#resting well after the Halloween costume session I see

[redthemarten]

Eepy... ♥

[hoakaikapo]

HAUNTED - Clarisse La Rue x Unclaimed! Fem! Reader

Part 2 of ATTRACTION.

summary: it’s halloween night, and your infamous rival with Clarisse is suddenly about to change…

warnings: mention of alcohol, implied meanings (?), use of pet name (in a joking way), swearing, HEAVY MAKEOUT SESSION. MEN & MINORS DNI PLEASE.

a/n: i can feel the heat radiating off of my laptop because of this one. like, I AM MELTINGGGGG. sorry if this is rushed, i’ll most likely edit this in the morning once i’ve had a chai 🤍

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LOUD MUSIC blares from the speakers as you try to make your way to the dance floor, weaving in and out between the numerous dancing bodies as you try to keep your friend in sight, bumping into some of them and muttering inaudible apologies as you sneak by. It was no use. After apologizing to what seemed to be the millionth person, you noticed your friend already dancing up against some tall Hephaestus kid. You couldn’t blame her, however, he was tall and handsome and very muscular from what you could see in the dim lighting. You curse yourself for agreeing to ever going to this party in the first place, knowing that you would most likely be alone for the rest of the night now.

Despite the heat on the dance floor, you couldn’t help but feel cold and naked. Well, you were sort-of naked, wearing a slutty bunny costume which your friend had convinced you to after saying that going as a police officer was too boring and common. You figured she was right, there were about fifty other girls wearing police officer costumes, and they looked far better in it in your opinion. Now alone in a party where you knew virtually no one, you decided to slip back out and head back to your cabin.

Someone spills a drink all over your front, causing you to mutter obscenities that not even the gods could ever think of. Your black bodysuit now reeked of sweat and alcohol. You groan, glaring sourly at the Scooby Doo costume in front of you. How perfect, you thought, being all alone and now someone spills their drink on you. You were about to give them a piece of your mind before you figured that blowing up on someone who’s probably too drunk to even think right now in the middle of a party wasn’t such a good idea. Frustratingly, you quickly look for an exit, only to find yourself face-to-face with yet another person.

Ghostface, you thought, now that’s something original.

“Out of my way,” you shouted, trying to push past the tall figure. Your attempt failed when you felt their muscular arm pull you back in front of them, their hooded eyes gazing into yours before pulling off their mask.

“Going somewhere, bunny?” Clarisse says as she reveals herself. Her usual stupid yet brilliant grin plastered on her face as she eyed you up and down, as if tearing you apart in your choice of costume. You couldn’t tell if she was judging you or if it was something else. But, that didn’t matter. This was still Clarisse La Rue, your natural nemesis, and the one thing standing between you from going back to the cabins and sleeping for the rest of the night. Clarisse read the look on your face and jokingly pouted her lips. “Aw, leaving so soon, bunny?”

You roll your eyes at your new nickname. “Move along, La Rue. I don’t want to have to deal with you.”

“But, bunny, the party just started,” Clarisse’s voice was low and raspy. You hate to admit it, but it was attractive to you, really attractive, and your nickname didn’t sound too bad when she said it this time.

However, your pride and ego took over your lustful thoughts, causing you to react negatively to that name. “Don’t call me that.”

Despite the music blaring in the background, the silence between the two of you was tense. You were taken aback to the time in the locker room a few weeks ago, feeling as if you two were recreating the scene: the intense stares, the hot tension waiting to be broken, obviously the costumes you both were wearing. There’s another thing you’d hate to admit: it’s that Clarisse looked surprisingly fit and attractive in a serial killer’s costume, adding a knife to it only created more of an affect towards you. However, the party scene wasn’t your style, Clarisse simply wasn’t your type (what a liar), and you weren’t the kind of girl who got with someone because of the tension between the two of you. No matter what, you would stand your ground against your temptations. Anything else with Clarisse besides mutual hatred would be like dancing with the devil – a tango that you weren’t too keen on taking even if it is Halloween night.

The prolonged staring soon became boring for Clarisse to continue after some time. She pulled the mask over her face in one motion, which surprised you slightly considering her curls. Patting you slightly on your shoulder, she gestured towards the doorway, as if she was allowing you to finally leave. Underneath the mask, you caught the slightest hint of her grin again, causing you to scowl at her. To Clarisse, this was a game, a game in which you were going to lose if you walked through that door. The thought of leaving was soon replaced with the urge to stay, not wanting to back down in front of Clarisse. Again, she caught the look on your face and dropped her hand back to her side. She stood to her full height, leaning in close enough to where you could feel her breath on your face.

“I knew you wouldn’t back down from this so easily, bunny,” she whispers into your ear. The seductiveness of her tone was enough to send chills throughout your spine. If there weren’t a hundred other kids in the cabin and you were a few more shots in, then you would’ve pounced on the girl.

Time went on, the music got slower and a few campers had already left. You were ready to leave with your friend until that Hephaestus boy came back and insisted that he walk her back to her cabin. You were hesitant at first, wondering if the boy had something else in mind before your friend pleaded to you to let her go. You gave in, and now you were walking back along the dark and wooded pathway alone. The only light came from the full moon peeking in through the treetops. You took a shortcut behind the armory when you noticed a familiar Ghostface slip into it. Your curiosity got the best of you and you went to investigate.

You were met with disappointment when you noticed that it was only Clarisse putting the knife back into its original place, as if she had never stolen it in the first place. Quietly, you began to retreat before you were once again met face-to-face with the Ares girl, mask clutched in hand.

“This isn’t what it looks like,” you quickly defend yourself.

Clarisse tuts, smiling in an almost devilish sort of way. “Really? Because it looks like you were spying on me.”

“Don’t get any funny ideas in that little twisted head of yours, La Rue,” you retorted and folded your arms across your chest. Clarisse leaned in the doorway, her hand hanging loosely enough above your head to play with the fake bunny ears you borrowed from your friend. The light in the armory was dim enough to make out all the small features on Clarisse’s face, the ones that you had never really cared to notice about until now. The sudden change in energy between the two of you felt less intense than before, almost peaceful in a way. You considered that downright near impossible because Clarisse was far beyond ‘peaceful’ in any sort of way.

“You know, I think you look really great tonight,” she whispers as if she was telling you some forbidden secret. You were glad that it was dark outside so that she couldn’t see the sudden rush of red rise to your cheeks. You bit your lip anxiously before removing Clarisse’s fingers off of your bunny ears.

The feeling inside you was different this time. You could feel your heartbeat in your chest as Clarisse eyed you up and down again, licking her lips slowly as if she was enticing you. You could feel yourself almost melt into her touch as she began interlocking your fingers with hers. You could feel your brain trying to fight against your heart, reminding you that Clarisse was the exact opposite of what you could possibly want. But, your heart figured you could turn her into something you need.

Why did you dislike the Ares girl so much in the first place? You began picking at your memories with Clarisse to figure out how the dispute between you two even started. But, the harder you tried to remember, the more you began to forget. Your visions of your first days at camp were quickly replaced with the dark, tall, muscular Ares girl in front of you. You both said nothing, yet the way your eyes hungrily danced between her eyes and her lips said everything to her.

Anything with Clarisse beyond mutual hatred was like dancing with the devil – you could confirm that now that your lips were on hers. You muted the curses in your head as you wrapped your arms around her neck, bringing the Ares girl closer to you. Her arms found her way down to your hips, placing a firm grip on them. The thought of kissing Clarisse had never crossed your mind, ever, yet it surprised you. You had always taken Clarisse as the type where she would like to get things done fast, but right now, Clarisse was slow with it. She was slow with moving her lips against yours, she was slow with guiding her tongue against your bottom lip as if she was slightly begging for entrance, she was slow with pulling you in tighter, even though the space between you two was already minimal enough.

You wanted to complain when Clarisse pulled away first. You noticed the worried look in her eyes after realizing what she had done. You shook your head, glancing around quickly before pushing her into the shed, swiftly closing the door behind you.

“Don’t get that fucking look with me, Clarisse,” you muttered before crashing your lips onto hers again. She grunted at first, taken aback by your sudden boldness, but soon, your passion was met with hers. It was like fire on fire, and you both were now too far gone to even argue what was happening between the two of you.

Now this was what you were expecting from Clarisse. Her arms found her way back around your waist, picking you up and placing you on the wooden table in the shed. You smiled against her teeth as you wrapped her arms around her neck once again, pulling her in closer. She straddled between your legs, silently cursing at the table for being in the way. She wanted to get closer to you, wanted to feel you, wanted to devour this moment up and relive it every time she thought of you, which would now be more often because of this. Against yours, her tongue licked the bottom of your mouth and you finally let her in. You moaned slightly at the hot contact, trying your best to keep your composure. Clarisse’s hands moved from your waist and down to your thighs, repeatedly grazing it in an up and downwards motion. It sent shivers down your spine, earning Clarisse yet another groan from you.

“I told you I’d get you back next time,” she murmured breathlessly against your lips. You wanted to roll your eyes at her for the snarky comment, but the amount of pleasure and satisfaction rushing through your body was too much for you to even think properly.

However, you thought this was a pretty sweet way for her to get back at you: making out in a shed on Halloween night.

Clarisse pulled her lips off yours. You were about to protest before suddenly feeling her lips against your neck, accidentally allowing yourself to let out an almost unholy moan. You covered your mouth suddenly, surprised that you could ever let out such an explicit expression. Clarisse smirked against your hot skin as you did so.

“Shut up, Clarisse,” you snapped at her.

“I think the one who needs shutting up here is you, sweetheart,” she said before concentrating back on leaving dark hickeys along your neckline. In a costume like yours, it would be near impossible to cover up. You could care less right now. You would figure out the logistics later between you and Clarisse’s sudden change in relationship.

You wanted more. Clarisse knew it. But, before anything else could happen, the voices of the other campers were close by. You jumped slightly, pushing Clarisse off of you. She glared at you unhappily before too realizing that the campers were returning, and that if anyone else entered the shed, they would soon be met with the sight of Camp Half-Blood’s infamous rival making out in the middle of the night. So, silently, you slipped out first, followed by Clarisse. She half masked her face and gazed in satisfaction at the artwork on your neck. Created by her, of course. Suddenly, the expression on her face changed. In fact, her entire demeanor changed in a single instant. Clarisse’s hands were hot against your face as she grazed your cheek softly, smiling at you in an almost loving sort of way. As if you both just didn’t have the hottest makeout session of your entire lives. You gave into it, reciprocating that smile as she leaned in to kiss your forehead. No words were said between you two as she ran off back towards her cabin before anyone else could see what happened.

You danced with the devil tonight. You were well aware of that. But, you’ve settled with being a sinner if making out with Clarisse is your absolution.

[witchesroad]

hi!! idk if you've said it before but, do u have any jossam hcs?? i love them sm, hope u are doing okay!!

hi, thanks for the ask!! here are 5 of my favorite josh & sam headcanons <3

they had their first kiss at sam’s halloween party in 2013. they had been plenty flirty before then, but once josh saw her in that lara croft costume, all self-restraint went out the window. he dragged her into the backyard when all the others were distracted by some party game and pushed her up against the wall and finally kissed her like he might die if he didn’t. that’s why josh kept the invitation for so many years and even shared it in his sessions with dr. hill. it reminds him of that night and of sam.

josh fell in love with sam way before she fell in love with him, but she was the first to say it out loud. there’s nothing josh hates more than the idea of dragging sam into his shit. she’s too smart, too warm, too out of his league; it’s not fair that she should have to take care of him. he avoids and denies his true feelings in some self-righteous attempt to spare her from his misery. of course, sam loves him anyway and he’s helpless to deny her when she finally tells him all the things he’s wanted to say to her since they were thirteen and fourteen.

hannah and beth were painfully aware of how they felt about each other, by the way. hannah secretly thought it would be romantic if they got married someday and sam became her sister-in-law. beth just hoped that sam’s good influence would make josh marginally less annoying. both were happy to see him smile so much more than he had in recent years.

sam teaches josh how to climb and josh teaches sam how to play guitar. he’s naturally athletic so he doesn’t struggle (that much) to keep up with her. she brings him back out into the world and reminds him of why it’s nice to be alive.

epilogue to the new endings: more than a year after that night, josh is out of the psychiatric facility and he’s relatively stable. he’s taking the right medications now and they put a stop to his delusions. he and his new therapist put together an 8-step plan to make amends with everyone he terrorized at the lodge. they started off with the one that frightened him most: sam. it took him an entire year to build up the nerve to reach out to her. he half expected her to send him straight to voicemail and he forgot what little mastery he had over the english language when she actually answered, josh? a lot can change in a year. he knew that well. sam was hardened now after surviving what they did on that mountain. but the version of her in his memory had done her no justice; she was so much more beautiful than he remembered. he was shocked at just how little his feelings changed even though everything else about him had. they talked for hours, which quickly turned into days, and he explained and answered and apologized until his throat was hoarse. she knew it wasn’t his fault and that his illness was beyond his control. he still wanted to spend every day of the rest of his life making it up to her. there was always a connection. he just lost sight of it for a while.

[missbuckyhellfire]

This Will Be My Year: Eddie Munson

Part Seven: Halloween Part One (18+)

Warnings: Some Language, Flirting,  Oral (F Receiving), Blindfolds, Handcuffs,  Non Penetrative Smut ahead

PREVIOUS PART

Audra did not want to admit it, but she loved Halloween. She loved the parties with friends, but she especially loved dressing up into different costumes. She never was the one who would dress overly  slutty, but she was one who would try to be extra flirty.

She did not deny that she has gotten closer to Eddie in the past few weeks during their tutoring sessions. Of course, there was nothing that was going on between them, but she couldn’t help but think about him more and more.

But she wouldn’t say she loved him of course.

Maybe a small crush, his puppy brown eyes were getting to her.

Audra didn’t know why she agreed to this, but she somehow ended up in the back ally of the Hideout with Corroded Coffin after their gig in a fairy Halloween costume. There was not much to it, just a pair of elfish ears, medium purple iridescent wings with a light blue frilly low cut dress that rested to her knees. She had let her hair down as the tips of her hair rested in the top of her breasts.

The guys hadn’t gone as far as she went this year. They only had put on devil horns and a dark top. They told her that they did not have much time to get something together but she knew for a fact that they just didn’t want to.

She was confused as to why Eddie didn’t want to dress up. Audra thought this would be right up his ally. However, he claimed that his costume was at home, waiting for him to put it on when they get there.

“How are your grades going Eds since Tinkerbelle here has helped you?” Gareth had asked taking a swing of his beer.

“Eddie is getting there,” Audra had muttered. They have tried and seems like his papers were getting passing grades, a “c” typically. But that did not do for her. She wanted to help him develop his skills more.

Eddie had chuckled. All he was thinking about was how cute she looked in that outfit and also how pissed Jason is going to be when he sees her go to the Halloween party with him. Eddie was never a party person, but he definitely wanted to make Jason take note to fuck off.

Eddie had intentionally had asked Audra to go to the party as soon as he heard about it.  He wanted to piss Jason off and spend time with her. Consider it as two birds with one stone if you will. He did have to admit that she was growing on him.

The Halloween dance proposal was not anything too extreme.  Audra was by her locker and noticed the bright colored rose by a single word written in sharpie with some pumpkin and ghost drawings.

DANCE?

Audra had turned around and noticed that Eddie was next to her locker with a Cheshire cat grin across his face. “Well?”

“Yes!” She squealed then it followed by a list of different costume ideas that she was planning to do that year which had resulted in the two of them giggling and a scowl by Jason and the jocks who just so happened to be walking by. They also missed the “going as friends part” which made Jason fume.

After some small talk, Eddie had cleared his throat “ I think we need to head out to the party. We will plan the DND session to be next week?”

All of the guys agreed and watched Eddie leave with the girl, they knew something was definitely going to happen tonight. Everyone, especially Jeff and Gareth noticed how he was getting nervous around her while she seemed to be helping him for the better with his academics.

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The two didn’t want to get to the party too early so they just decided to  take it easy and watch a scary movie in Eddie’s RV . Audra was alone on the couch and was busy watching the movie while Eddie had  went to the washroom.

Her brown eyes were fixated on the screen, enjoying the tense atmosphere as she watched Laurie Strode being chased by Michael Myers. She didn’t notice that Eddie just got out of the washroom with his Halloween costume on with a quick twist to it.

 It took him forever to plaster the elf ear tips onto his own and the pants and top was from a costume shop that he begged Wayne to stop at a few months back. The black leather pants were comfortable enough but not tight enough to flash his junk in the public. He grabbed a green loose top with wide sleeves and a drawstring on top to adjust how revealing he wanted his chest to be. He didn’t want to go too far with it so he just made it open enough just to tease his dark chest hair. His long hair was dangled free  giving him the appearance of a elvish prince.

In his hand he had a cheap Halloween mask that he got when he was small. He just wanted to fuck with her before they went out. He slipped the devil mask on and oh so quietly had snuck behind her then just tapped her shoulder as fast as he could. He did not expect the hard smack that followed.

SMACK!

Audra was scared out of her shit. She was pissed of being startled this bad. It was only an automatic response that he got slapped across the face.

“OW!”

“DON’T SCARE ME LIKE THAT” Audra had scolded him but stopped when he took off his mask.  She took in the details of the costume from the ears to the top and the scent of woodsy cologne.

‘Now I know to not scare you, you got bite “Eddie had smirked.

“Why did you not want to dress up for your gig you look great!” Audra’s eyed did not leave Eddie.

“Don’t you think Elvish prince does not go well with a metal band?” Eddie had giggled but he didn’t loose contact with her either being gorgeous as always. But he couldn’t get his eyes on the upper part of the low-cut dress she was wearing. The sweet smell of vanilla and candies had brought her in too.

“I think it is pretty metal Eds”

“Your pretty metal yourself Princess”.

Both Eddie and Audra did not know how there was so little space between their lips right now. Perhaps it was the tension between them as they spent more time together or the close call a few weeks back when they just met. But their lips were mere inches away from each other now. Their presence and dark eyes meeting one another just felt so comforting for them.  At this point they were under each other’s spell, yet Audra was considering her options.

Do it or Not. There may not be another chance.

Audra had separated the distance between the two of them and their lips had brushed against each other, just to test out the waters. They were soft inviting even to her. She blinked twice which had tickled Eddie a bit. All that she was waiting for was for him to take the next step.

Eddie froze on the spot, not knowing what to do. Sure, he has kissed a girl and slept with a few, but this was someone who he grew closer to. He saw her everyday and was a decent human being. Did he want to ruin it?

Fuck it, he would suffer the consequences later.

He cupped her cheek as he crashed his lips against hers, listening to the soft moan that Audra had let out from the touch and feelings of butterflies that were in her belly.  She took a step closer so there was hardly any space between them as she playfully tugged on the soft curls of his hair. He grunted in response.

This followed by another kiss.

Then another until their lips were plump and swollen.

Then Audra had traced her lips to his neck and let out a soft moan as Eddie had grunted in pleasure as she began to suck on the skin. He cried out when she had let go of him and gave him a breath of life with another kiss on the lips.

Eddie couldn’t think anymore as Audra had guided his shirt off his body. They parted lips as she admired the tattoo’s all over his body. Her previous love did not have any tattoos like this but to her, they all told a story of pain or joy. It was also a way that Eddie could express himself. So to her, the tattoo’s had complimented him.

“You sure you would like to move forward with this princess? I probably wont stop”

Audra had placed her hands on his chest, feeling his chest hair. Eddie had watched her reactions as he leant down to leave a couple pecks on her neck.

“Let’s just test the waters tonight” Audra suggested. “ I am unsure what we are, but this just feels so right to me.”

That was good enough of a answer for Eddie but he needed to know Audra’s limits. “Oral then we leave for the party?”

“Sounds good to me.”

Eddie kissed her neck again getting a soft moan from her. Audra appreciated that he was at least setting boundaries with her but she paused feeling the small smirk on her neck.

“Get on the bed, I want to make sure you enjoy this.”

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Audra obeyed and lied down on Eddie’s bed  and covered herself with the blankets to keep her bottom half warm. She watched as Eddie had two things in his hand.

First was a pair of silver handcuffs from a “misunderstanding” that Eddie described.

Second was a blindfold.

“Oh shit your kinky” were the first words that came out of Audra’s mouth but it was replaced with a chuckle from Eddie.

“Yea and you’re the one who is so horny for this? A DND player dressed as a fairy” Eddie shook his head as he rubbed his thumb on her cheek. “Princess, this is going to be an experience you won’t forget, I wont hurt you.”

“Hurt me? Please you only break my heart during your DND sessions” Audra chuckled as Eddie blindfolded her. There was nothing in sight, only darkness and heightened senses. Smell was more focused on the smell of cigarettes and the feeling of Eddie’s breath on her skin. She felt his calloused hands grab her own and handcuff them together so she couldn’t touch him.

She was under his control.

He had smiled at the sight of it. He didn’t have a girl that agreed to do this. So he was excited that some one could be a freak like him. For a moment, he had a thought that he shouldn’t be, her body bare without anything on it with only a blindfold and handcuffs to allow him to take advantage.

But, he needed to focus.

He traced her body from her clothed hips, feeling the curves of her hips while taking in her body figure. Her thicker thighs that hid the treasure that he desired the most. He slid his hands under her skirt to remove the thin pair of white lacey underwear that she had on. He tossed it to the side as he gently pried her legs apart.

She gasped in shock from the cool air and hands but welcomed it. She could feel his hair and head ich closer to her core. After a very short pause, she felt something wet lick a strip from her opening to her clit, getting a soft moan in response from her.  He focused his attention on her clit, that was pleading and pulsing for his attention.

Each moan that she gave him, was an indicator that he was doing a good job. She was encouraging him to give him the constant attention to her clit. He was not rough on it, he was acting as though his tongue was a broom and it swept in a circular motion around her  clit. In response, she felt her stomach knot inside as it pleaded to be let go.  

Her moans gotten more and more intense, her toes had curled, and she felt her heart start beating out of her chest. She never felt this before, this euphoria of pleasure and desire was only growing more and more.

Until her body had let go. It was a sense of release but a wave of intense pleasure that immediately calmed her body as her core had continued to pulse her juices out heavily.

Impressed with his work, Eddie had pressed his hand on her pussy and licked a swipe of her cream and put in on his lips “delicious”.  He kept an eye on her the entire time. Fascinated with how her body works and wanted to see how she would react.

“How was that?”Eddie had asked, but she gave him an answer enough as her brown eyes were blanked out. He knew that he did good.

“I enjoyed it too, but we got to figure out what we are.” Eddie pointed out.

All he could get from Audra was a soft nod of her head. She was too much in shock with what just happened.

NEXT PART

[sink-me-in-your-ocean]

𝔊𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔥 ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔫𝔰 V

Spooky season edition!

No specific prompt, just random Halloween shenanigans and general buffoonery with the nameless goons ghouls

Thank you @endhisbloodlineinmyesophagus for inspiration and scream laughing with me as I finished these!

No warnings; cut for formatting.

Swiss:

Once this ghoul learns about Ouija boards, no one can dissuade him from using one

You happened to have one that you had been too afraid to use

He begs and pleads to use it

Does not understand how to use it and does not want to learn

Asks WAY too intricate of questions

To no one's surprise, he gets impatient

“Swiss!” You slap his hands off the board again. “You can’t ask such convoluted questions, it would be impossible to get an answer!”

“What?” He shakes his head, “I just wanted to know how they died!”

“Yes, and that’s a rude question to ask.” He let out a huff so you continued, “Let’s just stick with ‘yes’ or ‘no’ questions, shall we?”

“Fine.” He grumbles, placing two fingers back on the planchette. You follow his l4ead, holding your breath as he thinks of a question. “Did you like music?”

The planchette moves to indicate yes.

“See now we’re getting somewhere.” He bites his bottom lip in deep concentration, “What’s your favorite K-pop group from the last ten years?”

You wanted to throw your hands up in exasperation, but you settled for narrowing your eyes at him, “Swiss, really?”

“I did it again, didn’t I?” His expression went sheepish.

The planchette moves on its own, guiding itself to land over yes again.

“Shit, sorry spirit!”

The two of you ask a couple more easy questions before proclaiming the session closed, moving the planchette to “goodbye”. After closing safely and packing everything up, you give Swiss a playful smack on his shoulder and he just grins at you, knowing full well he deserves to be scolded.

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Phantom:

He found a box of Halloween decorations and made the executive decision that it wasn’t nearly enough

After trips to several stores for outdoor decor, he tasks you with helping to put everything up

You two even make a spooky playlist to blast while you work

The decorations look amazing, but are very scary at night

By the time Halloween actually rolls around, kids are too afraid to come up to the front door to trick-or-treat

“Where is everybody?” He’s been pacing since three in the afternoon.

You check your phone: it’s quarter past six now and well-past dark. You pat his bat wing-clad arm, “Maybe the house is too frightening, sometimes when people go overboard the little kids get too scared.”

He squishes his face against the front window, watching groups of trick-or-treaters going up and down the street, kids that pass by do so in a wide arc, you were right: they were too scared to come up.

“I’ve gone overboard!” He exclaims. 

Before you can react he grabs the candy bowl and sprints out the front door, tearing down the pathway as the motion-triggered spiders drop down and animatronics all spring to life. They light up, scream, and cackle with voice lines as Phantom reaches the sidewalk and starts tossing candy out like it’s a sport.

Distantly, you hear him yelling, “I promise it’s not scary! Here’s the candy! I’m sorry!”

You cover your mouth as you smile. His enthusiasm is endearing to say the least. “There’s nothing for it now.” You say to yourself as you head out to join him.

You bring the rest of the oversized candy with you and two folding chairs. The two of you sit out front in your costumes and hand out candy to the trick-or-treaters until you run out of candy… because then Phantom starts giving away random things from the house, and that’s where you draw the line.

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Dewdrop:

This ghoul wants to be an agent of chaos on Halloween

When you agree to go along with his mischievous plans, he shows you his plans

It’s basically just charcoal scribbles on a lined sheet of paper with random “X’s” on the page

He explains it’s his game plan, the map of where you’ll go to prank houses

When you ask about disguises, he is already prepared with ski masks and black gloves because he “doesn’t want to leave fingerprints”

You don’t waste your time explaining to the ghoul that his clawed fingers won’t leave fingerprints, instead nodding along with his antics

“Get back here!” A grumpy middle-aged man chases you and Dew across his lawn after you’d pelted his front door with eggs.

“Run!” You two split off into two different directions, following his plan perfectly and heading in a roundabout way towards the next victim’s house.

After stopping to catch your breath near some tall hedges, you straighten and walk briskly around the corner to find Dewdrop with his back to you. He looks on high alert, scoping out the area to make sure he can execute his pranks. 

Might as well sneak up on him and have a little fun.

“Get off my lawn!” You scream and tickle his sides and he jumps, shrieking and whipping around with the most scared look on his face you’d ever seen.

You fall to the ground, holding your side from the leftover pain from running combined with your inability to breathe from laughing so hard.

“That’s - you! You’re not - ugh!” He stomps his feet, mad as a hornet, which only makes you laugh harder.

As the steam eventually dissipates from Dewdrop’s ears, you rally him to TP the last two houses on the map with you. His devilish grin returns and he cackles as he puts all his effort into throwing the toilet paper rolls over the unsuspecting person’s trees. Meanwhile, you await the ideal opportunity to sneak up behind him again.

-

Rain:

He is in a rare wholesome mood, asking you to go apple picking

You sense an undertone of delinquency in his request, but you go along with it

Once at the orchard, you lose Rain immediately

You find him later, and he has an entire wheelbarrow full of apples 

He climbs from tree to tree like a wild animal

“Save some for everybody else, Rain!” 

Your warning goes unheeded by the water ghoul, and he scrambles up the branches up the next tree, “I have to get all the best ones!” 

After an exorbitant amount of money spent on apples later, you get home and make several gallons of cider and set it out in a giant punch bowl for everyone to enjoy. 

You took a swig of the beverage, expecting a crisp, refreshing taste, but you were instead met with the burn of alcohol. There was only one ghoul to blame. “Rain, what did you do to the apple cider?”

“Uh,” He makes an innocent face, but is unable to meet your gaze, “nothing.”

“It tastes weird, you definitely did something.” You scowl at him, poking him in the shoulder.

He throws his hands up in defense, “Twist my arm why don’t you! I spiked it, what’s the big deal?”

You glance around the room, much to your dismay you realize that everyone is on their second or third refill of the stuff.

“The big deal, foolish ghoul, is everyone is getting lit from what they think is apple cider!”

Because of Rain’s antics you punish him by making him help you clean up the absolute mess everyone left. Hopefully scrubbing the floors of sticky sweet juice will make him think twice before pulling such an idiotic stunt again.

-

Mountain:

No matter if it’s hot or cold on Halloween night, Mountain wants to be outside

He happens to be a great story teller

And you happen to be a great s’mores maker

Outside + fire pit + scary stories = happy ghoul

(& happy you!)

He gets a crackling fire started in a little fire pit as you arrange the blankets and pillows you stole from the couch, making the space comfy and nice.

You set out the s'mores-making ingredients and tools, and since it’s Halloween, you have some candy to use instead of just plain chocolate bars.

Mountain tells you a scary story about a creature summoned from hell to devour unsuspecting people’s toes. You listen intently as you toast the marshmallows on long skewers, cooking them to the perfect consistency and assembling a s’more for yourself and him.

“That story is true, you know.” He takes a huge bite of his treat.

You reply with your mouth full, “What?”

“That story is about Dew.” He speaks matter-of-factly. You want to laugh but don’t get the chance before -

Speak of the devil.

“Who took my peanut butter cups?!?!” The two of you flinch as Dewdrop’s shrill screech hits your ears.

“Shit, hide the evidence!” You and Mountain shove as many candies in your mouths as you possibly can just as Dew stalks outside, surveying the area, scowling, and heading back inside.

Now you two laugh so hard your sides hurt. Once you finally stop giggling, you resume toasting marshmallows together. Of course, you have to just eat the plain roasted marshmallows by themselves since the chocolate is all gone now. But the sacrifice was well worth it if it meant saving yourselves from a fiery wrath.

-

Cirrus:

Not-so-secretly watches you making stuff in the kitchen before asking to join you

After you taught her the basics she is basically a sweet treat expert

She doesn’t mind getting her hands sticky, but you do give her your black apron so she can protect her clothes

She is currently obsessed with making the perfect Halloween cookies

After already having created a plethora of treats, Cirrus now refuses to leave the kitchen, staring at the oven with the light on to intimidate the dough inside. “These ones are going to be the best out of all of them.” 

“You said that about the last batch, Cirrus.” You grin at her.

Ding! The timer goes off on the little pumpkin-shaped timer next to you and you get up to take the cookies out of the oven. 

The heat blasts your face but you’re a seasoned baker, Cirrus, on the other hand, keeps her distance. She hasn't liked the “evil” oven ever since she got a little tiny red burn on her thumb from a baking tray. A burn you promptly treated and covered with a Hello Kitty bandage.

You set the tray on a little potholder on the counter and glance around. Popcorn balls, rice cereal treats, caramel apples, Oreo spiders, and chocolate pretzels all sit on the counter staring at you waiting to be wrapped up.

“I think we should get these cleaned up before everyone gets home, what do you think?” You ask.

“Yes! I can’t have them gobbling up all the goodies like the greedy goblins they are.” She promptly gobbles a fresh cookie to emphasize her point.

Cirrus helps you package up everything nicely, using Halloween-themed containers, sneaking samples of every item at least once as you clean up. You both have to lock everything up so the rest of the siblings don’t come home and tear through all the snacks before you get a chance to have seconds.

-

Cumulus:

This ghoul has so much creativity and she has to get it out

You two decide to go to a pumpkin patch to find the ideal pair of pumpkins to carve

Cumulus picks out matching outfits for both of you, perfect for photo opportunities

With a couple of sweet fall drinks, you load up in the car ready to go

She drags you along to the patch of overpriced pumpkins 

“Hurry up! All the good ones will be gone!” She calls your name over her shoulder and skips quickly ahead of you into the fray of kids and young adults scrambling over pumpkins laying about on hay bales.

After much deliberation, Cumulus has chosen a perfectly round pumpkin for herself and a nice, tall one for you.

Later.

You’ve barely got the pumpkin guts out and your hands are covered in slime, wrists weak from the effort as Cumulus asks you if you want to see her creation.

“You’re finished already?” Disbelief coats your tongue.

“Well, yeah!” She pivots the orange pumpkin to face you, and you see the intricately carved cat and moon she has free handed. “This was so fun! Can I help you with yours?”

“I’d love that, actually.” You fling your hand to remove some of the sticky seeds.

You need not dwell in despair for long, as Cumulus will surely help you with the carving of your pumpkin. They look amazing all lit up on the porch at night, and you take a cute selfie with her to commemorate the occasion.

-

Aurora:

It’s a mistake to bring Aurora with you to the store when all of the Halloween candy and decor is out

She wants everything

Good thing you have Papa’s credit card…

Sooner rather than later you have a cart full of stuff and she’s still not satisfied, filling her arms full of goodies with as much as she can carry

“Oh can we get these too?” She holds up a pack of 50 cellophane bags, each printed with pumpkins, bats, and skulls.

“Put it in the cart.” You’d given up at this point on telling the sweet ghoul “no”.  

Finally satisfied with her menagerie of candies, snacks, decorations, Halloween themed pencils and miscellaneous items, you push the cart to the check out.

The cashier looks you up and down and sighs, being forced to scan all of the things Aurora picked out apparently is the bane of their existence.

She puts on the aux in the car, and you listen to “This is Halloween” from the Nightmare Before Christmas soundtrack for the ninetieth time today while you shove the bags inside the trunk.

You two drive back home and lay everything out all over the floor, making a huge mess. It will all be worth it though.

Aurora shines as she hands out the goodie bags to all the trick-or-treaters on Halloween night. You smile widely until you hear Papa yelling from the other room as he discovers how much money you two spent.

-

I hope these make you ghesties laugh as much as I did ○( ＾皿＾)っ

[a-child-turned-monstrosity]

First Candy Hunt

A Halloween Drabble Feat: Sivir ( @nameaprice), Lief, and Jack ( @weapon-turned-jack) [Story Beneath the cut for Length]

The boys were excited, they had their outfits prepared, they had their small baskets they all made (through many MANY trail and error sessions), and the three were off. Lief was wearing his Lion Onesie, his brother was wearing a Frankenstein’s Monster costume, and after much begging, the boys convinced their mother to dress up. She was wearing a Gladiator outfit, the boys would take the win where they could.

Off the three went, to explore areas where they could get treats, there mother following and watching the two as they ventured around. Unfortunately for Jack, Lief’s excitement meant that whenever they held hands, the older boy would be slightly dragged by his smaller brother towards their goal. Sometimes it was to go towards a candy-giver, other times it was towards a tale-teller to listen to some haunting stories, and the rest it was back towards their mother who would inspect their treats. Sivir would also pocket some treats while the boys were distracted... but they knew and didn’t say anything. Her sons wanted Sivir to enjoy some sweets too.

It was around an hour into their ‘Candy Hunt’ that the group ended up in the town center where a little event was going on. Apparently, for fun, the community had gotten together to have a little Group Costume contest for families. Effectively, the three would have to pose in a way that showcased their costumes and whoever looked the best (or the funniest) won. While both Jack and Sivir decided it would be best to leave it be, the little lion would insist they join. It took some convincing, but once the boy offered all his treats, the two couldn’t resist any longer. They denied the bribe and signed up for the contest. Of the people who signed up, they were the fifth and last group. It was clear that this was just for families to have some extra fun for the evening activities, still, the group hoped they would win. When the fourth group finished, the three took center stage and then they posed! Sivir took a challenging stance, while Jack raised his arms up to look imposing, and finally Lief was pretending to roar at both of them while also holding his arms up. When they were revealed to the audiance, there was a number of ‘Aw’s, cheers, and some laughter. When everything was over and the groups were waiting off to the side, the boys ended up making friends with the other children who had joined as well. After an exchange of treats, the winner was about to be announced.

Shockingly, Sivir, Jack, and Lief had won! They had lost some points due to being off-theme, but otherwise, they were the best and most thematic of the bunch. The cheers from the crowd and from the other families made it worth the slight embarrassment that was suffered. Though, what really made the moment special was when the grandmother of one of the teams went over to Sivir. “A little birdie told me that none of your are related by blood.” Before Sivir could snap and mouth off at the woman, the elder smiled. “That’s so beautiful and touching. A single mother raising two young boys out of the goodness of your heart. Bless you sweet-child, you and your boys. I can only hope for many-many long years of happiness for you and your family... Here.” The grandmother would pull out a small bag of treats. “It’s not much, but I want you and your boys to have it. Take care~” With that, the old woman was called off back to her own family.

Sivir was stunned for a moment, so much so that the person running the event called for her twice before the boys went and got her. She had pieced together it must’ve been one of her grandchildren that told her, which meant it was one of the boys who spilled the beans. There was some worry that not being bound by blood might have eliminated them from the contest, but seeing how no one said anything... it was fine. The prize was a large stuffed animal of a ‘ghost’ and a basket of candy. Of course, Lief requested the ghost and would even bargain with Jack and Sivir to give up his portion of the sweets from the prize if he gets to keep it. Of course, the two would let the youngest have his treats and the plush. However, this event did eat up the rest of their night and it was time to return home.

The trip back was uneventful, thankfully, and when the three got home, the toy was instantly put away into Lief’s room before he returned to the living room to exchange and check their candy. After looking at everything, the treats were divide three-ways and everyone collected their shares, and put them away, before they all changed into their pajamas and went to the couch to end the night.

Sitting to her left was Lief while Jack too the right and both would stare up as Sivir began to read them their bed-time Halloween-theme story. It didn’t take long for signs of fatigue began to show. Lief began to curl up and nuzzle, while Jack started to lean against her. Just before both of them feel into a deep sleep, they knew what they had to do. Both boys would embrace their mother and say, at the same time, “Thank you the bestest Holli-day ever Momma.” With that, the two boy’s strength gave out and both fell asleep right on Sivir.

Maybe it was the mood, maybe it was the evening events, or maybe what the old woman said struck a cord with her... but just for a bit, Sivir wrapped her arms around her boys, planted a small kiss to their foreheads, and then wrapped a blanket around the three of them before closing her eyes. A little awkward rest was something she could endure, after all what better way to end the ‘bestest holli-day’ then sleeping on the couch with those you love.

[jungwnies]

hi maeby! its been a while, im sorry this took too long and I don’t know exactly when you’ll see this but know that i’m writing this on december 16 for reference hehe (this will essentially be a 2023 recap but ill try to be as short as possible)

last time i was here i think it was the end of june or beginnings of july and a lot has happened in my life, on august i turned 21 and i also went to the eras tour!! definitely one of the best days ever in my life and maybe top 3 on best days of 2023  🤍

talking about my birthday its little sensitive topic, for the past five years or so my birthdays has kind of been something that I’ve dreaded so much and i'm just the opposite of happy, its like those posts you see everywhere of people crying in their room during their birthdays and this year wasn’t  the exception, this years birthday..lets just say it will be memorable but leaving that aside august was kind of okay

the concert experience may be on of my favorite memories just because it feel so cathartic, it was just so beautiful talking to strangers and us bonding over music and art, listening and singing to my favorite songs, getting to go to a concert for the first time on my own, traveling with my sister (just the two of us) for the first time, all the beautiful pictures and videos and people that i keep with me because of that one experience it just something that I will eternally be grateful for (also, so. many. friendship. bracelets.)

i remember looking back at my life and my lowest points in it and thinking (and hopefully it won’t get too sad) “well maybe someone out there was right, i just needed to hang on a little tighter, cause imagine missing out on this” 

september was filled with delicious food and me going out a little more often

in october was my sisters birthday, so she held a halloween costume party and i got to dress up as an elf/fairy, i also went to one of my best friends birthday party and felt amazing seeing a couple of familiar faces after months, and some of them even years, waiting. also yes, this means i ate a lot of cake on october (my moms birthday was also on this month hah). i also took a ceramic class. i loved it (I made a small bowl :))

november i went out a lot, bought new clothes, bought christmas decorations, studied korean, went to the doctor cause i thought i was going to die (turns out im not, even far from it : im as healthy as a horse) 

and as of december, planning christmas dinner with my mom and sister, got a bad haircut that made me cry so hard and then got it fixed at another salon, had dates with friends, retook ceramic classes (i made two cups, three heart shaped plates and a little jewelry organizer), scheduled one more therapy session before the year ends after months of not going, took more buses this month than in my whole life and i guess im slowly figuring out my stuff a little more. 

i discovered new artists this year, feel in love again  with old ones that I had forgotten about, learned new cooking recipes, got a little more out of the house than last year, made amends with my body and established boundaries even though it hurt :)

turning 21 this year essentially meant a lot, i don’t want to go into more detailed as to not make this any longer but lets just say im planning on getting 21 tattooed on my next year haha

i hope the rest of the year was kind to you, if you feel comfortable to answer with maybe your favorite parts of 2023 would be great! if not just know that i love you and missed dropping by here, hopefully starting 2024 i'll be back here regularly <3<3

take care, stretch, rest all you need, take your time, and remember that im always right here rooting for you and hugging you 🩶🩶🩶

happy holidays :) love youuuuu

-🧸anon

hiii 🧸anon <3

it has been literally so long, i was taking a break from tumblr, honestly i didn't even think i'd come back but seeing this upon logging in literally brought joy to my heart knowing you're still around! :)

i've read everything, from your birthday to your christmas dinner with your mom and sister. starting with your birthday i'm glad that 2023 you had a memorable birthday after dreading it for so many years, and i hope 2024 also brings you joy! onto the concert next, i know exactly how you feel, it's something that you don't feel often and the crowds are just so amazing because it's people who share the same love for the same artist, and it's like you are in your own little world for a few hours. next, september & october, i'm glad it was filled with food and another birthday, it seems so fun to have a halloween themed birthday honestly!! november, i'm glad it was a good month besides the scary doctors visit >.< december seemed to have been a busy month for you, and hopefully your hair is okay now :( hopefully the therapy sesh went well. I'm glad your year was overall not too shabby, and I'm glad that you had a lot of character development. Hopefully 2024 brings you absolutely nothing but joy! 🖤

now onto my year, i guess i'll go with the highlights. i essentially had a relatively good year, i was able to do a lot of things, and uni was not too stressful, but it's a little harder this semester. starting with my august, i didn't do much except get ready for the semester, signed up for my september classes etc etc, it was relatively boring. my september was a little more eventful, i took a marine biology class which was so fun, and i'm not even majoring in marine bio, we got to talk about sea legends and a lot of the lore behind mermaids and other stuff. in october i did the same thing, but i made one of my best friends ever, except uhhh we're not really friends anymore as of recently, but my heart goes to them, they meant alot. in november i built a new computer, a little nerdy but i actually really enjoyed it except i had a mental breakdown trying to do cable management LMFAO 😭😭in december i had a good month, except the basement flooded so that wasn't very slay but regardless it was a good month filled with nothing but holiday spirit and gifts.

now with a short little update on my 2024, because it's been awhile. in january i went back to school for the second semester, and it's been tough i'm not going to lie. i also got a boyfriend so like !?!??! kinda crazy, he's not too bad but like every relationship we definitely have our downs. in february, it was a short month but nonetheless eventful this is the downfall of me and bestie tbh, but it's okay he was like a life lesson or something!?!?! now this month, it just started and it's been great, it's midterm week right now so i'm a bit stressed, but i also suddenly got motivation to go back on youtube and write on tumblr again, so i'm super happy about that :)

i hope 2024 is kind to you and gives you a lot of joy! remember to take care of yourself, just as you always say to me, stretch, rest all you need, take your time, and remember that im always right here rooting for you and hugging you as well! ❤️❤️❤️

have a great year, and i hope to see you again 🧸❤️

[safetycar-restart]

Hh!carlos works out and send photos to his wife, I don’t make the rules. He loves being drooled over, but only by her. He loves it when she comes up behind him while he’s cooking and starts feeling him up, running her hands along his biceps or his abs and complimenting him and he genuinely goes weak at the knees when she gives him a little kiss on the shoulder and a squeeze on the arm.

Also hh!carlos low-key reminds me of Bucky from the MCU. He’s just soft and sweet and a teddy bear and my headcanon is that hh!carlos is like, low-key RIPPED and could probably bench-press the people who talk badly about his wife and would gladly do so,cause he works out all the time and goes on like a four mile jog almost every morning, so he’s like a teddy bear but if a teddy bear was 200 lbs of pure muscle and Spanish passion.

Speaking of passion; holidays, birthdays, Valentine’s Day, etc., are actually really hard to shop for because whenever you ask Carlos what he wants his response is immediately “mi Vida, you are the greatest gift I could ever receive. With you in my arms, I want for nothing.” And you’re like, “that’s really sweet honey but your birthday is in three days and I can’t get you a gift because you won’t give me any goddamn ideas and I can’t keep getting you new kitchen utensils/appliances or books or I’ll genuinely start feeling bad.” Whereas you come home on Valentine’s Day to your favourite dinner, and roses everywhere, and nice music playing, and chocolates, and your husband with a bow on his head and a pretty plug in his ass with a pink, heart-shaped idk rhinestone or jewel or whatever idk what that decoration thing is called. Decoration isn’t even the right word I’m just genuinely dumb.

Also Carlos and his wife taking dancing lessons before their wedding (and then just for fun) because “mi corazon, our first dance must be special! You are my Queen and I would be remiss if I did not dance with royalty.” Also Ana’s wedding gave very much old money royalty vibes so it’s only natural that Carlos’ would as well, and he would absolutely keep up the Queen thing THE WHOLE TIME. Because you’re his wife, and his Queen! And his love and his heart and he loves you so much and he’s so ready to be yours for the rest of his life and he absolutely makes teh two of you dress as a knight and a queen for Halloween almost every year (or really famous movie couples because you will do a couples costume every year no exceptions, including Gomez and Morticia multiple times - that one is kind of his favourite because everyone is like “oh wow you guys are so in character!” But Carlos is actually just not holding back on showing affection in public, he’s like that all the time at home people just don’t see the full extent of it.

-💍

OH MY GOD YES!! Honestly I think one of the things I’ve missed the most these past few days is not being able to write hh!Carlos specifically. I adore this.

Firstly, of course he sends you selfies! He's always sending you post workout selfies, and he looks so fucking good it's insane. He's all sweaty from his workout, either shirtless or with a shirt that clings to his muscles. He's always smiling in the camera, flexing a little just to show off.

He doesn't show off to anyone else, but to you? He LOVES being drooled over. He loves feeling your eyes on him so much, loves knowing his wife is watching him and could touch him at any moment.

So naturally he must take every opportunity possible to show off to you. So he simply has to take a selfie after every single gym session and send it to you. (By the way, if you're away he's not above sending nudes, especially if you ask for them, he very nearly died when you were away for a week and you told him to send you a video of him jerking off so that you could get off to it, he still thinks about that even years later).

I also think he sends you a lot of random pictures throughout the day actually? You don't have to respond to them, in fact he doesn't expect a response because he knows you're very busy at work. He just likes to send you things! Like how he baked a cake so he must send you a pic or he cleaned the lounge and sends you a pic.

He just loves keeping you informed on what he's doing. (I think Charles thrives on days where you work from home because he can basically in a 24/7 dynamic, getting his instructions from you and serving you and it's amazing).

I love the idea that the only way Carlos stresses you out is that he never tells you what to get him for stuff like Christmas, birthdays, anniversaries etc. Because he has everything he could ever want! And if there's ever anything else he wants, like some new clothes or new workout gear, then he'll just ask because you're his wife and your job is to provide for him. And of course you never consider saying no and getting him the thing for his birthday or Christmas.

And well... there's only so many times you can buy him new kitchen appliances before it gets ridiculous (you can basically count how many years you've been together by how many air fryers you have).

You feel so bad, because you always have to settle for some copout gift but carlos is there decorating the whole house and making a special meal and everything. He puts SO much effort into it, because he LOVES showing you how much he loves and appreciates you. Your birthday is a national holiday to him.

I also think you'll sometimes come home and he's made a big deal out of dinner for no real reason? The table is decorated and he's naked with a special plug in and his play collar, kneeling next to the table to sit with you while you eat and then be played with. There's no reason for this, he just wanted to do something for you.

And the biggest event of all is your anniversary. Because of course it is. It's the you became his wife! The most important day of the year in his opinion.

I like the idea that maybe you two don't go away on your actual anniversary, choosing to have a normal day at home instead and just really making sure to enjoy your time together and cherish each other.

Then, a week or two later, you'll go on a vacation together. Sometimes it's just a weekend away, other times it's a week or two, it just depends on how much time you can be away from work.

Carlos is overjoyed with any amount of time though, simply because it's time with his wife! That's all he could ever need.

And yeah the wedding was very much old money style. Knowing Carlos, he probably announced his plans to quit his job and become a house husband at the wedding? He has this long speech about how much he loves you and how excited he is for the rest your lives together and then just announced his retirement right there.

[myloveforhergoeson]

That's All She Wrote - Chapter 25

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Chapter 25: Living Dead Girl (2.5) ~ 12k

It wasn’t often Roxy came home from a long day so tired she had fallen asleep in the middle of a task. However, between her date with James and her hour-long FaceTalk with Jo to decide on a Halloween costume for her and Kendall’s party tomorrow night, the writer had been beyond exhausted, accidentally going to bed clutching the piece she had been working so hard on. 

After finally finding the time to have a dish session about her newfound relationship with James, and having enough information to exchange to hear all about Jo’s last date with Kendall, the FaceTalk was just what she needed. Roxy hardly cared anymore about what Camille might think, considering the two were still on the outs, so she decided not to let that be a determining factor in her relationship with Jo either. Camille would hear about all of it sooner or later - Once she felt confident enough to march to her friend’s door and issue a great big apology for breaking the unspoken girl code. 

They’d stayed on the phone far past Jo’s assigned curfew, whispering ever so quietly to keep her dad from hearing her as the pair pulled items from their closets to try and put together a makeshift Halloween costume for the party the boys were putting on for Roxy and Kendall. 

While Jo hadn’t found anything to her liking, much preferring to hear all the juicy details about why her best friend had been kicked out of Griffith Observatory, Roxy had discovered an old, white, forgotten dress she had picked up at one of her favorite thrift stores a few hours over from Duluth in Anoka, Minnesota after a small day trip with her dad. 

The floral lace designs across the portrait neckline bodice had called her name, though the skirt was far too long for her liking, extending almost down beyond her ankles. When she purchased it, at the low price point of five whole dollars thanks to a wine stain by the left shoulder, she had full intentions to alter it to fit her height better to wear to a school dance eventually, but never got around to it. All she could manage at the time was an impressive stain removal thanks to some bleach and detergent. 

Roxy hadn’t remembered packing it to take with her to California, but she was glad she did; As she told Jo about the beautiful charms James had gifted her, she took a pair of kitchen scissors to the fabric, cutting the intricately designed skirt up to look frighteningly tattered and damaged. 

Maybe I’ll drag the bottom through Palm Woods Park in the morning to dirty it up, she had told herself as she finally tried on her creation to show off to Jo. That’ll make me look even more like a ghost girl.

With her friend’s seal of approval on her alterations, the pair finally hung up the phone after the blonde mentioned speaking to Camille about her immense costume wardrobe. Just the thought of those two interacting, plus Roxy’s long day, had tired the girl out enough to sleep like the dead.

***

Glancing over at her bedside clock as her eyes slowly fluttered open, Roxy learned it was well past noon, so it would probably be a good idea to go check in with the boys to see if they needed any help setting up for the party. Getting out of bed was easy thanks to her excitement, though the writer was dismayed to find out she had fallen asleep in her dress.

Hopefully, I didn’t wrinkle the train… She thought, absentmindedly puffing the fabric up with both of her hands. No use in changing now if I’m just going to change later. Besides, so many actors live here anyway, it’s not like I’ll look out of place.

As she passed by her mirror, she noticed the state of disarray her hair was in from rolling over her covers all night and gently smoothed it out with her fingers as best she could, taking in the sight of the rest of her features. Forgetting to wash her face had done a number on her makeup, but the dark, black circles around her eyes from the crumbling mascara and leftover eyeshadow mixing actually added to her spooky costume. 

I can always redo it later…

As her eyes fanned out to the rest of her costume, it had turned out beautifully; The length of the dress and the way the strips of fabric curled around the floor almost gave off the illusion she was really a floating ghost. 

There was just one small issue - well, honestly, a rather large one - as her gaze popped back up to her neckline. Almost as fresh as the day she had bought the dress, the stain dripping down the shoulder was back, though, instead of the deep crimson color she remembered extensively scrubbing away at, this new stain was tinted a much darker brown. 

That can’t be…blood? Inching closer to the mirror, she pulled her hair off her shoulder, examining her skin around the site of the dress’ discoloration to find it perfectly smooth. I’d be…

Roxy couldn’t stand to finish the thoughts she had about a potential blood stain that considerable dried up on the side of her clothing. I must have spilled my soda while I was working.

It was at this time, that she caught note of something else as she looked back at her reflection in the mirror. The necklace her father had bought her was tightly clasped around her neck, proudly displaying the heart pendant, but the three charms her boyfriend had given her last night weren’t dangling beside it. 

Instantly, her hand flew to her chest, too terrified to even feel her heart skip a beat.

“No, no, no…” She muttered, trying to keep herself from falling into a full-blown panic attack. For a moment, she felt like she didn’t even need to breathe as she moved back to her bed, searching over the covers to see if they had accidentally broken off. “I knew I shouldn’t have slept in this…”

When she couldn’t find any of the charms on her covers, or the surrounding floor, she reached for her red duvet to pull it back…. And her hand went straight through.

She stopped. 

She stared at her completely vanished fingers.

She almost cried at the tingling sensation running up to her wrist, like her entire hand had lost circulation and fell asleep.

So, Roxy did what any rational person would have done - Pulled her hand up, wiggled her fingers around for a moment to wake them up, and reached for the covers again. 

Same result; Her hand sailed right through the comforter as if it wasn’t even there. 

Once again, it felt like her fingers were growing numb, but this time, she couldn’t pull away. Mind completely blank as she blinked a few times, the only thing she could focus on was the sound of someone screaming. 

It wasn’t until a few moments later, when she heard the door connecting her apartment to 2-J open, then her bedroom door as Kendall, Logan, Carlos, and James came barreling into her room, did Roxy realize she was the one who was screaming. 

“Roxy! What’s-” James, dressed in one of the most ornate gothic costumes the writer had ever seen, looked concerningly toward her, then to the hand she had lost to her bed before breathing out a sigh of relief. “Don’t scare us like that! You had us thinking that the spider was back…”

“Scare you?! Spider?!” The girl spat back, utterly confused, as she slowly realized Logan and Carlos were in their costumes too. “My bed is… a hologram or something! And- and I lost-”

Helplessly, she wiggled her arm around to show off her new vanishing ability, emphasizing the point she was trying to make about her strange situation. As if the covers weren’t even there, her hand easily cut through the space in which her mattress was, despite it looking as solid as it had the day she arrived in Los Angeles. 

“Ooh! Hologram is a new one!” Laughed Kendall, bundled up in as many layers of clothing as he could comfortably fit in, as though they were back in their hometown - freezing cold Anoka, Minnesota. “I think you said illusion the last few times.”

Anoka… We’re from Anoka?

Roxy didn’t know what was worse: This prank or her inability to believe her own intuitive memory and recall information as basic as her hometown. 

With a nod, Logan, made up as though he were a zombie, agreed, “It was ‘smoke and mirrors’ at one point I think…”

“For the love of God,” Roxy pleaded, earning a hiss from James on her last word. That little move allowed her to notice two large, porcelain fangs hanging where his canines should be. Had she not been so presently terrified, she probably would’ve been all over him by now if he planned to continue wearing his vampire attire. “Will the four of you tell me what’s going on, please? I don’t mind when you play tricks on Gustavo or Bitters but on me? That’s just cruel!” 

Unexpectedly, it was Carlos who spoke next, though his vocalizations were a garbled mess of grunts and groans that complimented his Frankenstein’s Monster costume well.

It took Roxy a moment, but eventually, as she processed the noises coming out of his mouth, she was slowly able to understand what he meant. It was almost like being stuck in French class back at Mountain Aire; She had to concentrate very hard in order to translate.

“Yes, Carlos, I know I’m a ghost. Not even one of you thought to compliment my outfit by the way…” She trailed off before she moved over to where her boyfriend was standing by the doorway, practically pleading with him to put an end to this stupid prank. “James, seriously, this isn’t funny just tell me what you did to my stuff-”

When she reached out to place her hand on his cheek, Roxy was expecting the heat that normally radiated off of him - she always loved how warm he felt - but instead, she watched her hand dematerialize through his entire face. 

At her touch, he let out a little, “Woo!” and that mostly covered up the second small scream the girl let out as she abruptly pulled her hand away, grasping at her wrist with her other hand as though she were holding some sort of dangerous weapon. 

“If my heart was still beating that would’ve made it skip… I only feel the cold when you touch me you know,” He murmured, though his hands didn’t move up to her waist like they normally would with his flirty comments. Instead, one traveled up to the left side of his chest and thumped against his skin a few times to imitate a heartbeat. “I always hate how bad ghost memory is - trust me, we re-explain this to you every few months - but I feel better every time because you always remember we’re together.”

“Months? We’ve been together for less than three weeks.” 

“Yes…” Kendall jumped in, sliding his palms into the sleeves of his flannel as though he were trying to hastily cover something up. “You’d been together for three weeks before you… died. But it’s been a little over a year now, right guys?”

“One year and one day exactly,” Logan informed her.

“But don’t worry, boo!” With a wicked flash of his fangs, James waggled his eyebrows. “I made sure our anniversary was super special.”

Carlos also added his own chaotic, “Every time you forget your memory, we get through it together - So don’t worry!” she understood him a bit quicker than she had before. 

Did the bolts sticking out of his neck just… spark?

About a million questions running through her mind, all Roxy could do was stand there and stare at her friends, mouth slightly agape. However the more she took in her surroundings, doing her best to understand what they were telling her, she was beginning to believe the illusion she thought her dress gave of her floating wasn’t actually an illusion. 

This is far too complex a prank… Even for them, She thought, reaching out to try and poke James in the arm. He let out another involuntary, “Brr!” as she watched her finger disappear into his paled skin. The James she knew would never allow himself to be such a pasty color, especially with the abundance of sweet sun at the Palm Woodsylvania. Not unless he can’t go out in the sun…. Wait, Palm Woodsylvania…?

There she went again, unable to trust her own fuzzy memory. 

Nodding in agreement, Logan sighed, “It’ll all come back in time… But man, you couldn’t have picked a worse day for a reset! We’re performing at Griffin’s big Halloween party later and Doc Rocque is breathing down our necks about a perfect performance!”

Inspecting closer, Roxy’s eyes raked up and down his beaten and discolored form, noticing a small shard of creamy ebony connecting one of his fingers to his hand and an even larger one connecting his arm to his shoulder socket. I know Camille’s a good SFX artist, but she’s not that good.

Something certainly wasn’t adding up, but she knew that her friends would never joke about a topic as serious as her own death. Roxy had known she could trust them since the moment they had met in their audition back in Anoka when she had forcibly inserted herself into their conversation and handed Logan back his arm after it had fallen off. 

That’s what happened? 

By now, the boys just stood around her room, cautiously eyeing each other before looking back at their assistant. It unnerved her greatly, but she did her best to ignore the way their gaze bore into her as she recalled more and more things that had happened to them after moving across the country to their spooky residence. 

The first full moon she had spent with Kendall after learning he was a werewolf, her short-lived fling with vampire Dak Zevon, keeping her favorite candles out of sight whenever Carlos came over, and of course, the very first time she had James had kissed backstage at the first ever Big Time Rush concert. Her memories were so vivid, replaying in her mind as though she was experiencing them for the very first time except… She was alive. 

Roxy could feel it too, the fear she had experienced when she accidentally tore Logan’s foot off at one of BTR’s dance practices, the cool plastic of her favorite guitar picks in her hand, and the marble-like feel of James’ fingertips tracing the outline of her face that made her heart completely stop. Things she would never be able to experience again; A fact she knew to be true, solely based on the completeness she remembered feeling in her past and the vast emptiness she felt inside of her now. 

That seemed like everything - Everything up until the night she supposedly shed her mortal coil and crossed over into the land of the dead. After that, everything was completely blank. An entire year of her life, gone. 

Those were her memories, the essence of who she was, and there was no way the boys could plant such ideas in her head. 

“So… We’re caught in some fucked up supernatural version of 50 First Stakes?” She finally asked, glancing at herself in her full-length mirror, trying to memorize every feature that made her so ghost-like in the first place. For a moment, she swore that wasn’t the name of the movie about the playboy vet trying to woo the artsy, vampiric amnesiac, but what else would it be called? 

Eyes casting downward momentarily, James cleared his throat, “It’s a pretty similar situation to ours, yeah.”

“And we’ll get through this together, because we always do?”

At the emphatic yes the boys shared, Roxy grew a bit more relieved at the situation she was facing, figuring that if she had been through this many times before, this time would be no different. 

If they told her everything was going to be okay, she knew everything was going to be okay. 

It wasn’t long after that, Kendall, Logan, and Carlos muttered different things they had to do in order to prepare for the party that night, quickly heading out of apartment 2-H, leaving the not-so-newfound ghost alone with her vampire. 

There was certainly a lot to process, but like most things related to Big Time Rush, there wasn’t any time to make heads or tales of her situation before moving on to the next issue to solve. 

Not quite sure how to move forward, Roxy sighed, longingly glancing toward her bed. Maybe if I just go back to sleep this will all be over… 

Eventually, her gaze shifted back to James, who was leaning on her dresser. Trying not to make it obvious she was jealous he was able to even touch it, she attempted to lighten the mood. “Well, they sure got out of here pretty quickly.”

“Mhm,” The vampire responded, taking a step closer to his assistant. A small smirk formed on his lips, one fang sticking out just a tiny bit. “That’s because they know you always ask me the same question when your memory resets.”

“If this happens to me so much, don’t you ever get tired of it?”

That sure wiped the smirk right off his face. 

With a hesitant hand reaching out to run through his slicked-back hair, James faltered, “O-okay, that’s a new one. New question, new question…”

Roxy would feel bad for catching him off guard if she could remember what the question he was referring to actually was.

“Um, no, boo, not at all. Not if it’s for you. We wouldn’t even be Hollywood’s first monster boyband if not for your support, so, we’ll always put in the work to help you out.”

Had she been able to conjure up some tears, they’d probably be welling in her eyes right about now. It felt a bit tragic all she wanted to do was seek comfort in the arms of a boyfriend who wouldn’t even be able to hold her. 

“Are you mad I lost the charms you gave me?” 

“Oh, wow, another new one,” He breathed, glancing toward the mirror on her dresser like he was expecting to see his own image in the reflection. If she didn’t know any better, she’d say he was even a little panicked. “The charms? No, of course not. They’ve… They’ve been gone for a while, but it’s alright! Don’t even worry about it.”

So forgiving, Roxy thought, though she vowed to keep searching as hard as she could to find them again. How the ghost necklace situation would end up was as mysterious as the state she had found herself in, but they’d be able to find a solution. 

Nervously wringing her hands together, the ghost did realize she had one more question for her boyfriend, though it was quite an awkward ask. 

When he noticed the tension in her mannerisms, James’ eyes lit up before he took another step forward. Gently he held his hand up, palm to the ceiling, and Roxy took this as her cue to hover her fingers over his. Not quite touching, but still able to connect in some manner. 

“Since we’re together… Are we able to…?”

If Roxy had a stomach it probably would’ve dropped when James shook his head. 

“Not like we used to.” His tone was solemn, but there was a hint of something else twinging his words as if not all hope was lost. “So, we make do with second best.”

When James leaned in slowly, Roxy actually found herself wanting to pull away - a feeling she had never experienced around him before. Though he was more the ghost expert in this situation, she had already determined she wasn’t able to touch things without phasing through them, so just what exactly was he trying to prove?

So, she floated there, petrified with wide-open eyes as his lips reached the space where hers were. 

Jumping a bit at the frigid cold feeling on his end, James knew this to be the right place to stop so he didn’t end up any farther in her form. 

By her standards, this kiss - if she could even call it that - didn’t feel like anything they’d shared before, the same tingling sensation she had felt in her hand as it passed through her comforter now rushing through her entire body.

It made her gasp, accidentally filling James with an even more freezing sensation before he laughed and pulled away with a shiver. 

“Not too shabby, first timer…” He joked, causing his girlfriend to playfully shove at his shoulder, only for her hand to go clear through his body and make him cackle even harder. 

***

One lap around the hotel with Logan, Carlos, and James, and Roxy’s memories of the grounds began returning to her. She had lived there for almost nine months before she had her accident, so many of the halls and places on the property were still just as familiar to her. 

While the pool wasn’t as enticing as it used to be - who knows what might happen to a stray, floating ghost if they got sucked into the drainage system - the cemetery was just as beautiful as it always had been. The neat headstones were well maintained by the maintenance people and the whispering willows were still doing their fair share of gossiping. Few things had changed, except for the addition of a few new undead residents.

Roxy had half expected to see her own grave out there, but she wasn’t looking all that hard. Since the boys had brought it up earlier, she hadn’t had time to process what being dead meant to her and she certainly preferred to keep avoiding such thoughts. To her credit, she tried to bring it up again and ask what had happened, the three of them simply whisked her away to their apartment and changed the subject entirely. 

I’m sure I’ll remember eventually.

Still getting used to her ghostly transparency, Roxy reached for the door handle to 2-J without thinking, only to have her hand wave clear through. 

“Ugh!” She vocalized, resigning to float through the wood as James opened it for the rest of them, “This is going to take forever to get used to.”

“I know what’ll make you feel better! Watching me go talk to the new hot guy down by the pool.”

Rolling her eyes as she spied Kendall aggressively trying to shave off all the fur forming on the back of his hands with a handheld razor while his mother and sister worked on their witch’s brew in the kitchen. Roxy sarcastically punched, “Wow, you always know how to cheer me up, James. Besides, you were the only one who saw him, so we don’t even know if he’s real.”

“You’re right! I mean - I saw him first, I’m a hot vampire… and I will bite you!”

Glancing back over her shoulder, she learned that the comment was meant more for his other friends, but she didn’t find the joke to be all that funny. Though her memory was still very hazy, from her time as a human she remembered having to be very careful around her vampire boyfriend; He wasn’t very good at exhibiting control once blood was involved in a situation. 

Though… Do Carlos and Logan even have blood? She wondered before Logan ended up changing the subject entirely. 

“Hey, Teenage Lycanthrope, want to practice our dance moves for tonight?”

Mrs. Knight and Katie’s worried glances over to Kendall confirmed the answer Kendall’s friends knew was coming. “Can’t! Gotta shave my arms and meet up with Jo.”

The wolf’s words confused Roxy, who slightly narrowed her eyes before looking over to her other friends to gauge their reactions. She was pretty sure Jo knew that Kendall was a werewolf. Back before, or so Roxy believed, she, Jo, and Camille had their own little “Supernatural Boyfriends” club as some of the few non-supernatural humans to live in the Palm Woodsylvania.

“Alright, but you’re going to look like a real idiot when you can’t do this!” James scoffed, whispering a small countdown from three. 

He, Carlos, and Logan all demonstrated the moves they had been learning for Griffin’s big party perfectly in sync until Logan went a bit too hard and his right arm popped clean off. 

The five of them watched as his detached limb soared across the room before landing smack dab in the middle of the Knight’s brew.

“Ooh, that’ll add some flavor!” Katie giddy cried, grabbing onto the arm and stirring the contents of their large cauldron with it. Whatever liquid was inside bubbled a bit, popping on the surface to release a bit of spooky fog on the top of the mixture. 

Since there weren’t any other witches at the Palm Woodsylvania Katie’s age, she and her mother were very close - Even going so far as to match their gigantic, black witches hats and adorable pumpkin aprons. 

As fast as his hobbling legs could carry him, Logan made his way over to the two of them in protest, before pulling his arm back out from the young witch’s hand. “You can’t use Righty for one of your smelly witch potions!”

“For your information, we are making a cake!” Mrs. Knight bit back, right before dumping a bucket of eyeballs into the cauldron. 

Sniffing at the air a bit as Logan reattached his arm, Roxy realized she couldn’t smell anything - disgusting or not. Time to cross smell off the list of potential ghost senses.

A bit of indistinct grunting to her left startled her a bit, but it was just Carlos trying to come up with a practice plan for all four of them.

“That’s a great idea!” Roxy beamed once she finally translated what he had suggested, “One of the conference rooms downstairs could totally be converted into a practice room.”

While that didn’t convince Kendall, it was enough for her to get the other three boys out of the room before anyone else became an ingredient in the Knight’s cake. 

As they traveled down the dark hallowed halls of the second floor to the screeching stairwell, the band’s assistant tried to learn more about Griffin’s event, though James, Carlos, and Logan were all too distracted with their own thoughts to consider hers. 

Roxy’s “Which song are you even singing tonight?” was overshadowed not only by the screams of the living staircase but by a multitude of text tones going off from Carlos’ phone as they reached the lobby. 

Like before, the boy grumbled something about Dr. Rocquenstien and Kelly wanting to see him before their performance began in about four hours. 

“Well, I’m coming too!” Chimed Logan, “Maybe Doc Rocque can keep me from falling apart.”

As if on cue, Logan’s right arm fell off again, eliciting a small gasp from James and Roxy. Hers at the sight of her friend’s literal arm falling off and his at the cold jolting through his body as Roxy reached for his hand without thinking. 

“See?” Logan went on, ignoring the couple. “You okay, Righty?”

From the floor, the disembodied arm shot his owner a thumbs up.

Barely even giving the zombie any time to pick his arm back up, James quickly pointed someone out as they walked through the lobby. “Hey! There he is!” 

Cutting across from the vending machine to the pool was a taller, incredibly handsome teen, waving at each Palm Woodsylvania resident he passed by. It was hard not to notice how perfectly his black tank top and camo cargo pants went together, complimenting his olive-toned skin and long, black hair. The only thing about him that seemed out of place was the large orange pool bag he had slung over one shoulder and the dark green duffel he took with him out to the pool. 

Yeah… Now I get it.

Putting his phone back in his pocket, Carlos mumbled about going to make a new friend and moved to head to the pool, but James’ hand quickly shot out to grab his shoulder and hold him back. “No, no, Flathead. You’ll just scare him off.”

“Don’t call him that!” Roxy hissed, sending one of her fingers through James’ cheek for a bit of temperature therapy before her boyfriend shot off after the newcomer. “Well, I guess that just leaves-”

Arf! Arf!

Making his presence clearly known as he raced through the lobby, Lightning the TV Wonder-Hellhound shot under the bottom of Roxy’s floating dress. While she remembered him to be a bit of a troublemaker, it appeared scaring her wasn’t his only plan - Lightning did a circle around Logan as well, catching the zombie off guard before he picked up Righty in his teeth and darted away. 

The exasperated gasp Logan let out would’ve hurt Roxy’s eardrums if she could still feel them. “Lightning, drop it! That’s my bone, not yours!”

As quickly as he could, the singer limped off after the hellhound while Carlos headed to the front doors to catch a car to Rocquenstein Records, leaving their assistant all alone in the lobby of the Palm Woodsylvania. 

So much for doing this together.

It certainly felt strange to be floating by herself in a space that felt so foreign and so familiar at the same time. Roxy remembered the first time she had walked through the lobby doors with her band, how their first few months in town had been exceptionally rough as they proved their place alongside the human boy bands, and all the chaos they had caused in the hotel in their wake… She wanted to see James again, alone, and ask him a few more questions about the gaps in her memory and her ghostly abilities, but as she looked out the glass panes to the darkened pool exterior, she noticed he was sitting by the new resident as close as vampirically possible. 

Roxy didn’t have a stomach, but she felt something in her unpleasantly turn, getting gnarled up and knotted at the sight of her boyfriend speaking to someone so human. There were many things about James she couldn’t get enough of, one being his penchant for physical touch. When they were alive, he could hardly keep his hands off of her, but in her present state, the two of them know that to be an impossibility. 

Could he be looking for another avenue?

The second the thought entered her mind, she shook her head as though she were physically trying to shake away her doubt. It wasn’t fair for her to doubt him, not after he had spent a year taking care of her.

Watching on, Roxy saw the new resident laugh at something James had said, bringing a satisfied smile to the boy’s face as a little bit of fang made an appearance. 

It reminded the ghost of the first time she had ever met James, at the Paramount Theater in Anoka.

“Excuse me, but are you from Tennessee? Because you’re the only 10 I see.” and his other lame pick-up lines hadn’t charmed her the first time, especially since her father had kept her sheltered from the supernatural almost all her life despite choosing to settle in the Halloween capitol of the world. It was only after she moved to the Palm Woodsylvania and grew closer with the band did she realize what a caring vampire he could be. Eventually, she finally allowed herself to be taken “For a bite” and one thing led to another…

Am I insane for thinking that’s what he’s saying to the new guy right now?

Someone grumbling her name pulled her out of her thoughts, whipping her head from her view of the pool back around to the monster in front of her.

With a sad smile, she cocked her head to the side, “Hey, Carlos, what’s up?”

Through an assortment of groans and rigid hand gestures, Roxy was able to gather that he was upset because the taxi driver he had flagged down didn’t speak his language and he needed someone to translate for him to get to Rocquenstein Records. 

“Oh, no problem, bud! I can help… I just… Don’t think I know how to sit in a car… or otherwise.”

After he reassured her it was easy, and a lot like hovering over the floor, he laughed a garbled little laugh that made her feel much better after sharing such a vulnerable feeling. It brought a smile to her face too, a real one this time as she reached out to pat his shoulder and guide him back toward the front of the hotel. 

At the contact, a few sparks shot out of the bolts on his neck, and he made a noise as though it tickled him a bit. 

“Whoops… Sorry.”

The garbled laugh came again, before a bit of clearer speech, “It’s okay, Roxy, I don’t mind!”

***

Long before arriving in the studio, Roxy and Carlos could hear Doc Rocque’s tell-tale evil laugh echoing down the long hallways of Rocquenstein Records. 

Like most days, the building was filled with an eerie fog emanating from whatever experiment their boss had been putting together. Normally, it was just a harmless potion or useless contraption made to appease his boss, the literal devil, Arthur Griffin, but something about the air told Roxy whatever he had been cooking up today was far different than usual. The bolts on Carlos’ neck sparked with each stiff step he took, suggesting the presence of more electricity in the space they typically used to record their songs or learn their new choreography. 

The short ride over to their place of employment had given Roxy a bit of time to further reflect on the memories she and Carlos had shared over the years as she watched him grow from a younger, playful simulacrum just tagging along to a pop star audition with his best friends to a dedicated, talented performer. It was almost like he was a brand new person on stage, trading in his rigid movements for smooth dance moves and rumbling words for perfectly pronounced lyrics. 

From their time hanging out in the cemetery together, she had learned so much about him, his creation story, and his three older monstrous sisters, but those were all memories she had from her time among the living. She had no idea how Ghost Roxy got along with him or the experiences they had been through together - Beginning with his challenge with doors and her inability to open them. 

Roxy had been so caught up in her own thoughts she hadn’t even realized they’d made it to the studio doors until Carlos walked straight into the glass; She was equally just as helpless to open the solid object. 

Thankfully, Kelly had heard the clatter from across the room where she stood with Dr. Rocquestein in front of a large machine and made her way over to assist. Beautiful hair in an updo today, Roxy admired just how big and poofy her curls were as two electric white streaks shot up the side. 

Does she know how perfectly those match her lab coat?

Neither she nor Doc Rocque spared them any greetings before the mad scientist lied about whatever scheme he had cooked up in order to get the boys to participate.

“Okay, Frankencarlos, time to play in the pretty funhouse!”  

Normally, Roxy would’ve objected to this, but the contracts the boys had signed on their first day of work granted them recording rights and permissions under Rocquenstein Records as long as they acted as willing participants in his mad science experiments. As long as Carlos voluntarily walked into the machine their boss had built, there wasn’t much she could do for him.

The contraption itself looked to be some kind of large, silver chamber with plenty of colorful lights, long pipes and wires, and fog emanating in the small room behind the sealed door. What it did was anyone’s guess, but Roxy was sure she was about to find out. 

Hesitantly, Carlos shuffled toward it, and Doc Rocque hit a large button on the side of the aluminum chamber to open the glass door for him. The sound it emitted was high-pitched, scratching at the ghost’s ears, meaning it was even more disorienting to her sensitive friend, who startled and began to slink back toward the door. 

Kelly’s quick thinking kept him in the room, pulling out two fresh corn dogs from the pockets of her lab coat and throwing them into the machine, “Get the corn dogs, Frankencarlos! Get ‘em!”

Even he wasn’t immune to bribery, especially at the promise of one of his favorite treats, so once the food sailed over his head and into the machine Carlos was quick to 180 and step into the foggy chamber. 

Once he was fully inside, the lab assistant screamed “Now!” prompting Gustavo to close the door, sealing Carlos inside. 

This was always the worst part of Doctor Rocquenstein’s experiments; The moment the boys realized they had fallen into his clutches and were helpless to stop whatever was coming next. 

Covering her ears as Carlos began to scream in terror, banging loudly on the glass door to the chamber, Roxy winced, keeping one eye open just to survey the situation and find out what her boss was about to do next. 

“I give you…” Dramatically flipping a large switch from a control panel next to the machine, the room dimmed as a handful of the lights around them let off blinding flashes. “Hot singing normal boy!”

Normal boy?

After a few seconds of electrical flare-ups thanks to copious amounts of harvested lightning from the storm outside and a few ear-splitting mechanical noises, Doc Rocque threw the switch again and everything went back to normal.  

Not even bothering to check the state of his frazzled lab assistant or his band’s assistant, he hit the button to open the door once more and waited to see what emerged from the fog.

That is… What didn’t emerge from the fog: A hot singing normal boy. 

As the chamber cleared, Kelly waved her hand around inside to see if she could drag Carlos out, but her hand never made contact with anything. 

When the three of them looked around, they spotted a black bunny rabbit on the floor, lazily munching on one of the corndogs Kelly had thrown into the machine.

“Well… He’s cute,” Roxy commented, trying to figure out how Gustavo was going to get himself out of this mess. With their performance in less than three hours, Big Time Rush was now down a band member. 

Picking up where the assistant left off, Kelly rolled her eyes before looking over to her boss “But not a boy.”

“I know that!” The mad scientist yelled back, beginning to understand just what he had done to Carlos on one of the biggest nights of his life. 

Unexpectedly, a fourth voice jumped into the conversation, a high-pitched, “You wanna be famous!” coming from the rabbit at their feet. 

The ghost sighed, wishing she could crouch down and cradle her little friend, “At least he can still sing.”

“Not like that he won’t,” Gustavo interrupted before calling to no one in particular. “Try again!” 

Once more, the door to the chamber was thrown and the switch beside it flipped but this time, Roxy didn’t find her concern to be focused on Carlos anymore. 

How many buttons off from ‘hot singing normal boy’ is ‘hot guitar playing normal girl?’

Of all her thoughts today, that one was almost as profoundly crazy as the situation she had found herself in. Waking up as a ghost, having a year of memories stolen from her, worrying about her boyfriend sneaking off to talk to some other guy… If she were normal again, certainly she wouldn’t have such things to worry about. 

And now she was thinking about James, wishing to run her hands over the soft velvet reds and blacks of his favorite cape, wanting to feel the marble-like coolness of his touch. Roxy could only hope he went off to help Logan or Kendall after talking to the new guy - Not taking him to any fancy restaurant to talk about their embarrassing allergies or the dumbest pasta shapes. 

Ugh… He’s gorgeous, but certainly not the best conversationalist…

As she fondly began to recall one of their first fancy dates together, she was thoroughly interrupted by the sound of one of the panels blowing off the side of the transformation machine, paired with two sets of footsteps filing into the room behind her. 

“Doc Rocque, you gotta help me!” The familiar sound of Kendall’s voice let her know he had arrived, and she turned to find Logan hot on his heels. 

No James. Of course. She thought, not bothering to hide her scowl as the pair made their way over to the machine. 

About halfway to Wolfman, it was clear the frontman was having a bit of a meltdown. “I need to be turned into a normal for the concert. No more werewolf!”

“And I need a new foot!” Logan added, pointing down to the one he had lost somewhere along the way. 

Their assistant even managed to float over to Gustavo and Kelly, throwing her hat in the ring, despite watching what the machine had done to Carlos, “And I need a corporeal body!”

Typically, when the band began to demand things of their producer, he didn’t take it well, but today, he just let out a maniacal laugh, “I gotcha covered because, with my new hot boy band machine, you will no longer be monsters for Griffin’s Big Night of Fright!”

While she didn’t like the emphasis Gustavo had put on “boy band,” Roxy wasn’t ready to give up hope just yet. 

“Observe!” He continued, pointing to the glass door. “New normal Carlos!.. I hope.”

Throwing the switch again, a wave of force blasted through the room as the lights dimmed, causing Roxy to throw her hands up in defense; A byproduct of still believing she inhabited a human body. 

When Doc Rocque had enough of his fun, he turned it back and the door slid open, but there were no noises from inside. Anxiously, the five awaited a human Carlos to walk out of the smoking chamber. 

Instead, a beautiful teenage pageant queen stepped out, a large poofy dress, a rose bouquet, crown, and all, took a few hesitant steps from the fog.

Of course, it didn’t take long for Logan and Kendall to turn to each other, waggling their eyebrows before facing the girl once more. 

“Ooh,” The two of them chorused. “Who’s that?”

With a roll of her eyes, Roxy coughed, “Pigs!” before poking the both of them. Much to her surprise, it made Kendall’s hair - normal and wolf - stand straight up on end while Logan’s left arm fell clear off.

“It’s Carlos!” Kelly cried angrily, driving a hand into Gustavo’s side. 

While the boys cringed, the supermodel spoke out in a series of grunts and groans as if to say, “Hey guys, it’s me!” before the lab assistant shoved her back into the machine. 

“Okay, too much pageant queen…” Doc Rocque thought aloud, typing something into the keyboard of the computer unit attached to the machine. “Alright, now we just press the red button and add more ‘y’ chromosome… Yowza!”

Again, the switch was thrown, and again the five waited to see the outcome. 

Half expecting a fuzzy green monster to pop out, Roxy watched in anticipation as the door opened up and her simulacrum friend came stomping out. If they couldn’t tell from his violent screams, his reckless, destructive motions toward Doc Rocque’s machine told those remaining all they needed to know about how it felt to be the test subject of this experiment. 

Carlos was going berzerk, crying, “No more machine!” over and over as he violently unplugged the keyboard Doc had been taking his notes on before turning to face his three friends. 

“Carlos smash!” 

Roxy, Logan, and Kendall were quick to get out of his way as he upturned another table in the lab, sending a smattering of medical tools across the floor of the studio - Making a mess the assistant instincticly felt she needed to clean up before realizing she wouldn’t even be able to grab the equipment off of the hardwood. 

On his way out of the studio, he was sure to knock one of the white, leather couches on its side, completely shatter the glass coffee table in the lounge, and throw the posters off the walls for good measure before escaping down the hall onto destinations unknown - Agitated and aggravated beyond belief. 

“Okay… Who’s next?” Doc Rocque tried to ease the tension, but none of his other three subjects were exactly willing. 

“I think I’m gonna pass,” Kendall replied, with his assistant nodding in agreement. 

Logan held up a decaying finger, pointing over to his rampaging friend, “Yeah, big pass here.” 

***

The ride back to the Palm Woods was completely silent, Roxy, Logan, and Kendall all worrying about their own separate issues while Kelly and Gustavo tried to work out a plan to get Carlos under control. All the while, still trying to figure out a way to get them seemingly normal before their big appearance at Griffin’s party tonight. 

Why would he even fund a monster band if he wanted a normal band anyway? Roxy thought to herself, but she knew her four friends had more talent squeezed into their monstrous bodies than any normal boy she had ever met. Though, she supposed it was just fortunate timing Doc Rocque had conveniently made this machine the day she had determined she wanted to be normal again too - If it was even at all possible. 

There were still many lingering questions she had about her situation and unfortunately, none of her memories from her death or her year as a ghost had ended up occurring to her throughout the day. All she got were flitters from the past, things about her band, things about her dad, things about her exceptionally ordinary life before she was whisked out of Anoka and out to the Palm Woodsylvania - Nothing that helped her at all. 

Once they arrived back at the hotel, everyone went their separate ways, leaving the ghost in the lobby once again. I hate it when they do that. 

However, it didn’t take long for her to spot James, running through the pool area as he was being chased by the handsome boy from earlier.

Oh, he better be a vampire slayer or I’m going to be so upset.

One perk of her ghost abilities, she discovered, had been the ease at which she was able to travel thanks to her floating, transparent form. While she hadn’t bothered to wiggle the fabric of her dress around and discover if she had legs or just a gaseous cloud under there, she was thankful regardless for the time walking through walls saved her as she shot off after the two, ready to give her boyfriend a piece of her mind. 

When she finally caught up with them in one of the hallways to the first floor guest rooms, she noticed the other boy had James pinned to the wall, wooden stake nearly driven into his unbeating heart before the vampire smirked a bit.

“A vampire and a vampire slayer walk into a bar-”

His superhuman strength managed to give him the upperhand as he reached out to grip the hunter by the arms and easily flipped their position. As the slayer hit their head on the back of the wall with an unpleasant thud Roxy was able to catch some sort of glint in his dark, smoked out eyes as he gazed over at James. 

Ugh! Just his type, tall, dark, and broody.

“The bartender says, ‘What can I get you two?’” The boy replied, before flipping the script once more.

With James up against the wall again, Roxy had about enough of watching this all play out. She didn’t like how much he looked like he was enjoying being hunted. 

“And the vampire says-”

“‘I have a girlfriend!’” Roxy interrupted from the end of the hall, crossing one arm over the other as she cleared her throat. “‘And she’s just about tired of watching whatever the hell this is.’”

The two boys snapped their heads in her direction at the sound of her voice, seemingly forgetting all about their tasks at hand. 

“Oh, man, time out!” James cried, flipping the slayer onto his back once again - this time holding him down from an arms length away - before addressing his ghost girl angrily floating toward him. “Hey, um, boo, now’s not really the best time. Kinda fighting for my life here.”

“I can see that, asshole. Having a good time?”

“Aw, don’t be like that, Roxy. I’ve gotta have a little fun with it! This is like the sixth hunter your dad’s sent after me this month.”

From his position on the wall, the hunter watched the vampire and ghost argue in front of him, brown eyes darting back and forth like he was following a tennis match. “Wait… Roxy? As in Somerset? Declan’s daughter?”

“What’s it to you?” The girl spat back, a bit creeped out the hunter knew her dad’s name, but her eyes still remained trained on  James. “And why’s my dad sending slayers after you anyway?” 

At that, her boyfriend nervous-chuckled like he usually did when he was anxious or didn’t want to answer one of her questions, still holding down his adversary as best he could. “Oh, I don’t know, maybe because I’m the reason his daughter moved far, far away from home and also maybe…” His eyes shifted back and forth between the two people facing off against him before sighing, “And maybe I’m also kind of the reason she died? Time in!”

With that, he took off running for the pool again and Roxy had half a mind to grab one of the stakes from the slayer beside her and hurl it through his back. 

I would if I could at his stupid cliffhanger, she angrily told herself before crying out in frustration. Without thinking, she found herself reaching out, placing her palm directly over the slayer’s face. Based on the reactions she got from her monstrous friends at her touch, she figured the consequences were probably a bit worse for a human. 

Even back in freezing-cold Minnesota, Roxy had never seen someone’s skin turn so blue at the cold temperatures. It scared her a little bit, the small but mighty power under her fingertips, before she pulled her hand away in shock, letting the slayer groan out a cry of pain before she shot off to the pool after James. 

The reason I…? 

Suddenly, the blood stain dripping down her dress from her neckline began to make a little more sense. There were a few fuzzy bits of a memory fighting the way to the forefront of her brain as she brought her hand to her now-tender neck, one of the only physical sensations she felt all day, only to pull it away and find her fingers covered with a vicsus, green-black substance. 

“Oh my, God,” She managed, passing into the open space as she continued after her boyfriend, trying to keep herself together at the disgusting sight. There was a faint hiss from ahead, meaning James had heard her words, that told her she was rapidly gaining on him. “Ew!”

Maybe she was lucky he stopped to talk to a decapitated and dismembered Logan on one of the pool’s many outdoor couches or maybe James was just tired from all the running he had been doing that day. However, she overheard Logan mention the Hot Singing Boy band machine and watched as James scooped up as many pieces of his friend as he could carry. 

As the band’s assistant, she was still inclined to help, but once again couldn’t manage to carry anything herself before she finally managed to catch her boyfriend’s attention by sticking a few fingers in his back.

“Agh!” James startled with an intense shiver, dropping Logan’s head back down onto the couch. His friend let out a high pitched whine once he made contact with the cushion again 

“James! Explanation! Now!” 

When he spun around to face her, his already pale face paled even more, eyes flickering down to her neck and dress, as he shot her a weak smile. The little flash of his fangs almost made her forget why she was so mad in the first place - That was, until he opened his big mouth. “I really hate ectoplasm… Boo, did you get any on my clothes just now?”

“You’re going to have a lot more than ectoplasm to worry about in a second-” She threatened, before the head on the couch beside them cleared his throat. 

“Um… Why is there some guy with two wooden stakes sprinting in our direction right now?” 

Logan’s nervous laugh was honestly a tad adorable, but he brought up a very important point: They needed to get out of the Palm Woodsylvania fast if they wanted any chance at getting back to normal. A hunter stopping them dead in their tracks would certainly throw quite the wrench into their plans. 

“I’ll explain later, boo. Promise,” James managed as he reached down to grab Logan by the hair.

Though she could tell he meant it by the sincere tone in his voice, she still wasn’t happy to wait. “Fine, I guess we can head out.”

“Not funny, Roxy!” The zombie reprimanded as he was being carried away through the lobby of the hotel. “Not funny at all.”

Well, she was certainly laughing when James turned into a bat, almost dropping Logan’s head to the carpet before clutching his black hair with his tiny little claws. The image of the zombie’s head flying down the sidewalks of Los Angeles, being carried by a bat and followed by a hovering ghost was one Roxy hoped she would end up remembering. 

***

By the time Roxy, James, and Logan’s head barreled into Doc Rocque’s laboratory most of the smoke from the experiments earlier had cleared and it appeared as though someone had made an effort to clean up after the mess Carlos had made. 

Based on the groan of annoyance their boss let out upon seeing his three employees, Doc wasn’t all that happy to see them, but it looked like he had finally managed to put his machine back together again. 

“Doc, you’ve got to make me normal!” James cried, mirroring the statements his friends had made earlier. “A vampire slayer is chasing me and Roxy is really upset with me-”

“Oh, boo-hoo, okay?” Logan’s head interrupted from his space tucked under James’ arm. “A hot guy is chasing you and your ghost girlfriend got some ecto on your cape… I’m just a head!”

The vampire’s eyes widened, turning to face Roxy, “I thought you didn’t get any on me!”

She stuck her hand into his side, fully covered with as much goo as she could slather on as Doc Rocque pointed to the inside chamber of the machine, “Get in!” “May I?” Roxy asked in ernest as she watched her thoroughly-chillded boyfriend and best friend enter the machine. “I’d like to be… normal again, too.”

Doc shrugged, typing a new command into his computer, “Only one way to find out if it works.”

In a flash she soared through the aluminum paneling to land herself inside, praying that this would reverse her undead curse and solve all of her problems. 

As James placed Logan’s head at his feet, he managed to scoot back a bit to stand by his girlfriend, shooting her an extremely apologetic look as Carlos and Kelly entered the room, dragging a sleeping, fully-wolfed out Kendall behind them. 

“You remember now, right?” James whispered to her. “You normally do after I mention it, just tell me now if you’re going to break up with me.”

Blinking a few times at his words, Roxy felt the fuzzy memories she had been focusing on so hard before finally unlock, the complete feeling she had sensed before rushing through her and telling her everything she needed to know about the night she had died. 

Clear as day, she saw herself spending her seventeenth birthday with her vampire boyfriend - a trip to the beach, window-shopping downtown, the observatory, and their time spent laying on the hood of her car as they watched the sun set over Los Angeles. 

As they talked about this and that, James had reached into the pocket of the cloak he had loaned her to keep her warm and handed her a small, wrapped gift. 

Almost as if she were watching a movie scene play itself out, not knowing what was coming next, she watched as she pushed it back into his hands, whispering into his ear that wasn’t the present she wanted this year as she pressed a trail of kisses down his neck. 

He had tried to tell her it was a bad idea, that he had never done anything like that before, but she wasn’t listening to a word he said, insisting over and over that she wasn’t interested in growing any older or wasting any more of her time as a human.

We can be young and free and together forever.

In the chamber, Roxy nodded as she remembered the promise she had made to him, ghostly hand desperately trying to clutch onto his only to pass right through. 

“It wasn’t your fault,” She told him, watching blankly as Carlos dropped Kendall to the floor of the machine. “I completely coerced you, and you tried to warn me-”

“I just need you to know it was an accident, boo. I really did want to be…. together forever.”

“Well,” Roxy trailed off a bit as she watched Carlos step into the chamber and Kelly and Gustavo make their final touches to their code. “Regardless of how this experiment turns out, I think we’ve still got a shot. Forever just might look a bit different than we planned.”

From the corner of her eye, she saw him nod and the faint smirk that allowed a bit of his fang to pop out returned. “The charms are in your dresser drawer by the way, still wrapped up in that cute little box. I won’t ask how you know what was inside, though.”

Roxy just knew but she wasn’t able to explain how. “I’m sorry about all the ectoplasm on your cape.”

“I’m sorry about the whole being dead thing,” James echoed.

Doing her best to float just a few inches higher off the ground, she pressed a ghostly kiss to his cheek as the chamber door slid closed, “It’s not all that bad. I’ve still got a lot to live for.”

The light dimmed through the opaque glass, though Roxy didn’t remember the floor rumbling quite so much during the first few trials as Doc Rocque flipped the switch. 

It was hard to describe the effects the machine had on her and her friends, feeling as though she was being completely torn apart while simultaneously being put back together. None of her time spent in the land of the living or the dead had prepared her for any such sensation and though she felt the need to scream, she had no way of doing so as the chamber worked its magic. 

After what felt like ages, there was a blinding flash of light before…

***

Roxy’s eyes flew open, flinging the comforter off her shivering body before letting out a few gasps for air, hands clutching tightly at the fabric of her costume in her hands.

Eyes darting around her room, she noticed the sunlight peeking its way though her closed blinds, illuminating small spots on the collection of band posters she had up on her walls. 

She was there, in the present, entirely whole, and most important of all, not dead.

Just to make sure, she patted at her mattress a few times, entirely ecstatic when her hand didn’t go straight through and she could feel the soothing silk of her red sheets under her palm. 

What a weird dream… I can’t stay up that late to make a costume ever again.

When she glanced into her hands, the dress she had fashioned for her and Kendall’s party was right where she had left it after her FaceTalk with Jo. The fabric wasn’t stained, the strips at the bottom didn’t curl, and she still needed to run the bottom through the park to get it all dingy and gross to complete the look. 

Maybe her dream had just been wishful thinking to have the best costume at the party. It certainly had been odd, however, she couldn’t remember a time she had ever had one so vivid and detailed.

On the nightstand beside her bed, she grabbed her journal and pen before scribbling out everything she could possibly remember so she could relay the message to her friends later while Big Time Rush’s newest demo “Big Night” ran through her head. 

I wonder if Jo will tell me to lay off the vampire romance novels for a while.

As she wrote down the key parts of her dream - the epic ghost look she would certainly do her best to replicate with make up tonight, the way her dad hired literal assassins to take out a guy who had hurt her, and the significance of the charms James had given her for her birthday - Roxy felt a bit childish when she reached up to her necklace to make sure they were still there. 

Feeling out all three, right next to the pendant where they should be, she felt an odd sense of relief before getting out of bed and walking into her living room. For a moment, she stared at the door connecting 2-H and 2-J, realizing just how early she had woken up.

Roxy wanted to tell James every single thing she could remember of her imaginative monster world but knew him well enough that he would be sound asleep at this time… That boy always bragged about his strict “beauty slumber” routine to keep his skin looking as refreshed and young as possible.

Just like a vampire.

Besides, since they’d started dating, Mrs. Knight made a rule they couldn’t be alone in each others bedrooms - If they wanted to be in the apartments, they could only hang out in the common, open spaces where anyone could see them at any point in time. 

Ugh. Stupid adult rules.

Though she heavily respected Mrs. Knight and the boundaries she had set for her defacto son, Roxy figured that she remembered what it was like to be a teenager. She probably had weird dreams she wanted to tell her boyfriend about too, and for now, that required the writer to go inside James’ bedroom.

I’m sure she’d understand.

So, she quietly pulled open the door to 2-J and walked down the hallway as sofly as she could, poking her head into the living room to see if anyone was awake. 

Much to her surprise, all of the Knights were up and eating breakfast. The smell of fresh pancakes, delicious fruit, and bacon wafted through the room as the three of them entertained a pleasant conversation about the party being held later. 

It was just her luck Katie and Mrs. Knight were sat with their backs toward the hall, so Roxy was tucked just out of sight, but as Kendall got up to grab some more orange juice from the fridge, she caught his eye. 

Silently, she tilted her head in the direction of the room he shared with James and held up all ten of her fingers. In response, he subtly nodded, before glancing at the digital clock on the oven and back with a wink. 

Both of them had understood the other perfectly. 

I need to talk to James, can you give me ten minutes?

Of course, take all the time you need.

As quickly as she had come, she ducked down the hall and made a right at the door to 2-H and then an immediate left to open up the door to the room the two boys shared. 

Since coming back from tour, she hadn’t been in James and Kendall’s room at all, but the boys had returned it to its former glory after the brief period Big Time Rush had spent broken up. Though Roxy shivered at the thought, she was pleased to see all the hockey posters and pictures with Jo on the walls and sports trading card binders littering Kendall’s desk and nightstand, along with a few clothing items on the floor the frontman probably definitely didn’t want her to see.

I’ll make fun of his Minnesota Wild boxers later.

On James side, there he was, tucked perfectly between his pillow and his duvet snoozing away without a care in the world. This was a rare time in which his girlfriend got to see him, completely unaware and perfectly content. He’d probably freak out if he knew his hair was messy, sticking up in a few places from the way he was laying, not that she’d ever tell him.

He had managed to get all his posters back up too, a few with sports people, but mostly those of hot, young movie stars to look at before he fell asleep, almost similar to the arrangement of his assistant’s posters in her room. Just to the right of his head, she noticed a few pages of sheet music tacked up, and she inched a bit closer to figure out what song it was for at the risk of waking him. 

Just as she read out the title “Boyfriend” a lock of her hair fell over her shoulder and tickled his face, causing him to shift in his sleep and lift a hand to scratch at his nose. 

Roxy held her breath, wanting to watch him sleep for just a little bit longer before she woke him up, and waited. 

Smacking his lips a few times, James shuffled again but didn’t open his eyes, giving her a bit more time to snoop. 

Beside the sheet music, she also spotted his ticket to American Idiot, their ticket to the planetarium, and when she dared to peek at the place his mattress met the wall, she noticed the small stuffed animal she had won for him at the carnival. 

It filled her heart with so much love she thought she just might burst. 

Young and free and together forever… She thought, reaching out to lift up the solid blue comforter before she crawled under to lay beside him. 

Her movements, of course, woke him slightly, and he popped one eye open to make sure none of the guys were playing a prank on him while he tried to get his beauty rest. When he noticed it was his girlfriend, he let out a relieved sigh and simply scooted toward the wall to give her some more room to lay. 

“Morning,” He drawled as his eye popped back closed, voice still so full of sleep Roxy had to really concentrate on the sound as she wrapped her arms around his waist, hands finding the hem of his shirt to slip under. 

Letting her hands splay out across his back as she squeezed him tighter, she settled into his side, she shared her own, “Morning. I had the craziest dream last night and I wanted to come in here and tell you all about it because I think this dress I bought in Anoka cursed me… but I’m suddenly really sleepy again.”

A few waves of laughter rolled out of him at how ridiculous her statement was, which she could feel coming straight from his chest. One of his arms caught her waist to pull her a bit closer while the other began to run through her hair as he told her, “That’s because you didn’t get a proper eight hours, babe.”

The assistant let his words settle, ringing in her ears as she focused on the boy beside her, trying to take in every little ounce of touch he could give her. Even though it was just a dream, she hated not being able to be close to him, so she did her best to compensate for now. 

“I had to finish my costume!” Roxy defended, though she felt her eyelids growing heavier with every stroke of his hand through her hair. “If we were having a best dressed contest I’d certainly win.”

“That title just comes with being the birthday girl…” He joked, though his words were starting to blur a bit. “And also… Just being you in general.”

Burying herself deeper into his chest, Roxy smelled a faint hint of tropical fruit and lime as she poked him in the side. “Well, just you wait and see! I’ll have earned the title through hard work, jerk.”

“D’ya…” Roxy felt James’ hand flex at her waist, trailing a bit down to her hip. He was trying very, very hard to stay awake. “D’ya know what you’re gonna wish for when Mrs. Knight brings out the cake?”

“Of course I do, but if I tell you it won’t come true.” 

“Whatever you… Say… Babe…” And with that she knew she had lost him, shallow breaths turning even shallower as he dozed back off. 

Relishing the warm feeling under her fingertips, Roxy resigned to shutting her eyes as well, focusing on the rhythm of her boyfriend’s heartbeat.

Young and free and together forever.

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thanks for reading <3 likes, comments, reblogs etc are always appreciated. i love to know that you think!

i'll be switching up the order of some of the episodes and taking a few out of the second season from here on out! just to help make a more time cohesive story :)

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Burning Bright

Chapter 13

Series- My Hero Academia

Pairings- Katsuki Bakugo/Original Female Charater. Eijiro Kirishima/Original Female Charater.

Current word count- 6561

Content Warnings- Graphic Depictions of Violence

MasterList

About a week and a half has passed since the Halloween party and while everyone was in class Yuka was in her room planning for their first training session with Shinso included in the group.

Yuka's grin grows as she finishes up any finishing touches on her plan and heads to the training grounds, texting everyone where to meet when class lets out. Cementoss helped set up multiple terrains before the group showed up as she trains on her own patiently, wanting to work on her own skills so she doesn’t keep feeling so weak all the time. 

Shinso is the first to show up after class since he has a simple hero costume and just his Persona Chords, “Hey.. I’m not too early am I?” Shinso looks around since no one was here yet. 

“Naaah just waiting for everyone to be ready and arrive, you’re on time.” She stops practicing and runs up to him with a big smile, “I hope you’re ready, 'cause I def am!”

Shinso puts a hand in her head, “You always are and always geared up to go when it comes to this stuff.” He quietly chuckles.

“Oi!” Katsuki walks up scowling at Shinso, his jealousy still buried under the surface the best he can but it’s getting harder over time to keep it bottled up. 

Yuka runs up to him excitedly and grabs and pulls his hand over to Shinso, “I’m so looking forward to today! All that’s left is Kiri and Kaida.” 

An excited squeal comes from nearby, Kaida comes flying into the training grounds with a wide smile on her face, Kirishima running in behind her with a toothy grin, “Look! Look at my new suit!” She excitedly spins around, tears in her eyes as she looks down at herself, “It’s perfect.” Her new suit was an homage to Midnight, her favorite hero, and her mentor in her first year before work studies began. 

The fabric was slick and fit to her body like a glove, accentuating her curves and squeezing her thick thighs, and even the little chub of her stomach.. Her feet were clad in a bright blue that came up her calves to look like flames, the fabric then turns into a deep blue that formed to imitate stockings that connected to a similarly colored body suit, the rest of her thighs were colored to look like skin. Under her bust is lined with black accents that separate the lighter grey color that covers her chest. The accent comes up the center of her chest and up her neck to make a high collar and hood that he currently has down. At her forearm are silver bands that lead into more skin-colored fabric before turning to silver again at her wrists that come to wrap around her middle finger.

Yuka turns to Kaida, “Oh my god! Your new suit looks amazing!” As she looks her over. 

“I’m in love with it.” Kaida lands on the ground with a sigh, “It came with a mask of sorts as well, but that's not exactly my style.” She smiles and wipes a tear from her eye. “I was there when she- I- This just feels right..” 

“That’s understandable.. we lost a lot of good people that day..” Yuka reflects on that massive catastrophe.

“Shinso puts a hand on her shoulder, “We did but luckily we all got stronger from it as well..” 

Katsuki pettily pushes his hand off her shoulder and gives him the side eyes as Shinso rolls his eyes at him, “So what’s the plan today?” 

“Ok, I’m gonna have us split into groups of two of a 2 v 3 and I kinda left to random chance so we are gonna split up with Katsuki-kun with Kaida and the rest of us in the other,” Yuka says with a bright smile.

“Wait... I’m alone in a group with.. Kaida..” Katsuki kind of dreading the carnage he can see in his head already. 

“HEY!” Kaida yells at him, “You’re one to talk! You don’t know anything about teamwork!”

“The fuck I don’t! I have worked well with people many times! Kirishima is my fucking witness!” Katsuki gets up into Kaida’s face. 

Kaida glares up at Katsuki, “Every time we have had to team up you never work with me!”

“You always try to boss me around!”

“Because you never come up with a plan! You just jump straight in without laying out a plan! It’s idiotic!” Kaida throws her arms in the air in exasperation.

“That’s because the best plans are best in the moment with raw instinct.. plans go wrong all the time so it’s best to be able to think on the fly!” Gritting his teeth to think she called him idiotic.

“How am I supposed to know your plan in the moment if you don’t tell me!?” Smoke begins to plume from her nose as her irritation increases.

“We learn to talk during the fight or situation! I don’t see how that’s so hard! Jiro and Kirishima and everyone else seem to be able to figure it out!” Katsuki crosses his arms, turning away from her. 

Yuka gets in between the two of them, “Maybe this is good this happened this way, maybe this will help you guys learn to work together!” Trying to spin it in a positive light. 

“Then actually tell me what you want me to do.” Kaida sighs, “I don’t want to get in your way and fuck up your plan but I don’t know if you don’t tell me. But Yuka’s right, maybe this will work to fix this.”

“Tch.. let’s hope so..” Katsuki begins some stretches and gets his body warmed up. Kaida follows suit in stretching herself and slightly fires off her quirk to make sure she’s completely warmed up.

“The rest of us are going to get ourselves prepared as well in the maze of terrain and I’ll say 10 mins you guys should be good to come and try to find us and the battle begins!” Yuka pumps up her fists.

As the three of them disappear deep into the terrain circling around each other and talking out a plan, “I know I can handle a lot of offensive attacks and deal with Katsuki and I know Shinso is good at background attacks and Kiri great at defensive abilities. We got lucky and are pretty balanced.” Yuka contemplates, “I was thinking I’ll take the front and Shinso in the back and Kiri, you be the line of defense for Shinso.” The boys nod in agreement and feel fired up.  

Shinso stood up and looked down at Kirishima, “ready then? Shall we find a place to set up?” 

“I’m ready when you are.” Kirishima smiles, slightly bouncing on the balls on his feet, ready to go.

As the boys go find somewhere to work as a good spot to be able to run the back line and Yuka sitting out in the open on the front. Her expression serious, ‘I’m not going to lose this time.. I refuse..’ waiting for Kaida and Katsuki to come in swinging. 

10 mins flew by fast, Katsuki slightly glaring back at Kaida, “You fucking ready?” 

“Ready as I’ll ever be.” Kaida nods at Katsuki, ready for him to take the lead.

“I’m already assuming the formation they took.. you want to take the front line or back..” Katsuki gets in blast formation after he hears what Kaida wants.

Kaida thinks for a moment, “I’ll take back, assuming they have a plan I bet they put Shinso in back so I’ll go from there?”

“Then you know what to expect from both of them? Then I’ll try to take care of Yuka quickly and try to give support when done..” Katsuki's grin grows with excitement.

“I've trained with Shinso and Eijiro more than I have Yuka, our chances are better if I go for them first.” Kaida smiles, getting in stance to run at Katsuki’s signal.

“Then let's fucking do this!” He blasts straight ahead to where he thinks Yuka would be waiting. 

Kaida begins sprinting before quickly launching into the air, watching Katsuki search for Yuka and moving to silently find Shinso, trying to keep herself hidden as she searches.

Katsuki runs into Yuka quickly as she was standing in the open, “I see you guys split up.. not a bad strategy.. but will she be able to handle them both and do you think you can beat me 1 on 1” Yuka says confidently ready to move at a moment's notice. 

“Why don’t we find out then!” Katsuki jumps at her using his flash bang preventing the use of her menacing glare, Yuka lifted her arms up trying to block the blinding light. 

Kaida pulls her black hood over her head as she moves through the shadows to find Shinso, stopping as she finally spots him standing with Kirishima. She watches the two move as she slowly moves to a closer hiding spot, deciding who to go after first. The sounds of Bakugo’s explosions alert the two boys to Yuka and Katsuki’s fight. Kirishima looks at Shinso and nods.

“Oh, Kaida!” Kirishima’s voice called out, but his lips hadn’t moved.  As she opens her mouth to respond out of habit her hand moves to cover her mouth as she makes eye contact with Shinso and her eyes widen. “Found you,” Shinso says in Kirishima’s voice, she could hear the smirk in his voice.

Katsuki reaches out to grab Yuka, but she was able to predict his movements and rolled under him, staying out of his grasp. Fueling her rage quirk to quickly pin him by his back onto a close by structure, “I refuse to lose this time!” 

Katsuki’s manic grin gets wider, “and neither do I!” Blasting the wall pushing Yuka, causing her to slide against the ground, and slamming her against the adjacent structure. Yuka grits her teeth and refuses to give up so easily. 

Shinso sends his binding cloth towards Kaida, “Hope you're ready to lose!” Switching back to his own voice. 

Kaida quickly dodges the cloth and throws her hand in his direction, sending off a series of fireballs toward him. Kirishima quickly hardens and jumps in front of Shinso, blocking the fire from hitting him.

“Thank you!” Shinso backed off a little to get a little distance back, “Why did you do that to me Kaida?” Shinso switches back to Kirishima’s voice hoping to catch her off guard. Kaida grits her teeth as she glares at Shinso, making the quick decision to charge at Shinso, ready to punch him with a ball of fire around her hand, only to be met with Kirishima’s arm, and his toothy grin that always makes Kaida want to melt.

‘Not right now, focus.’ She thinks to herself and punches Kirishima again, him only shielding himself against each heated punch.

Yuka uses her quirks speed to her advantage after pushing him off her, “If you don’t want to lose you better catch me if you can!” Katsuki sets off his explosions at the highest speed he can, Yuka disappearing every time she is about to be in his grasp as he growls in frustration. “Come on Katsuki-kun~ show me what you got!” 

“Ooooh, you’re asking for it now!” Katsuki aims his gauntlet at her and it's also conveniently towards Shinso and Kirishima, quickly pulling the pin and a massive explosion hurls at them through the whole arena. Yuka barely dodged it, if it wasn’t for her increased speed she would’ve been blown away. Then her eyes widen seeing the path of the explosion, “Shinso! Kirishima!”   

Kaida’s head turns just in time to dodge Katsuki’s explosion, jumping back as Kirishima takes it head-on and doesn't move a muscle as he holds his hardening. Shinso uses his binding clothes to try to pull himself out quickly and barely escapes the blast, dust filling the air. Shinso instantly gets an idea knowing Kirishima was caught in the blast and everyone’s visibility is now low, “Kaida!” Shinso makes Kirishima sound in pain, “Help!” 

Kaida panics and dives into the explosion’s debris to find Kirishima, “Kirishima! I’m here! Where are you?” Her voice is panicked as she whips her head around to find him. Her eyes go blank and hollow as Shinso’s brainwashing sinks in and he tells her to land in front of him and Kirishima. Kaida does as she is told since she lost all control of herself and Shinso uses his binding cloth to tie her up tightly with no chance of escape then releases his quirk letting her wake up. 

As Kaida’s consciousness is brought back she looks around dazed, when she tries to move her face turns to irritable when she can’t. When she looks down at herself she purses her lips in thought. Kaida ignites her hands and tries to burn the fabric, only getting more frustrated when it won't light, growling as her attempts keep failing. Shinso turns to Kirishima, “I’ve got this, go help Yuka..” Kirishima nods and runs towards Yuka and Katuski. 

“You’re a bitch.” Kaida mumbles, still struggling in the bindings and glaring at Shinso.

Shinso lets out a soft chuckle, “I’m sorry?” with a big smirk on his face. 

“You should be! I was really worried about him…” Kaida says as she looks at Kirishima running to help Yuka, “I wanted to keep fighting him too…”

“I mean that was kinda the point so my quirk works.. If I don’t get creative my quirk would be useless..” Shinso watches her carefully, “And this isn’t the last time you will ever get to fight him..” Kaida gasps and smirks, focusing on Shinso and lifting him into the air with her quirk. “Shit!” Shinso quickly released the bindings, cause if he was pulled into the air that would be a major problem. 

Kaida laughs and unravels the bindings from her body, “Later, Shinso!” She says before flying off towards Kirishima, keeping Shinso suspended in the air. When she reaches Kirishima her arms wrap around his waist, “Got you~” She giggles and easily lifts him into the air, before letting him go and letting him float. “Let’s just stay here, yeah?” She smirks at him and quickly kisses his lips before moving just out of his reach, and knowing he can’t move she just laughs to herself.

Shinso tries to catch his balance and push himself towards everyone, Yuka noticing in her peripherals that Kaida has them stuck for now, trying to think of something to help them. Katsuki flew at her, “You should be paying attention to me!” 

Yuka dodges him and with her strength and speed jumps towards Kaida, tackling her to the ground and attempting to pin her arms behind her back, “You guys alright!?” 

Kaida struggles under Yuka, heating her hands up, and tries to burn Yuka. “Get off!”

“Yeah, I’m good!” Kirishima yells, trying to move through the air but only being able to somehow spin himself. 

Shinso attempts to brainwash Kaida again but with Katsuki’s voice, “Why are you getting in the way DUMBASS!?” 

Kaida keeps her mouth shut as she glares up at Shinso. Katsuki rammed his shoulder into Yuka’s blind spot knocking her to the ground. Kaida quickly rolls away from Yuka and stands, throwing fire at Yuka when she gains her balance, “Thanks Kacchan!” 

“Then stop getting caught!” Katsuki sends sparks flying as he zooms towards Yuka as well, Yuka surprised by Shinso’s bindings pulling her up into the air away from them and Yuka lands nearby pulling Shinso back to the ground. 

Kaida raises Kirishima higher into the air before moving to punch Shinso with a ball of fire, aiming for his stomach to try to knock him back. Yuka steps in blocking the blow as she remembers all the hits to her stomach from before, Shinso attempts to run off to get distance. “Fuck..” Yuka’s thoughts racing as she tries to think of what to do. 

Katsuki’s attention still locked on Yuka, not giving a shit where Shinso goes. “You thought you could run from me!?” 

“Not at all! but wanted to help my team where I could..” Yuka on guard with both of them in front of her now. ‘Shinso I hope you have a backup plan..’

“You got Yuka?” Kaida looks at Katsuki who nods before she begins to run after Shinso.

Shinso tries to find a place to hide and gather his bearings with a plan to hopefully help them both. ‘If only there was a way to brainwash them both at the same time..’ 

As soon as Shinso is in her sight she begins to throw fire at Shinso, the first ball flying past right next to his face, and the next catches him in the shoulder. Shinso kneels in pain gripping his shoulder and gives a sharp inhale through his teeth, unsure how he can move forward with a plan with Kaida stuck to his heels. ‘I’m sorry Yuka… I may have failed..’

Kaida catches him and lifts him into the air again, staying just out of his reach as she lifts him up to the ceiling along with Kirishima. Katsuki uses one of his abilities ‘Landmine Blast’ to bring up a large amount of dust and smoke, making it hard for Yuka to see and he runs up to her quickly. Yuka’s mind falters from the abrupt move from Katsuki, he grabs her wrist and even though she tries to pull away she was unable to break his grip as he twists her around pinning her to a wall with his other hand on the back of her neck. Yuka lets out a small cough at the impact, “Shit..” 

“Does this mean we win?” Kaida yells down to Katsuki and Yuka.

Katsuki leans up to Yuka’s ear, “I don’t know does this mean we win~”

Yuka grits her teeth and she tenses up since she is unable to shake him off in the position he has her pinned down, “I guess so..” 

Katsuki yells up to Kaida, “She admits defeat~” 

“Woohoo!” Kaida smiles and throws an excited fist into the air, “Hell yeah!”

“Does this mean I can come down now?” Kirishima whimpers, staring longingly at the ground.

Katsuki lets Yuka go as she stands with her shoulders slouched and hands clenched, ‘Why can’t I keep up with him.. I just can’t get a win..’ Yuka gets lost in her head.

Kaida lowers herself, Kirishima, and Shinso down to the ground with a proud smile on her face before she turns to Kirishima, “You aren’t hurt at all right?”

“No, I'm ok!” He picks up Kaida to which she giggles and kisses him, “You did so good babe! I’m so proud of you!” He showers her with praises between each kiss.

Shinso runs up to Yuka, “Are you ok?” he tries to look into her eyes which are locked to the ground. 

“I’m fine..” Yuka says quietly. 

“You sure? I know-” 

Shinso gets interrupted by Katsuki, “If she says she is fine, I’m sure she’s fine!” His head a little clouded from the elated feeling of victory. 

“But..” Shinso still worried with how she always was her own worst critic and her pride her own worst enemy. 

“I’m fine!” She shoots a small glare at Shinso, and he looks down at the ground as he feels a little guilty, “Let’s just get ourselves cleaned up and I’ll let Cementoss know we are done.”

Katsuki wraps an arm around her shoulders, “A bath sounds amazing right about now!”

“I could also go for a bath.” Kaida smirks at Kirishima, a playful look in her eyes, “But first! Celebration boba!” Kaida cheers, earning her a laugh from Kirishima.

“You don’t even want to get changed first?” Kirishima teases.

“Nope! A hero suit like this deserves to get showed off.” Kaida smiles as Kirishima places her back on the ground.

“I’m gonna go ahead so I can call Cementoss and jump in the bath..” Katsuki lets her out from under his arm so she can run off ahead. 

Once she is out of earshot, Shinso shoots Katuski a glare, “You’re an idiot you know that..” 

“Excuse me!? What the fuck did I do!?” Katsuki instantly got up in Shinso’s face.

Shinso stands unfazed by Katsuki, “Do you really not notice how she talked and carried herself after all that!? She doesn’t handle loss well and you were tactless and oblivious to it with your love of winning!” Shinso flicks him on the forehead, “You say you care about her so get your shit together..”

“You’re starting to really piss me off!” Katsuki’s jaw clenched, “You keep claiming you know her best and all this shit yet you're not with her, I am!” Sparks flying in his hands.

“Hey guys let's calm down!” Kirishima quickly runs over to them, “Take a deep breath, and simmer down.” He tries to calm the situation with careful and soft words.

“I’m not trying to make a fight.. I just want him to be more aware of what he is doing..” Shinso looks back at him as he starts to walk away with a disappointed look on his face, “And I only claim to know her because I’ve known her for years compared to your measly time you have spent together and you clearly haven’t picked up on certain things still.. Do you need everything spelled out for you?” 

Katsuki seething with anger, “Or how bout you butt out since you lost your shot!” Stomping behind him since the exit was in the same direction even though he doesn’t want to be around him even for a second longer.

“Katsuki-” Kirishima begins after him only to be pulled back by Kaida who watches Katsuki carefully.

“I’m sorry Ei but there is no taming that beast at this point.” She mumbles to Kirishima.

Katsuki and Shinso return to their respective dorms to get washed up and get their hero clothes off and relax for the rest of the day. Kaida and Kirishima return to the dorm with their boba, a wide smile on Kaida’s face, “Did you see those kids when we were walking around? They looked so excited to see heroes and that makes me so happy.”

Kirishima smiles at her, “How could they not be excited when seeing you, Beauticool?” he chuckles as she blushes.

Katsuki lounges on one of the couches by himself, “You guys finally back?” Katsuki chuckles, “Don’t you want to get changed?” 

“That's the next step, first step was boba.” Kaida laughs as they make their way further into the dorm. 

Yuka still sitting in the bath, lost in thought as she skims the surface of the water with her hands and lets out a heavy sigh, “I’ll never catch up will I?” 

The door slides open with an excited hum before a surprised, “Oh!”

Yuka turns her head towards Kaida, “Finally getting washed up?” her eyes looked a little tired. 

“Yeah, we just got back from getting boba.” Kaida smiles as she gets into the bath with Yuka, “Good job today!”

“I don’t know.. Doesn’t feel like a good job.. I can’t stand losing and I want to prove my worth to be by Katsuki’s side.” Yuka thinks over everything she would’ve done differently if she could, “How can a loser stand by his side, I’ll end up holding him back..”

“That's not true!” Kaida stands in front of Yuka in the bath, “You are great and strong and amazing! You guys are amazing together and I can see how much both of you have grown together! Never think that you’re holding him back.”

“Thank you.. I really appreciate hearing all that..” Yuka holding her arm with one of her hands, “I’m trying to get better about these stupid negative thoughts but they are hard to shake sometimes. Clearly, Shinso noticed but I figured if I pushed it down it would go away eventually.. I’d hope.” Yuka tries to take a deep breath.

“It’s better to talk about your emotions than bottle them up and push them down. When you do that you’re gonna hit a breaking point and it’s not gonna be a good time.” Kaida sits back next to Yuka and looks at her earnestly, “I am always here for you, if anything is bothering you or you need to just talk or whatever I am here for you no matter what.”

“Thank you again.. It means alot.. It really does and yea I know I have had many breaking points growing up when I had no one to lean on and doing what I can to change these bad habits, but you know how stubborn habits like to cling on” Yuka let out an awkward laugh.

“Trust me when I say I understand.. But I’m here to help that habit, I will poke and prod and beg until you tell me what's wrong.” Kaida pokes her with a giggle.

Yuka lays her head on Kaida’s shoulder, “I super appreciate you and all that you guys do for me.. I hope there was no fighting after I left but I just needed to breathe and just wanted to get outside for some fresh air without thinking.” 

Kaida lays her head on top of Yuka’s, “A little bickering but nothing I’d be too worried about, and you're perfectly fine for leaving when you did, you were doing what you needed to do for yourself.”

“That’s a relief and I know Shinso was probably worried though and upset with me.” Yuka sighs, “He probably has blown up my phone with texts to be sure I’m alright.” a soft chuckle leaves her lips.

“I’m sure he has.” Kaida sighs, closing her eyes.

Yuka sank half her face under the water blowing small bubbles in the water, ‘I hope Katsuki isn’t upset with me..’ upset with herself for not being able to keep a cool head.

“I'm sure he's not upset with you! He’s just worried about you!” Kaida answers as if Yuka has spoken those words aloud.

Yuka slowly brings her head out of the water slightly squinting at Kaida, “Did you just read my mind?” 

Kaida looks at Yuka, thinking before speaking, “Did you not say that out loud?”

“Nooooooo? Pretty positive I didn’t..” Yuka now starts to question if she did or not. 

“That’s new.” Kaida looks up at the ceiling, trying to think if this has happened before, “I mean, I’ve accidentally projected thoughts before but I don’t think I’ve read thoughts before.”

“Well, it’s good news that you're getting stronger..” Yuka’s eyes widen, “oh god my gutter of a mind is not safe anymore!” She slightly panics. 

“I didn’t do it on purpose! If I train it I’m sure I won’t just pick up on your thoughts.” Kaida tries to reassure her.

“That’s fair but congrats on your powers growing!” Yuka gives a big grin. 

“Yeah! Thank you! I should call my mom, I know she’ll be excited.”

“Most definitely!” Yuka stands and stretches and gets out of the water and grabs a towel and starts to dry herself off. 

Kaida follows suit and quickly gets ready to leave the bath, “I’ll talk to you later, k? Call or text me if you need me!” Leaving the bathroom and heading to the elevator to take her to Kirishima’s room, excitedly calling her mom as she waits for the elevator.

“Will do! And if you need any help with your quirk let me know!” Getting dressed before she runs out of the bathroom and notices Katsuki still sitting on the couch, wrapping her arms around his chest from the back of the couch. “Sorry did I leave you waiting for too long?”

“Naaaah not at all” Katsuki pulled her arm down, having her climb over the couch to sit with him, “Does your head feel any better..” kissing her forehead.

“Yea.. took a breather and organized my thoughts” Yuka looks up at Katsuki with a soft loving expression and unable to stop himself, he leans in giving a deep kiss while brushing her hair behind her ear and resting his hand on her jawline.

Yuka pulls away with a soft smile, glancing to the side, feeling them being stared at as they get glared at by Mineta and Denki on the other couch. “Can we go to your room? It’s creepy with them staring..” Katsuki nods with a chuckle as they get up to leave as Yuka flips them off as they walk away, and can feel Mineta fuming, she laughs waiting for the elevator. 

They finally make it to his room and pulls her back into a kiss, Yuka feeling her phone go off. She tries to reach for it in her pocket, but he grabs her arm, “Check it later..” Katsuki says in a low growl while he presses his body against her tighter and his arms wrapped around her. 

“I’m sorry but is it ok if we lay down for just some cuddles tonight?” Yuka nuzzles into his chest. 

Katsuki places a hand on her head, “of course.. let’s get some rest and your requested cuddles” he says with a small smile and they crawl into bed. Katsuki spooned her with his face resting into the nape of her neck and his warmth and steady breaths helped her fall into a deep sleep.

[outsideratheart]

104 Alexia

A/N: Happy Halloween, here’s your treat.

WARNING: Smut🔞

104 Alexia “ive never wanted to fuck someone as badly as i want to fuck you right now”

You were one of Barcelona’s summer signings. The team thought that you would be shy and that it would take you a while to settle into your new club but they couldn’t have been more wrong. You took to the Catalonian city like a duck to water.

A few weeks pass and you were a still a mystery to most of the team but more so to Alexia. She was the only one that actively tried to get you to open up. Truth is she had a huge crush on you before you joined the Spanish club and now that she got to spend almost every day with you, that crush grew tenfold.

She wanted to ask you out but backed out everytime. Now was the perfect time though because it was Halloween. She could hide her feelings and say it was a team night.

“Y/N” Alexia called out to you after training. “Me and the girls are going to a Halloween party tonight and I wanted to invite you?”

“Ale” the midfielder loved that you picked up the nickname the team called her but somehow it sounded better in your Brazilian accent “I already have plans”

You mumble an apology before jogging to the locker room.

“So?” Patri asks.

“She has plans” Alexia slumps down into her locker whilst glancing our at yours to find that have already left.

Later that night the Barcelona girls arrive at the club all in costumes.

They are escorted to the first floor which has been closed off to both the men’s and women’s teams. Even with the music blasting and her friends begging for her to have a good time, Alexia cannot stop thinking about you. You had only been in the Barcelona 2 months and you had been training hard since the day you got there, double sessions both in the gym and on the pitch. Alexia couldn’t work out how you had the time to go out and socialise enough to have met people to go out with tonight.

“What about her?” Jenni points out a girl on the dance floor.

Alexia watches the girl dance with two of her friends. She is dressed in red jumpsuit, a black lace bodysuit and some combat boots. The girl turns around and is wearing a Salvador Dalí mask, she must be dressed as one of the Money Heist robbers.

It is only when the girl and her friends take off their masks does Alexia’s mood perk up.

There you are dancing with Neymar and Dani Alves, your fellow Brazilians. Now that she listens she recognises the song, it was one you would play in the locker room.

“What are the chances” Alexia mumbles to herself.

She allows herself to watch you. The way you dance and how you are with your friends, it isn’t the same way you act around her.

When you see her it is as if there is a spotlight shining on her because it is like everyone else in the club becomes a blare.

You point at her then use you finger signalling her to meet you at the bar. Whilst waiting you order two shots, one for you and one for your captain.

“Hola chica” Alexia says as she sits on the bar still next to you.

“You look beautiful” you’re not sure what comes over you, maybe the alcohol was finally in your bloodstream.

Alexia blushes at your compliment. Clearly she wasn’t expecting it either.

“For you Wonder Woman” you pass her a shot.

“Eyes” you tell her and straight away you know she has no idea what you are talking about.

“If we don’t make eye contact whilst taking the shot we will have seven years bad sex”

“Well we can’t be having that” Alexia says playfully

“No we can’t” you mimic her tone.

You order both yourself and Alexia a drink as she tells you about what is was like growing up in Barcelona. You find yourself leaning in closer, hanging on every word she says. You hand rests on Alexia’s bare knee but you pull away when you realise that you are crossing a line. Much to your surprise Alexia grabs your hand and puts it back on her leg only higher. You wanted to know if she was feeling the same as you so you decide to test the waters. Whilst your hand rest of her leg, your thumb begins stroking her inner thigh, just above the knee.

“Do you want to dance?” Alexia asks you when she hears one of her favourite songs play through the speakers.

She stands, holding her hand out.

“Lead the way”

One thing you loved about Spanish music is how sexy it was. You find yourself in the middle of the dance floor surrounded by strangers all too preoccupied with their own life’s to care about the two of you. Much to your surprise, Alexia is front of you and places your hands on her legs but you move one to her stomach so that you can pull her close to you.

Your hips move in sync and in beat with the music. Alexia soon starts to grind on you and you feel her breathe hitch when you place a few kisses on her neck. Wanting to feel your lips on hers, Alexia turns so you are face to face before crashing her lips into yours.

“I’ve never wanted to fuck someone as badly as i want to fuck you right now” you mumble between kisses.

“What’s stopping you?” Alexia pulls away but it is clear that she wants this just as much as you do.

“Tomorrow”

“Don’t think about it. Focus on right now”

You don’t need to hear no more as you grab her hand pulling her towards one of the private rooms.

You close the door behind you and make sure it is locked. As soon as you turn around Alexia lips are back on yours.

“I want you” her words are stuttered.

You push Alexia backwards to the sofa. She falls back and you end up straddling her with her hands roaming your body before taking place on your bum. She squeezes it which causing you to grind on her.

“Tell me what you want Alexia”

“I want you”

“Want me how?”

Even with the alcohol coarsing through your veins you still need her to to say it.

“However you like” Alexia says starting to frustrated.

You sink to your knees and hike up her skirt. You take your time as you pull down her underwear before tossing them aside, you had no need for them.

“So wet already” your tone is laced with smugness.

“Y/N, I don’t like to be teased” Alexia tells you and it almost feels like a warning.

“Good because I don’t plan on wasting anymore time”

Alexia whimpers when you use your tongue to play with her folds.

“Keep going” she says as if you were going to stop,

Her moans get louder and louder as you begin sucking her clit.

“There, don’t stop” Alexia moans.

Your hands grip her hips tightly to keep her in place. When you feel alexia’s fingers tangle in your hair you know she wants more, if that’s not enough to persuade you the feeling of her thighs squeezing against you definitely does.

You pull away but Alexia can still feel your breathe against her sensitive core.

You know that she has to be close but you want to look her in her eyes as she reaches her climax. Whilst you kiss her your fingers take place of you tongue. Your fingers are pumping at a quick pace whilst you kiss alexia and you tongues battle for dominance.

“Y/N I’m so close” Alexia says.

You were full aware of this as you as feel her walls tightening around your digits.

“Cum for me baby”

And as if Alexia was waiting for you permission, she cums within seconds. You slow your pace as you allow Alexia to ride out her high.

“That was” Alexia struggles to find the words “I have never experienced an orgasm like that”

“I aim to please”

You help Alexia clean herself up then decide to go back to the dance floor.

“I want to take you out on a date?“

“I don’t know if that is a good idea”

“Ok no date but at least let me return the favour”

“Oh so you don’t want to eat out, you want to eat me out?”

“Something like that”

[redheadspark]

hawuu could i request druig with “did i scare you?” - “no!” and halloween party

A/N: This is cute cute! Thanks for the request, anon!

Boo!

Summary: You lost your boyfriend at a Halloween House Party. Luckily, he finds you first.

Warnings: Just some fluffy fluff

"Hey! Have any of you seen Druig around here?"

Kingo gave you a questioned look, holding his red solo cup and dressed as Julius Caesar, "I thought he came with you? You lost him already?"

"You know how Druig is," Gilgamesh said in a snort, dressed as a wrestler as he shrugged at you, "You loose him for one second and he'll wander off for the rest of the night."

"That does not help me," You commented.

"Last time I saw him, he drifted over to the back out to the yard," Kingo explained, making you smile and move on while Kingo spoke on, "At least make sure he doesn't scale the house again!"

"That was one time," Gilgamesh snorted as you were weaving through the crowd of people, clad in costumes from head to toe, as Monster Mash was blaring in the background and the stench of light beer and stale candy was filling your lungs. Your own outfit, a bad attempt of being Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz with a whicker basket and rugby converse shoes to boot. Kingo was throwing this party at his house, showing a massive turnout of fellow classmates from the college down the street. It was a fun party, but you were missing out on your boyfriend.

The ever loner in your group.

"Jesus, Druig," You grumbled as you were moving through the kitchen, seeing a few kegs being used religiously by some of the jocks and party animals. You could see the back door that lead to the back porch, one of the spots where you knew Druig would hang out from time to time when you both came to hang out at the house. It was a safe haven for your group to go to: Saturday Night movie nights, Tuesday afternoon study sessions, even Sunday morning pancake breakfast around the massive table or out in the yard. You loved this house, even with a bunch of strangers moving around in it.

You were focused on your boyfriend though.

Finally, you made it outside and felt the crisp air on your face and skin, the coolness of the night was inviting in comparison to the heat that was rising in the house thanks to the bodies in there. You could hear the silence of the backyard, only the muted muffled music inside the house was heard along with the rustling leaves from the wind. You shivered a bit, looking around at the darkness of the backyard. Maybe he wasn't out there after all, since there was no real sign of him being there. He had to have snuck into a quieter room since massive parties weren't his scene.

"BOO!"

You yelped, turning around and seeing none other than Druig chuckling at you as he was perched on the railing of the back porch. His costume was of Tom Cruise fro, Top Gun, solely as an excuse to wear his aviators and his leather jacket.

Coming to this party was mostly your idea, since Druig would rather be at either one fo your places reading a good book or having some great snacks from his favorite dive. Plus, he never rubbed off real well with the popular cliques that Kingo and Ikaris were involved in, mostly because Ikaris was an ass to him. But you promised it would only be for an hour at the most, needing to get some socialization for him. But thankfully, he wasn't as bad as Phastos, who despised parties.

You sighed, leaning against the pillar behind you as Druig cocked his head at you.

"You scared me to death, Druig! Damn you!" You huffed, leaning over to take off his aviators as he grinned wickedly, "And you're outside in pitch black, there's no need for these on your face!" "Eh, they make me seem mysterious," He hummed, though his blue orbs were shining under the porch light, "Besides, it was getting too rowdy in there for my taste any who,"

"Which is why I came out to find you. Gil said you would be out here, and I had to check on you and make sure you weren't setting anything on fire," you explained, walking over to stand in front of him as he was still perched on the railing, peering down at him and grinning from ear to ear. It was nice to have him alone, even outside in a crisp autumn evening and a party roaring inside the house.

Druig stayed still, but as you were leaning a bit closer to him, breathing in his deodorant and the sweat on his clothes, along with the leather on his jacket and the small scent of beer on his lips, it made your head spin for a moment.

"Why Dorothy, are you trying to make advances on little ol' me?" He asked, his cocky grin was back on his face as you raised on eyebrow at him, "I would never," You replied in your best Dorothy voice, Druig chuckling as you reached up to rearrange his collar on his leather jacket, "How about we blow this joint and get some real food in your stomach, not this cheap beer Kingo opted for,"

"It's only been twenty minutes," Druig reminded you, though he grinned as you shrugged.

"The party blows anywho," You explained, Druig eyeing you up and down before he nodded his head.

"Sounds great, M'Lady," he replied, hopping down from the railing to land on his feet before he leaned in to give you one swooping kiss. You grinned against his lips, feeling one of his arms go around your shoulders and the other framing your face. You loved how he kissed you like this, passionate and yet gentle at the same time. From the first time you kissed on the University lawn last year, he would take your breath away every time.

"Come on, Dorothy, let grab some food and go back to your place," He joked with you, lacing your hands together and you both walked down the back porch steps.

"We should tell Kingo we're leaving," You reasoned, but you were following him willingly as he took out his phone to text the host. He tapped a few times, making the message short as he was humming to himself.

"There, done," He replied, sending the message as he shoved his phone in his pocket. You both walked down the hallway, your head on his shoulder while he kept a arm around your You were about to go onto the sidewalk when you head the front door open abruptly.

"YA'LL BARELY STAYED FOR 20 MINUTES!"

"Goodnight, Kingo!" Druig said behind the pair of you, you giggling as the front door slammed shut and you walked amongst the fallen leaves on the ground. As the moon was making its' way higher above the top of the trees, you are feeling warm and soothed without being congested at the party itself. Sure you were having a good time.

But your night was better with Druig.

The End.

Autumn Prompts

[saeyoungchoismaid]

The brothers’ reaction to MC wearing an occult symbol

Genre: angst?, fluff Warnings: Belphie’s has earlier lesson spoilers. Y’all know the one  A/N: Writing Satan’s reminds me that I want to write hcs or fics where the whole demon thing is more realistic. Ya know like they kill people and that sort of thing but n e ways-

Lucifer:

it only took him a second to get a weird vibe from you 

well, not actually you but an energy coming from you 

once he gets close enough to you, he starts to feel his skin crawl

he looks over your being before spotting a hidden chain disappearing into your shirt

“May I?” he asks, bringing his hand close to your neck and pointing at your hidden necklace

you look down in confusion before realizing what he’s referring to 

“Oh. Uh, yeah, sure,” you reply confusedly but agree nonetheless 

he hesitates for only a second before grasping the necklace and pulling it up

he clenches his jaw when the chain starts to burn him, his fingers quickly releasing it once the hidden pendant is on the outside of your shirt

your eyes widen in shock when you see his red fingers pull away from your neck, a frown coming to your face 

“Ah, just as I thought,” he says softly, staring down at your chest

you flush and look down, spotting your necklace for everyone to see 

“I’m not sure if you know this or not but that pendant is actually an occult symbol. It wards off demons and burns them when they touch it. It’s honestly probably a good idea to wear it until everyone gets used to your presence,” he informs before taking a step away from you 

you gently pick it up between your fingers, staring down at it with a frown

“Oh, okay,” you say softly

you didn’t like the thought of hurting anyone but he has a point. They’ve already explained to you that not all demons are friendly with humans, so some might try to attack you 

guess this pendant will be useful during your stay 

(don’t worry. You eventually take it off for Mr. Grumpy Pants)

Mammon:

he always gets uncomfortable being too close to you but not for the reasons you think 

this man is a SIMP, okay?

he wants to be near you 24/7 but physically finds it hard to do so 

it takes him a while to figure out why though 

one day, you wear a low-cut shirt and there lays a necklace around your neck 

of course, this man looks STRAIGHT at your chest because woughnwgwg exposed skin 

but then he notices the necklace 

do you always wear that?

“Heya, (Y/n). Do ya, uh, always wear that necklace?” he asks you after pondering on it for a while 

it would make sense as to why his skin always crawls and why he feels like he always has an itch he just can’t scratch 

you look down at the necklace and smile, picking it up between your delicate fingers

“Huh? Oh, yeah. It came with a Halloween costume I wore last year and I guess I liked it enough to always wear it,” you reply as you look down at it before letting it go 

he grunts and stares at it, trying to make it combust with his eyes alone 

“Do you think you could stop wearing it?” he asks softly

this makes your eyes widen, a small pout gracing your smooth lips 

“What? Why? Do you not like it?” you ask quietly, disappointment filling your tone 

and, of course, Mammon panics 

“What? No! Well, kinda. Not for the reason ya think though! It’s jus that it’s an occult symbol, meaning it’s used to keep demons away,” he sputters out before eventually getting to his point 

at this, your face becomes crestfallen 

“Oh. That’s why you guys always seem so nervous and uncomfortable around me...” you mumble

before he can comfort you, you take it off and move to throw it away 

“I won’t ever wear it again then,” you promise with a warm smile 

Levi: 

he knew something was off about you but he wasn’t sure what it was until the TSL competition 

just like the others, he felt itchy and maybe even a little sick when he got too close to you 

but you were so nice! and pretty! and smart! 

he couldn’t help wanting to get to know you better

when the TSL competition happened though, he ended up being blinded by jealousy and attacked you 

he got close enough to grab you by your shirt 

the thing is, your necklace flew out of your shirt when he tugged you forward and it fell across his hand

he hisses and pulls away from you, looking down at the red lines now adorning his skin 

this calms him down a bit surprisingly

you, on the other hand, were still freaking out 

“I’m sorry! What just happened? Are you okay?” you ask as you gently cradle his injured hand 

he stares at you in confusion before it converts to awe 

he just attacked you and you’re still worried about him 

yeah, he’s in love 

when he doesn’t reply, Lucifer steps in 

“Your necklace caused the burn. It’s an occult symbol, meaning it wards demons away. Guess it worked in your favor just now.”

“I’m sorry,” Levi says quickly after Lucifer is done talking 

he then swears that you won’t need to wear it around him anymore, feeling guilty for attacking you 

Satan:

this smart demon knew what he was feeling right away 

he’s read enough books to know that you probably have some sort of occult symbol on you somewhere 

he doesn’t bring it up though 

he’d rather hangout around you and feel his skin crawl and for his skin to go ice cold than to have you take it off and risk you getting in danger with other demons 

not that he’d let that happen. He’d skin someone alive before letting them close enough to hurt you 

once you two start getting closer though, you notice that if you try to hold his hand or to cuddle into him on the couch while watching a movie, he flinches away from you 

it breaks your heart, really 

which he instantly notices and realizes he has to talk to you about before he loses you 

“Darling, can I see you in my room for a moment?” Satan calls to you as you walk past his room, your heart skipping a beat as the pet name rolls off his tongue with ease

once you enter, he asks that you close his door, which causes you to grow nervous and excited at the same time 

once the door is closed, he starts to explain the whole situation to you 

he can’t even finish his explanation before you’re ripping it off your neck and throwing it away into his trash bin

he chuckles as he stands, meeting you by his desk where you threw the necklace away 

he bends over to take it out of the trash, grunting when the necklace burns him 

before he can hand it back to you, you snatch it out of his hand

“Why would you do that?” you cry in despair, your free hand cradling his injured one 

he smiles at you and squeezes your hand while his free hand comes up to bring your head up 

“Because I still want you to wear it when you go out. It would just be nice to be closer to you without it, my love,” he coos, making you gulp at how close he is to you 

you nod your head though and place it in your pocket, noticing the goosebumps covering his arms 

“I’ll go put it away in my room and then we can cuddle,” you declare

Asmo:

bruh 

he notices it right away because of course he tries getting close to you right away 

he gets a foot away from you and that’s when he feels it 

he pouts as he stops his prowl towards you, trying to shake off the feeling of unease and nervousness

which is definitely a new feeling for him 

he backs away from you and finds that those odd feelings are slowly fading away from his body 

weird 

he doesn’t really understand what it is until much later

he kept his distance but still flirted like a madman

which apparently worked since you liked him 

so, when he decides to ignore the weird feeling and goes to kiss you one day, his hands gently rest on the side of your neck as he kisses you 

well, he didn’t actually get to kiss you seeing as the chain burns his hands and he pulls away with a sharp gasp 

you both stare down at his red hands in silence, trying to process what just happened 

before you can even react, one of his hands come back to your neck and snaps your necklace off of you 

“Asmo!” you screech, going to pull it out of his grip when he throws it across the room

as soon as it’s out of his hand, his hands gently clasp your cheeks before smashing his lips to yours 

after a spicy makeout session, he briefly explains what your necklace was before going back to kissing you 

Beel: 

my poor baby didn’t understand what was going on 🥺

he’d go to give you a hug or offer you some food and found it impossible to be close to you 

it upset him immensely 

my mans likes to show his affection physically AND verbally like a legend 

but he can’t get closer than a foot to you before he starts to feel a different kind of pit in his stomach 

it wasn’t until you came to one of his games that it all became clear what was going on 

he made the final point needed to win the game, all of his teammates knocking against his helmet and lightly shoving him 

when you came over though, they parted like the red sea for you 

you squeezed Beel into a hug and it felt perfect other than the weird feeling that comes over him 

he moves to wrap his arms around your shoulders, his body suddenly jolting away from yours

your eyes widen at him, your heart lurching up in your throat 

did you make him uncomfortable? But it seemed like he was going to hug you back? 

he grabs your hand and starts to drag you off the field and away from prying eyes  

you try to ignore the butterflies in your tummy from his hand holding yours 

once you two are alone, he lets you go, which causes the butterflies to instantly die

“(Y/n), do you think you could get rid of your necklace?” he asks nervously 

he’s afraid that he’s being too selfish by asking this of you 

your brows knit together in confusion, looking down at your necklace that you’ve been wearing for a couple of months now 

“What? Why? Do you not like it?” you ask worriedly, bringing your hands up to touch it 

he explains what happens to him when he gets near it, his eyes shining with sadness 

“Oh, why didn’t you just say so? Of course I can take it off,” you say as you go ahead and slip it off and place it in your pocket 

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to,” he reassures 

“I want to,” you reassure right back

Belphie:

so yeah, your necklace ended up saving your life 

when Belphie was released and turned out to be deceiving you this whole time, things went downwards really quickly 

when he moved to choke you, your necklace burned his hands

he pulled away in shock, giving his brothers time to jump in and save the day 

once everything was sorted out and he apologized, you two slowly became friends

he resented what he did and that necklace of yours

he’s sure that after what he did, you wouldn’t trust him enough to take off your necklace 

and for a while, it was true 

you would tense up around him, make excuses to leave, etc.

once you two got past that “hey, sorry I tried to kill you” stage though, things started smoothing out

when you two started to like each other though, he hated that necklace even more 

it got to a point where he wanted to cuddle and kiss you so bad but he didn’t have the confidence to ask you to take off the pendant 

luckily for him though, you took it off yourself 

“Where’s your necklace?” he asks curiously when you come up to hug him, his body instantly sensing the difference 

“I wanted to be able to hold you like this without you looking like you wanted to die,” you tease half playfully 

he blushes as he wraps his arms around you 

he never realized how transparent he was until now 

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Harry Potter Masterlist 2

FIRST MASTERLIST HERE

** indicates smut

Harry Potter x reader

Self-Critical- After a raid goes wrong, Harry finds solace in your arms and the bath...

Better**- Your plans got rained out, but you don’t mind...

Better Than Treacle**- Better than treacle, now that’s saying something...

Safe Now- When he’s with you, he knows he’s safe...

Secrecy- It has to stay between you, it just does...

On The Line- Harry won’t risk your life...

Wrong Order- Harry doesn’t regret last night at all...

Caught- Sex in your parents’ house isn’t a good idea...

Just Be Yourself- Harry gets some relationship advice from his godfather...

Under The Stars- A warm summer night under the stars...

My Baby- Sometimes, Harry needs to hear how much you love him...

In Time- It doesn’t feel real yet, but it will, in time...

Just Another Teenager- Harry’s just another teenager...

Pretty Damn Cool- Harry teaches you to cast a Patronus...

Hermione Granger x reader

SFW Alphabet

NSFW Alphabet**

Fred Weasley x reader

A Little Bit Of Fun**- Fred decided to have a little fun with you today...

Perfect**- There are so many words to describe your boyfriend...

Sweet- Complementary desserts and diamond rings...

George Weasley x reader

For Years- He’s waited for 2 years, he’ll love you for so many more...

Pay Attention- George can’t seem to pay attention at Order meetings...

SFW Alphabet

NSFW Alphabet**

Flying- You conquer your fear of flying...

Cat and Mouse- George thinks your costume is positively adorable...

Charlie Weasley x reader

Being Married To Charlie HCs

Charlie As A Dad HCs

Domestic Life w/ Charlie HCs

Dating Charlie HCs

Bill Weasley x reader

Being Married To Bill HCs

Smut HCs**

Yet**- You haven’t gone that far yet, but tonight, you will...

Oliver Wood x reader

Mo Leannan- Oliver’s training sessions run late...

The Alchemist- He’s not the best with words, but he’ll tell you how much he loves you every day...

Not A Beater- Oliver isn’t a beater, that’s for damn sure...

Not As Beautiful As You- Oliver takes you to a beautiful waterfall, but it’s not the most beautiful thing there...

Busy Week- You’ve both been so busy and you miss your boyfriend...

Victory**- You help Oliver celebrate after winning the Quidditch Cup...

Tom Riddle x reader

The Only Exception- Tom doesn’t care that you’re muggle born

The Dark Lord and His Dark Lady- While he sometimes doubts, you are his and he is yours...

Anniversary- Yours and Tom’s third anniversary...

Draco Malfoy x reader

A Different Side- Draco can let his walls down around you...

The Price Of Being A Malfoy- You’re everything his family isn’t...

Lucius Malfoy x reader

Real Love- Lucius truly loves you...

Regardless- Lucius doesn’t care what anyone else thinks...

No One Better- He thinks that after all he’s done, you deserve better...

Work Of Art- Your art is the most beautiful he’s ever seen...

Satisfied**- Lucius’ cock always leaves you satisfied...

Whenever You’re Ready- Lucius adores you in every single way, but he’ll wait until you’re ready...

Being Insecure About Small Breasts w/ Lucius**

Heal Your Broken Heart- Your heart’s been broken, but Lucius wants to fix it...

Sex w/ Lucius HCs**

Day Off**- Lucius takes a day off, and spend it teasing you...

Never Felt Like This- Lucius has never felt like this about anyone...

All Yours- Lucius gets jealous, even though you’re all his...

Star- Lucius never realized how famous you are...

I Am Yours- You’re disheartened when you find out that Lucius has mistresses, but he is yours and yours alone...

SFW Alphabet

Watch Yourself**- When you’re feeling down, Lucius shows you just how perfect you are...

NSFW Alphabet** 

Lucius w/ a Virgin Reader HCs**

Lucius Comforting a Sad Reader HCs

Jealous/Possessive Lucius HCs

Ruined News- His actions ruined your good news, not that he’d care at this point...

Kissing HCs

Lunch Break**- You visit Lucius on his lunch break...

Oral HCs**

Pretty Girl**- You like it when Lucius tells you how well you’re doing...

All Of You**- You’re ready to give Lucius all of you...

So Good**- His teasings fell so good, but you need more...

Body Worship HCs**

Lucius As A Soft Dom HCs**

Collar- Picking out your first collar...

Rules**- You broke a rule...

Newt Scamander x reader

Second Niffler- Newt and Phil see your form for the first time...

Never Felt Happier- Newt has never been happier than he is right now...

Sham- Newt will remind as many times as he has to: you are not a sham...

Always Protect You- Newt won’t let anyone or anything hurt you...

Not Always Innocent- Newt always assumes they’re innocent...

A Few Drinks- After a few drinks, Newt has to remind you that you’re together...

Still Like You More- Newt is afraid to take you into the case...

A Fire Burning In My Heart- You feel exactly what the lyrics say...

Trying To Tell You- All week, you’ve tried to tell him...

Racing Hearts- You make his heart race, and he makes yours race...

His Shirt**- Newt can’t resist you, seeing you in his shirt...

That Time Of The Month-Newt takes care of you during your period...

Take Care Of My Baby**- When Newt wakes up hard, you take care of him...

Pretty Kitty- Animagi take on traits of their forms, but Newt doesn’t know about yours...

Lonely- Newt’s been working constantly on his book...

Lost Niffler- A lost niffler leads to a new relationship...

Jealous of the Niffler- He knows it’s silly, but he’s still jealous...

Cedric Diggory x reader

I Know I’m In Love- Cedric had an amazing afternoon...

Make A Move- He knows how you feel, but he’s waiting for you to make the first move...

Back To Her- He was so scared he wouldn’t come back to you...

A Bit Nervous- Cedric’s a bit nervous to ask you to the Yule Ball...

Spicing Things Up**- It might not have been a very productive conversation, but you’ve certainly spiced things up...

Life After- You both dream of a life after the war...

Broom Cupboard- The Head Boy and Girl caught snogging...

NSFW Alphabet**

SFW Alphabet

Here (TW: ABUSE MENTIONS)- Your brother shows up at Hogwarts...

The Golden Boy’s First**- Cedric’s first time...

Neville Longbottom x reader

December Afternoons- A picnic in the snow...

Spin The Bottle- Fred and George introduce a muggle party game...

Soul Marks and Nifflers- He was afraid he’d never find you...

SFW Alphabet

NSFW Alphabet**

Staying In**- The two of you stay in today...

Lily Evans x reader

New Record**- You’ve never done 5 before...

Chilled- Quidditch in the cold...

Oral HCs**

Braids and Patroni- Lily braids your hair while you work on your homework...

Burnt**- You get a bit distracted while Lily’s baking...

Broken Hearts and Friendships- You won’t put her through that stress anymore...

SFW Alphabet

NSFW Alphabet**

James Potter x reader

Dating James HCs

Best/Worst Things About James HCs

Serious James HCs

Domestic Life w/ James HCs

Oral HCs**

Sirius Black x reader

The Man I Fell In Love With**- He’s changed, but he’s still the man you fell in love with...

Got It Bad- Though Gryffindor lost, Sirius is extraordinarily happy...

Home Safe- They both come home that night...

Her First Match- You wouldn’t miss this match for the world

Handsome- You see Sirius shirtless...

Distracted- Your thoughts are anywhere but the meeting...

Part 2: Puppy**- Sirius knows how to please you...

Oral HCs**

Want Him**- He wants you and you want him...

First Christmas After- His first Christmas as a free man...

Take Care Of You**- Sirius needs you to take care of him...

Jealous/Possessive HCs

Blankets- The heat’s out, but you don’t mind...

Sentenced- Halloween night in Godric’s Hollow...

Starlight- Sometimes, Sirius can’t believe he’s really home...

Padfoot’s Lament- Now he’s free, but you are gone...

A Nap, Interrupted**-  Sirius interrupts your nap, but you’re not upset...

My Idiot- Sirius thought it was a good idea to climb the Whomping Willow

Our House, Our Home- Your house doesn’t smell like home, which distresses your Omega...

Picking Out Your Baby’s Name w/ Sirius

Sirius Black Reacting To You Telling Him “I Don’t Date People Prettier Than Me”

Convince Me- He’ll spend the rest of his life convincing you he’s not a player if that’s what you want...

My Good Puppy**- Sirius’ behavior has earned him a reward...

All I Need- You don’t need dates or fancy dinners...

Seconds Away- Death was seconds away from both of you...

Face**- Sirius wants you to sit on his face...

1,095 Days- Three years, and this is how you’re repaid...

SFW Alphabet

A Hero’s Death- Sirius finds out what really happened to Regulus...

Return The Favor**- Sirius’ stamina is a bit low, but you don’t mind...

Can’t Hurt You Here- He doesn’t quite believe it yet, but nothing can hurt him here...

Different Scent- Sirius comes home, but your scent is different...

The Art of Distraction- Sirius is infinitely skilled in the art of distraction...

Hellscape- These raids are dangerous...

Brother’s Best Friend- Dating your brother’s best friend, what could go wrong?

Out In The Open- It’s all out in the open now...

Enjoy The View- You get a glimpse of your man fresh out of the shower...

Failed Exam- He’ll always be there to make you feel better...

Remus Lupin x reader 

Rough and Hard**- As it turns out, Remus isn’t always so tender...

Hurt (platonic)- When you’re hurt on a mission, Sirius jumps to a conclusion...

Vacation**- A week of relaxation...

Dating Remus HCs

Creatures Of The Night- You’ve known since you met...

Best/Worst Things About Remus HCs

Moony’s Needs**- Moony needs you...

Part 2: Pack- You’re part of his pack...

Domestic Life/ Kids w/ Remus HCs

Being Insecure About Small Breasts w/ Remus

Confident, Lycanthropy Accepting Remus HCs

Dating Remus Since 4ht Year & Being Couple Goals HCs

Oral HCs**

The Rest Of Your Life- Graduation’s almost here...

Getting Eaten Out From Behind HCs**

Mornings w/ Kids HCs

Tomorrow Isn’t Promised**- Tomorrow isn’t promised, but right now, you can push those thoughts aside...

Spanking In The Dorms/Prefect’s Bathroom HCs**

Sex At Hogwarts HCs**

Recuperation-Like every month, you care for your lover after the full...

My Forever- You’re his forever, he knows that for certain...

Honeymoon HCs

The Marauders Coming To Visit Your New Baby HCs

Her Big Bad Wolf- The annual Gryffindor Halloween Party...

The Healer’s Day Off- Every month, you take time off to care for you love...

Scents- Your scent changed, and Moony isn’t quite sure why...

Grind**- Remus finds you when you don’t show up for dinner...

The Forest- A trip into the forest gone wrong...

Mine Alone**- He’ll let him watch, but you’re his and his alone...

Pink- It happened with no words...

Nicknames- Remus discovers your new favorite nickname...

Panda In The Forest- This bear definitely doesn’t belong here, but Moony knows who it is...

Vulnerable**-Sometimes, Remus can let himself be vulnerable...

Transformation- Remus is suspicious of how much time you’re spending with Sirius...

Everything To Me- Remus’ insecurities get to him, but you remind him that he is everything to you...

After The Battle- Remus comes to you after the battle...

Your Kiss- The first kiss of many...

Provide For You- You have more than enough money to provide for him...

NSFW Alphabet**

Beautiful Body- After someone comments on your body, Remus helps you feel better...

SFW Alphabet

Months- Remus has liked you for months, but he’s shy...

Professor Lupin’s “Assistant”**- An evening spent between Professor Lupin and his “assistant”...

What You Want To Call Me**- Remus isn’t what you want to call him...

More Pregnant**- Remus know he can’t get you more pregnant, but at the moment, he doesn’t care...

Safe and Loved- After the full moon, Remus needs to feel protected...

Perfect Evening- Your dress might be ruined, but your evening is not...

Dangerous- Even something as simple as going to the store is dangerous now...

His Alpha’s Arms- Remus is overjoyed to be back in his Alpha’s arms...

Battle Scars- His scars are marks of strength...

Interrupted- Yours and Remus’ make out is interrupted...

Trading Jabs- It’s all in good fun...

Quiet Down- The office isn’t warded...

Severus Snape x reader

The Two Of Us- It’s been so long since you’ve had time together...

First Place- He knew you could do it...

Full Marks**- You’ll do anything to raise your grade...

So In Love With You- The rest of your lives is ahead of you...

Lioness- Severus didn’t want to go to the party, but you still find a way to help him enjoy himself...

After Everything- He deserves more than you can give, but you’re his nonetheless...

One Little Thing- Arguments happen, but it still hurts...

It Was You- You’ll always defend him, even in the past...

Good Boy**- Severus is many things, but above all, he is yours in many ways...

Cheetah and Bat- Seeing your Animagus inspires Severus to give it another try...

The Perfect Day- Any day is a perfect day when he’s with you...

Be Still**- Severus needs to grade these exams, but you’re both wanting each other...

Nerves**- While you’re both nervous, you both want this...

Different- Even though you just met, you can tell he’s different...

Ink- Severus never took you for the type to have tattoos...

Years Of Yearning- Severus is able to live through a book, years of yearning being somewhat satisfied...

Mistletoe**- Christmas break is finally here...

I Can’t Lose You- The world is dangerous, and he can’t lose you...

Hard- Severus helps you to relax when the world becomes a bit too much...

The Perfect Day- You plan a day out for your lover...

Sweet Affections- Severus loved being in your arms...

The Mark- He has to tell you...

Not Your Fault- He blames himself...

Figure It Out- After Dumbledore fell...

Midnight Patrols-You can’t sleep when he’s not here..

Mistake- The messenger of the prophecy...

Better Off- If this is how you’ll act, he’s better off without you..

Part 2: His Fragile Heart- He was wrong, and he wants you back

Fantasize**- Severus sees your classtime fantasies...

Severus Getting Married To An American Reader So He Can Vote Against Tr*mp HCs

A Life Without You (TW: SUICIDE)- He can’t live without you...

Those Three Little Words- You love each other more than anything, but you seldom say those three little words...

Being Insecure About Small Breasts w/ Severus

Good Grades**- Good grades pay off...

Coming Clean- At your graduation, secrets are revealed

Sex w/ Severus HCs**

Dating Severus and Being A Professor HCs

Kissing HCs

Oral HCs**

Happy Birthday, My Love- The morning of his birthday...

Not All That Bad- Severus shows you that Slytherin isn’t all that bad...

Pick You-You watch The Bachelor with Severus...

Deep Inside**- Severus won’t let you come until he’s deep inside you...

After Everything- After everything he’s done, you still want to be his, forever...

Jealous/Possessive HCs

They Won’t Know**- Severus wants you, and he doesn’t care who sees...

Severus With A Virgin Reader HCs**

The Best Addiction- You’re addicted to him, as he is to you...

See Your Worth- When you’re feeling inadequate, Severus shows you how much he loves you...

Only You- A night spent with your love...

Few Weaknesses- You discover one of Severus’ few weaknesses...

Protective HCs

Hold On For Me- In that moment, it was the only option...

The Most Beautiful Sound- The students mock your accent, but Severus adores it...

Feel The Same- Severus doesn’t want to ruin your friendship...

Never Hurt You (TW: PAST ABUSE)- You know he’ll never hurt you...

Wake Up Call**- You enjoy waking Severus up, between his legs, that is...

Prima Donna- Severus helps you relax after weeks of rehearsals...

The Great White Way- Severus’s jealousy flares seeing you on stage with another man...

Where You Go, I Go (TW: SUICIDE)- You’ll follow wherever he goes...

Beautiful, Gorgeous, Perfect- Severus knows that you feel insecure sometimes, and he knows how to make you feel better...

What Better Wat To Wake Up?**- Severus wakes you up in a very pleasant way...

New Toys**- Severus brings home some new toys...

Only Yours**- Severus makes sure you know you’re his...

Like This**- Severus wants you just like this...

The Letter- You never planned to send it...

Giving and Receiving**- Tonight, you’re both giving and receiving...

Craving Affection-You’re craving Severus’ affection, and he’s more than happy to give it to you...

Obscenely Affectionate**- Valentine’s Day, an excuse to be obscenely affectionate, an excuse which Severus willingly takes...

Your Grace**- Severus teaches you the wonders of the marriage bed...

Hufflepuff At Heart- You may not be a witch, but Severus knows you’re a badger

Restless- You’re on a mission for the Order, and Severus is worried...

Severus Comforting A Sad Reader HCs

Nothing Like Him- Part of him can’t believe you want to have kids with him...

Beauty In Everything- You find beauty in everything, even in things others don’t find beautiful...

Domestic Life w/ Sev HCs

New Style- You braid Severus’ hair...

Not A Dream- Though it feels like a dream, you assure him it isn’t...

Shooting Stars- Everyone wishes on shooting stars, but you already have everything you want...

Smile- It doesn’t matter how big or small it is, Severus will do anything to see you smile...

You’re Mine**- When Severus’ assistant gets a little too friendly, you remind your husband who he belongs to...

An Amazing Father- Severus is afraid of fatherhood, but you know you’ll be alright...

Pretty Little Prefect**- The monthly prefect’s meeting...

Such A Good Job**- You’ve done such a good job pleasuring yourself, Severus wants you to finish it...

Bath Bombs- Severus puts his own touch on muggle bath bombs...

Captivity- His worst nightmare was coming true...

No More- It was just too much...

Nesting- Your heat’s a few days away...

Keep No Secrets- Severus knows he has to tell you, but he’s terrified...

Lots of Practice- Severus has never kissed anyone before...

Happy Anniversary- Your second wedding anniversary with Severus...

Keep You Safe-You know Severus will keep you safe, especially from other Alphas...

Need To See Him- You need to see him, to make sure he’s alright...

All Mine**- When Lucius gets a little too friendly, Severus reminds you that you’re all his...

Be On Top**- Severus wants you to be on top for the first time...

Missed You**- After nearly a week in London, you return home...

Perfectly Fine- Severus takes care of you after a prank gone wrong, and feelings are revealed...

A Galaxy Far, Far Away- You introduce Severus to Star Wars...

Need You Here- After a nightmare, you need your husband by your side...

Long Weekend**- While you don’t make it to most of your plans, you and Severus still enjoy yourselves...

A Little Risky**-You and Severus have some fun at the Order meeting...

Snowball Fight-A snowball fight with your husband...

Finally Home- Your fiance returns home after a month and a half...

Unbothered**- Severus’ isn’t bothered by your period, he still wants to taste you...

NSFW Alphabet**

SFW Alphabet

My Perfect, Beautiful Man**- You give Severus some much needed praise and attention...

Never Cheat On You- Severus thinks you’re cheating, but he couldn’t be farther from the truth...

Slow, Tender, and Sensual**- Your first time with Severus is everything you wanted: slow, tender, and sensual...

The Only Woman I’ll Ever Love- Severus didn’t listen to her, you’re the only women he’ll ever love...

My Princess- For your birthday, Severus treats you like the princess you are...

Spare A Dance For Me- You help Severus teach the Slytherins to dance...

Validation**- Severus craves validation, and you’re more than willing to give it...

Hands**- You watch Severus while he brews.  Well, you watch his hands...

Sweet Spot**- Severus’ sweet spot makes him feel so good...

Grateful- One year after the battle...

Your Heart Is A Treasure- Severus won’t treat you like they did...

The Matron’s Assistant- You return to Hogwarts, and find more than just work...

Make A Bad Day Better- You always make bad days better...

Always Yours- It doesn’t matter what anyone says or does, you’re always his...

Throne**- Severus makes you feel like a queen, especially in bed...

Discipline- You’ve always been light on discipline with your daughter...

Don’t Give A Damn- You don’t give a damn that Severus is younger than you, but he’s still insecure...

Precipice**- Severus decides to play a little game with you... 

Not A Prank- He’s convinced it’s a prank by the Marauders...

Caught- The twins catch you and Severus in an intimate moment...

Nocturnal Conversations- Severus converses with you while you sleep-talk...

The Right Time- It just felt like the right time to ask...

With You- He never thought you could be happy with him...

Eyes On Me**- You want him to look at you when he comes...

My Vow To You- His vow to you trumps all others...

Show You How**- Severus teaches you how to suck his cock...

Bare Face- Severus sees you for the first time without makeup...

Let It Out- After someone shouts at you, Severus makes you feel better...

Denied**- Severus is needy, but you’re busy...

Perfectly Valid- Severus loves you just as  you are...

The Bigger Man- He needs to be the bigger man with Lupin...

Every Inch**- Severus wants to kiss every inch of you...

Every Part- You love every part of him, even the parts he doesn’t...

Get Away- A vacation with your family...

Still New- Your relationship is still so new, you can’t help but be a little flustered...

Entirely Real- You can’t believe that this is really happening...

Cared For- After the full moon, you just need to be cared for...

Little Tease**- Your choice of attire gets Severus a little riled up...

Argument/Making Up HCs

Severus as a Soft Dom HCs**

Too Good**- He just couldn’t hold back...

His Turn- You’ve cared for him, now it’s his turn to care for you...

Twice the Fun**- Severus’ new potion gives twice the fun...

Tail-End**- It might be the tail-end of your heat, but you’re still needing him...

Overwhelmed (platonic)- When things feel overwhelming, help comes from an unlikely person...

My Misstress’ Eyes Are Nothing Like The Sun- When Severus is assigned midnight patrol, you can’t sleep...

Have You Right Here- Your Alpha always knows how to make you feel better...

Severus Snape x reader x Remus Lupin

Now**- After your lovers tease you, you need them now

Punishments and Pleasure**- While the evening began in a punishment, it ended with immense pleasure...

Filled**- A morning in the library..

Waited For You**- You’ve been gone for two days, but your lovers waited for you...

Forgot The Charm**- The three of you seemed to have forgotten the silencing charm...

Remus Lupin x reader x Sirius Black

He’s Home- He’s home, and he needs you...

Life w/ Kids HCs

Happy Birthday- Remus and Sirius treat you on your birthday...

Their Job- They’re your alphas, it’s their job to take care of you...

Help You Feel Good**- Your lovers show you how to use your new toy...

His Beautiful Loves**- Remus loves to watch, but he also loves to join in...

Cuddles- You join your lovers on the couch...

How Do You Want Us?**- Remus fucks you while you fuck Sirius...

SFW Alphabet

Noisy Little Thing**- You need to be quiet, lest the whole Order hear...

Broken Collar- It was an accident, but you’re still very upset about it...

Severus Snape x reader x Lucius Malfoy

Impersonations- It’s all in good fun...

More Than Desperate**- After your lovers tease you all day, you’re more than desperate for them...

Insatiable**- You can’t get enough...

Needy**- Your period makes you horny, and your men certainly aren’t complaining...

Good Beta**- Your Beta takes care of you until your Alpha comes home...

Tonight**- Tonight, they will have them, and they will have you...

Full**- Both your men fill you up...

Feeling Needy**- Severus is feeling needy today...

Snuggles- After a long day, the three of you want to be close...

Fuck Waiting**- They can’t wait anymore, you look too sexy...

Overworked- When school take its toll, your lovers are there...

James Potter x reader x Remus Lupin

Sensual**- Slow, sweet, and sensual...

New Heights**- James and Remus take your pleasure to new heights...

Being Married To, Honeymoon, Sex w/, Twins w/ Remus and James HCs

Wedding HCs

A Future With Them- You can’t wait for the future

Yourself**- They want you to make yourself come...

Good Together**- Remus thinks you two look so good together...

Scars**- You show Remus just how perfect he is...

What Their Home Is Like HCs

Remus and James As Parents HCs

Cedric Diggory x reader x Harry Potter

Dating Cedric and Harry HCs

Cedric Diggory x reader x Hermione Granger

Domestic Life HCs

Sex HCs**

James Potter x reader x Lily Evans

First Heat**- Your first heat...

Harry Potter x Severus Snape

Through It All- Harry has been there through it all...

Paradise- Harry takes his husband away for a week...

Good Boy**- Severus loves being Harry’s good boy...

Slipped His Mind**- Severus forgets something important...

Unwavering- Harry’s support and love for his husband is unwavering...

My Perfect Boy**- When Severus is feeling insecure, his Daddy helps him see...

Much Better**- After a bad day, Harry helps Severus feel better...

James Potter x Lily Evans

James and Lily As Friends HCs

Everyone Can See- Everyone can see they’re falling for each other...

Sirius Black x Lily Evans

Sirius x Lily HCs

Other

Marauders x an Ilvermorny Transfer HCs

[eddswrold-fandicc]

TomEdd Shmut

It was a normal day in the Edd house. Birds were singing, the bees were buzzing, the sun was out. What a nice day.

Sike.

Tom and Tord had gotten into a fist fight. Matt had tried to break them up, but got roughly pushed out of the way and his mirror broken. Edd was out of the house, taking Ringo to a pet store for a halloween costume.

Tord had thrown Tom onto the coffee table, breaking it in half.

"NOW LOOK WHAT YOU DID, ASSHOLE!" Tom got up, pointing to the broken table.

"It would've been fine if it wasn't for your fat ass, jehovah." Tord wiped the blood running from his nose.

Matt was crying in the corner, holding the shards of his broken mirror like it was his child, "You two better clean this up before Edd comes ho-home," he sniffled.

Tom and Tord looked at each other, panicked.

Suddenly they were friends now, quickly cleaning the house like they had just had a party and their parents were coming home.

God forbid Edd gets mad. He usually had a lot of patience, but piss him off and you're a dead man.

The two bloodied boys were about halfway through with cleaning when they heard keys jingling outside. They rushed in a panic. They haven't even gotten to the living room yet, and it was the worst out of all the rooms.

They hurried to the living room, picking up the broken table, but it was too late.

Edd had walked through the door, holding Ringo in a pumpkin outfit. He stopped mid tracks when he saw the table smashed in two. He gently set down his little pumpkin, letting her walk away before slamming the front door closed.

"What. The hell." Calm as can be. Oh no.

Tom looked to the side, avoiding eye contact. Tord started stuttering, trying to explain what had happened.

"They were fighting. Tord threw Tom on the table," Matt broke through, walking to the kitchen.

Tord glared at him.

"What? I'm not gonna lie to him." Matt shot his hands up in defense.

"Thank you Matt," Edd said calmly. He looked back at the two standing in the living room, "After you two clean this up, go to your rooms and I'll have a word with both of you."

The two nodded, slowly starting to clean up the pieces of wood scattered on the carpet.

Tom tried bending down to pick up a half of the table, but realized he couldn't. His back was in pain.

He quickly stood up, finding another way to pick up their mess. He chose to squat down, but it still hurt. Not as much as bending, but it still hurt.

His face pinched in pain every time he squat down. And Edd had noticed.

Once the two were done with their mess, Tord had dismissed Tom so he can vacuum.

Tom painfully walked up the stairs and into his room, quietly closing the door behind him.

He layed on his bed, on his stomach, waiting for Papa Edd to come punish him.

He heard Edd already talking to Tord downstairs. He couldn't make out what they were saying, but he knew what was happening.

After a few minutes, everything got quiet. That's when Tom knew that he was next. He felt like a child, waiting in their room to be punished by their parent.

He heard Edd's heavy footsteps getting closer to his door. He quietly embraced himself for what might happen next.

Edd opened his door, closing it behind him.

"Tom."

Tom kept his head down, staying quiet and still. Maybe if Edd thought he was sleeping-

A harsh slap was delivered to Tom's ass. His head jumped up, looking back at Edd, who stood with his arms crossed and a glare.

"Ow! What the fu-"

"Sit up and face me." Edd's voice was deep and stern. It honestly made Tom blush.

His gay ass.

Tom sat on the edge of his bed, facing Edd. He looked down, avoiding eye contact with the man towering over him.

"Look at me, Tom."

Tom's blush became a deeper red when Edd said his name. He looked up at him, softly biting his lip.

Edd crouched down so they were face to face, "If you two break any of the furniture over something so stupid again, I'll have your ass on my wall. Do I make myself clear?"

Tom felt his pants getting tighter. Edd smelled so... sexy.

Tom nodded, moving his hands between his thighs so Edd wouldn't see his erection.

Edd retreated back to his normal, happy self, "Great! Take off your shirt and let me see your back."

Tom's black eyes widened, "What? No!"

Edd's voice got low again, "Did I fucking stutter? Take your shirt off, Tom."

Tom still hesitated.

"Now."

He jumped at Edd's voice being so stern, but boy did it turn him on even more. Now he wanted to argue to keep Edd in his room, then maybe he can jack off later to Edd's voice.

"I don't think so, Edd." Tom smirked.

Edd quietly glared at the smaller man below him.

"Fine then."

Edd quickly gripped the bottom of Tom's hoodie, pulling it over his head.

Tom shrieked from the sudden attack. He covered his arms from the chill in the room.

"Give that back!"

Edd shook his head, tossing the hoodie aside and going for Tom's shirt next.

Tom curled himself into a ball on his bed, swatting away Edd's hands.

Edd pushed him back, but tom uncurled himself and tried to crawl away.

That's when Edd did the unthinkable. He gripped Tom by his waist, pulling him towards him. His crotch smashed into Tom's ass, causing Tom to gasp.

He tried again to squirm away from Edd.

"You better be still before I pull your pants down and smack your bare ass."

Tom stilled, blushing immensely at Edd's words.

There he was, staying still in a doggy style position, his whole face red, letting Edd slide his hands up his shirt and take it off. Did I mention that Tom was incredibly horny?

Edd tossed his shirt on his hoodie, looking at his back. It was bruised straight down the spine and going onto his tailbone.

He ran his fingers on Tom's spine, pushing down and feeling for any bumps.

Tom jerked and whined, trying to move away from Edd.

"What did I say, Tom?"

Tom went still again, remembering what Edd had said earlier. He didn't want him to see his erection. Or know that he turned Tom on.

Edd's hands went lower down the bruised spine, stopping at the tailbone. He used both hands, wrapping his fingers around Tom's waist and pushing his thumbs into the bruising.

"Ah- ow, Edd!" Tom sprang forward.

"Alright, that's it." Edd pulled Tom's pants down to his knees, leaving his ass bare for him to see.

He noted how soft and plush Tom's ass looked.

"Wait, Edd-" Edd gave Tom a harsh smack across his ass, making Tom jump and cover his mouth.

He smacked again, making Tom jump again. He noticed Tom closing his eyes and his facial features softening.

Before Edd could deliver a third hit, he noticed something. Tom was hard and dripping precum.

"You're not supposed to like this, Tom." Edd delivered the third smack, watching Tom's cock twitch in excitement.

"S-Sorry..." Tom was completely embarrassed.

Edd sighed, thinking of a way for Tom to not enjoy it. That horny fucker.

"What if I..." Edd gently slid his finger over Tom's puckering hole.

Tom gasped, looking back at Edd, "Wh-what are you doing- ah~!"

Edd slid his finger into Tom, gently fingering him before adding another.

"You like this, don't you?"

Tom bit his lip, looking down in shame. Of course he liked it, why wouldn't he?

"Answer me, Tom." Edd smacked Tom's ass again, moving his fingers around inside him.

"Y... yes.. I like this."

"Do you want more~?" Edd's voice was starting to become seductive.

Tom thought for a moment. Did he want more? Well, it was better than having a lonely jack off session later. But he hasn't slept with Edd before. He's only hooked up with Tord.

Edd's fingers hit Tom's prostate, making him gasp, throw his face into the bed, and moan.

Edd smirked, hitting it again, making Tom moan more.

"God, Edd please fuck me~!" Tom moaned into the sheets.

Edd took his fingers out of Tom and took off his own pants. He teased Tom's hole with the tip of his dick, causing Tom to whimper and moan.

"Got any lube?"

Tom quickly pointed to his bedside table. Edd slid the drawer open, pulling out a bottle of lube. He put a droplet onto his finger and rubbed it around Tom's entrance. Then he coated his cock in the lube, making sure to get it slippery.

He set the lube aside, taking his cock into his hand and teasing Tom's entrance again.

"Edd, please~"

Edd slowly pushed his dick in, causing the smaller man moan and grip the sheets.

Once he was fully inside of Tom, he didn't give him time to adjust to his size. He started ramming into Tom, hitting his prostate with each thrust.

Tom's mouth gaped open, tears welling in his eyes. It was painful, but felt so good, and he was loving it.

Edd leaned forward, wrapping his hand around Tom's neck and pulling him back a little.

"You like wrecking the furniture? I'll make sure you don't walk for a few days."

Tom moaned at Edd's threat. He never knew Edd could be so rough.

He grabbed his own cock, jerking himself off, overstimulated by the pleasure from both ends.

Edd took his hands off of Tom's throat and gripped his cock. He started pumping his fist at the same pace he was thrusting, making Tom go nuts.

He could tell that he was close.

Edd gripped the base of Tom's cock, not allowing him to cum.

"Eeedddd~ plea-asEee~!"

"Uh-uh. Little Tommy isn't cumming today." Edd started panting as he was ramming into Tom.

He started getting close himself. He was panting and becoming sloppier with his thrusting. He made sure his grip didn't leave Tom's cock though.

Edd rested his head on Tom's bruised back, breathing heavily and lightly kissing it.

His thrusts became slower as he came inside Tom, filling him with his warm juices.

Tom moaned at the warmth that invaded his rear. He felt Edd pull out, but his hand didn't leave his base.

"Edd, please~! Let me cum."

Tom begged and whined, earning a harsh slap from Edd again.

"No. Bad boys don't get to cum."

Well, shit. Looks like Tom was going to have a lonely jerk off session after all.

[sandwichrin]

A Little into You (Junkyu x Reader) (Ch. 19)

Chapter 19 - Some truth

Word count: 4.8k words

Genre: Fanfiction, PG13, Comedy, Romance.

A/N: Hi~ Chapter 19 is here, yay! Hope you all enjoy this one 🧡

The next day came along, and as usual, you arrived at work early since you were still hoping that maybe the staff that you should be tutoring might come and see you today.

And so, just like yesterday, you waited in your seat in the meeting room on that 4th floor that you’ve been assigned to.

As you were staring into space, a familiar figure entered the doorframe.

“Oh my god look at you…” the voice said, startling you.

You turned to look at the owner of the voice—you rolled your eyes the moment you saw who it was.

“Chani, what are you doing here,”

Chani leaned against the doorframe, crossing his arms against his chest and smirked at you, “I just wanted to see how you’re doing today. You seemed really down yesterday so I expected you to be all mopey or I don’t know, maybe laying on the floor and crying but nope! You seem fine,”

You narrowed your eyes at him. “Ha ha,” you laughed sarcastically. “I’m not that dramatic. Besides, they’ll show up today! I just know it!” you said in a very motivated tone.

This earned a laugh from Chani. “Okay y/n. Just let me know if you need anything, okay?”

You smiled a little at him. “Sure.”

“Okay then,” he said as he clapped his hands once. “I better get going, my group leader is kind of strict so, I’ll see you at lunch?”

You nodded at him. “Bye, Chani.”

“Bye,” he said. He closed the door behind him and once again you were left alone in the quiet room.

                                                               *

That very same day, as usual, the Treasure boys were practicing for their choreography.

Their practice room was filled with the sound of shoes screeching and the members counting along their steps together.

After running the full choreography of their song three times, the leaders called out to their members to take a break.

“Ahhh I love the cold floor!” Yedam said as he laid down on the cold floor.

Jeongwoo crawled up towards him and laid down closely beside him, his eyes slowly closing.

“Good job, everyone! Everyone’s dance move was very accurate! If we keep it up like this, we’ll have a very sharp formation too, soon,” Hyunsuk praised his members as he held onto his water bottle in his hand.

Jihoon, who was beside him, wiped his own sweat off with a small towel he brought from home. “Yup! You all did very great today. Especially Kim Junkyu,” he said as he smiled.

Junkyu, who was sitting on the floor next to Doyoung, looked at his friend in confusion. “Me?”

“Yeah, you. You seemed really…energetic today,” Jihoon said to him.

“Thank you?” Junkyu responded, still confused.

“Hyung! Can we go get ice cream today?” Yoshi asked as he raised his hand.

Suddenly the whole room started making noise, supporting Yoshi’s idea. Some ice cream after a great practice sounded really good to them at the moment.

“Hush hushh,” Hyunsuk shushed the kids as he waved his hands in the air, signalling them to calm down. When the whole room quieted down, Hyunsuk turned to look at their other leader beside him. “What do you think?”

Jihoon smiled at the rest of them, his usual bright smile, “Hmm, I guess we deserve some ice cream…”

“YAYYYYYY” the maknae line started jumping around the room, high-fiving each other, all excited that their hyungs are going to treat them with some ice cream today.

“Okay, okay but calm down!” Jihoon said. “Is there anything else you all want today? My treat.” He added, making all of their members in the room more excited, including Hyunsuk.

“Burgers!! Hyung, can we have burgers for lunch today??” Junghwan’s voice shouted amongst his other hyungs who were talking in the room.

“Okay okay! Okay, listen up everyone!” Jihoon said again, ordering them to calm down. Even though his tone was firm, his face still showed his warm smile since he was happy to see his kids all excited.

“Okay,” he said once the room quieted down again. “So today, I’ll get us some ice cream and burgers,”

“YAYYYYYY” the boys cheered happily.

“BUT—” Jihoon said, implying to them that he still has more to say.

“Shh, shh! Let Jihoon finish talking y’all,” Hyunsuk said, shushing them this time.

“Thanks, hyung,”

Hyunsuk smiled at him.

“As I was saying, I’ll buy all those stuffs but—let’s play a game to decide who gets to help receive the food at the building’s front lobby downstairs,” he grinned.

“Aw man! I knew Jihoon-hyung wouldn’t be this generous without another scheme in his head,” Jaehyuk groaned.

                                                                   *

 YG Building (Front Lobby)

“How long until the deliveryman arrives?” Junkyu asked Yedam who was holding onto Jihoon’s phone in his hand.

“Hyung, it’s only been 2 minutes since you last asked this. And just like 2 minutes before, the deliveryman is still a block away,” Yedam reminded his hyung.

Asahi, who had lost in the game earlier as well, kept quiet beside the two boys.

Junkyu lets out a whine. “I don’t get why we are the ones who lost in that game. That game’s stupid,”

Yedam chuckled at him, “Hyung, the three of us were unlucky because we drew out Jihoon-hyung’s name for the arm-wrestle match. It would have been easier if we got Haruto or Asahi-hyung,”

“Hey, I’m right here,” Asahi said, breaking the silence he had been holding onto since they lost the game earlier.

Yedam wrapped an arm around his hyung, “Exactly! You’re here because we all lost against Jihoon-hyung,”

This earned a small chuckle from Asahi, his dimple showing.

Suddenly, Jihoon’s phone vibrated, a call coming in.

“Hyung, hyung! Someone’s calling!” Yedam panicked as he held out the phone towards Asahi and Junkyu.

Both Junkyu and Asahi exchanged looks with each other.

“You answer it, Asahi!” Junkyu said as he pushed the phone into Asahi’s hands.

“Are you kidding me? I’m Japanese!” Asahi said as he pushed the phone back into Junkyu’s hands.

“Eyy don’t give me that reason! I’ve heard you talk to Jaehyuk-hyung on the phone that time when he kept calling you every day when you were in Japan. Your Korean was fine,”

“Okay but still, you answer the phone,” Asahi pointed at the vibrating phone in Junkyu’s hands.

“Noooo I’m an introvert! You should know I don’t like answering strangers’ phonecalls,” Junkyu reasoned.

“I’m an introvert too! I’m only 3% extrovert!” Asahi argued back.

At this point, Yedam was too worried that they might miss out on an important call, so while his hyungs were busy arguing about who was the most introverted amongst them both, Yedam hurriedly snatched the phone from Junkyu’s hands and answered it.

 Phonecall Conversation:

Yedam: Hello?

Caller: Hello? Mr Park Jihoon? Sorry for bothering you, but we are from S&S Closets.

Yedam: Uhh, I uh--

Caller: I’m just calling to confirm with you if you have received your parcel yesterday.

Yedam: Oh, that. Parcel??

Caller: Yes, our delivery staff said that a person named Park Jeongwoo helped sign the package off for you yesterday.

Yedam: Ah, Jeongwoo! Ah yes, yes, that’s our friend. In that case, yes, the package was delivered safely to my side.

Caller: Alright then. Don’t forget to rate our product and service at our website! Thank you and have a nice day!

-Call ends-

 Yedam stared at the phone confusedly after the call ended.

Junkyu and Asahi on the other hand, were no longer arguing since Yedam had chosen to answer the call for them.

“Who was it?” Junkyu asked.

Yedam shrugged, “I’m not really sure either, some company called S&S Closets? I guess Jihoon-hyung ordered something from them?”

“Oh? Jihoon-hyung ordered a closet?? That’s random,” Junkyu said, his face showing a thinking expression with his lips slightly pouting.

“Yeah, I guess that is kind of random,” Yedam said.

“That’s not it. S&S Closets is a Japanese clothing line company. My mum usually buys my sister some outfits from that site too,” Asahi explained.

“Ahh, I see.”

“Oh? Then what could Jihoon-hyung have bought from there??” Yedam questioned.

“I don’t know. I just know that it sells woman’s clothings,”

The three of them fell silent.

“Hey…do you guys think…Jihoon-hyung…” Yedam said slowly,

“What? What is it?” Junkyu prodded him, curious to know what Yedam might be guessing now.

“Do you guys think Jihoon-hyung has bought his Halloween costume for this year?? He bought Elsa last year, didn’t he??”

Asahi shook his head in disbelief, since he knows that the specific clothing line his mum used to buy doesn’t sell costumes.

“I don’t think so. That company doesn’t make costumes,”

Junkyu gasped out loud. “Then, what did he buy from there??”

“I guess we’ll just have to ask him later. For now, let’s get our foods first,” Yedam said as he showed the indicator on Jihoon’s phone. “The deliveryman is close by now.”

                                                                 *

 Lunchtime arrived and so you decided to just leave your meeting room, with a disappointed look on your face considering again today, none of the staff had visited your session. At this point you had already given up on the hopes that these people might even come see you after today.

Grabbing your bag, you exited the meeting room, making sure you closed the door behind you.

You walked up towards the elevators, wanting to head towards the cafeteria and probably just meeting Chani at your usual lunch spot.

As the elevator reached your floor, you entered it and pressed the button leading to the cafeteria floor.

It wasn’t long until you heard the elevator’s ding!

You were about to step out of the elevator when you heard a voice saying “Hold the elevator! Our hands are full!”

Feeling panicked because you were the only person in the specific elevator, you hurriedly backed yourself into the elevator and pressed the “open doors” button.

Three guys entered the space beside you, all gasping from the running they did just to simply catch up with the elevator.

“Oh? You guys!” You said, as you noticed that the three boys were none other than your own friends.

Yedam raised his head from his panting and turned to see who it was that had greeted them.

“Y/n!” Yedam exclaimed happily.

This made Asahi and Junkyu immediately turning to look at you as well.

You smiled at them and pointed at the paper bags in their hands, “Delivery?”

“Yup, Jihoon-hyung is treating us today,” Yedam answered.

“Nice.” You said as you nod.

“Aren’t you gonna close the doors?” Yedam asked, noticing that your finger never left the “open doors” button.

“Oh! Oh gosh, I was heading out just now,” you said as you pulled away your finger from the button.

The door started closing and by the time you realised the elevator was already moving, you panicked on your own, “Wait, oh my god I was supposed to exit the elevators BEFORE the door closes ahh!”

Yedam, Junkyu and Asahi smiled apologetically as they watched you make your careless mistake right in front of them.

You were too embarrassed to face them now, knowing that you had acted like a fool in front of them so you just kept quiet while you stared down at your feet as the elevator brings the four of you to the 3rd floor.

When you all reached the 3rd floor, you pressed on the “open doors” button for them as you watched them all exit the elevator.

You noticed that Asahi was struggling with his heavy-looking paper bag, so you asked him, “Hey, Asahi. Do you need help with that? You look like you’re having a hard time with that,”

Asahi, who was already right outside the elevator doors, turned to look at you. And then he stared down at the paper bag in his hands. He glanced over towards Junkyu and Yedam who were a few steps in front of him, both waiting for him.

“Uh, sure. I could use some help,” Asahi said.

With that, you stepped out of the elevator, letting the doors close behind you.

“Here, let me help you carry that,”

Asahi moved away from you, making you stare at him in confusion.

“Asahi?? You said you needed help, I’m here to help,” you said to him.

Asahi ignored you and started jogging towards his two friends in front. The moment he reached them, the both of them too, gave him a confused look.

“Oh my god, why did you run off??” you said as you reached their spot as well, slightly huffing since you chased after him in your work heels.

“Hyung, is everything okay?” Yedam asked him, slightly worried.

“Yeah, I’m good.” Asahi turned to you, as if he hadn’t made you chase after him earlier, and said “Oh right, y/n, you wanted to help, right? Could you help Junkyu-hyung? His bag was the heaviest.”

“Ah? Yeah sure, I mean, you could’ve just said so instead of making me chase after you, you know—”

You hadn’t finish your sentence when you noticed that Asahi wasn’t listening to you at all. Instead, he was already dragging Yedam with him to head towards their practice room, leaving you and Junkyu behind them.

Junkyu and you exchanged glances with each other.

“I…I wasn’t done talking,” you said.

“That’s Asahi. No surprises there. I can never figure out what’s in his mind, honestly,” Junkyu responded.

“Yeah I guess…”

You held out your hands to Junkyu, to which he raised his eyebrows at since he wasn’t sure what you were doing.

“Let me help.” You said, your hands still waiting for him to give you one of the paper bags he was holding.

“Oh. H-here,” he said as he pushed one bag into your hands.

The both of you walked side by side, at a relaxed pace since you both figured out that it was impossible to catch up after Asahi and Yedam by now.

“I honestly thought Asahi wasn’t the type to be into jogging or running. But hey, he was quite fast just now don’t you think?” You said, still weirded out as to why Asahi had dragged Yedam with him that quickly.

“Trust me, I’ve never seen him walk that fast either,” Junkyu snickered.

This made you giggle slightly. “I guess he’s just excited to eat lunch. It’s nice of Jihoon to treat you all good foods like this,” you praised.

Junkyu nodded at this. “Yup, he’s full of surprises like that. He’s a really great leader, both him and Hyunsuk,”

“That’s sweet of you to say that,”

Junkyu blushed slightly from your compliment. He glanced over at you whom was looking straight ahead, just simply walking casually beside him.

From your side profile, he noticed your eyelashes were quite long. Your cheeks had a tint of blush to them, probably from your makeup, and he noticed the smooth texture of your hair falling against your shoulder.

“…pretty…” he mumbled softly.

You turned to look at him, “Hm? You said something?”

“Ah?!” Junkyu froze in his spot. “I- I uh, I was wondering uh, if you were going to have lunch too,”

“I will, don’t worry,” you smiled.

Junkyu blushed again, this time he could really feel his cheeks heat up.

He started walking faster, wanting to reach the practice room quicker.

You noticed his steps quickening so you tried to hurry after him, your heels clacking against the floor.

“Okay Junkyu, I know you’re in a rush but could you maybe slow down a bit? I can’t walk that fast in heels,”

This made him slow down. He looked at the black pumps you were wearing and felt bad for making you chase after him.

This time, the two of you were walking side by side again.

“This better?” he asked.

“Yup, way better. Thanks,” you smiled again at him.

Junkyu felt his grip on the paper bag in his hand tightened. He hoped to reach their practice room fast, because he wasn’t sure if he could handle seeing you smile at him like that all over again.

                                                                   *

 Treasure’s Practice Room

Asahi opened the doors of the practice room, his hands shaking from carrying the paper bag in his hands.

Jihoon walked up towards him and noticed that Yedam was the only one who entered after him.

“Asahi? Yedam? Where’s Junkyu?”

Asahi lets out a big sigh and hands over the paper bag from his hands towards his leader.

Jihoon, a little confused, accepted the paper bag, and was surprised by the sudden cold contact that touched his skin. “Ah! You’ve been carrying all these ice creams on your own??” Jihoon’s voice raised a pitch due to the sudden cold contact he had.

Asahi pushed his hair back with his hand, “It’s okay, I did what I had to do,” he said as he passed by Jihoon, making his way towards the centre of the room where the other members are.

Jihoon watched as his friend walks over to the other side before he turns to face Yedam who was also catching his breath after getting dragged by Asahi to hurry back towards their practice room.

“Hold on hyung, let me catch my breath,” Yedam said in between pants. After feeling better, he pulled out Jihoon’s phone and hands it over to him.

“Here’s your phone by the way,”

“Thanks,”

“Oh, by the way, you had a call so I answered,”

“Hm? Who was it?”

“Someone wanted to confirm about your package from S&S Closets something?” Yedam shrugged as he said this.

“Ahh, that. Okay thanks,” Jihoon answered simply.

“Yup. Okay I’m just gonna head in and put this bag in the middle there,” Yedam said as he leaves Jihoon as well.

Jihoon nodded at him and proceeds to wait at the door of their practice room since he wondered where his best friend was, and as soon as his head peeked out of the practice room, he saw from a distance, was Junkyu and you walking towards where he was.

He noticed the both of you making small talk with each other. He smiled as he waited for the both of you to reach a close enough distance with him before he opens his mouth to say, “Ahh, there they are. I’ve been wondering where Junkyu was. Turns out he was occupied with you, y/n,”

You smiled at him and nodded, “Hey there, Jihoon. I bumped into your boys as I was leaving for lunch. Don’t worry, you can have your boy back,”

Junkyu pursed his lips and fell quiet. It seemed like as if he couldn’t talk naturally now that Jihoon was here in front of him. Now this is weird, he thought. He was totally fine when it was just you and him talking before.

“Aw, why give him back to me? You could stay and have lunch with us too, right Junkyu?” Jihoon said, shooting his friend a teasing glance.

Junkyu blinked a couple times as he thought of what to answer.

Not noticing that Junkyu was really thinking of what to say to you, you immediately answered Jihoon, “Nah, it’s okay. I better get going. Chani’s probably waiting for me at the balcony. Man, he’s gonna give me an earful if I keep him waiting for too long,” you laughed as you said this.

Junkyu rolled his eyes when he heard you mentioning Chani’s name. And then suddenly, he felt annoyed.

“Aww that’s too bad. I guess we’ll see you next time then?” Jihoon said to you.

You nodded at him. You turned to Junkyu and handed the paper bag in your hands to him, to which he hastily grabs from you.

You were taken aback by his behaviour but you just thought maybe he didn’t mean to react that way so you decided to brush it off.

“Well, I’ll be going now. Bye Jihoon, bye Junkyu,” you said.

“Bye y/n~” Jihoon said in a sing-song tune, giving you his eye-smile.

Junkyu said goodbye to you but he avoided looking at you as you went off, making you feel slightly puzzled because you were sure the both of you were talking fine earlier but then Junkyu had suddenly switched to his cold behaviour.

You shrugged to yourself as you made your way back towards the elevator at the end of the floor, hoping that Chani wouldn’t nag at you for making him wait.

                                                                *

 Junkyu didn’t even wait for you to completely leave both his and Jihoon’s sight. He immediately enters the practice room, carrying the paper bags in his hands but then Jihoon stopped him.

“Here, let me help you carry that,” Jihoon said as he grabbed one of the bags from Junkyu, making himself carry two paper bags in his hands now.

“Thanks,” Junkyu mumbled.

“Hmm. You seem moody. That’s weird, I thought you said you felt good being around y/n,”

“It’s nothing,” Junkyu said, not looking at his best friend. “And hey, what’s with you ordering stuff from that women’s clothing line?” he asked, suddenly reminded of the call Yedam answered earlier.

Jihoon’s eyes widened slightly. “How did you know it was a women’s clothing line?”

“Asahi said it’s the one that his mother usually buys from for his sister,”

Jihoon lets out a small laugh, “It’s nothing, really. I was just interested in the limited-edition box, that’s all.”

“For a box??”

“Yup. Wait a minute—” Jihoon said, his expression changing to panic when he realised that he’d been hugging the paper bag containing the ice cream close to himself all this while. “Oh my god I forgot Asahi handed me the bag with the ice cream!”

Junkyu noticed the paper bag in Jihoon’s hands. “Yah! Park Jihoon, you better get that laid out on the cold floor now!”

The both of them scrambled towards their members in the middle of the practice room.

                                                                 *

 Lunchtime ended and luckily for you, Chani was in a good mood so even when you ended up meeting him later than usual after helping out your Treasure friends carry their food to their practice room, Chani didn’t nag at you for your tardiness at all.

Right now, you and Chani were heading towards the elevators, wanting to go back to your own respective floors and to continue your sessions with your assigned groups. Well, to be precise, only Chani had a group to return to. You? Yeah well, you just had to head back to your empty meeting room that was also strangely the only one located on the 4th floor of the building.

“You know what bothers me the most?” You said, as the both of you walked leisurely towards the elevators.

“What?”

“I honestly, have come to accept the fact that maybe no one signed up to be in my group. I mean, still, it hurts—but what bothers me most is that why is my meeting room the only one on that deserted floor?? Everyone else’s sessions were held on the 5th and 6th floor!”

Chani kept quiet for a while, processing what you said. There was some truth in your words. He was puzzled as well as to how and why did you end up not having any staff to tutor. Not to mention, your meeting room was the only one that was the smallest and to be honest it was never ever used before.

“But the tutor sessions only lasts for a week, and it’s only Tuesday so…I guess I’ll get by,” you chuckled to yourself. “Besides, I can complete my modules on my own…”

Chani gave you a quick light slap on your arm after hearing your pitiful rant.

“Ow! Hey, chill it with the abusive behaviour, Chani,” you reacted exaggeratively.

Chani rolled his eyes at you and flashed you a smile.

“Don’t say things like that. You’re making me worry and feel sad for you. Worrying is one thing, but I didn’t sign up for any sadness when I decided to be friends with you,” he joked.

The both of you entered the elevators in front of you since coincidentally the doors opened the moment you both arrived at the waiting space.

Chani pressed on both the 4th and 5th floor’s buttons for the both of you.

You folded your arms against your chest and sighed, a small sigh.

Chani turned to you and smiled at you.

“What?” You asked, noticing that he was smiling for no reason.

“Nothing. I just…I have a feeling your troubles will be over soon.”

“Yeah, right. Thanks for the optimism Chani, but honestly, I’ll be fine. Don’t worry, okay?”

“Sure,” he answered simply.

The door opened up on the 4th floor and you stepped out of the elevator.

“See you tomorrow, y/n!” Chani said cheerfully to you.

You turned around to wave at him before the door closes.

And as soon as the door closes, Chani’s finger instantly tapped on the 6th floor’s button. The door opened up on the 5th floor, which was where his assigned meeting room was, but Chani ignored it and lets the elevator doors close down. After all, he was planning to get off on the 6th floor this time.

                                                                   *

YGE Building (Bomin’s Office)

Bomin had just returned from his lunch with his favourite person, Soomin from the PEWA Group when he found Chani standing in his office, a dissatisfied look on his face.

“What are you doing here??” He asked, startled to see the young man being there without any appointments being made.

Chani scoffed at his question. “Don’t give me that. I wasn’t the one coming in late after lunch all ‘cause I was busy being smittened by my high school sweetheart,” he said sarcastically.

Bomin felt his ears burn up. Just how did Chani knew about his relationship with Soomin? Ah, y/n must have told him. After all, both you and Chani are close.

Bomin feigned an uninterested look. He walks up towards his desk and proceeds to sit in his swivel chair behind the desk.

“What do you want, Chani?”

“Why doesn’t y/n have any staff to tutor?”

Bomin lets out a chuckle. “Seriously? Did she send you to march up here and get mad at me??”

Chani walked up closer to Bomin, leaning towards the desk that was separating the both of them.

“Y/n knows nothing so leave her out of all of this, you bastard,” he said in bitter tone.

Bomin leaned into his chair, intertwining his fingers together. “Hmm, interesting. It seems like you’re standing up for your friend, unlike last time,”

Chani glared at Bomin, furious that he has the nerve to bring up what happened last year.

“I’m being serious here,” Chani said, his fist clenching.

“Sure. I know you’re being serious. I’m serious too. No one signed up to be in y/n’s group. You can check the namelist I pasted on the notice board outside our main meeting room downstairs.”

“You’re full of crap!” Chani yelled. “What, you expect me to believe that stupid sheet of paper?? I was up here earlier than you were. Did it not cross your mind that I might have snooped in on the work laptop on your desk?” he scoffed.

Bomin sat up straight after hearing this. “You…what?!”

“That’s right. Y/n had 4 people signing up for her session. And yet, you edited their names into other groups just so it would seem like no one signed up to be in her group. What nerve you have.”

“She wasn’t even qualified enough to tutor any staff! I’m just doing it for the sake of our staff!” Bomin said, his voice raising now.

“Don’t give me that! What do you know about qualification?? I listened to her explaining about the modules couple times before this! And guess what? She was good! Freaking good! And she was looking forward to doing these tutor sessions but you had to take it away from her, didn’t you?! All ‘cause I was close to her, right?!”

“Not everything is about you, Chani,” Bomin muttered angrily.

“You’re right, it’s not. Because everything is about YOU. Too bad for you, I’m not taking your crap anymore. You can just do whatever you want. I won’t let you hurt y/n in any way.”

“Hah! You can’t say that. You literally work under me.”

“I won’t stand still. Since you’re allowed to do what you want, from here on, I’ll do what I want.” Chani responded.

“What nonsense are you saying now, Chani?” Bomin said, calmer now, although he was gritting his teeth when he said this.

“You don’t need to know the details, sir. I’m going back to my session now. I need to have a talk with my group leader too, anyways. See ya,” Chani smirked as he said this.

Bomin watched as the younger staff exited his office. Feeling angered by what just happened, Bomin slammed his fist hard onto the table. He hated that boy’s guts like crazy.

 To be continued…