#she doesn't have any little hearts next to his name because she would be embarrassed

[bl00d-3-red]

The Spectator’s relationships with the Gotham Rouges(and Batman)

The Scarecrow: Frenemies. Jonathan Crane Respects The Spectator because they instill fear into people, fear of exposure. The Spectator finds him and his mind fascinating, respecting his resourcefulness even without his toxin to aid him in battle. Though they dislike how cruel and heartless he can be.

The Penguin: Mutual Respect. Oswald finds her crafty and useful to keep around. The Spectator respects his willingness to hurt others only when necessary. Also they enjoy his style.

The Riddler: One sided. Nygma find her ability to hoard information impressive in a sort of way, admiring her in not so secret. The Spectator tired of finding him conveniently in the same bookstore as her or on the same rooftop and him starting up conversation. The Spectator makes sure to deny any of the 12 invoices he sent to their personal email to "require her services". Their enjoys his riddles, albeit not very good at solving them despite their abilities.

The Joker: Cordial. The Joker finds her to be a bit of a drag, but finds her to be useful so he keeps her around. The Spectator finds him to be irritating, but he pays very well. If only they didn't release the evidence of him doing that one embarrassing thing, then the Joker would actually maybe have a change of heart...

Two-Face: Mutual Hatred. Harvey doesn't like her because he find her creepy, Two-face hates her because she's a snitch and isn't willing to work for him in any way. Despite the fact that The Spectator is a Private Investigator and a essentially a spy/rat, she hates Harvey for the fact that he is Two-Faced, just as his name suggests.

Catwoman: Friendship. Selina and The Spectator both have similar occupations, except that The Spectator hoards information. They help each other from time to time, giving information in favor to buy lunch for another the next time they meet outside of work.

Harley Quinn: Friendship. Harley finds The Spectator to be a bit brooding, sure, but they’re a good friend to her, as well as The Spectator is with her. Harley sometimes hires them to spread embarrassing information on her ex(the Joker), which The Spectator gladly does so and refuses payment, just laughing like an idiot at the drama and egging her on.

Poison Ivy: Cordial. Both socially awkward so they don't exactly talk alone, more so if Selina or Harley is around they speak.

Hugo Strange: One Sided. Hugo is fascinated by The Spectator and has tried his very best to get them into Arkham to bring them down into his little testing facility in the basement where he makes his monsters. Paying people off to testify that they're insane, paying people to stalk them and eventually lose track of them every time. He knows that there's more to this person than just the very well made costume, a beast underneath. The Spectator is one more stalker away from simply uncovering the entire 30 Gigabyte file she has on him and exposing him and his tests for the world to see.

Mad Hatter: Friendship. The Jervis Believes, in his own delusion, that they're the Cheshire Cat. The ears(horns), the fur(of their coat), the tail(it's not even a cat tail), the disappearing act, it has to be Cheshire Cat! He never hires them, but does invite them to have tea every once and a while. The Spectator is willing to play along, after all free coffee and tea while having conversations about their job and Alice and the Wonderland is a nice break. In fact, they got another on of the same coat they always wears custom made in a pink and purple striped design, just for the occasions with him. Jervis appreciates the fact that they decided to willingly look the part and didn't have to hypnotize them and go through the trouble of buying or making one of a coat like the one they ordered.

Batman: Unlikely allies. Both brooding, horned, sleep deprived people who only have a sense of humor if you get close to them. Both forget to eat when they are nose-deep in trying to piece together details and have to mutually remind one another that they are human. Both have a big heart and have a goal to help people. Both provide each other with useful information(somehow The Spectator more than Bruce). Plus, if Damien is banned from patrol because of some reason, the Spectator is always willing to be a back up babysitter if Alfried is unavailable.

[no-vibes-club]

𝕺𝖓𝖊-𝕾𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖉 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊

Tears rolled down my face."I'm happy as.long as he's happy", I thought to myself as i wiped my tears. I had known Eren for as long as i can remember. I remember the first dy.we met in details.

I was sitting alone in the sandbox at the park trying to make a sandcastle. A shadow went over me and I looked.to see a boy about.my age but at least a year or two older. Next to him was another boy who just stood there glaring at me. Then with one big stomp, he ruined my sandcastle. I looked up at him with tears threatening to fall.

"Why . . . did you . . . do that?" I asked releasing the waterworks and he scoffed. "Get out of the sandbox! We always play here. Go find your own place!" he said as he creased his brows more. "But, the park is for everyone. Anyone can play here." I said and he was tapping his foot on the ground impatiently.

"Leave her alone!" I turned around and saw a brown haired boy. I stood up and realized that i was a bit taller than the two boys and they twitched a bit. "She doesn't want you near her!" he shouted again coming closer, anger evident on his face. He stomped angrily and the boys left annoyed.

He turned to me, his eyes looking innocent. "Don't worry. They wont bother you as long as I'm here" he said with a big smile and i had noticed that i was also taller than him. "Thanks" I said in a hushed tone.

"My name is Eren Yeager. What's your name?" he asked me and i smiled. [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞] [𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞]". "You are now officially my beat friend" he said and held my hand in his as we ran around the park giggling and playing together.

Ever since then, Eren and I had become inseparable. Everyday after school, we would play together at the park. We played various games and always had so much fun. He would glare at other children if they even thought of playing with us which would scare them away. 

We then came to know that we lived a few houses away and had playdates on the weekend. For most of our lives we had watched the other grow.

"Ha! Ha! I'm finally taller than you [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞]" he said as we walked down our middle school halls." That's because you're a boy! And boys have better growth spurts than most girls." I said adjusting my bag on my shoulder. "Can't you just let me breathe for once." he said and we both laughed. "Ok. You can rub it in my face" I said and a big smile crept on his features.

For the last year of middle school and while I was in junior high, most people thought that Eren and I were dating, but he always reassured them by saying " [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞] and I ! No were just best friends" . And at some point along the line, it started to hurt. I didn't understand why and tried to brush it off, but everytime he said it, or i thought about it, my heart sank.

I started seeing Eren differently. I found his emerald eyes breathtakingly gorgeous, his smile was heartwarming and I just adored every little thing more than usual. In my eyes, he was perfect.

Everytime I spoke to him, my heart would beat rapidly since he was looking and listening to me so intently. Everytime he laughed, my stomach would flatter with butterflies. The way his hair swayed in the wind when we sat at the park felt like I was in a dream. The way his cheeks flushed when he'd get embarrassed, all these things were the reasons I fell for him and there was a lot more.

I tried to act normal around him. I spoke like we always did, hopefully not giving out any hints but deep down, I wished he could see through me, but he was clueless, so oblivious.

So to deliver some hints, I changed my handwriting a bit and started writing him notes. The first note, included an introduction of me as their '𝕊𝕖𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕥 𝔸𝕕𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕣'. The next ones were a bunch of lovely messages like "𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕪 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕖" or "𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕕𝕒𝕪" and sign off by either writing "𝕃𝕠𝕥'𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖- 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕊𝕖𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕥 𝔸𝕕𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕣" or " ℍ𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕨𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕕𝕒𝕪!- 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦

♡＾▽＾♡ " 

"And the last letter I got from them was so sweet!" ,he was once again talking to me about.the notes he would receive everyday. A part of me was happy that he found the notes flattering but the other felt burt because he didn't know.

"And they decided to give me a small gift too. They made me a small box of chocolates. Look!" he brought the box up to my face and waved it a little. "They wrote that it was handmade and when I tried one, it was so good!" he said. "Try one!" he opened the box and ushered me to take one. "Sure!" I said and ate it.

The chocolate melted instantly on my tongue and in the centre, there was another flavour.

"Wow! I've never tasted anything like this!" I lied. "I know right! They're so talented! I wish I knew who they were" he said and I wanted to tell him right then and there that it was me, but I was afraid to get rejected, seeing as he saw 'them' as nothing more than a friend.

We continued highschool and since we were getting busier, the letters became less frequent. We got so busy since the finals were arriving to the point that I could no longer write the notes anymore and they stopped completely. Eren was a bit down that he could no longer receive them without even knowing their identities.

We.eventually graduated highschool and I still had not confessed to him. We had gotten into the universities of our dreams but sadly, we got into separate ones but he promised to call me everyday and he did.

On our first year, we talked over the phone through a video chat. Eren had started growing out his hair and would tie it into a man bun and it made him look more manlier especially since his jaw- line was more chiselled and he had a bigger fit physique. Adulthood sure changes someone, doesn't it? 

But on our second year, he called less. The voice calls turned into voice messages. The voice messages turned into text messages and soon, they vanished. I tried to get in touch but he wasn't available and soon enough, the phone number was not in use.

"Maybe, he's just busy."

I thought to myself but always had doubts. I thought of the worst case scenarios.

"What if he ghosted me because he doesn't like.me anymore or maybe . . . he has a girlfriend . . ."

The last thought made my heart sink. For an attractive person as Eren, it wouldn't be surprising if he had found someone, but it still hurt.

As the days went, a number started calling my phone but I thought it was one of the creepy guys hanging around campus so I never answered, even though I had hopes that it was Eren.

The summer holidays came by and I still didn't hear from him. That was until I got a message from the unknown number. Giving in, I read the message, and it was Eren! Happily I read the message and he explained that he had lost all his contacts when he lost his phone. He also said that he wanted to meet me in the park that afternoon. The park where we spent most of out time playing together. I agreed and headed out.

On the way, I told myself that today was the day. The day I would tell Eren I love him. I planned everything in my head and finally entered the park. I scanned the area from the entrance and spotted him sitting on the very same bench we used to sit on after school, but he wasn't alone. I couldn't recognize who they were sitting with and so I went closer.

As soon as he spotted me, he got up quickly on his feet and hugged me.[𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞]! I missed you so much! You've changed since I've last seen you!" he said then let go of me while still smiling widely. Someone came from behind Eren, and it was a girl. She had short dark hair and a pair of the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. She was also quite tall.

"You must be [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞]! My name is Mikasa Ackerman. Eren has told me so much about you" , I smiled hearing this. Shaking her hand, i asked, " Are you related to Levi Ackerman by any chance?". " Yes actually, he's my cousin. How do you know him?", she asked. "He's my professor" I said and she nodded.

"I called you here [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞] mostly to tell you that I am sorry that I couldn't talk to you properly like I promised. It's just that things were piling up and I was a lot busier than I thought I would be" he said and I reassured him that it was okay.

"Another thing is that I wanted to introduce you to Mikasa. She's my girlfriend". He said snaking his arm over Mikasa's shoulder and I was shocked. My heart broke into a million pieces and I was rendered speechless. The worst case scenarios I thought of were true. Eren had already found someone else and it all made so much sense since she was so much prettier than me.

" C-Congra-Congratulations" I stammered trying to ignore the lump in my throat and the tears forming in my eyes. He just smiled and hugged me again. He was as oblivious as I remembered. " I'm happy to have such a supporting friend", he said pulling away and a tear rolled down my cheek.

"Are you okay?" he asked worried. "No.No. I'm fine. I'm just emotional because I am really happy for you. You've really grown up" I said wiping the tear and he sighed in relief.

"Eren seems to like you a lot. I see why now. I really hope we could be great friends" she smiled brightly at me. " We wanted to invite you over for lunch. There are three other people I would like you to meet. We did drag you out into the unforgiving merciless summer sun so we would like to treat you. Do you wanna come? Its my treat" he said and I shook my head implying no.

"No thanks. I already ate before I came here. Enjoy your lunch. And tell the others that I would like to meet them another time" I said and waved them goodbye.

As soon as I turned around, tears fell down my cheeks. When I was sure I was out of their sight, I ran straight home trying to stop my tears but to no avail. As soon as I reached home, I threw myself onto the couch.

I knew I should have told him when I had the chance. It would have been me and him, childhood friends to lovers, but I was too late. I blamed myself for keeping it a secret all these years but there was nothing I could do now. I lied myself on the couch face down and cried myself to sleep.

Over the summer, Eren and his gang would invite me to wherever it was they were going to. He introduced me to Jean, Connie and Armin who were very nice. Once the summer ended, we exchanged numbers.

After a month and a half, Armin had enrolled into my university since he was switching courses. We were in the same classes and had gotten closer throughout the months we were together.

The December holidays had arrived and we were left with a two person project. As luck would have it, I was partnered with Armin. We decided to do the project at my place since I was living alone. While we had started working on the project, I noticed that Armin had something on his mind since he was oddly quiet and would space off often.

During one of our breaks, I decided to ask him what was bothering him. "Armin" I called. "Yeah" he responded. "You seem to be distracted. Do you mind sharing what it it?" I asked and he blinked before looking away in thought.

Once he gathered up all the courage to look at me, he asked "You love Eren don't you?". His question stunned me. "You love him . . . don't you?" he asked again and I only looked.down. " Why are you asking?" I asked and there was a moment of silence.

"I just want to be sure that my assumptions aren't wrong." he said and I looked up at him. "Yes, I do. I do love Eren" I said trying to control the lump in my throat. "But, how did you know?" I asked. "During the summer, I noticed how you would look at Eren with eyes filled with sadness with a hint of happiness. You're happy that he's happy with someone but you're sad that that someone isn't you", he explained and.i felt tears falling down my cheeks.

Armin panicked and started wiping my tears. " I know you've known him for a long time, and I understand your pain, but there's plenty of people out there who would happy to have you. You don't have to give up. Its too early for that. I'm sure Eren would be happy for you" he said and it made me feel a little better.

I wiped the remaining tears and hugged him. I was glad to let some of the weight in my chest let go after so long.

We were done with our project and we were able to hang out with the others. While Eren and Mikasa were talking and laughing,  Armin would cheer me up and take my mind of them since he was the only one who knew how I felt.

We would normally talk about books since it was the only thing we had much in common. Everyone was happy and everything was going great.

Years had passed and Eren,Mikasa,Jean and Connie were graduating. They invited Armin and I to their graduation ceremony and we accepted.

On thier graduation, we watched as each of them got onto the stage and receive their certificates. Each of them having unique entries.

They came to meet with us after grabbing their hats that they had previously thrown. Eren ran up to me and hugged me. "I did it [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞]! I did it [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞]!" he said tightening the hug. "Though I wish we would have done it together." he said letting go and taking a hold of my hands shocking me.

"Its okay Eren. At least you're done. Congratulations!" I said and he smiled brightly at me.

Mikasa came by and intertwined her arm in his making Eren let go of my hands. "Say [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞] . . . You and Armin have been hanging around a lot lately. Are you dating by any chance?" she asked eyeing us both up and down.

There was a moment of silence before Armin spoke.[𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞] and I are not together. Two people can be around together without being considered a couple, Mikasa"

"Why don't we just go to celebrate" Connie said. "Besides, we haven't eaten anything since morning and I'm starving" Jean said. "Alright, lets go then. My treat. Think of it as my graduation gift to you" I said and Connie and Jean seemed to be overjoyed.

We arrived at a restaurant, and while everyone was deciding on what to order, Eren asked to me to talk at the garden.

We excused ourselves from the table and went outside. For some reason, he seemed nervous. "What's the matter Eren? why do you seem tense? Is something wrong?" I asked and he looked at me

"I need your advice [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞]" he said. "Go on" I urged him to continue. "Well, I was planning to propose to Mikasa today, but I don't know if shell agree. So should I do it today or postpone it?" he asked and I could not believe what I heard.

"You want to propose to . . . Mikasa . . . " I whispered and he nodded his head. Eren wanted to marry Mikasa.

"[𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞]. Are you alright?" Eren asked snapping me out of my trance. "Yeah! Yeah! . . . I'm fine just a bit shocked, that's all" I reassured him.

"So, what do you suggest?" he asked. "Why don't you do it before we leave the restaurant. And don't worry, I'm sure shell accept" I said and he embraced me.

"You give such good advice [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞]. I'm glad you're my friend" he said before we went back in the restaurant.

We had our dinner and talked about our future plans and laughed about silly things. After I payed the bill, I which everyone was thankful for, we headed out.

Just then, Eren called out to Mikasa, and as we all turned around, we saw him on one knee holding a small black velvet box in one hand. All the heads in the restaurant turned to their direction.

"Mikasa, we've been together for 3 years now. You were the first person to talk to me on campus. You always listened to me and hung around me even on the toughest of times. Will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?" Eren asked and Mikasa covered her mouth with both her hands and cried "Yes! Yes Eren! I will!" and they kissed.

Everyone was applauding as he slid the ring on her finger. I was feeling numb. I couldn't cry at all.Eren was gone . . . forever.

Everyone was happy for them ever since then. They started planning their wedding involving me in every minor and major decision they made. From the cake to the venue to the wedding dress, they asked for my every opinion. It felt as if they were taunting me but I could do nothing.

The only person who kept me sane throughout all the shambles, was Armin.

When he saw how stressed I was, he would invite me to his place to watch a movie. He was very sweet and has helped me to focus more on other important things other than Eren.

After all the preparations were done, their now had to choose their brides maids and best men.

Eren had of course chosen Armin,Jean and Connie while Mikasa had chosen her other female friends.

Eren had tried to convince Mikasa to let me be one of her brides maids but she refused regardless off how much he pleaded. He only gave up when I had also refused.

I received their wedding invitation a week before and surprisingly, a gift from Eren.

I brought the package inside and when I opened it, there was fabric inside. I took it out and it was a blue sequenced dress that was a short high-low with lacy sleeves. There was something else inside. It was a black long box and inside it was a gold and silver necklace with my name on it and a letter was also inside written;

𝕀 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕪 𝕘𝕚𝕗𝕥 [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞]

ℍ𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕕𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘.

𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕

-𝕰𝖗𝖊𝖓

I took the dress and the necklace and locked it in my wardrobe. I felt happy that even though we hadn't seen each other lately, he still remembered me though . . . it wasn't exactly how I wanted to be remembered by him.

The week flew by and before I knew it, it was the morning of their wedding day. On Sunday 23rd of October. I got ready, took a shower, applied my makeup and did my hair.

I took the dress out along with the necklace. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought about wearing it. If I showed up and didn't wear it, it would make Eren sad, and I didn't want him to have any negative emotions especially on his special day.

I got into my car and got to the venue where different people entered wearing designer clothing and had their hair done nicely. I took my purse and checked if I had everything I needed before heading fo the staircases.

The security outside authorized my invitation card and I was allowed in. I sat in the second row next to Professor Levi since we were close to the bride and groom.

"Why are you here?" he asked staring at me. "Oh! . . . I am Eren's best friend. We've known each other since we were 5" he nodded his head.

Just then Eren walked in wearing a stunning black suit that fit him so well and his hair was in a messy man bun with Jean,Armin and Connie following behind as his best men.

He made his way to the altar and stood there waiting. When he caught a glimpse of me he sent me a wave and a smile which I returned before he looked away.

" You two must be very close" Levi said and I looked down . "Very" I said.

We waited for about an hour and then the bride arrived. I looked at Eren who had a wide toothy grin plastered on his face. Mikasa was in a white wedding dress that hugged her up until her waist and just dripped down to puffiness. Her hair was done in a nice bun leaving some strands of hair on her face. She also wore a tiara like pin that held he veil while she was holding a bouquet of daffodils.

Everyone watched in awe and clapped while all I could do was stare. She was so pretty, no wonder Eren had chosen her.

She reached the altar with her brides maids on her side. They exchanged vows and placed the rings on each others fingers.

Tears started rolling down my cheeks without my permission. "I'm happy as long as he's happy" I said to myself as I wiped my tears.

"You may now kiss the bride" I heard and I stood up as everyone else cheered. I reached the door but before leaving I whispered.

"I love you Eren. I'm sorry I hadn't saud it earlier. But as of now, you wont reciprocate my feelings. I guess it will forever be a 

𝕺𝖓𝖊-𝕾𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖉 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊"

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ǫᴏᴜᴛᴇᴠ ᴀᴄᴄ.:

[magicalrocketships]

sweet Holland driving track? 🍊

ahhhh this is half chat fic/some of me rambling into the abyss/some bits of actual fic that started off a Sweet Home Alabama AU, swerves right into a scene from Chalet Girl, and diverts into its own hospital themed fix-it fic.

Have a little bit where Max is trying to track Daniel down halfway across the world after meeting him again and getting worried about him:

She comes over, looking a little confused. She's holding a takeaway sandwich and a can of diet coke.

"Is Daniel your brother?" he asks, before Michelle even gets to him. Then, even before she's nodding, he says, "Did he get home? From Europe? Did he come here?"

"Who are you?"

"You can check with him," he says, "my name is Max. Max Verstappen. Here, I will show you my passport and then you will know." He gets his passport out of his backpack. Then he gets his phone out too. Scrolls to his hidden folder, tries to hide some of the dick pics he's got saved there. Scrolls up until he gets to the picture he wants to show here. Him, younger, with Daniel next to him. Daniel is looking at him and laughing. Max is embarrassing in that picture. Everything he feels is written on his face. He shows it to Daniel's sister. "See, I am not lying. I am looking for Daniel. I want to know that he is okay. Is he okay?"

She looks at him for a while, and down at the picture. "This was a while ago," she says. Then: "No. I don't think he is."

"You do not need to give me his address," Max says, because he is a stranger and he cannot explain that they are married when he's fairly certain Daniel wouldn't be trying to limply fuck a girl if anyone here knew he was gay. "I would meet him somewhere. Whenever he is free. You can tell him. You can have my number. I will wait." He knows he sounds desperate. He is desperate. Daniel broke his heart so badly it will never be fixed. Daniel left him without a word and left him to deal with everything on his own and it's taken him until now to realise he'd been on a dead-end journey to his own furious, helpless end like his dad. But Daniel, who had been shaking, who had almost died, who had not looked like any Daniel Max had ever been to bed with, looks like he's at the bottom of a hole and no one seems to have fucking noticed.

"I have come a long way to see that he is okay," he says, when Michelle doesn't say anything. She's narrowed her eyes. "I will wait. It is okay. He is my-- Daniel is safe with me."

[ashwhowrites]

Hi I love your five and was wondering if you could do angst prompts 2, 6, and 21 for Robin cause I absolutely love her and the way you write her.

A request for my wifey? Oh absolutely. Hurts to break her heart

Thank you sm!!

“I don’t expect a happy ending. I just want an ending.”

“I pushed you away because you deserve better.”

“I hope you got what you wanted.”

Y/N didn't know where it all went wrong. She couldn't pinpoint where the destruction started. If she had the time, she would have caught it all from falling.

The love she shared with Robin was so real that neither of them knew what to do. Both were new to relationships, barely any experience under their belts with girls, and had no clue what to do once you fell in love.

Well Robin thought she knew. And she thought- run

Robin didn't expect to fall this hard for Y/N. Robin had her eyes set on Vickie for months, truly believing that was the girl that would change it all. She had no idea it would be Vickie's boyfriend's best friend that truly fucked her up in every direction.

Robin and Y/N started because of Vickie and her boyfriend, funny enough. Y/N hated third wheeling, but Ken always wanted her around. Plus Vickie adored her. Always saying "I just love you. Please come!"

And now she watches Vickie and Ken tongue each other at the arcade. Rolling her eyes as she wandered off on her own.

That's when she met Robin, a girl that was angrily beating the claw machine.

"which one do you want?" Y/N asked as she walked up.

Robin turned to look at the stranger that stood next to her. Blinking over and over to see if the angel in front of her was going to disappear.

"the lion" Robin muttered. Embarrassed that she was caught banging on the machine like a toddler

"I'm really good at these. Hold on"

Robin watched as the stranger used her own quarter, successfully winning the lion and handed it over.

"um thank you" Robin blushed, squeezing the lion in her hands

"I'm Y/N, and your name? Plus the lion?"

Robin laughed at her joke

"Robin and this little guy is definitely Pedro."

~~

And that's where it all began.

Robin later learned she was a friend of Vickie's, hating now that they did double dates.

Robin was trying to move on, and apparently she couldn't move on very far.

Y/N never noticed Robin's long glances towards Vickie. Never once picking up on the thought that Robin was incapable of moving on from the red head. No idea Robin had a crush on her in the first place.

Y/N wished she did know. Maybe she could have stopped herself from falling.

She wished Robin just thought it all through before making her fall in love.

~~

Y/N knew she wasn't supposed to hear it. The fast whispers between Robin and Steve as they stalked shelves with movies.

All Y/N wanted to do was be a good girlfriend, bring lunch and kiss on Robin's break.

Hearing her girlfriend declare she was in love with Vickie was not what she was planning to hear.

"Steve what the fuck do I do? I'm dating practically a fucking angel. I seriously think God sent her down here to fix the world. And she adores me. She loves me. She treats me well. She's perfect and here I am lying to her. I'm fucking in love with Vickie and letting Y/N treat me like gold. What do I do?" Robin ranted, quickly losing her breath as she panicked.

"I have no idea. I think you need to be honest with her. I think the best decision would be to break up. Y/N doesn't deserve a girl that isn't all for her. She needs someone who treats her the way she treats you."

For once Steve Harrington knew exactly what a girl needed to hear.

~~

Y/N never told Robin she heard their conversation. She wanted to see if Robin would tell her the truth.

But as weeks passed, Y/N knew Robin was never going to tell her. So she began to distance herself from Robin. Slowly learn a life where Robin wasn't the main lead anymore. She needed the comfort that she would be alright with Robin gone.

~~

Robin noticed the random distance between her and her girlfriend. Y/N seemed so robotic. Like her movements were inhuman. So stiff and solid. She never kissed Robin anymore. Her body barely even skims past her anymore.

So Robin did the dumbest thing possible - confront her girlfriend.

Simply asking her but seemed to be the problem lately.

Y/N had the opening and a chance to close the door on her and Robin forever.

"you just seem to be pushing away" Robin whispered gently, trying to touch her girlfriend's hand but never succeeding.

"maybe I pushed you away because you deserve better.” Y/N answered. In some way she must have been wrong for Robin. She must not have been a good enough girlfriend to keep her interested. Robin wanted something new, something better, she wanted Vickie.

"like who? You are easily the best out of everyone" Robin smiled but it quickly dropped as Y/N released venom in her next words

"even Vickie?"

"um what?" Robin laughed awkwardly. She made sure her crush on Vickie was so hidden and a secret.

"you heard me. You want Vickie. And you never wanted me. You are IN LOVE with her. IN FUCKING LOVE WITH MY BEST FRIEND!" Y/n raised her voice, pacing around Robin's bedroom. This was it and Y/N was prepared.

"Y/N.... I'm so sorry. I don't even know what to say." Robin sobbed quietly. She hated herself for this. She hated her heart for betraying her. She wanted to love this girl in front of her and she wanted to more than anything else. But she just couldn't

"You've told Steve plenty and that's all I needed to hear" Y/N sighed. Collecting her things and preparing to leave Robin's room, her house, and her life.

"Y/N WAIT PLEASE. I don't want to end things this bad with you" Robin was desperate. She didn't deserve Y/N as a friend but she couldn't live knowing she hated her guts

"this is the ending Robin. I don’t expect it to be a happy ending. I just want an ending. I hope you got what you wanted. We're done."

Robin watched as she went. She didn't deserve to stop her or even have the words to stop her.

Her mind wanted Y/N

But her heart wanted Vickie

Neither were going to win

[swoomoo]

Session 1

Amare Belmont

November 2nd, 2023

I used my shadows last night and fear that it might have been a mistake. It immediately left its mark on me and I woke up today with an immense hunger. I cannot share this with Vesper. He needs to not doubt my decisions. The whole pack need not to.

I made my decision and succeeded, that is all that matters. Still, it was too much for me to contain. I left early into the night to hunt. I knew he would be there. That sad blood I had been stalking. It wasn't my preferred flavor but I was hungry. Seeing it stumble to the closest bar in such a sad state made me angry. It had been this way for so long. Grieving but never wanting to move on. He was weak and it killed me inside.

I killed him for it. I thought it was the right choice. We can all be a bit irrational when we get hungry but that man was a failure. He refused to improve himself and wasted the air of others around him.

I dumped him next to a dumpster. It looks like his unhealthy heart couldn't handle the strain the cold weather put on him. I hope Vesper doesn't find out.

Afterward we met at the office. The whole pack was there. I was surprised Niccolo would show up anywhere that didn't have valet. While they were there I introduced them to Koda. I listened very carefully to see if any of them would call him a ghoul. I will immediately correct them if they try. Thankfully none of them did.

Niccolo's little rat showed up too. I didn't think much of it but Vesper was clearly bothered by this. I enjoy he has learned to pick up the slack when needed. He is truly wonderful. He even questioned her and let his beast out a bit. I thought for a moment he was a hunter again. I of course followed up and tried to make her nervous. I am less trusting than Vesper so if he could sniff out something from her then of course I was ready to fight.

She said she recently moved her from South America. Her name is Martha and she is a Banu Haqim. Nothing seemed off but we will of course keep a closer eye on her for now. If she is a Banu there have been many reports of them joining the local Sabbat.

Speaking of the Sabbat, Niccolo received a threat via a dumbass chant on a postcard at his front door. This man decides it is in his best interest to reach out to them and try to make peace. Apparently his "family" has done many deals with the Sabbat in the past. He swears to me he has never done that. If I figure out differently I'll make sure Vesper has a nice snack.

We went to the Anarch club not far from the office and immediately saw Deavis once again. Even for a Nosferatu his outfit was hideous. I kid you not, Niccolo immediately says, "Do you know where I can find the Sabbat" out loud. I wanted to stake him. Vesper and Vincent went into the club, probably embarrassed. I needed to know if anyone heard Niccolo. He would have been killed if I left him alone.

Of course a loose-lipped foolish cainite screaming about the fury of the sword comes waltzing over. Niccolo has the audacity to ask for some privacy when they speak. The freak agreed to speak in the back. All we got was stupid cult bullshit. He said the Sabbat was mad they weren't invited.

I made it clear I used to be in the Sabbat to them. I was hoping they would be willing to give up some extra information because of this but unfortunately, here in London they think they are scholars or something.

What bothers me the most about tonight is when I was talking to them, the only thing I could think is how fucking weak they were compared to my old pack. They acted like the Sabbat was a game. I was tortured toward perfection. These idiots think breaking the masquerade makes them gods. The Brujah at the gala could have killed these fucks. I only wish we had gotten to.

We spoke once more to Deavis and met up with Martha. I hope Vincent and Vesper had more luck inside than we did.

[politelymenacing]

My Series 2 rewatch thoughts that no-one asked for. Mostly random thoughts and things I've only noticed since watching series 3. Series 1 rewatch here.

The bit of Jamie on This Morning feels so wrong. There is nowhere near enough giggling on the part of Phil and Holly. The vibes are so off.

Jamie's eyes light up when he sees the little Richmond fan asking for his autograph. He is super cute with kids, actually.

Ted says his favourite book is The Fountainhead. I haven't read it, but from what I understand the philosophy of that book really does not seem to line up with Ted's at all. If anyone has read it, I'd love to hear any insights as to why the writers chose that as his favourite.

The way that Phoebe's team looks at Roy 🥰

There's Isaac in glasses again (I might be slightly obsessed, but in my defence, he looks so good in them).

Jamie x Dani shippers be like:

This is the most unconvincing email I've ever seen:

Love hearing some Queen on the soundtrack.

There has been a serious lack of Trent so far. We truly are spoilt in series 3.

Instant chemistry between Ted and Nora. I love it

Bring it On references and is that pom pom shaking, Mr Crimm? They are so embarrassing. I love them.

Bumbercatch as always asking the important questions:

The whole British Doll thing is soooooo weird to me. I guess this was a thing for the Americans?

There is no way that many people would be outside on Christmas day in London.

Dani and Zoreaux playing with Higgins's kids is wonderful. They really commit to the bit.

Julie Higgins / Dani BFF agenda starts here, they are so cute.

Mr Shelby! (Damn you really do have to rewatch it all to get all their little references, huh?)

Oh interesting. Jade is actually not particularly rude to Nate the first time they meet. It's only after he pulls his demanding shit. I had remembered her being worse. Or maybe I've just come around to her after she took none of Rupert's shit.

Kids looking at Roy with heart eyes Part 2.

The pub lads' Bake Off chant 😂

Gifs and screenshots truly do not capture the adorableness of Colin and Will's camouflage interaction. Will's laugh is So. Cute. (Sorry. Michael, I am still holding out hope for these two)

Also, I don't know if anyone has mentioned this yet, but under the camouflage is a rainbow trim on Colin's jumper:

They truly did such a good job casting Jamie's dad.

How is Sam so smooth a) at his age and b) in the presence of Rebecca??

New headcanon: The scarves that Beard and Jeremy get from the lost and found at the Crown and Anchor were Trent's.

Jamie helping Dani walk in his dress shoes 🥰

The lads all look great at the funeral (especially Isaac). I am living for Colin's waistcoat.

Hearing Roy say "service station" is painful. At least he said aeroplane. (I am telling myself he was talking about a service station in America, because I don't think I have ever seen an advert for a petrol station in my life)

Ted is so happy when Trent texts him! (Maybe because he wrote 'The Independent' and it seems hella flirty if you don't know what's coming next and if you think about the fact he's texting at night)

I'm sorry, but Trent's byline photo is so funny.

It doesn't matter how many times I've seen it, it still hurts so much.

WILL LURKING. 💖

FOLLOW THE MONEY!

Well this makes me nervous for the end of series 3....

Still the best shot of the entire show.

That theory about leopard print indicating a character is queer? Don't forget Mae:

Dani giving Will a piggyback!

Why were we surprised to learn Sam named the restaurant after his dad? He is credited as Ola:

[holyserverbatman]

Digital Detective Exchange - First Batch!

Since the month is now halfway over and we are swiftly approaching our reveal date (Jan. 31st!), we thought it was time to share with you the first batch of our Secret Santa aka Digital Detective Exchange!

Currently, all of these works are anonymous, so if you're curious about who the creators are, be sure to check them out at the end of the month!

A full list can be found at the collection page! Please also make sure to check the additional tags and warnings yourself - they are not listed here. Thank you <3

Feathers and Bones | Fic - Dick & Jason | NR | 4.3k | for Gen (That_Hippie_Chick on AO3)

“Where’s your bike?” Jason interrupted. “We can head back to the cave together.��

Well, that was…confusing, among other things. Dick just managed to stop himself from blurting out any of his surprise - at the fact Jason was going back to the cave at all and at the fact he wanted to go together - and say instead, “Sorry, no can do. I’ve got a few other things lined up for tonight.”

Or: When an injured Dick refuses to go back to the cave, Jason takes matters into his own hands. They have more arguments than breakthroughs, but it's a start.

Bandage | Art - Tim, Dami, Cass, Steph | G | for @kgraces

Winner Takes All | Fic - Batkids | G | 1.4k | for @kuna-mart

Bruce is at work and Alfred is on vacation, leaving the kids at home. So naturally a prank war must occur.

an unfortunate glimpse of one Jason Todd experiencing Emotions | Fic - Joyfire | T | 1.5k | for @blackroseaki38

Normally, Jason wouldn't take off patrolling for long when he'd broken a bone. He’d take a week to rest and heal up a bit, use the time to strategize his next moves. He’d probably sit around sulking about whichever loser rogue managed to get the jump on him enough to injure him, torturing himself with gross bland foods and mind-numbing reality TV.

But not this time. Maybe Jason was a little hasty earlier, because there are some good things about his life.

Namely his two roommates-slash-best-friends-slash-embarrassing-crushes.

Home (is where the hearth is) | Fic - Batfam | T | 5.3k | for @huilian

What makes a house a home? Some would say it’s the habit of coming back to it, some would say it’s the presence of your belonging. Some would say it’s the warm smell of a loved one cooking for you.

Or: five times Batfam members made food for each other in the late hours of night.

Rescue (Revenge) | Fic - Tim & Jason | G | 2.8k | for @valkirinii

Tim goes undercover to take down a dangerous gang, unknowingly putting himself in grave danger, only to come face to face with Gotham's newest crime lord, the Red Hood.

imitation, the sincerest form of flattery | Fic - Steph & Jason | T | 6.2k | for @blogofabookworm

Stephanie might be the only sidekick to not end up adopted and she might feel like coming back from apparent death wrecked her claim to being part of the family but she's fine. (Jason doesn't agree but he's taking the slow approach. He knows that you can't make someone agree that it is as easy as going home.)

When Bruce Wayne is in danger and people start wondering why Batman isn't coming to his rescue, Stephanie Brown has a plan just crazy enough to work.

my addicted heart shakes when you are gone | Fic - Tim & his parents | M | 1.2k | for @mynameisactuallyten

Tim is addicted to his parents love, and it wrecks him every time they leave.

Burning Questions | Fic - Dick, Steph, Jason | T | 5.8k | for @writergeek

“I don’t mean to complain or anything, but how do you keep up with this, Nightwing?”

Batgirl stood next to him on the rooftop, her arms resting on her thighs as she struggled to catch her breath. Only fire-forged stubbornness kept Dick from showing his own exhaustion quite as publicly.

“Not to burst your bubble… but it’s really not this bad, usually.”

“They must have heard about our visit. A warm welcome for the Gotham trash.” Jason’s voice was riddled with static, his looming shadow only the idea of a silhouette a couple of houses away.

It was supposed to be a normal night out in Blüdhaven with his siblings. 'Supposed to' being the operative word.

The Princes of Gotham | Fic - Dick & Jason | T | 1.5k so far | for @sassydefendorflower

Prince Richard knows two things:

He hates the man who destroyed his eye Prince Jason died three years ago

Jason Todd knows two things:

He hates his brother, Richard Richard killed him three years ago

Keep up, Richard | Art - Dick and Slade | T | for @withthekeyisking-writer

Slade wont give Dick a brake.

Happy Holidays stranger.

I Mustache if Something is Different | Art - Dick & Jason | G | for @nelson-and-murdock

Jason squinted at the baldcap that was handed to him. "This doesn't even match my skin." He said.

"It matches Alfred's, though, and that's the goal, Little Wing." Dick replied, focused on the mirror as he fluffed up his eyebrows.

Dress up time at Wayne Manor ft Dick and Jason wearing Different™️ costumes Fanart.

[toriaurorawriter15]

Love Torn

Chapter 6: Audrey's Letter

Today is the first and last time Ben will ever enter Gaston's Pin Bar with two of his guards on both of his sides.

Ben wasn't sure why the cottage-core-like home with animal skins and the heads of several dead wildlife animals was popular.

The King now knows this practice is a coping mechanism for all men in his kingdom.

According to Jane, this twenty-by-thirty dark bar is where Prince Chad Charming Jr would be.

Since my wedding ceremony to Mal, Charming Jr. has become friends with every bottle he comes across.

According to Ben's mother, Queen Ella is worried about his health!

The last time Queen Ella talked to his mother, Ella and Chad's younger sister Choely stopped by to explain that he hadn't been the same since he received a mysterious letter.

It is a light pink parchment letter given to him by one of the three fairies, Maryweather.

"I should have realized that Audrey's disappearance would be Chad's undoing... Oh, Aud, where did you go?" Ben thought as he entered the gloomy bar with his guards.

Several scattered two-seated high tables surround a stage, and five more are outside on the indoor patio.

It doesn't take long for the young King to stumble onto one of the table settings, but Ben keeps walking farther into the stinky bar.

"Your Highness, I found him!" The guard on his right side announces.

Ben turns towards the brunette man's direction before seeing the guard's middle and index fingers point toward the back bar.

Behind the bar is a chubby man named LeFou, whose hands are cleaning the counter with a white towel.

Right next to him on the opposite side of the counter is a blond man with his head covered by his arms.

'What happened to you, Chad?" Ben thought as he took in the prince's appearance.

The once clean-shaven man was disheveled, his neat bob hairstyle was nowhere to be found, and he smelled strongly like hard-core whiskey.

Prince Charming Jr was leaning all his weight onto the black counter as he slept off his hangover.

Within seconds, Ben walks toward Charming's direction.

"Aw, Your Highness!" LeFou exclaims, "Are you here to finally get this man out of Gaston's bar?"

The guards behind Ben snicker over LaFou's question while they hear Ben respond, "Perhaps!"

Ben stands beside Chad and comments, amused, "Before I do, I need to sober him up so he can answer some of my questions."

A raspberry escapes Chat's lips before seeing the prince move from his position.

"Oh, now you want to know what about your Ex?" Charming replies, "Are you done with playing happy family with that dragon?"

Anger rushes through Ben's veins before replying in a firm tone, "Do not disrespect your Queen."

Charming laughs at Ben's comment as he brushes a tear that escapes from his right eye.

Ben starts to feel his chest rise and fall as he tries not to find it within himself to punch his so-called best mate.

"What is so funny?" Ben asks while he clenches his teeth.

Charming stops laughing and casually states, "Let me guess, the V kiddos think Audrey took revenge on your dragon wife. Jane told you about the letter that could answer all your questions." a hic-up comes out of his thin lips before hearing him add on with amusement behind each of his words, "It is ironic- that you are hoping to get answers- from the one woman- you left heartbroken- because you couldn't be faithful- both of us know- she didn't get any answers from you- when you embarrassed her in front of all our peers at the prep-rally!" He takes a deep breath in before ending his speech by stating in an uncaring tone, "Never mind!- there is no point talking to a guy who can't see- that his decisions- affect those around him!

Guilt comes across Ben's heart from Chad's declaration before turning away from the drunk prince.

The once-confused boy wanted to say Audrey was a horrible person and she deserved it, which is true!

Until Ben remembers his mother's last comment after meeting little Audrey for the first, "Not everyone comes from a loving home."

Ben witnessed Audrey's family's dynamic, and the eight-year-old prince couldn't take her away from that horrible place.

Audrey's grandmother was very abusive towards her granddaughter. Queen Leah said many hurtful words about Audrey's posture and how she presented herself.

Besides those jabs, Queen Leah would sometimes leave physical bruises on Audrey.

Sometimes Chad, or himself would find nail prints on her shoulder or bruising under her ribs.

He remembers the many times she would escape her home and sob into his mother's arms.

Tears were always running down her brown doe-eyes as his younger self would console her after a meeting with her grandmother.

Queen Leah controlled every aspect of Audrey's life. He- ruined that one piece of happiness in her life: their relationship by allowing Mal to believe she manipulated him into falling in love with her.

For the sake of his kingdom, Ben had to act inhumanly.

So he stares at his two guards with no reaction as they look at him with anticipation.

He takes a small breath in and out before ordering, "Go and guard the front doors of this bar!"

" We might be here a while," he whispers.

Both guards nod to his request and leave the room.

He then turns towards LaFu and asks, "Please leave the room." The Englishman nods before leaving the room quickly.

Well, kind of. Ben notices LaFu hiding behind the stage, but he lets the bartender listen to their conversation. After all, they know everything that happens at this bar.

Once the area is clear, Ben tries a different tactic and returns his direction towards Charming.

"Please tell me what Aud-Audrey wrote, Chad!" Ben begs, "I wouldn't be asking if it wasn't important! Mal was murdered in her sleep last night, and I think Audrey may know why."

Chad's honey cone eyes glare at the King with nothing.

Ben grows angrier from his lack of response and hits the bar's counter with his right fist.

"Dam it, Chad!" Ben starts, "You need to realize that this secret you have will get you killed!"

"Yeah, so what!" Chad spit back, I have no other reason to live".

Ben takes a deep breath in and out before stating in distress, "I get it- I messed up!"

Ben looks down at the dust counter and states, "Chad, you need to understand!" My son just lost his mother, and now you want him to be without a father! - Why?- I don't know the answer to that question! All I know is that I will be in danger! So please tell me; what happened to Audrey."

Chad takes a moment to think about his response.

"Don't say I didn't do anything for you," he replies before reaching into the inner pocket behind his heart.

Within minutes, Ben sees the wittering light pink parchments of paper.

He takes it from Chad's dirty fingers before seeing Audrey's cursive words in blue ink.

"You can keep it." Charming states in defeat, "I have memorized it since I received it."

Ben nods to his comment before reading the letter. Dear Chad,

My grandmother has exiled me from Auradon. Can you believe it! She is exiling me from this universe.

Gosh, I don't know where I am going, but I can't step foot in Aurdon.

Chad, I am so scared!

There is nothing I can do to make her change her mind! My mother isn't going to survive with this rash decision of her.

Yet, I can't do this more!

If I say anything else on this paper, it could get back to her, and I must protect my unborn child.

Yes, I am expecting! :) I don't know when they will be delivered.

However, I promise you! I will love them with every piece of my heart.

They will never spend a night in bed crying at the thought of never being enough.

People always say a bundle of joy can change you as a better person. Well- I will certainly make sure their life is better than mine.

But that isn't why I am writing this letter to you. There is so much I want to say to you.

Yet, I need you to do a favor.

Well, two.

First, tell Ben that I am so sorry for whatever happens next.

I don't know what my grandmother's plan is.

But it must be something drastic.

Let him know I cannot forgive someone who I love.

If that last statement breaks your heart, I am so sorry.

Still, you must know that I tried to give you everything.

We both know Ben owes my heart.

Second, please take care of yourself.

I can not be the reason why you can't breathe. It will break me to pieces if I find out that you died because I left. Chat, I am not worth your heartache. Believe me!

Plus, you must think of Choley! She needs her big brother to teach her everything.

Oh my goodness, I am so sensitive! Dam, this must be the hormones I read about in the library! lol.

I hope you can do those favors for me, and I will miss you! Always your friend, Audrey Rose! -Crown, Heart Emjoi-

"She is expecting, and I am not the father," Chad says in a bitter tone while he looks ahead in anguish.

Ben puts his right hand above Chad's torn shirt and replies, "I wish I knew what I did to make her fall in love with me. Nevertheless, she is right! You are love-torn. You need to put the broken pieces of your heart together, and I will help you. That is a promise I can make for you."

Chad doesn't do anything for a moment before nodding in agreement, "For Choley and my mother, I will try."

Ben disagrees, "No, you will do it. And by the sound of this letter, Audrey will need you in the future."

Chad nods in agreement.

The rest of the night, Ben and Chad spent it rekindling their friendship.

It will amaze their friends to see them being able to put the past behind them.

However, it won't be the same as before Queen Mal came into the picture.

Previous Chapter

[marley-rose]

i've seen this episode & i still loved the show || marley & elijah 📝

TAGGING → marley rose & @elijahwilde

LOCATION → marley's apartment

TIME FRAME → honestly i don't even remember

NOTES → elijah apologizes, they make up, feelings and stuff. ya know.

Marley had asked Elijah to come over to her place, because she was keeping this on her "turf" so to speak. This was on her terms. She'd had somuch trust for him and it felt like it all got deleted in an instant, she knew that wasn't particularly fair, but rationality wasn't exactly her friend when her heart was involved, and God was it involved. She was so embarrassed that she remembered every detail of this and he had nothing. She didn't want to be doing this. She wished she was someone who could just stop speaking to someone and not care, but that wasn't her. It just never could be, especially not with him. She opened the door and invited him in, disarmed by the state of him. He didn't look like he was doing any better than she was. Good, she thought absently, and immediately felt guilty for it. "What is it that you couldn't tell me over text?" she asked, trying to keep her voice even, but the pitch was too high, unnatural, not a way that she was used to speaking to him at all.

Elijah definitely wasn't doing better. After Emma had talked him off the ledge, he really thought he had some points he wanted to get across to Marley. Namely, that he was an idiot. He'd gotten too drunk, and honestly, it was a wonder that he'd been so uninhibited, apparently, because it would have taken that level of liquid courage for him to make any kind of move on Marley, let alone several. So he did walk into her apartment looking like a golden retriever with his tail between his legs and immediately winced at how strained and broken he sounded. "It's not that. I just--" He honestly wanted to evaporate on the spot at that point. He had to rip off the bandaid. He had to say something intelligent. "I just need to tell you how sorry I am in person, and how much I understand that you're mad at me, and... I didn't want to explain that over a text message where it could be interpreted as anything other than like, truly sincere. You're so important to me, Mars, and I'm sorry that I made you feel like you aren't. Like, honestly-- it took me that amount of alcohol to work up the nerve to kiss you, and you deserve more than that. Let alone... I mean, I'm furious I can't even remember any of it." He knew he was babbling, but he didn't care. "I understand if you're mad, or need time, or anything like that. I'm so sorry I hurt you."

Marley took a deep breath, she couldn't make eye contact right away, it was just too much. "I'm mostly just sad," Marley admitted. "And I guess mad, too, but mostly sad, which is actually worse, because that means I really care. I knew I did, but." She stopped short, "I was a little tipsy, but I made a clear choice. I don't make those choices lightly, not those kinds. I mean, there was that one time, but in general? I don't make those choices lightly. So the fact that I did all of that with you, it's not nothing, and it hurts that it kind of has to be nothing for you, because you don't even remember, so how could it be anything but nothing?"

"I... was not tipsy," Elijah swallowed, because it was hard for him to admit. "I was definitely less inhibited, but that doesn't mean it was a choice I wasn't interested in." He wasn't sure how to say any of it in a way that made sense. He knew that his goal had always been to keep Marley safe, and he'd done a pretty shit job of that. "But it wasn't nothing," Elijah shrugged, shoving his hands in his pockets. "I don't need to remember it to tell you it was something."

"You should know something really embarrassing up front, actually, before we go any further, I had to take plan B the next morning," Marley blurted, "We didn't use anything, and that's fucking embarrassing for me, on top of everything else. I've never taken that stuff before. I felt like I was like, a teenage girl crawling into a Walgreens whispering to the pharmacist like it was a speakeasy," she groaned. "So I'm mad about that, too, but not even at you. At me." She sighed heavily and paced the room, running her hands through her hair, "And, and I don't know how you can say that it was something, because you never even wanted me that way, not until you had drinks in you."

She had to take Plan B. Elijah felt like the biggest asshole in the entire world, and frankly, it wasn't a feeling he enjoyed. Marley was so important to him, for so many reasons, and this? This just felt like he had used her. Deep down, he knew he hadn't. He knew that the alcohol had just brought out the side of him that he'd been too afraid to ever show her, ever since they were kids and he basically fell in love for the first time. "That's not true," he swallowed, because he knew that if they were to go forward in the conversation, he had to tell her the real truth. "Look-- I'll send you money for the Plan B. It's my fault, obviously, you needed to take it. But I have wanted you that way. I'm just very controlling about it because if you look at my track record, I have a really bad habit of fucking stuff up."

Marley looked over at him for the first time since letting him in and her eyes were narrowed suspiciously, "What do you mean, you have wanted me? You've wanted to hook up with me?" she said, anxiety extremely present in her tone because she truly didn't know what he actually meant, "Like you would've wanted that to happen even if you'd only had a diet coke? You would have still wanted to do that? Exactly that?" She looked away from him again, then forced herself to look back, and the true anguish there...that was her friend, and he was in pain, "Or is it more than that?" No way it's more than that, get a grip, Marley.

Elijah could see she was starting to panic, and he too, was starting to lose his composure. If anything, it meant that she truly didn't understand how much she meant to him, and he didn't really know how to live with that. "Hey, no," He reached for her, but didn't want her to recoil under his touch, so he left the option up to her. "No, Marley. It's always been more than that. It's just... never really been our time, you know? I don't even know that it is, now. I hope you can forgive me for this, but I understand if you can't. I just needed you to know that and hear that from my voice."

Marley's stomach rolled, because of course, she'd always loved him. Maybe there had been an intermission while she was with Hunter, but when the light shone at the end of the tunnel of her heartbreak from that relationship, the only one she could see was Elijah. It's just never been our time. I don't even know that it is, now. Marley stopped pacing and stood in one spot, "It could've been our time any time you asked," she said, without even a second thought. The ache in her chest was familiar, and massive, and she didn't even know what she was feeling really, maybe fifty things at once, but the thing she most recognized was love, because she fucking loved him. She always had. He had to know that, didn't he know that?

"But I didn't, Marley," Elijah stared at her, his smile very sad. "I didn't because I'm not brave enough. We've had time, but it didn't... I didn't. And I paid the price for that in potentially losing you for good. I know that. But you deserve better and you always have. I mean-- look at this. Do you really want to be with a guy who gets so blackout drunk to find the courage to even kiss you that he can't remember it?"

"Don't insult me," Marley said, eyes narrowing again. "I know exactly who you are, and I still-" she swallowed hard, the tears coming, unable to shake them this time. God damnit. "I know exactly who you are and you're not a coward. A coward wouldn't come over here and say any of this to me, and you don't get to tell me what I do and don't deserve, because that's a cop-out. You're smart enough to know. You know that's a cop-out at best and at worst it strips me of agency. You're smart enough to know." she concluded, the hot tears running down her cheeks. "I have stood beside you for years, and have wanted you. All the while, I have wanted you. All the while, I have known you. I have known the real you. I have seen your ugly, and it's ugly, but I still. I still." she swallowed hard, "So do not tell me what I deserve. I know what I deserve," Marley said, her shoulders shaking with sobs. "If you didn't have the courage then, find it now."

He held his hands up. “I’m not trying to!” And really, Marley was telling him everything she needed to know. At worst, he’d mistreated her and made her feel used. At best, he’d tried to tell her what he deserved. Neither one went over well, and he knew it was no one’s fault but his own that they were in their current situation. I have seen your ugly, and it’s ugly, but I still. No, this wasn’t how it should be. She was right in that there was too much of him that wasn’t ready. “I can’t let this be any kind of beginning, Mars. You crying and me feeling guilty. So can you give me a couple of days to stop feeling like an asshole? Can you forgive me for what I did?”

Marley was quiet for a few minutes, feeling embarrassed for practically begging for him in that moment. What a fucking idiot she had to be, really. She'd outdone herself, she took a deep breath and wiped at her red eyes, "I'll always forgive you," she said, her shoulders shrugging. "That's kind of the whole deal. I'd forgive you anything."

“I want you to really think about it,” Elijah said gently, as he pulled her into a hug. “Because you were— are— really mad at me. If we’re going to do something here, I don’t want it to come from something you think was a mistake on my end. Or induced by alcohol. Can you give me a clean slate?”

Marley tucked her face into his neck and squeezed him back, "I wish you remembered," she admitted. "Because it was a really good night. But." she pulled back to look at him, "It's okay that you don't, I know that if you could, you would, and that's not nothing." It was true, she knew that if anything, he was probably kicking himself trying to remember it. He'd never hurt her on purpose. "I'll tell you about it sometime," she said, sniffling but giving him a little smirk, "But until then, yeah, we can start again."

“I wish I did, too,” Elijah sighed, speaking so quietly he wondered if Marley could even hear him. He felt like such an absolute idiot and knew that wouldn’t change in the foreseeable future. He knew that Marley had no reason to forgive him, or to give him a second chance, but he really appreciate that she did. You could always show me, sometime, he wanted to say, but knew it wasn’t the right moment. “I don’t think you’ve ever been mad at me before. Personally, I hated it.”

"I hated it, too," she said, reaching out to hold onto his hand tentatively, "I don't wanna have to deal with that again. So. Don't try anything with me again unless you mean it?"

Elijah nodded, because it was fair for her to ask. But he did mean it, which was the tough part. He understood what the general consensus of the conversation was, though. Clearly, he wasn’t ready to pursue anything with her— or anyone, really— which meant that obviously, there was some element of time needed. For once, the boy who always had something to say didn’t know how to respond— because he did mean it, and couldn’t confirm to her that he didn’t. It probably would have been better for her. But also, that would mean that Elijah had to process that Marley was saying to him that she had feelings for him, too which never was going to land on him. “I mean, next time, you could just get a dartboard and put a picture of my face over it. Hell, I’d join you in throwing shit at it.”

Marley clocked his avoidance of confirmation, and put it in her back pocket for later when she would inevitably need some encouragement. She shook her head and smiled slightly. "You don't get it," she said with a sigh "Nothing could ever make me want to do that. I figured that out a long time ago. There is such a thing as unconditional..." she stopped herself, but then kept going, "unconditional love."

Unconditional love. No, that's not something Elijah deserved. That's not something he knew about, because he knew without hesitation that unconditional love was for people who didn't get sloppy drunk and sleep with their best friends. "I'll try to be worthy of it," Elijah finally replied, with a water sort of smile. "But if I'm ever not, and you change your mind, I'd get it."

"Hush with that," Marley said, touching his cheek, taking in his expression. It made her heart hurt, whatever was going on inside of him right now, it looked like turmoil, and she wished she could take it away, but she had her own turmoil, and she couldn't take it away for both of them. She sighed, "You are worthy because I decided you are, and I'm stubborn, I don't very often change my mind on things, or on people. I haven't changed my mind in all these years, so do with that what you will."

Elijah's mouth found a smile, and he nodded gently at her. "That's one of the seven million things I love about you, Mars Bar," he gently teased, even though there was no part of him that was actually joking. "You always see the best in people, even-- and especially when they can't see the best in themselves."

Marley shook her head, "In you, I only see the truth," she said simply, her face serious. She wasn't going to let him get away with downplaying himself or acting like he was anything other than amazing. Sure, she had been mad at him not too long ago, but it didn't mean she didn't love him as much then as she did right now.

Well, really, the truth was that Elijah had no idea what he was doing. He knew that he’d been careless and it had nearly cost him the person he loved most, and he knew that he couldn’t do that again. He kissed the top of her head and gave her a little squeeze, but then pulled away from her. “Can I buy you lunch? I think it’s the least I owe you. Honestly, sounds like I should start with a chef’s table dinner.”

Marley nodded, "Only if it's in-n-out and only if we get extra fries," she said, feeling like she could finally exhale. She reached out to hug him again, tucking her face into his neck and suppressing the urge to tell him she loved him. It was bad enough that she had practically begged for him. What she needed to do was just be normal and have lunch, and worry about the rest later.

[shoegazely]

@hidefire :

eyes glance back to the news coverage, which has now gone into a brief history of the company, images included. they don’t look familiar to her, all exteriors and clean lobbies and laboratories. she saw the lobby once, on her way out, but she couldn’t really remember much. aside from the blue fabric of the chairs. it was just so bright compared to every other color that she was used to seeing, it stuck with her. but none of the pictures they show feature it. at least, not in the way that she remembers.

“it’s okay. uh. probably a good thing. in the long term, anyways.” she does take a minute to answer, looking back to him. really, none of this is okay, but she feels… steady, at least. it seems like she’s starting to dry up when it comes to crying because she’s run out of tears. one more wipe with her sleeve, and she’s all done. which doesn’t mean that she actually feels better, but she’s at least calmed down. “it’s uh… gonna be everywhere anyways. i can. uh.” she shrugs. because what can she do, aside from try to shift her focus. at this point, they haven’t said any names. and they haven’t said hers.

that’s good enough for now.

“do uh… do you actually want to come to one? i’ll warn you, they’re definitely not that impressive, but… we do them every other tuesday. even if i don’t preform, i’m always working at them.” they were kind of something she helped put together, but she’s kind of embarrassed to admit that. “maybe sometime i’ll uh. i’ll break out some of my piano skills. twinkle twinkle little star, and all that.” oh she’s actually trying to joke now. actually trying to be okay.

“uhm… what kind of music do you like to play? you said. like. your lead singer? what they pick. what do.. what would you pick?”

knox nods along to her words, still trying to wrap his head around how something so awful could even happen to someone, much less not even be known about until now. knox doesn't feel like anything that substantial has ever happened in his life. she must be strong. definitely stronger than him. it makes him feel a little bit lucky to even be speaking to her. "if you say so," he shrugs, pretty much willing to do whatever she wants. if she doesn't want it off, then that's that. "i guess, maybe the worst of it is over? i mean, now that you know it's out, you can start to deal with it rather than... be caught off guard again or something like that." he has no idea if the words will be comforting, but feels compelled to say them anyway.

then she's talking about her open mic nights and -- knox smiles at the mere idea of going to one. they can't be any worse than some of the gigs he's been to, that's for sure. "hell yeah, i want to come to one! i'm never one to say no to music. it beckons me, man." he sighs wistfully. "well, even if you aren't up there, i can still say hi or something. grab a hot chocolate on the way in." he glances over at his own hot chocolate ; it's probably tepid by now. oh well. turning back to the woman, knox hears her joke and grins. "still better than me. i think my best is 'mary had a little lamb,' and i'm pretty sure that's only three notes. i have to say, i'm impressed with your mad piano skills," he jokes lightly.

knox tilts his head at the next question, surprised that it was asked at all. he's never...really been asked that question before. it's always silas this, silas that, never what knox wants. not like he's the heart of the band or anything, but still, he's been here second longest to silas. and he knows how to play a damn guitar by now. "i guess i'd kind of want to do what our lead does -- mix it up a little. a bit of rock, a bit of country, maybe even bring back that old surf music. grunge would be cool, too, but silas...hates grunge. so that's a no." he shrugs. "but like i said, it's not up to me, so i guess i haven't thought about it too much before." that's not entirely true, but he's not about to spill to some lady how often he's thought about leaving the band to kick up a new one. sure, he's quit three or four times by now, but he always ends up trailing back by the end of the same day. he just doesn't have it in him to start something new, not anymore. then, suddenly, knox thinks about this person being some lady - he doesn't even know her name, does he? a frown tugs at his lips and he fixes his gaze on her. "i just realized i don't even know your name. if you wanna keep being strangers we totally can," he says genuinely, "but if you feel like sharing it...well, i'm all ears."

[10dance]

Ahhhhhhhh!!!!! Sorry I had to scream, I still can't believe that the new chapter is finally here...

First off, this is a gorgeous cover. Both of them looking at each other and not wearing clothes... the shoujo petals, Suzuki's mole being heart-shaped..! you two should kiss!! Inoue must've been thinking that we've been very deprived and decided to gift us this cover page.

Anyway, we got a pretty long chapter update (18 pages and a loooot of dialogue) this time, starting with Max's lecture (?) on Sugiki and telling him he should ask for help. This just makes me even more curious as to what happened after Sugiki froze on the dancefloor... It made me so sad when Sugiki said he mostly had kind onlookers ;-;. He didn't say it like it was a bad thing either, just kind of matter-of-fact, like he knows he'd have to help himself as he's always done, I suppose.

Also, I absolutely love Inoue's panelling choices and all the little motions she adds in as the conversation continues. It makes it a lot more interesting to read and it's great! (Might have influenced my own writing, since I'm realizing that I do that as well, haha). There's like, two shots with Max prominently showing his bare foot which I'm not sure was necessary... Inoue has some explaining to do..?

Then they have a wholesome moment in which Sugiki genuinely thanks Max. I still don't like the man much, but since he did help Sugiki (in his own twisted way) when no one else could see that he needed a distraction more than work, I'll be lenient on him for now. And he also listens to Sugiki rambling about his angsty feelings for Suzuki, what a good (?) friend. It pained me a little when Sugiki questioned if his own feelings were really love like Suzuki concluded all those months ago (for us it was years!). He must've given it a lot of thought too but we've just never gotten to hear it. I really want another discussion between the Shinyas to resolve this. And I like that Sugiki is still confused over Suzuki's kneeling like we are. Maybe Suzuki will explain to him, but we'll have to see next month.

I really liked what Max said about being of help to your loved one, would've never imagined him saying that, though, lol. In his case, letting go of his lover was the right thing to do. I'm wondering what that implies (or doesn't) in Sugiki's case. Sugiki has always wanted to help Suzuki career-wise, and I don't think that has changed. So what could he be doing to help him even more?

And about Max's lover, he was already kind of in another relationship that was the main pairing in the Gloria stories, and he never showed much interest in Max so it was never a competition haha. It's funny but also a little sad to know that he still hasn't forgotten that man. I wonder what he thought of as he watched Sugiki get dressed (beautiful view mmm... he was shimmering...), but it's probably not going to be revealed any time soon, sigh.

Now that the sad talk is over, Sugiki innocently suggests that the man Max was talking about is Norman, and I love Max's reactions! For once, he's not the man on top and he's super flabbergasted to a cartoonish point. Seems like Norman is his weak spot... I suggested in the server that their ship name can be Edwards because it's similar to the Shinyas. Their back and forth with a visibly stressed Max and a deadpan Sugiki was so entertaining, I can watch them all day! I wonder why Max got so embarrassed; he could've just brushed it off coolly and Sugiki would have no reason to press on, but instead he gave us Tsun Max. Is this when he realizes he might have A Thing for Norman?

Sugiki catching him by saying "so you used your time and money all to get to know Norman better?" and Max agreeing got me laughing. This is the least he could do for all the dragging around Max forced on him!

Edit: I almost forgot to mention!! Sugiki answering that he'll take rum while looking angsty is so hnhhhhhh......... i get it...

And while we're at it, let's enjoy some beautiful Sugiki shots:

I enjoyed their dynamic in this update so much, I'm definitely looking forward to more Sugiki roasting Max in the future. We know that the next two updates of chapter 40 will be focusing on the other characters, and I just can't wait to see Aki and Suzuki again. We probably won't have another Shinyas reunion/conversation until the end of the chapter or the next one, but for now I'm just overjoyed that 10 Dance is back up and running.

10 Dance - chapter 40, part 1 summary

Following the Japan International, where Sugiki froze up and could not perform the honor dance, Max takes him back to his place to offer advice. In a discussion that includes topics such as Sugiki's inability to seek help and his ongoing feelings for Suzuki, Max also receives a shock when the tables are turned and his own romantic pursuits are brought into question.

Full summary and highlight images under the cut.

Chapter 40, part 1: Come On-a My Life

Published online on June 9th, 2023, available to purchase on Comic Days, or rent for 10 days on Yanmaga.

A freshly showered, robe-clad Sugiki sits curled up on a bed inside Max’s mansion. Max comes over and tosses a towel to him, saying he looks disgraceful and needs to dry his hair. He says he’d gone to the competition just to see the dancing of the so-called Emperor, and wonders what was up with the lackluster performance Sugiki gave. He sighs and tells Sugiki that he needs to ask for help when he needs it. As he lights a cigar, he asks how anyone could expect to receive the help they need by relying solely on others reaching out to them. Sugiki says that he’s always been surrounded by kind onlookers. Max states that that’s because even if Sugiki were about to drown he probably wouldn’t even raise his hand to seek aid. He wonders why it’s so hard for Sugiki to voice his needs, and complains that he’s a pain to deal with. He’s interrupted as the ashes from his cigar burn his bare foot, and Sugiki takes the chance to say he’s grateful, which garners a shocked look from Max. Sugiki says he appreciates the things Max has done to take his attention away from Suzuki; that feeling of detachment from the real world he had while he was accompanying Max on his adventures did allow him to forget for a while. He stretches and sighs, then confides in Max that he can’t control his feelings. It seems unnatural for Suzuki to no longer be by his side, to no longer be able to touch him, and ponders how this feeling could not be considered love.

He wonders why Suzuki kneeled down and begged at his feet, thinking he might have wanted to do the same thing. He feels a bit defeated that he can’t quite put his thoughts together coherently. He’s then struck by the scent permeating the air, and asks if it’s from the pieces of wood Max used to light his cigar. Max says he used cedar sticks, and though he rarely uses this method to light them, on days like today it has a useful effect in that it can create a calming environment.

Getting back on the subject, Max muses about how this whole saga started because of the 10 Dance, asking if Sugiki planned all of this to satisfy his own ego. Though the story didn’t turn out like he imagined, Max asks if Sugiki would be satisfied if it all ended here. If he values Suzuki so much that he wants to grovel at his feet, then he needs to become useful to him. There are multiple choices Sugiki can make from here, and Max says in his own case he chose to let go of the one he desired (referring to the man he was pursuing in Inouesatoh’s previous work Gloria). It still hurts, but he doesn’t regret it, because even though he was never able to earn his love, he’s still proving himself to be useful to him in other ways. Sugiki asks if this has something to do with the glasses Max tried to gift him with before, and Max confirms that it does, saying Sugiki looks a bit like him, though this other man is older and wears glasses. Meanwhile, Sugiki gets up and starts to get dressed out in the open, while Max silently appreciates the view he glimpses when he turns his head. He thinks about how it looks like he’s got a body that can withstand a lot, and he internally comes to some decision (unspecified from the point-of-view of the readers).

Sugiki asks if the man Max is talking about is Norman, which shocks Max and makes him ask why he’d bring up Edward. Sugiki is confused about who Edward refers to, and Max explains that both he and Norman share the middle name Edward, which Norman hates. Max claims that he hates that irritating brat right back, and says that the one he loves wears glasses, is standoffish, doesn’t listen to a word he says, and is a striking man who sometimes looks villainous. Sugiki points out that Norman fits all of those descriptors. Max protests that he and Norman have never gotten along, and the one he’s after is a Japanese man he met much later on. Sugiki says that Lucas told him Max and Norman have known each other since way back, and though it might seem at first glance that they don’t get along, once Max lays eyes on Norman he’ll definitely try to flirt with him.

Max defensively counters that it’s only because Norman is such a rare species. Sugiki wonders what he means, and Max explains that Norman is a surviving descendant of a bloodline that supposedly died out long ago that has ties to the royal family. Though his relatives are trying to keep it hidden at all costs, Max is sure that it’s true, as he spent a significant amount of his precious time and ample resources researching it. Sugiki states that it seems like he spent all that time and money just so he could get to know Norman better, and Max starts to agree, but then calls Sugiki a brat and says he seems to be back to his normal attitude. With that being the case, he suggests that they have some drinks. He asks what Sugiki would like, to which he replies he’ll have rum. Max says that they should stop quarreling like kids and move on to talking about more mature subjects. He puts on his glasses and declares that he has a proposal.

Previous chapter: #39 part 6

Next chapter: Though a specific date has not yet been revealed, according to Inouesatoh's Twitter this chapter will be released in three parts over consecutive months, so we can anticipate part 2 sometime in July 2023.

[the-sloth-woman]

What would texts between Alrick and Lilly look like?

I have two of them for you~ The first is an example of what happened right after Alrick and Lilly got their phones:

And the second is a little scenario between them~

Later, in case you can’t see the time:

[zafirosreverie]

Your name in my notebook (Pepa x Fem!Reader)

(GIF found on Google. Credits to its owner)

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You smoothed your dress for the umpteenth time and fixed your ribbon. You made sure your shoes were clean and shiny and neatly packed your books in your bag before you left your house.

You had to remind yourself not to bite your lower lip, a nervous tic you've had since you were little. And oh boy were you nervous at the time. You were heading to the famous Madrigal house, a place you had never even gotten close to. You were going to tutor one of the girls in literature, at Alma Madrigal’s requests. And you didn't want to disappoint the woman.

"Calm down, Y/N" you said to yourself "it's just tutoring. You're good at literature. You just have to go there and help Pepa. You know Pepa, Pepa is good, you like Pepa. Everything will be fine"

You wanted to believe yourself, but it was hard. You knew that the red-haired girl had problems with this specific class and her grades had been the lowest. That's why Alma had asked you for help, you were the best in your class, followed only by Julieta. But you were afraid, what if Pepa failed again and her mother blamed you?

"Don't think about it" you told yourself firmly "you're going to go there, you're going to teach her what you can and if she doesn't succeed it's her thing, not yours"

You took a deep breath and nodded, walking steadily to the imposing house. Everything was going to be fine, were you sure- WHY WAS THE HOUSE MOVING YOU?!

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"Your girlfriend is almost here" Bruno mocked his sister

"She's not my girlfriend" Pepa growled "we don't even know each other well"

"That didn't stop you from filling the back page of your notebooks with her name" Julieta smiled, sitting next to her sister

"Whose side are you on Juli?!"

The cloud above the redhead thundered as her two siblings laughed at her. She was in trouble, her mother had given her the scolding of her life for failing literature, and then she had ruined her life by asking you to come to tutor her.

Pepa didn't have the courage to tell her mother that it was a bad idea because it was precisely you that made her fail. You were beautiful, okay? And sweet, you never got mad at her for her powers or scared of her clouds. You treated her as if she was nothing to fear and Pepa had been in love with you ever since she began to understand the concept of love...maybe even before that.

You didn't share many classes with her, just literature and PE, that's why she hadn't failed the others. PE was easy, nobody failed that one, and the only reason the redhead had failed literature was because she had been too busy watching you to pay attention.

She couldn't help it, her eyes simply traveled to you of their own and her hand wrote your name surrounded by little hearts on each corner of her notebook pages without her noticing it. But her siblings made it clear that they had noticed, and when they found out that you were coming to help her, they missed no opportunity to make fun of her.

"And what are you two doing here anyway?" she asked, crossing her arms

"We're going to take the tutoring with you, duh" Bruno said

"absolutely not" the redhead gasped

"Why not?" Julieta asked "it won't be so embarrassing if the three of us take it, right?"

Pepa looked at her older sister with narrowed eyes. Any other time, she would have believed her, she would have trusted that her sister had her best interests at heart. But at this moment it was obvious that Julieta was with Bruno and Pepa didn't trust the deceptively sweet way she smiled.

"You don't take this class with us, Bruno" she said "and you don't even need tutoring, señorita perfecta Julieta" she said

"And? I'm sure Y/N won't mind us being here" her brother shrugged.

"Besides, it's always good to review the lessons" Julieta added

"I hate you"

Her siblings laughed at the pout she was making and her cloud was about to burst when the three of them heard you scream in fright and the tiles moved, taking you to the entrance of the dining room. Your eyes were wide, your cheeks flushed, and you clutched your bag tightly to your chest. You looked cute and Pepa knew, by the way her siblings looked at each other mischievously before greeting you, that she was doomed.

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"And with that, we're done with the Greeks" you said with a smile as Casita pushed a cup of tea towards you.

After the initial scare, you began to feel more comfortable in the place. You knew the triplets, you shared history classes with Bruno, literature with Pepa, and the rest of them with Julieta, you knew they were good people and here, in their natural habitat, they were much funnier and more pleasant.

You were surprised when the two brunettes asked if they could stay for tutoring too, but you agreed with a smile. Pepa had been mortified by it, but you put it down to the typical sibling relationship.

"Pepa, did you even hear me?" you asked carefully seeing the girl fiddling with her pencil.

"Y-yes, of course" she lied

"Don't worry Y/N, she's always listening to you" Bruno told you, smiling when his sister sent him a poisonous look.

You blinked in confusion but shrugged it off. You were nobody to get into their obvious inside jokes. Still, it struck you that the redhead had spent the last hour doodling in her notebook, even when you weren't explaining anything.

"Can I see your notes, Pepa?" you asked, moving your chair a little closer to her

The girl swallowed hard and a soft mist quickly enveloped her as she pressed her notebook firmly against her chest and gently shook her head. She couldn't let you find out that she had been writing your name next to hers, surrounded by hearts.

"Come on, hermana" Julieta smiled "let Y/N see your notes, maybe she can see if you made any mistakes or add something else"

Pepa looked at her older sister with a deadly look. She was going to murder her siblings the moment you left. She couldn't believe how treacherous those two little shits could be, they were seeing how difficult it was for her to be with you, and instead of helping her, they were trying to embarrass her more! Well, that doesn't matter, she always wanted to be an only child anyway.

"It’s okay, Julieta" you laughed, moving away from the redhead "she doesn't have to show me anything if she doesn't want to, everyone takes the notes they think necessary" you assured, smiling at the girl next to you.

Pepa smiled back, grateful that at least you seemed to be on her side this day. But of course, her brother wasn't done torturing her.

"Oh, I'm sure she would like to show you a lot of things" Bruno said, causing Julieta to stifle a laugh behind her hand.

"Okay, enough" Pepa growled "you two get out of here!!

"But we are studying" Julieta said innocently

"No, this was my tutoring and you guys won't let me concentrate, get out!"

"Y/N said we could stay" Bruno crossed his arms.

"Well mom won't say the same"

You watched in surprise as Pepa got up from her chair and stormed out of the room. What had just happened? You thought it had been all right.

"Uh oh" Bruno gasped "I think we crossed the line"

"I don't know what you're talking about, I told mom I'd be in the kitchen, keeping an ear out to make sure Pepa pays attention to Y/N" Julieta said, getting up quickly "And I've always been in the kitchen, scolding you when you interrupted them, but you didn't listen to me, right Y/N?"

"Err…yes?" you answered confused

"Thank you" the brunette winked at you and ran out of there

"Hey! Julieta, wait! You can't leave me here-"

"BRUNO MADRIGAL, COME HERE RIGHT NOW"

You two jumped at the sound of Alma's voice coming from the stairs. Bruno flinched and gave you a scared look before shakily getting up and walking out of there. He looked like someone who knew he was going to death row.

A few seconds later, Pepa came in followed by a gray cloud over her head and she sat down suddenly next to you. She mumbled a quick apology, but she had a scowl on her face and her arms crossed as she stared at the table.

"Are you okay?" you asked softly

"I'm sorry, it's just…I really want to pass this class, and sometimes I feel like my siblings just want to see me fail again" she lied and sighed.

"I don't think that's the case" you said, placing a hand on her shoulder trying to comfort her "but if it makes you feel better, next time we can study at my house"

Next time? Pepa blushed at the thought that you actually wanted to spend more time with her. She smiled tentatively at you and nodded.

"I would like that"

You smiled back at her and nodded. You pulled your chair closer, almost against her, and opened your notebook and book once more.

"Come on, we can review a bit now that the distractions are gone" you said

The redhead nodded and this time she seriously tried to pay attention. You were putting your trust that she would not fail and she would do her best not to fail you. It doesn't matter how much her pulse quickened at feeling you so close to her.

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Pepa said goodbye to you at the door, waving to you as she watched you walk away. It had been a good afternoon after all and who would have thought that literature was actually interesting? She couldn't wait for the next tutoring with you.

She returned to the dining room, clearing the table for dinner. She had a giant smile on her face...until she saw your notebook. She frowned. She had seen you put your things in your bag, and you had definitely taken a notebook with you. And where on earth was hers?

A chill ran through her as the realization hit her. Her notebook was missing. But yours was here. You had taken her notebook by mistake...the same one where she had written your name next to hers with hearts. In the corner of each of the sheets.

"Pepa! You have a cloud" Julieta called her from the kitchen but the redhead didn't hear her.

She could only think of you opening the notebook, realizing her true feelings for you.

"Shit" she whispered.

[lokisprettygirl]

What's your type (loki x reader fluff)

Summary : you and wanda talk about your taste in men and your answer is definitely not the charming mysterious man loki

Note : reposting because it got messed up somehow, a whole paragraph was Missing argh , please read it again

You and wanda were relaxing in the leisure room. That's what Tony named it "leisure room". A bit cheesy and you would think a genius like him would come up with something unique maybe? but boy if it wasn't fun. It had literally everything from those self massage chairs to a bar, everything you would ever need to relax. But none of you ever had time to relax for more then 5 minutes. You were a shield agent and helped Avengers in undercover stings. After the attack on New York , thor realised something was not right with loki and it turned out he wasn't really himself when he horded an army of chitauris over NY. Not that it excused anything but he definitely deserved a chance at redemption.

Loki has been living in the tower for few months and he hardly ever talks to anyone. You wished he did, but he stayed to himself unless others needed him. "So hot goss, jane is getting bullied by Thor's fans on her social media, why would they go public?" Wanda said to you, you both sat next to each other on one of those masssage chairs. "That's awful wanda and did you just use the term hot goss?" You chuckled and she gets embarrassed "yeah I should get off instagram, but really whenever she posts a picture, Thor's fans just start bullying her, telling her how she doesn't deserve the god of thunder , look at this comment _back off he's mine_" wanda showed you one of the comments and it made you cringe. "He doesn't even know you exist thundergirl5405" you laughed.

"Well not that any of it is right , I feel for our girl but that's exactly what I feared would happen. I mean have you even seen thor? he looks like a god but that's the thing, he doesn't just look like one..hes a literal god. Ofcourse he's going to have crazy fans and why would he even post those shirtless pictures" she huffed a little and it made you smile "Well I mean he's alright I guess" you said nonchalantly "What do you mean just alright?" Wanda raised her eyebrows "I mean he's not my type okay? I mean he's too perfect looking, like he was made in a lab you know, like he's literally in your face with his perfect face and body taunting you about how you would never be that perfect ..I don't like such perfection" You mumbled and wanda smirked "so good looking guys with perfect face and bodies aren't your type? So what is ?" She asks you and you took a deep breath.

"Perfection doesn't exist, everyone have their flaws, you know , God or not. Thor does too and it wouldn't be kind of me to pinpoint his flaws. But he doesn't do it for me " You told her and it made her curious "Who does then I'm just curious as your bff?" She asks you, you have never told her about your secret crush on loki. Or how when he walks past you and gives you a small smile , it makes your heart flutter. Or how on missions he makes sure you're safe and tries to stay near by and it makes you want to jump in his arms and hug him,and how good he smells all the time and it makes you want to go down on him, and how you had impure thoughts about him and you in his bed "Nobody ..I uhh Don't have nobody" you stutter and wanda gives you a smile "You stuttered, you're hiding something, out with it now" she looks at you and you shake your head.

"Okay I'm not saying I have a crush on him or anything okay ? Like that would be silly like what? Me having a crush" You laugh "But what about loki? He's handsome and have nice hair" You say softly and she gasps at the realisation "I mean he have the perfect physique and I mean it respectfully, I do not drool over his body in the training room, like a pervert or something but he looks like a god too, you know one of those Greek gods with their lean physique and distinct but pretty facial features. Not that I care " You huff again "Mmhm I guess it could be but what else does he have that thor doesn't?" Wanda asks you and you don't realise she's just trying to just manipulate you into revealing more.

"First of all you shouldn't compare them, they are brothers but ofcourse loki would always be superior with his inherent charm and that deep dark voice he have, not that it works on me or anything, I mean I don't even hear him when he talks. It just goes straight from one ear to another , and those long dainty fingers may make someone wonder about other things but not me. He have the prettiest eyes I have ever seen, in my life and that's saying something, I have seen alot of eyes " You're such a blabbering mess and wanda realises how deep you have it for him "Mmmhm well he's also a murderer so you know" She replies and she swear she saw anger in your eyes.

"Well he did murder people like I'm not even going to make excuses for that , but it's time we stop acting like he enjoyed doing all of that , he was tortured and controlled just like Clint or Dr selvig was and if they're forgiven for their crimes he should be too . Plus he saved our asses so many times. Remember when he stopped that building from falling over us, that was the hottest thing I have ever seen. I mean not that hot, just mildy hot, not even that it was so not hot ,it was like lukewarm" You blabber and she starts laughing "Oh my y/n, does he know you have this huge school girl crush on him?" She smiles and you roll your eyes.

"First of all, I don't have such things and second of all he never talks to me outside of missions. Always into his books , like he didn't need to be have banging mind and personality at the same time but somehow he does and he can do magic, because being a god wasn't enough for him apparently, wait till people starts to realise how attractive he actually is, I pity his future girlfriend or boyfriend, whatever he prefers" your heart pinged at the thought of him being with someone else but you can't be feeling like that, he would never look at you like that "Just forget I said anything okay, am I drunk? What is in this mocktail?" You look at your drink in hand and wanda shakes her head at your denial.

What you didn't know was how loki sat in the corner of the room , using his invisibility charm ,to read his book in peace without any disturbance before you two came in and he heard everything you said.

[ketastore]

a better name than that with a shy s/o

2nd pov, gender neutral

headcanons :D sorry i didnt include tv

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GOLF BALL

- i'm so sorry but at first GB probably takes advantage of your shyness and makes you do lots of tasks for her because you don't talk back,,, </3 but no worries!!!!pretty soon she will realize that she sees you as more than just a obedient henchmen... instead, she just wants to be with you!! always!! yay gb redemption arc :D

- once you two start dating, her love for you becomes SO obvious!!! she always includes you in her team's shenanigans, rambles to you about plans for future projects and is very very protective of you!! someone making fun of you? BOOM she yells at them until they leave you alone. or threatens them to use them as test subjects for her next projects lol

- golf ball thinks VERY highly of you and she's not embarrassed to show it in front of others. like, imagine that she's presenting a plan to her teammates.. but they seem skeptical about it!! GB is gonna be like "well y/n said that it's a good plan so it IS a good plan!!" hehehe it's so cute

- when it comes to your shyness, she's indifferent to it. she's not rlly the type to gush about cute things but she definetely doesn't think any less of you if you're more quiet and reserved. if you ever have any doubts about yourself, she's here to reassure you!! with facts of course "but s/o!! you're so wonderful!!"

TENNIS BALL

- so kind and respectful!!! TB always found your shyness cute, but he still thought of you very highly and never doubted your abilities <3

- even prior to dating, he always checked up on you when he noticed that you're feeling stressed/anxious. he's awkward when it comes to comforting people, but he's a very good listener!!! you can tell him anything and pour your little heart to him whenever you need to vent

- and,,,  honestly? once you guys start dating, nothing really changes haha. he's still very nice and supportive of you and is there for you whenever you need him!! the only difference is that he gives you kisses now >:)

- you both are such cuties OH MY GOD

BASKET BALL

- LISTEN!! DHE WAS PROTECTIVE OF YOU FROM THE START!! basket ball is very kindhearted and nice and is always there for the ones that need her the most, so naturally she would become your friend pretty quick and help you out whenever you got overwhelmed or scared in public

- of course, her need to "protect" you turned into the need to just. BE with you. as you guys start dating, she actually mellows down a little. she's still there for you and supports you, but she encourages you to do things by yourself instead!! :D she tells you everyday how much she loves you and how much she's proud of you!!!

- when it comes to romance, she finds it rlly cute when you blush because of something she did!! also she loves it when you shyly ask her for a kiss/cuddle/etc.. it makes her so happy hehe. HOWEVER she also gets flustered VERY easily. so if you ever happen to be bold and flirt with her or initiate affection by yourself, she's gonna turn into a blushing stuttering mess huehehe

8 - BALL

- it doesn't matter if you're shy or not, this guy will love you no matter what! he's not shy, but he is pretty reserved, so if you're like that too then you guys are totally gonna chill together 😼

- secretly thinks your shyness is sooo cute and feels HONORED whenever you blush because he flustered you hehe. might even tease you a little but only in private and only if he's sure that it won't make you uncomfortable! he rlly cares about you :)

- brags about you in front of the others. like a lot. "my s/o is so cool and smart and funny and cute. too bad you guys don't have such an amazing s/o lol.... have i told you how cute my s/o is–" then he's stopped by the rest of his team because OH MY GOD he's been going on for hours. he never sees the annoyance of his friends, he assumes they like listening to him talk about u and just continues! lol

- he doesn't have a favorite number but he does have a favorite person and it's YOU!

BLOCKY

- ok...this one is interesting. blocky is usually mean to quiet/shy people (cough woody cough cough) but it's like.. you're the ONLY exception?? and he respects you so much??

- he NEVER teases you or makes fun of you because of your shyness and if anyone even implies that your shyness is a bad thing or that you're too quiet.. he's gonna go like "HUH?? >:( what did you just say about my totally cool and epic s/o?!" he's literally ready to FIGHT for u!!!

- has a huge amount of patience for you which is pretty surprising of him tbh. if you're having a hard time telling him something and you stutter then he doesn't mind!! he patiently waits for you to finish, so take as much time you need :) "no need to rush, s/o!!"

GRASSY (this one is platonic! u guys are besties here :D)

- grassy might be small but this boy GOTCHU!! he's a master at distraction, so whenever you feel overwhelmed in a public place, or you have doubts about yourself... grassy is here to take you somewhere quiet and do something silly just to make you smile!! :) he makes the bad thoughts go away with laughter

- gives you lots of words of encouragemnt and general support!! is always here for you and doesn't mind doing tasks for you that you might be scared to do. you dont even have to say anything, sometimes he does things for you for no reason!

- if you ever have a hard time opening up to people, that's ok! grassy doesn't pressure you into anything, that's actually how you two became friends! he was the first one to initiate contact, and was very patient during the whole process of befriending you :D

- this boy is just really sweet ok AHH grassy would do anything just to make you happy !!!!

ROBOT FLOWER

- due to her being a robot, she doesn't rlly understand all emotions... so if you're ever gonna show discomfort from other people or having a hard time opening up to her... she's gonna be so confused!! "what's wrong? are you hurt?? :("  yea you're gonna have to explain to her that it's just because of your shyness which is, yknow, a part of who you are!

- once you tell her this... she's gonna get super protective!!! any sign of slight discomfort in a public space? she's picking you up and zooming outta there. someone making fun of you? she will again, pick you up and zoom outta there, but then she's totally coming back to beat em up >:( someone got your order wrong and you're too shy to tell them? "EXCUSE ME!!! THEY ASKED FOR NO PICKLES" robot flower has good intentions, but  her help is,,, well,  kinda annoying!

- you'll have to do more explaining, and this time tell her that being shy is just a part of your personality, it's not a sickness! she doesn't have to look after you 24/7!! so she apologizes to you for making you uncomfortable :) she's still gonna offer her help whenever she thinks you might need it, but she always asks you first to make sure it's ok!

- robot flower just loves you so much ok!!!?  she always wants the best for you :)

[raggaraddy]

Mouthy

Prompt: You say to Yandere BTS "Oh my god! Just shut up!"

A/N: Couldn't sleep, so I wrote this laying in bed. I hope it's not some sleep-deprived nonsense ^-^

Trigger warning: Yandere themes, violence, emotional manipulation, choking, non-con, D/s themes, examples of a bad D/s dynamic.

Alpha! Namjoon

"Oh my god! Just shut up!" You scream it through your bedroom doorway. Storming to the railing of the stairs, you lean over and scream again. "Shut up!"

The sea of people on the ground floor go quiet. Only the music dares to keep making a sound in the background. You skulk back to your room, slamming the door loudly behind you. You had had a long, disappointing day. You were tired and grumpy, and moody and sad. But the dozens of uninvited pack members couldn't care less as their party raged on into the night.

Not allowing you enough time to even climb back into bed, Namjoon storms after you to address your outburst.

"Y/n, go downstairs right now and apologize." He orders.

"No." you mope. Feeling it's a wildly unfair request. All these people are in your house making so much noise when you're trying to sleep. How is it you that's in the wrong?

"Do you think I am asking you? I'm telling you. Get downstairs now." He says sternly. His strict tone making you even more emotional. You just wanted him to be on your side for this.

"But- But I," you sniffle, with tears in your eyes.

"No," Namjoon cuts you off. "I've asked you all afternoon what's wrong. And you wouldn't tell me. So right at this moment, I don't want to hear it. You have been disrespectful to me and my people. So you are going to put some more clothes on and cover-up, and you will go out there and apologize to every single person." He growls, leaving no room to argue. "And you will do it sincerely, or I will give you something to cry about."

King! Seokjin

You didn't say it to his face. You would never be that stupid. But still, you clearly weren't smart enough. While gossiping to a friend, someone you thought was a confidant, you're complaining about a seemingly endless, boring meeting you had to serve today.

"And I just wanted to tell all of them; Oh my god! Just shut up!" You laugh. 

But hours later it's no longer a laughing matter.

"How did you enjoy serving me today, Princess?" Jin asks his tone giving nothing away of what he already knows.

"I enjoyed it. Thank you, your Majesty" You politely smile, thinking his question to be a kindness.

"I often find these meetings so dull. Many of the Lords do like to ramble on. Sometimes I would enjoy telling all of them to just shut up." He speaks the words so purposefully that you know at once you've been exposed.

"My Lord, I-"

"If you are smart you will not say another word." He speaks softly, with a grin on his face. "I want to thank you, Y/n.  I have an endless supply of other people I can hurt. Each one of them is freely at my disposal, but you are my favourite toy." He fills the space in front of you. "However, I am a man of my word. I swore to you that you will be unharmed if you are obedient, and I would not dare to break this vow. Of course, I have sorely missed playing with my beloved little dol, though."

Towering over you he sets off your instinct to get to your knees and grovel, begging his forgiveness for your carelessness. But that would only be a wasted effort.

"So thank you, Princess, for giving me the possibility to hear your pretty cries of pain again. I will make sure to use this opportunity to its fullest."

Assassin! Yoongi

He had been in a hyper mood for 2 days straight. His energy and enthusiastic interaction was something you always craved, but you had never dealt with it this long before and you were losing your sanity and your composure.

"Oh my god! Just shut up!" You shout at him as your last nerve snaps.

"Okay, Y/n." He gives little to no reaction. "Remember you said this in a month from now when you're begging me to speak to you."

But it didn't take a month. In two weeks you were in tears apologizing. He left you free to roam the house, but he revoked all communication from you. The only times he gave you any attention, was when he forcibly made you stop doing something he didn't like. Or when he wanted you for sex. But still, he wouldn't utter a single word, only bending you over to take what he wanted.

After 5 weeks, just as you thought you'd never hear his voice again, he finally broke his silence. Only to break your heart.

"Listening to you these past few weeks, I realise how much you talk. It's time you take your own advice and shut up. Y/n, I don't want to hear a sound out of you until I say. 5 weeks was easy enough for me. So let's start with that, and then I'll see if I want to hear from you yet."

Vampire! Hoseok

Hoseok was always so animated. Normally it didn't bother you, but he was talking and reacting through yet another movie and you were sick of it. It might have been because you were PMSing or maybe because Hoseok had forgotten to feed you all day, but when he yelled at the TV, you yelled at him.

"Oh my god! Just shut up!" And right away you were teeming with regret.

"I'm sorry baby. Am I being too loud?" He laughs with an unexpectedly harmless reply. Playfully but roughly slapping his hand on your thigh. "I'll keep it down."

You're not dumb enough to think that your eruption would go unanswered. So you sit tensely, anxiously waiting to see how he will repay you.

"Baby," he whispers in your ear, after sitting in silence for 20 minutes. "You know I have very strong hearing right?" You nod nervously. Chewing your lip. "Well, your breathing is too loud and very distracting. I can hardly hear the movie. Can you please fix that?"

You know this is going to lead to something horrible, but you have no choice but to do as he says. For the next 10 minutes, you're completely distracted trying to inhale and exhale as softly and shallowly as possible.

"Hmm baby, it's really too much. I can't concentrate on the film." He stands, pulling his belt off. "Here let me help you."

He wraps his belt around your neck, pulling and setting it so tight that it's biting into your skin. Your throat constricting, barely letting you breathe.

As you wheeze and splutter and cough, he holds the end like a leash. Sitting back on the couch, he turns his focus back to the movie without letting you loosen the strap or get away. Your whole body is shaking, your eyes starting to roll back as you struggle to inhale. The belt is cruelly not tight enough to have you pass out though. Only allowing you to sit in your suffering. The sound of your gasping filling the room.

"Ahh, there you go baby. That's much better. Don't worry, it's just while we're watching movies. And there's only two more left in the trilogy."

Playboy! Jimin

He was telling you over and over how sorry he was. How he didn't mean to kiss that girl. That he was drinking. And that she kissed him. It was every excuse and lie he had spouted 100 times before.

"Oh my god! Just shut up!" You yelled at him. And for a moment it worked. He sat in stunned silence. But as you got off the bed to leave, taking your car keys with you, he chased after you.

"Where are you going?"

"Out Jimin. I need some time alone to think." You scowl.

But he refuses, blocking the door. Holding his arms to either side to barricade you in.

"No, you can't leave! I said I'm sorry."

"Fuck off Jimin, your apologies mean nothing." You say shoving him.

He doesn't accept that. With a roar, he grabs your shoulders throwing you down onto the bed. Quickly straddling you, using far too much force to keep you pinned beneath him. Tearing off the pillowcases, he makes some shoddy but effective restraints. Tying you to the bars on the headboard.

Ignoring your screams and how you struggle he starts to kiss down your neck, pulling at your clothes, rubbing his hands down your body.

"I'm gonna make you feel good Y/n. I'll show you that I only want you, then you'll have to forgive me." He says sounding desperate and unhinged.

You cry and yell for him to stop, trying to buck him off you, but his hand covers your mouth, his other successfully tearing down your panties from under your dress.

"Don't fight me, Angel. Just let me in. And I'll prove I love you the most."

Dom! Taehyung

Finally, Taehyung had agreed to spend some time with you in a social environment. He and you went out to a movie and dinner with some of your friends. They were vanilla friends though, so as an exception, for the day he loosened a lot of the restrictions and formalities you normally had in place.

You, however, you were getting a little too relaxed. While you joked with you're friends, you started to speak to him the same manner. As you and he were playfully arguing about trivia facts you realized you were losing the debate.

"Oh my god! Just shut up!" You joke. But in the company of your friends or not, Taehyung was not about to let you disrespect him. Even in jest.

"Is that how you should talk to me girl?" He asks loudly and in front of everyone, bringing the group conversation to a grinding halt.

His change in tone and his use of the possessive pet name, right away have you back in your place.

"No," you whisper. The sting of embarrassment hot upon your cheeks.

"No, what?" He pushes it.

You can't stand to look up. All of the attention is on the two of you. And even in your peripheral, you can see your friends looking at you judgementally, wide-eyed and in shock.

And he was making it worse by having you use his title around them.

"No, Sir." you surrender, your head hung low.

"Shouldn't you also apologise to the other people at the table? For interrupting our night with your rudeness." He keeps piling on one shame after the other. Stretching out the ordeal.

"No, it's fine." One of your friends tries to laugh off the awkwardness and speed the discussion away from this point. "She doesn't have to."

"Y/n," He prompts you, disregarding what your friend had said.

Thoroughly humiliated, you can't imagine how you are going to repair these relationships or explain this treatment away.

"I'm sorry for interrupting the night with my rudeness." you swallow heavily, hands shaking.

"Good girl. Now mind your mouth. Before you make me embarrass you further."

Mafia! Jungkook

"Oh my god! Just shut up!" you say in a hushed voice. More of a prayer said to yourself than an actual demand you expected Jungkook to hear.

"What did you just say to me?" he lowers the phone, gawking at you.

You really didn't mean to, it just slipped out. He was talking on the phone, going into too graphic detail about how he and his men dealt with a threat recently. You couldn't handle the gruesome details he was recanting anymore and the words just fell out.

"What did you just say? Did you just tell me to shut up?" He repeats again through your nonreply. His tongue running through the inside of his cheek, his jaw and muscles tensing. His voice jumping rapidly from stunned to aggressive.

You're at home alone with him, so you weren't paying much mind to what you were saying. But this afternoon he's been dealing with work. And right now he isn't Kookie, no the person in front of you is Jeon Jungkook. The temperamental Mafia head, who would as likely hit you as he would speak to you.

"I'm sorry," you squeak.

"You're sorry?" He scoffs, slamming the phone down. "If you had said it and meant it, that would be one thing. I could respect that. But you really just can't control your stupid little mouth can you."

"I-" you start a defence, or more a plea for mercy.

"Shut the fuck up!" He growls leaning forward in his seat making you flinch back. Darting his hand out he grabs you by the hair, pulling you back to where you were. "Don't flinch. I'm not gonna hurt you, I'm gonna help you." He smiles.

You wriggle in his clutches, mewling the same trifle apologies under your breath.

"Shhh, my brainless little Kitten. I'm gonna give you a gift." He smirks. "For your own safety, you don't need to talk for the rest of the day. I just need you to come when I call. Sit on my lap when I tell you. And purr for me like a good little pussy." Grabbing your arm harshly, he yanks you off your chair and onto the ground. "There you go, where you belong." He laughs. "You think you can remember to do all that? I know you can. Otherwise, I'll buy you a kat collar to remind you how my Kitten should behave."