#something broke in me just now. cant believe this came from these girls - but i guess i shouldve expected it??

[waporlock]

i cant believe its 2023, the 3rd year of university - the youngest of us is past 22 now - and still, i just got bullied

i... ......

[ravenromanova]

Mine

Pairings: Bucky x Female avenger

Warnings: Mentions of self deprecating, Sharon carter (she’s always a warning) Smut 18+ (breeding kink, metal arm kink, daddy kink, fingering, oral, p in v)

Summary: Bucky cant stand the thought of his girl flirting with someone else other than him.

Word count: 3.3k+

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If looks could kill let’s just say John walker would’ve been dead the second Bucky saw you with him. Was it Bucky’s place to be jealous? No especially after he broke off your little fling a few weeks ago. But that doesn’t stop him from getting jealous at the sight of his girl with that insect.

You had been flirting and talking with walker for the past hour much to your displeasure. In all reality the only reason you had even came up with this plan in the first place, was to piss off a certain super soldier. He deserved it after he had broken your heart and left you a broken mess of a person. So even though you despised walker you flirted as if you loved the man.

*Flash back to two weeks ago*

You had just come back from a three week long mission and you were exhausted. But you were also really excited to see Bucky again. You and him and started kinda seeing each other a few months ago. At first it wasn’t much other than just sex but it quickly became more than that… at least for you.

When you had gotten back to the compound you immediately went to take a shower before going to see him. You had done all your normal things before you slipped into Bucky’s favorite black lingerie set of yours on. Once you were satisfied with how you look you sauntered over to Bucky’s room on the same floor.

You softly knocked on the door and heard a soft ‘come in’. When you opened the door you saw him sprawled out on his bed in nothing but sweatpants.

“Hello solider” Your voice was seductive as you crawled on his bad and straddled him. Bucky didn’t say anything as you sit on his lap he didn’t even touch you like normal. A frown formed on your face at his lack of affection. What came next surprised you as well as broke your heart. Bucky put his hands on your waist and moved you off of him.

“Not in the mood Y/n” He said harshly as he sat on the edge of his bed with his back to you. Your heart tightened at his words and you felt like your world just came crashing down.

“Did something happen? Are you okay my love” The words came out a little more shaky then you would’ve liked as you spoke. You sat next to time and tried to hold his metal hand and he ripped it away from you. Tears formed in your eyes as he stood up and got off the bed leaving you there alone.

“Did i do something?” Your voice cracked and he turned to look at you. His demeanor was stiff and his eyes are dark. He scoffed as he looked at you and ran his hand through his long hair.

“You’re just too much” Bucky blurted out and that’s when the dam broke and the tears fell.

“What?” You choked out as you covered your mouth to muffle the sobs.

“You’re too much for me and i cant do this anymore” The bluntness of his words cut you deep. In that moment you didn’t know what to say or do so you just left his room in tears. You ran to your room and locked the door. You didn’t know what to think or feel all you knew is that you were broken.

What you didn’t see though was how Bucky broke down when you left the room. Truthfully you weren’t too much and he knew that. The reason he broke it off was because no other than Sharon got in his head. She had come up to him after you left for your mission asking him what you two were. He responded with ‘we are just hanging out for now. But when she gets back im making it official.’ To which Sharon scoffed.

She proceeded to tell him that if he thinks a sweet and innocent girl like you, would love a man like him that he was insane. Sharon went on for fifteen grueling minutes about how much of a monster he was and you deserved better. And he believed it and so that night he swore to himself that he’d step away from you. No matter how much it hurt he couldn’t break you and taint you.

And that was the last time you had spoke for two weeks

*End flashback*

That day haunts Bucky like a ghost haunting its old home. He knew he had hurt you by what he did. But in his mind he did the best thing he could for you he set you free. It’s not that he thought he was a bad person now he knew he wasnt, it was his past. Bucky thought that if you truly knew all the evil things he had done like Sharon said then you wouldn’t love him anymore.

His time in Hydra was awful and the things they made him do were worse. How could anyone move past that? How could anyone love the broken man he’d become? How could you love him?

Bucky’s self deprecating thoughts were cut off as he saw walker get a little too close. He had placed his hand on your waist and brought you in closer to him. That simple and small movement was enough for the solider to see red. He knew he shouldn’t, he knew he had no place but he wasnt thinking clearly as he approached you and walker.

He was silent as he approached but you noticed him out of the corner of your eye. You can see the metaphorical daggers he is shooting to the man in front of you. You dont pay Bucky any mind as you continue your conversation smirking ‘cause you know what lies ahead.

He comes up behind you and wrap his metal arm around your waist. A smirk is quick to form on your lips as your turn around to face the solider.

“Can i help you James?” You ask playing dumb looking at with dumbly. His hands find your hips and he squeezes them and brings you closer.

“Мой” (mine) He husks out in russian and you smirk up at him. You both are quickly reminded that John is still present when you hear him clear his throat.

Bucky looks up at walker and shoots him a look that tells him to get lost. John doesn’t say anything as he just grabs his drink, nods and walks away.

“Это был довольно гру��ый солидер. Я был в середине разговора” (That was quite rude solider, I was in the middle of a conversation) The words are taunting as they come out and you earn a grunt in response. He doesn’t say anything as he takes your hand and leads you away from the party.

His grip on your wrist is firm but not hard since he doesn’t wanna hurt his girl..yet. Bucky leads you up the stairs and down the hallway to his room. You don’t have time to ask what he’s doing as you’re suddenly pressed against his door.

“Bucky wait-“ You breathe out as his hips find their way to your neck. He doesn’t stop as you weakly plead.

“Bucky stop-“ And that’s what gets him to stop what he’s doing and back away a little too worried of hurting you or scaring you.

“What? What happened?” He asks almost as if you two hooking up is still normal. You look and him and roll your eyes before even attempting to speak.

“What do you mean what?” You scoff at him as you sit on the edge of his bed looking up at him. “You tell me i’m too much and that you dont want me but then go and do some shit like this” Tears form in your eyes out of frustration and Bucky looks like he’s just been stabbed.

“Doll- i know i fucked up” He sighs and he gets on his knees in front of you. “I pushed you away and made you think i didn’t want you because i was scared” His hands land on your soft thighs and then he softly kisses your inner thigh. “I was scared that you wouldn’t be able to love me for my past, That the things i’ve done would turn you away from me” His words come out a little broken as his blue eyes meet your gaze.

“It also didn’t help that i had someone telling me i wasnt good enough for you” Rage filled your veins at his confession.

“Who” You cut him off before he got the rest of his words out. His grip tightens on your thigh as he lets out a deep breath.

“Sharon, She had asked me what we were when you had left for the three week long mission. Short story short when i told her i planned on making us official when you got back she told me that you deserved better. That you might think im a good person now until you heard about the things i was forced to do. She also made a comment about the arm” His eyes move to his metal arm as he makes a fist with it.

Anger, Sadness and Love fill your body as he finishes speaking. Anger because Sharon really thought that this beautiful man was a monster. Sadness because he believed her words and thought he was a monster. And love because this was the first time he has ever been vulnerable and open like this with you.

You reach your hands out and cup his cheeks and bring him up to your face. “I dont think you’re a monster. Then or now. I think you’re the most beautiful soul in the world Bucky. I wish you would’ve told me about this because i would’ve put all those fears to bed. I know some of the things you did in Hydra. But i also know that you didn’t have a choice, that you didn’t want to do those things” Nothing but love and honesty laces your voice as you speak.

Bucky looks at you like he just might melt at your words. He finds the courage to slowly close the gap between you two with a passionate kiss. All the love you two have for on another is poured into this one kiss.

After a few minutes you break the kiss and come up for air as you both pant. “And as for the arm” You say grabbing the dark grey and gold arm and smile at it. “Is the sexiest thing i think i’ve ever seen” His metal arm whirs as he makes a fist and grunts at your words.

“Dont say things like that Malysh” He husks against your lips. You get a surge of confidence and grab his metal hand and place it on your inner thigh.

“Why not?” The faux innocence drips off your tongue as you look at with with doe eyes. You can feel the grip of his metal hand tighten on your thigh as you groans. What you don’t know is he is fighting an internal battle right now. A part of him wants to absolutely devour you and the other part doesn’t want to hurt you and wants to cherish you.

“Because i wont be able to control myself if you continue” He says honestly as all traces of self control slowly fade away as you grip his hand.

“What if i dont want you to? What if i want you to ruin me solider?” And that’s all the needs before his head is dipping under your dress and slipping off your panties.

He lifts your dress to your hips before he dips his tongue into your wet folds. His hands spread your pussy and focuses on sucking your clit which had you screaming.

“oh fuck-“ You moan as Bucky picks up his pace and sucks at a faster pace. He looses himself in the way that you taste. Bucky eats your pussy as if he’s never eaten before, They way he devours you can only be described as feral.

“fuck i’ve missed your pussy malysh” He moans into your clit as he slowly adds two fingers into you.

“i’ve missed you daddy” You mewl as his fingers hit that spongey in you when he curls his fingers up. Bucky smirks at you as you moan and picks up his pace as he fucks his fingers into you.

“you’re mine” He grunts and brings his face up to yours. “You hear me malysh? You’re fucking mine. No one else’s. This pussy is mine and so are you” As he finishes his sentence that’s when you claw at his back and scream as you hit your climax.

“Fuck yes im yours!” You say as you try to catch your breath. He smiles he leans in and kisses you with more passion that earlier. You moan as you taste yourself on his tongue. The kiss goes on for what feels like forever until Bucky breaks it and looks at you.

His hands rub up and down your sides and he grows frustrated that you’re still in your dress. So Bucky being Bucky rips your dress off of you and leaves you naked at the edge of his bed.

“Much better” He smirks and then rids himself of his own clothes. Your eyes widen and your mouth waters at the sight of his hard cock standing at attention. He motions for you to lay against the headboard and you do as your told and wait for his next instruction.

“Now im gonna remind you who you belong to malysh.” He husks as he crawls over to you and hovers over you. You eagerly nod your head and slowly take his cock in your hand. His head flys back at the contact and he lets out a guttural moan.

You pump his cock a few times before he stops you and pushes himself in you without warning. “OH FUCK!” The moan comes out broken as it passes your lips. He bottoms out quickly but he doesn’t move as he waits for you to adjust to his size.

“move” You whisper as you pull his face towards you and place your lips on his. Bucky wraps his arms around your neck and thrusts into you at a medium pace. The both of you moan in satisfaction when he moves against your g-spot.

“You feel so good baby, i almost forgot what is like being in this pretty little pussy” His words are filthy as they come out and you can help but be even more turned on.

He continues to thrust into you and kiss your g-spot with the tip of his cock every thrust. Bucky dips his head down and grabs a nipple and starts sucking as he thrusts get harder.

“Yes-yes oh fuck” The moan that comes out of your mouth is straight out of a porno. He doesn’t say anything as he takes his metal hand as wraps it around your throat and lightly squeezes. Your mind goes blank and fuzzy as the pleasure builds in your stomach.

“Fucking shit babydoll i can feel you squeezing my cock. Keep doing that and im gonna fill you up and fuck a baby in you.” His words unlock something in you as he speaks. Were you aware of your breeding kink before? no. But you sure as hell love the idea of carrying his kids.

“Do it. Fuck a baby into me daddy” You egg him on as you feel yourself about to cum again.

“Oh you’d like that wouldn’t you baby? You’d love to carry your soldiers seed wouldn’t you? You’d love to be my breeding whore wouldn’t you?” His questions are clearly rhetorical but you nod your head in response not being able to form words right now.

“Fuck baby im gonna cum” He moans as his pace starts to get sloppier and you get closer and closer to your high.

“FUCK!” You scream as you cum all over his cock. That’s when he grabs your hips and fucks you relentlessly as he reaches his high.

“Oh fuck malysh gonna fucking fill you up.” He moans as he finishes inside of you. But he doesn’t stop fucking you as he fucks his cum into you since he really does want to get you pregnant.

“Too sensitive” You protest as he grinds his hips into you. He stops his movements and nods his head then slowly pulls out of you and you whimper at the loss.

“You did so good baby. just sit here for a minute okay?” And then Bucky leaves you on the bed real quick while he grabs a cold cloth to clean you off with. When he comes back he sees you sprawled out on his bed and smiles softly.

“Come here baby” He say as he gets in between your thighs and uses the wet cloth to clean you up. You squirm as the cold hits your core but you soon relax and enjoy the feeling of him cleaning you.

Once he’s done he throws the rag on the floor and moves to put you both under the covers. He pulls you to him so you are laying in his chest. You absentmindedly grab his metal hand and start playing with it and watching the light of the moon bounce off it.

“It really is beautiful” The words are barley audible as you say them but he heard them and smiled. He feels all his worries and fears melt away as he looks at you.

“Y/n?” He asks softly as his blue eyes look at you with anxiety.

“Yes my love?” Bucky’s cheeks go bright red at the pet name and he tries to compose himself before responding.

“I know i fucked up and i know that i dont deserve it but will you give me another chance and officially be my girl?” His nerves are starting to get the best of him as you just look at him for a moment.

“Of course i will solider” In that moment Bucky feels like a weight has been lifted off his shoulders as you respond. He leans your head up and kisses you in a soft and loving manner. When he breaks the kiss he just looks down at you with love and admiration.

“I love you doll” Your eyes widen at his confession not because it was too soon or anything but because he’s never said that to you before. Your heart melts at his words and your eyes fill with tears.

“I love you too solider” You whisper the words against is lips before you kiss him again.

And the rest of that night was filled with showing one another just how much love the other had. Bucky smiled down at you after you had fallen asleep and just admired you for a while before he fell asleep as well. He felt at peace with you in his arms again and he vowed to himself that he’d never hurt or let you go again.

~ Little bonus scene~

The next morning when you had woken up you were on a mission. And luckily for you your target was very easy to find. You walked into the kitchen in one of Bucky’s henley’s and walk up to your target. It took both you and her by surprise when you had pushed her up against a wall and held her by her neck.

“You ever disrespect him again and i will not hesitate to kill you and hide the body somewhere they will never find it” You spat as Sharon just stared at you with wide eyes. She immediately nodded and once you out her down she was gasping for air.

“crazy bitch” She coughed out as she rubbed her neck to soothe the pain. You smirked at her before walking back to Bucky’s room and slipping back in bed with him as if nothing ever happened.

~the end~

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[r0ttenhearts]

You Promised

scaramouche x reader, modern au.

angst, insults, no comfort

being scaramouche’s friend was.. challenging. having to put up with his snarky comments, sometimes cruel behavior, but you loved him. you had been his friend since childhood, trailing behind him even in high school. but if it wasn’t you who else would it be? scaramouche had a history of not getting along with your peers, always having to apologize for him and the things he says.

in a way you were dependent on each other. he counted on you to keep him company and out of trouble, and you cared deeply for him that you only wanted to spend your time with him. so then came the promise. the promise to go to college together and become roommates, leaving behind your broken families and tragic pasts as you both planned to go into adulthood together.

but somewhere along the way he started acting.. different. it was the last year of high school and the time to apply to college was coming up. you nudged scaramouche as he was drifting off to sleep next to you.

“hey! scara! wake up. we haven’t picked out a college yet.”

“i don’t care.. just pick something and i’ll manage to find something i want to do.” he grumbled.

you shake your head as you click on several websites until deciding on one. now all that was left was to find student housing on campus. you figured you’d do that with scara once he was awake.

watching him sleep felt almost comforting. his usual smirk off of his face and replaced with a relaxed expression was refreshing. even in his sleep he would find tranquility. a tap on scaramouches shoulder broke your trance as you watched the blonde girl shake him awake.

of course it was lumine. scaramouche yawned as he nodded up at lumine, her hands on his as you watched him being pulled out of the classroom by her.

it seemed like ever since she had come along he had kept his distance from you. your usual friday sleepovers turned to afternoons on wednesdays with lumine taking up his time on those days.

what was so special about her?

sure she was.. beautiful but what did she have that you didn’t?

she hadn’t known scaramouche since practically birth like you did. she hasn’t been the one to comfort him when his mother would say the meanest words to him.

so how?

how had she managed to whisk him away from your life?

you sighed, packing your bag as you knew better than to wait on him. you already knew he’d be walking her home rather than you.

once you got home you sat at your desk, hearing bloops as you put your headset on. it was scaramouche, messaging you if you wanted to play minecraft. you joined the call as the both of you played minecraft together.

you felt happy.. finally an afternoon when he wasn’t with her. he was having fun with you instead.

oh how you missed these days.

“hey scara, how do i cut this? this mod is confusing..” you struggled with cutting a tomato with a new food mod he had added to your server. he was silent on the other end of the call before he spoke, scaring you as you just stared at your monitor.

“archons.. how annoying could you be? you ask me for help with every little thing.

i get it your small brain can’t comprehend basic common sense, but do you have to bother me for everything?

and you want to go to college? when you can’t even figure out how to cut something on fucking minecraft?”

you stayed silent as he went on a tangent about how he really thought of you. your hands off of your keyboard as tears slipped from your eyes, rolling down your cheeks.

“i cant believe i promised to go to college with you. you know— i didn’t even want to. i just said it because i pity you. i know how much you need me when i don’t even need you. it’s so fucking funny to me how the ONE normal person in your life can’t stand you. but there you are, always following me around like a sick puppy.

it’s pitiful y/n it really is.

and you know what? i’m going to go to college with lumine instead. she’s so much more tolerable to be around than you. she doesn’t blab to me about the smallest shit i couldn’t care less about.

i know the way you look at me and i promise you i’ll never feel the same. id rather die then spend another lifetime with you.”

you choked back a sob as you grit your teeth, yelling a “fuck you.” into your mic as you shut off the server. you sobbed into your hands as you heard numerous pings coming from your dm with him.

scara: oh now you’re gonna cry? little y/n finally grew some balls now huh?

scara: too bad for you. you’re alone now. lumine was here beside me watching your stupid little outburst. have fun facing us in school for that next few weeks.

scara: don’t forget who made you. you would’ve stayed the same loser you were back then if it weren’t for me.

scara: you’re nothing

scara: you have no friends for a reason you whiney bitch

you screamed, holding onto your mouse as you clicked the bright red block button over his profile. angry tears leaked from your eyes as you pulled out your phone, blocking him on all of the social media you had him added on.

how didn’t you see it? you knew he was becoming distant but you didn’t think he hated you.

your heart ached at the thought of your life without him. the reminder that he had chosen lumine over you felt like being stabbed.

but had he ever cared for you? the same thing way you did him?

how did the once sweet, shy scaramouche turn into this monster you couldn’t recognize?

you spent the rest of the school year alone. avoiding his and lumine’s gazes every time you walked into the classroom. you’d ignore his comments and his constant need to throw small wads of paper at you.

you never thought you’d be on the receiving end of his cruelty but here you were, loud laughs as lumine pointed at you while they stood together.

how you wished to get away from them as soon as possible.

once it was graduation, you didn’t bother showing up to the ceremony. instead you picked up your diploma from the front office. you were finally going to get the fuck out of there.

you got home and packed your things, you had picked a college in a foreign region. sumeru, the nation of knowledge.

you smiled as you boarded your flight, no one to greet you off as you sat there. a feeling of relief washing over you as the plane took off.

“goodbye to the boy i once knew, and the home that wasn’t really home.”

part 2

[aliaology]

BECAUSE I LIKED A BOY

summary: you used to date quinn, the relationship starting not long after him and his other ex broke up. she got mad, made drama about you, and in the end, it flared up by the time your relationship was long gone.

pairings: quinn hughes x fem!reader

warnings: death threats

thin mints. god you loved thin mints, and currently you craved them. actually, you craved the nice memories they brought. the memories where your ex told you he would have some guy get some for you. he ended up being that guy.

quinn hughes. your favorite past lover who will continue to outshine the rest. he treated you well, made you happy. he was perfect.

bonding over the black eyed peas and the smiths was something you found to be hard when it came to other people. but with quinn, it was easy. he made love seem easy and effortless.

but the downside, was his ex. she was pretty, but they had broken up about three months prior to you and him hooking up and then ultimately getting together. no one necessarily knew of their breakup. they didn’t post pictures often of each other due to quinn living in vancouver and his ex living in michigan.

so everyone assumed they were fine, until quinn decided to hard launch your relationship. you were fine with it at first. it was innocent, like the cuddling on trampolines you guys loved to do.

but now you were being called a slut. at this very moment, you were being called a slut and getting death threats. at the time, you were getting the same treatment.

it seemed his ex put the idea that he cheated on her with you, into everyones head. and they believed it. they believed it because of the stereotype against hockey players. the stereotype against girl best friends.

but that didn’t stop your relationship. you were so into it. you were there for everything, even his brothers… until you weren’t. it wasn’t like you both ended on bad terms. in fact, you both ended things, stating it was better to stay friends.

then she released a song. a song where she practically tore you apart, tore you down. you were the hot topic on her tongue.

she painted you out to be the bad guy. the manipulator. the one who made him take you to bed. you were just trying to hold him close and love him.

the only win from the whole situation was the fact he called you his favorite love. that you would always be the favorite.

but to everyone, you were the slut. you didn’t have a choice in that matter. you were the homewrecker. all because you liked a boy.

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ynusername all because i liked a boy. coming out oct 14 (with permission). thinking of dating a boy with an ex? i wouldnt recommend it. especially if stuff happens after you had already broken up!

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[nataliesfirefly]

You and I Walk a Fragile Line - Farleigh Start x F! Reader - Part 8

a/n: heyy loves! if you’ve stuck around for all 8 parts, thank you SOOO much. writing this series and receiving so many kind comments and love has really made the past month and a half so enjoyable. i cant believe i’m concluding my first fic already!! it’s been so fun and i definitely want to write more. shoutout to my friend @avessss who encouraged me to start posting even though i was really nervous. i couldn’t have done it without her 💕 but anyways enjoy the last chapter! not sure when i will post next but until then… message me, give suggestions, etc!! love you all SOO much 💌

word count: 4.6k words

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warnings: MDNI 18+, afab reader, smut, oral (reader receiving), p in v, making out, language, angst for like one second, FLUFF, mentions of alcohol, not proofread

“A pint, please. Thanks.” You smile at the bartender as you slide forward five pounds. You stand and wait patiently, leaning against the bar as he shuffles away to go fill up a tall glass of beer.

You hear your name being said from next to you. You turn to see a familiar girl with olive skin and long, silky black hair. Your brain takes a few seconds to compute who it is.

“Sasha! Hey,” You grin and she smiles brightly. “Hi. I didn’t know if it was you or not,” She chuckles and you stand there awkwardly, not sure of what to say.

“How’s life?” She asks. “Uhh, good. Can’t complain.” You shrug as the bartender slides you the beer across the counter. You take a sip as she nods.

“Same here. Just a little terrified of the fact that we are going to be seniors in a year,” She runs a hand through her hair with a sigh. “Me too, girl.” You nod in agreement.

“How was your summer?” Sasha asks. You let out a sigh unintentionally before fixing your facial expression.

“It was… good,” You nod slowly, almost trying to convince yourself. “I don’t know if you know but…There’s a rumor going around that you and Farleigh had somewhat of a summer fling,” She winces after she says this.

“Oh God,” You press a hand to your forehead and shake your head. “Who told you that?” You groan.

“I’m assuming it came from Felix. I’m not sure, but I just wanted to tell you…” She places a hand on your shoulder comfortingly. “If you ever need to talk or anything like that, let me know.” She says, her English accent soft and elegant.

She seems almost too nice. You’ve never seen Sasha like this, so it’s hard to believe.

“Thank you.” You dip your head and take another sip of beer. “I know I was never the nicest to you and we were never close, but I’m here for you.” Her hand falls from your shoulder gently.

“I think I was honestly just threatened by you,” She continues. You jerk your head towards her quickly and furrow your eyebrows.

“What? Why?” You scoff as if it’s absurd. “I always had this… gut feeling that he was in love with you or something. He would talk about you nonstop, about how much you annoyed him and how much he ‘hated you.’ I knew better,” She shakes her head.

“Oh. Shit. I’m sorry,” You feel bad, suddenly. Like you were the cause of their relationship problems.

“But that whole thing is over now,” You wave your hand dismissively. “He’s an asshole, isn’t he?” You both giggle at her words.

“He is. I can see why you broke up with him,” You nod, feeling no remorse for talking about Farleigh this way. It’s all true. But you also know Sasha had a lot to do with the shitty parts of their relationship.

“I’ll see you around, yeah?” She grins and holds up her hand, giving a tiny wave. “Yeah. See you,” You watch her walk away before turning back to your drink, grabbing it and heading to find an empty table.

You sigh, leaning down and fishing your textbook out of your bag. You still have four chapters to read before tomorrow. The first term of your junior year is kicking your ass, even though it’s only October.

Sooner or later, you see Felix walking through the entrance of the pub. You immediately crane your neck to search for any signs of Farleigh, since he usually follows Felix around. But thankfully, he’s not anywhere to be found.

You turn your attention back to your textbook, and when you glance back up, Felix is sitting across from you.

“Hey.” He smiles and you notice the cigarette between his fingers. “Hi. How are you?” You reply, not exactly in the mood to talk to him right now.

“Oh, you know. Just drowning in work,” He sighs and leans back in his chair, throwing his head back slightly.

“You and me both,” You chuckle lightly and close your textbook, knowing you won’t get anything read so long as Felix is here. He leans forward again and takes a drag from his cigarette.

“So…” He starts, trailing off. You raise your eyebrows. “So?”

“Are you and Farleigh ever going to make up?” He asks suddenly. You cough, surprised by the abrupt question.

“No.” You shake your head. “Don’t even try it, Felix.” You roll your eyes and he groans. “Please, we don’t even get to hang out much anymore because you’re avoiding him,” He whines.

“Then just… arrange a time to hang out with me when Farleigh isn’t there.” You grimace at the feeling of his name in your mouth. Felix facepalms. “C’mon. Look, I don’t know what happened between you two, but…”

“It sounds like you think you know what happened.” You narrow your eyes and he seems confused. “What?” He tilts his head.

“Lola told me you’re spreading rumors. Like, that Farleigh and I had some fling over the summer,” You explain, and he glances down like he’s been caught, before looking back up with amusement twinkling in his eyes.

“What, you thought no one would hear you two fucking at one in the morning? You guys were so loud, it’s like you wanted to be caught,” He chuckles and shakes his head. Your face burns beet red with embarrassment.

“I don’t judge you for it. I just didn’t expect it,” He says. “Okay, but that doesn’t mean you go telling everyone about it,” You reply.

“I didn’t mean to. I told one person in confidence.” Felix says. “You know you can’t trust these people to keep things to themselves,” You shake your head in disappointment.

“Okay, I’m sorry. But I think Farleigh really wants to talk to you.” He says, his tone persuasive and you immediately cringe.

“I’m not talking to him. Nothing will come of it,” You finish off your beer and set the glass on the table decisively.

“I just don’t want our friendship to be messed up because of this.” He says, sounding a bit sad. You look back up to him and see him glancing down at his lap.

“We’re good. It doesn’t have anything to do with you.” It comes off harsher than you meant it to, but Felix doesn’t seem to mind. “I can’t just forgive and forget, you know?”

He nods. “Yeah. Alright, then. Just consider talking to him. I’ll see you later, mate.” He drums his fingers on the table before standing up and walking to the bar. You sigh and decide to pack up your things after checking your watch and seeing the time. It’s getting late.

You stand up and grab your bag, slinging it over your shoulder. You walk out of the pub and down the cobbled streets while looking around and just observing the several groups of students, chatting loudly or laughing. The chilly autumn breeze tosses around crimson and golden leaves.

You go over your plans for the remainder of tonight in your head. You’re going to get back to your dorm, take a shower, then get the rest of your work done. That is, if you don’t procrastinate like you usually do.

You enter your dorm building and then stop in your tracks when you see him standing there, at the bottom of the stairs. It’s like you have a full body reaction to him standing in front of you, sending a chill down your spine and making your stomach churn. He doesn’t speak, he just stares at you. You step forward, walking up the stairs and completely ignoring him. “Can we please talk?” Farleigh calls your name.

“No, we can’t.” You respond, your tone harsh and bitter. You hear footsteps coming up the stairs behind you and you increase your pace, trying to get to your door and unlock it before he can catch up to you. But it’s no use, he’s already standing there behind you.

“Please. Just let me talk to you,” He begs. You shake your head. “Farleigh, I already know how this is going to go. You don’t talk.” You can’t even stand to look at him, even addressing him is difficult after all these months of not speaking.

“I’m going to talk. I swear. Please,” He pleads. “Fine,” You groan with exasperation as you unlock your door, although you’re sort of curious as to what he’s going to say.

He closes the door behind him and you go to sit on the edge of your bed after setting your things down and kicking off your shoes, looking at him expectantly. “Okay, talk.”

“I’m sorry. For everything.” Farleigh says, and it surprisingly sounds sincere. “I’m sorry for being a dick to you all these years. And those things I said at Saltburn, I didn’t mean any of it.” His voice is quiet and he looks down at the ground as he speaks. You blink a few times and take a moment to respond.

“Why would you say those things if you never meant them?” You ask, your own voice timid as you remember all the harsh and cruel words he said to you that one night.

“Did you mean it when you said you hated me and you wished we never met?” He fires back. You bite the inside of your cheek and avoid his gaze as regret washes over you. “...I never said–”

“Yes you did.” It’s silent and the tension in the air is palpable. It seems like you’re both waiting for who is going to speak next, but you aren’t exactly sure what to say.

“I just don’t understand why you’re so eager to apologize when you’ve literally hated me since the day we first met,” You chuckle sarcastically and shake your head. He falls silent, and when you glance back up to him, he looks nervous, like something’s on the tip of his tongue.

“That’s not… exactly true.” He mutters. “I never hated you. I’ve loved you since the moment I first saw you. That night at Saltburn, when Felix introduced us to each other. I saw you and I just felt… Something just came over me. I’d never felt it before. I mean, I was so captivated by you. I couldn’t sleep that night because I was thinking about you every second. And I was scared. I was so scared. So I was mean to you.”

He lets out a breath after his confession and you stare at him in disbelief. You’re barely processing anything he’s saying. Is this real? You feel like you should pinch yourself to make sure you’re not dreaming.

“And Felix never kept his friends around for long, so I knew I couldn’t get attached to you. I thought you were just passing by and that I would never see you again. But when you came back the next summer, then the next, and then you got into Oxford, I knew I was fucked.

“I just kept pushing my feelings down and instead of dealing with them, I was just… a bitch. I was trying to push you away and I was hoping that would get rid of my feelings. But it didn’t. And I regret it so, so much. I wasted all this time and I was being so stupid. I was just scared of love. I was scared of loving you.”

You feel tears welling up in your eyes and you can hear your heart pounding in your chest. You swear you can see tears in his own eyes.

“What about Sasha?” You ask when you finally gather yourself. “Really? You don’t know why I dated Sasha?” He chuckles a bit like it should be obvious. You shake your head no.

“I just needed someone to distract me. I got with all those people to fill the void. I mean, Sasha and I’s relationship was purely based off of sex. And every single time, I pictured that it was you instead of Sasha. I would close my eyes and imagine it was you. I think that was the only way I was able to get off,” He laughs. Your eyes widen at his words and your stomach flips. So that was why he was always moaning like a bitch?

“So when we finally… I freaked out. It was getting too real, and so I pushed you away again. And I said some shitty things.” You blink and a few tears fall. You don’t even know how to describe how you’re feeling right now. So many emotions are building inside of you, and they’re so dense and heavy, you’re not sure how to comprehend them.

“I’m so, so fucking sorry.” Farleigh seems to notice that you’re crying. “You didn’t deserve any of that. I’m a fucking idiot,”

Before you know it you’re off of your bed, crashing into him and sobbing against his chest. He wraps his arms around you, locking you in a tight embrace and enveloping you in his warmth. Your shoulders shake as you feel all the emotions pouring out of you. He holds you like he’s never going to let go. You don’t want him to let go. Ever.

“I’m so sorry,” He whispers your name into your hair. “I’ll never do that to you again.” He continues muttering these things to you as you let him hold you, melting into the hug.

You look up at him and his brown eyes are illuminated with affection. Something about him is different. He’s softer, unlike his usual cold and teasing personality.

He gently moves some hair out of your face and kisses your forehead, causing you to blush and smile softly.

“Why did we waste so much time when we could have been together?” You ask timidly, more of a rhetorical question. He sighs and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Cause we’re stupid,” He chuckles and you let out a quiet laugh. “It doesn’t matter now. We have the rest of our lives to make up for it,” He grins down at you and you smile against his hand that cups your face. He leans down and you tilt your head up to meet his lips. The kiss you share is slow and sensual, like you’re both trying to savor each other for as long as possible, like you’re making up for all those years of fabricated hatred. You can’t deny that you missed his lips and the way that he kisses, the way his tongue licks into your mouth. He pulls away after a minute.

“But I still feel like I need to make it up to you,” Farleigh’s expression changes and his voice lowers to that familiar deep and gravelly sound. You can see the lust in his eyes and you feel butterflies swarming in your stomach.

“What should I do for you, baby?” His hands snake down to your hips as he lowers himself slowly to the ground until he’s on his knees. Your heart races and you feel chills racing across your skin.

He looks up at you and you swear your knees almost give out from underneath you just at the sight. “Far..” You giggle shyly and feel your face burn red.

His fingers fiddle with the waistband of your skirt, almost teasing you and waiting until you ask him to take it off. But after a moment he’s pulling it down gently, and you step out of it gingerly and nudge it to the side with your foot.

He groans and his hands roam up and down your thighs. “You’re so perfect,” He mumbles as he hooks your lace panties under his fingers and pulls them down as well, almost hurriedly this time like he’s just that eager to eat you out until you’re sobbing for him.

Without any warning or time to prepare, his mouth is already on you, tasting you passionately with his tongue and moaning, the vibrations going straight to your core.

You moan breathlessly, your hand reaching down to tangle in his curly hair for something to ground you, and he seems to like this. He keeps letting out these small, needy whines like he’s the one getting devoured.

Every swirl and flick of his tongue has you whimpering like you’re in pain, your legs feeling unstable and weak. He sucks on your clit and you feel two of his fingers already inching their way inside, curling inside of you deliciously. It’s all too much and your breath has turned into short, high-pitched, desperate huffs.

“Please- Shit, Farleigh,” The third finger he inserts draws a long moan out of you. You don’t care if your neighbors hear you. You’re too lost in the pleasure that he’s giving you, with no drawbacks or regret looming in the future. When you think about how he just confessed his love for you, it only brings you closer to the edge of your beautiful release.

He laps up your slick, his tongue getting dangerously close to your entrance. You gasp for air as his fingers leave, only to be replaced by his tongue. You whine at the new feeling of his tongue deep inside of you, his thumb circling your clit. You feel your climax approaching, threatening to make you crumble and beg for mercy.

A deep and guttural groan leaves him as he continues fucking you with his tongue. “Far, I’m close-“ Your hand twists in his hair and you roll your hips against his face absentmindedly, almost like you’re stuck in a trance.

His tongue slips out of you, his nose nudging against your clit. Then, you’re gone. You feel like you’re floating, like you’re the only two people in the world right now, all your thoughts disappearing as that divine ecstasy shoots through your veins and melts your muscles and your bones.

He stands back up and takes you into his strong arms, cradling you as he brings you over to your bed, with occasional kisses along the way. You both pull away to tear off your clothes. You hurriedly pull off your sweater and your bra and toss them aside, hearing them land somewhere on the floor. Farleigh takes his own shirt off and his jeans, revealing that beautiful body you’ve subconsciously been dreaming of.

“Lay down,” You tell him with some sort of newfound confidence. You’ve never been on top before, but right now you want to pay him back and give him all that you have to offer.

“Mmm,” He hums in response, laying down on your small, twin-sized bed. You climb onto the bed and straddle him, feeling slightly nervous as his hands rest on your hips. You keep your hands on his chest as you grind your hips down onto him, feeling the form of him through his boxers.

He’s rock hard, and it only encourages you to continue to grind against him, rolling your hips smoothly and slowly. He whimpers and grips your hips harder, biting his lip. “Fuck, baby,” He moans, his hips bucking up slightly to meet yours.

You can’t wait anymore. You reach down and maintain eye contact as you slowly pull down his boxers, shuffling them down his legs.

It’s definitely intimidating, but you’re determined to ride him. He looks up at you. “Is this okay?” He asks, his hands returning to your hips. You nod. “Yeah,” You reply before rising up on your knees and adjusting yourself before sinking down onto him.

You wince at the delicious pain as your teeth sink into the plush of your bottom lip, his hands guiding you further down his length. A string of curses leave his lips once his whole cock is inside of you. He definitely missed this.

You place your hands on his chest again as you begin to drag your hips back and forth. He whimpers and whispers your name like a prayer. “That’s it, fuck-“ His grasp on your hips tighten and you can already guess that you’ll have bruises.

You rock your hips back and forth, creating a better pace for the two of you as he thrusts up into you. That pained look crosses his face again as you make eye contact. You’re completely enthralled by the sight of each other, a sheen of sweat forming on both of your foreheads. Your head falls back once you finally find the perfect angle that brings you such satisfaction, your jaw going slack. “Baby,” He begs, breathing heavily.

You feel yourself growing tired from the fast rhythm, and you slow down, still circling your hips on top of him. He seems to sense that you’re growing fatigued, so he flips the two of you over, switching your places. You’re dizzy and caught off guard, but you focus on his eyes as he takes over, slowly thrusting into you with long strokes.

Farleigh reaches down to grab your hand, intertwining your fingers together and holding on tightly. He lowers his head to pepper kisses across your forehead, your nose, your cheeks. He brushes some hair out of your face.

“I love you,” He mutters, his nose rubbing against yours. Your eyes widen at his words and your heart skips a beat. You squeeze his hand weakly and grin.

“I love you too,” You whisper back, feeling tears brimming in your eyes. “I love you so much,” You tell him, and he lets his head fall into the crook of your neck as he moans desperately, his thrusts faltering. Your other hand rests on the top of his head, stroking his curls. You both finish at the same time, whispering each other’s names and more confessions of love. It’s meaningful, beautiful, and sweet. Something you’ve craved but never experienced. That is, until now.

He collapses next to you and eventually pulls out of you, causing you to grunt just a bit. You lay there, your legs entangled with his and his arms around you protectively. He pulls the sheets over the two of you and continues to kiss you slowly with so much passion and affection.

Farleigh pulls away and swipes the tears off your cheeks, his gaze never leaving yours. You take his hand in yours once again and press your forehead against his.

“I could get used to this,” You whisper with a cheeky grin. He laughs softly. “Really?” He responds sarcastically, raising his eyebrows.

“Really.” You giggle quietly and he presses another kiss to your cheek. “I would consider spending the rest of my life with you,” He shrugs nonchalantly and you can’t seem to stop smiling. You don’t think you’ve ever been this happy in your life.

“You’d consider it? Woah, thanks,” You say with fake awe, gasping. “I’ve been considering it for a while, actually,” He mutters, running his fingers through your hair. “Have you?” You whisper, suddenly feeling sleepy. Everytime he holds you like this, it puts you right to sleep. You feel so safe and loved in his arms.

“Mhm.” His other hand rests on the small of your back and you feel your eyelids growing heavy. “I love you, Farleigh,” You whisper. “I love you too.” He replies, and with that, you drift off to sleep, with no cares or worries in the world, now that you’ve finally solved your problems with Farleigh. You’re so glad you gave him a second chance.

The next morning you wake up to Farleigh pulling you closer to him, nuzzling his head in your chest and groaning. You yawn and glance over to your bedside table, checking the time on your alarm clock. 9:42 AM.

Shit. You forgot about your class. It started at 9:30. Oh well. You groan and let your head fall back onto the pillow, rubbing your forehead.You pat Farleigh’s head, his curls sticking out at awkward angles but still managing to look cute.

You shiver and reach down to pull the duvet over yourself. He stirs at your movement and eventually, his dark brown eyes open.

A grin immediately appears on his face as he looks at you, taking in your appearance. Thank God you hadn’t worn makeup the day before. You were in your natural state, besides the messy hair. He traces his finger along your jawline and you smile, tilting your head.

“Good morning,” He wraps you up in his arms again, desperate to be close to you. His voice is deep and raspy. You’ll never get tired of his morning voice.

“Morning,” You reply, snuggling up to him and breathing in his scent. He kisses the top of your head and rubs your back soothingly.

“Do you know how many times I’ve dreamt about waking up next to you?” Farleigh asks. You giggle quietly. “Well, your wish came true,” You reply with a quick raise of your brows.

Suddenly, you remember what Lola said that one night at Saltburn as you think about you and Farleigh’s relationship over the years.

“Lola told me something a few months ago,” You start. “Mmm, and what was that?” He responds.

You inhale slowly. “She said that you were looking for me one morning and you came by our dorm, and you seemed very worried about me,” You smile at the thought, knowing what you know now.

“Oh. Yeah, I remember that. I was always worried sick about you. Whether you got home after a night out, if you drank too much, if some guy took advantage of you…” He trails off and sighs.

“Really?!” You ask, gazing up at him in shock. “You’re so confusing,” You let out a breathy laugh and shake your head.

“Do you remember our first night at Oxford? The very first party we went to?” He asks. You nod. He fiddles with a strand of your hair.

“After our little… argument, I stayed away from you the rest of the night. But then it was getting late, and I couldn’t find you, and I didn’t know if you knew the way back to your dorm. When I went into the bathroom I found you passed out on the floor. Black out drunk.” He explains, his voice soft.

“Anyone could have found you, or taken advantage of you. So I picked you up and carried you back to your dorm and tucked you into your bed.” Your eyes widen as your brain registers his words. Lola never told you about that.

“And when we were talking that night on the steps outside at Saltburn when we couldn’t sleep, the first summer you were there, you fell asleep on my shoulder. So I carried you up to your room.”

It’s silent for a minute as you process this. Was it a common theme for Farleigh to carry you to your bed when you were passed out?

“I never knew you cared that much.” You whisper, reaching up to play with one of his curls. “I don’t think I knew, either.” He mumbles.

You kiss him, slowly and gently, smiling against his lips. He grins, breaking the kiss, before holding the back of your head and guiding you back to him.

And you really believe that in this moment, you could die happy. You want to spend the rest of your life with him. The hot August nights, the freezing December mornings, the summer days under cerulean skies. The good days and the bad days. You can’t even remember how it felt to hate Farleigh. Every single trace of dislike for him is gone, erased completely from your heart. All that’s left is a love too strong to comprehend.

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[koiir]

II CANT STOP ME

— embarrassing/annoying scenarios with them

Characters; Scaramouche, xiao, Kazuha, heizou x gn!reader

Genre: fluff, crack, comedy

Cw: swearing, chihuahuas, mentions of throwing up on heizous part, not proofread

“Hey…scara?” You made sure your voice was low, almost as if you were nervous and anxious, wanting to make sure your prank worked. You awaited for him to answer until you continued.

“What is it?” He sat on the couch, laying with his face smushed into the pillow. His words quick, a slight irritation already showing.

“Woww, already putting up an attitude?” He glared at you, rolling his eyes. He was waiting for you to tell him whatever it was that you had to say.

“Well, I need you to be honest with me.” You looked away, not daring to face him eye to eye. The action caused him to raise his eyebrows, wondering if there was a problem.

“Okay… go on.”

“And…. It might be a little awkward between us after. But I have to know how you feel.” You broke your words apart, wanting to show the anxiety you felt.

Scaramouche now felt caught off guard by this. Things being awkward between you two? He wanted to know if you had done something… or if he had done something.

“Just tell me already.” It sounded like he was rather desperate, trying to hide the emotions he started to feel. He just wanted you to spill it out already.

“I… I’ve kept this in for a long time, and I need to confront you about it.” You looked down at the floor, voice quite almost like a whisper.

What? What the hell were you talking about? Scaramouche didn’t like this, he almost felt his heart sink.

“[Name]?What are you talking about? What is it?” His voice was getting a little louder, but not with angry—more like worry, he got more nervous. He hated the way you wouldn’t look at him.

“It just doesn’t feel right if I don’t get an answer, I don’t want this to ruin things between us.”

“[name]? What is this about? Just tell me, I don’t like how-“

“Look at your phone scara! Look at what i sent you!” You said, almost yelling as you turned back to him. Your clenched your fist in anger, and… were you crying?

His eyes widened, his hands started to shake as his unlocked his phone—pulling your messages up. He didn’t know what he was expecting, but it wasn’t this. His face dropped.

He couldn’t believe he let you prank him like this. He was going to kill you. You started laughing seeing his face, expression filled with annoyance at your actions.

“Oh my goddd, I actually… I got you so good!” You laughed in between your words, your little prank being a success.

“For fucks sake [name]… I’m gonna kill you.” He glared at you, and then back onto his phone which showed the picture you sent him. A picture from when he was a toddler, hair messy—clothes filled with paint and on his face. How did you even get it?

“Don’t you like the picture?” You look so cute!” You walked over to him, almost grabbing his hands. But he smacked it away, giving you an attitude for what you had done.

“Shut up! You’re sleeping on the couch tonight!” And so you kept your word.

But… Scaramouche couldn’t handle you not being by his side, this causing him to carry you back to bed with him while annoying a word you said.

It was your idea, for xiao to meet your little furry friend. But god, it was the worst thing he had ever experienced.

“I thought… I would be meeting your cat, not that.” Xiao motioned his hands toward the dog—the chihuahua that was already starting to growl.

“Well, my sister came over and she wanted me to take care of her dog while she took care of my cat.” You looked towards xiao, finding his eyes glaring daggers at you.

Xiao could deal with cats, and dogs—but the way the chihuahua was staring at him… xiao couldn’t help but feel under attack. He felt like the little animal would pounce on him.

“I don’t he likes me.”

“She! She’s a girl…” you never why, but people always assumed the chihuahua was a boy. Did that say something about the chihuahua?

“But don’t say that xiao… she’s always like this don’t worry.” That was true in some way, but not always the case. As you two walked toward the dog, she started to growl and bark as loudly as ever.

“So she’s always annoying as fuck?” Xiao stayed in the same spot as you walked over towards her, she seemed to calm down a bit seeing you but was still on alert by xiao.

“Yeah, most of the time! But she’ll get use to you… soon hopefully.”

Xiao kept his words in, not wanting to know the answer by he had to know. “So, how long is she staying with us?”

“Mhm… I think my sis said two weeks? She’s pretty busy, always working.”

Xiao felt his face drop—two whole weeks… with that?! The dog that clearly didn’t like him????

“No.” That’s all he said, knowing that he had no say in this.

“Huh? But xiao….” You walked towards him with the dog in hand. “Just… here.”

“Wait! No!”

Before he knew, you had placed the chihuahua in his hands. And oh. Oh… xiao felt like he would die on the spot from how she kept growling in his grasp. The dog not giving up with her stuck up attitude.

Did she just bite him???

“Nope… not dealing with her any more.” She placed her on the ground, not wanting her in his grasp for another second longer.

That was the one of many incidents with xiao and you sisters lovely chihuahua. By the first week, the dog seemed be…. More at ease?

“Well, look at what we have here.” You entered the room, only to find xiao on the bed… with her.

The chihuahua he swore he couldn’t handle… was sitting on his lap. Almost falling asleep, but she opened her eyes once you came.

“Mhm…” xiao groaned, knowing you would tease the hell out of him for this.

You made sure to take a picture of this moment—without him knowing. Later using this as “blackmail” by teasing him. He wished he had never met that chihuahua.

It was often that your boyfriend, Kazuha—could be found writing his haiku’s. For once he never thought he could be annoyed by your presence, but we was proven wrong today.

Deep In thought he was, feeling your presence making his mind wonder—what could he possibly write next? Something that involved you… maybe.

He started to think of the write words… until he heard the voice.

“Kazuuu!” You said, rather loudly for his liking as it had disturbed his deep thoughts. He looked up to see you walking towards him, he found it rather funny—you were already pretty close to him as you sat on the couch infront of him.

You sat next to him, leaning your head on his shoulder. You skimmed through the empty paper he had, nothing yet on it.

“Can’t figure out what to write?” Your voice laced with concerns…but why did it have that tone following it? Kazuha swore he saw a sly smile on your face before it was gone.

“Yeah… I was deep in thought trying to find the right words.” He didn’t mention the part of where he was interrupted by you, not wanting you to feel upset at your doing.

But maybe he should have—because now he was dealing with you interrupting him every second he had. It was quite ironic, how you had managed to disturb him in the times where he was so close, to writing his thoughts down.

It didn’t matter what it was, small comments from you about what you saw on your phone, the view from the window ahead of you. None of it mattered, but it sure did get Kazuha rather pent up.

He knew he had to do something, so he did the one thing he knew always had you quite.

“Love… say, is something on your mind?” Kazuha had now walked towards you, face full of worry. Maybe there was something more to this than he thought, but he couldn’t exactly pinpoint it.

“Mhm? I’m fine Kazu, I promise.” A soft smile made its way onto your face, Kazuha though felt like that wasn’t exactly the truth.

“Oh? You sure? Because… you keep on disturbing me during important times.” His face now leaned over yours, his lips ghosting over yours. He could only think you were doing this to get a reaction out of him—but he wouldn’t let you win that easily, he rather hoped to get a reaction out of you.

Your breath hitched at the closeness from Kazuha, his eyes burned deep into yours. Your face almost being the same shade as that of his eyes. Those beautiful crimsons eyes that you could look into forever.

He leaned his lips toward yours, kissing you to conceal your voice. Your thoughts vanished as you could only focus on the one kissing you. You felt the teasing smile Kazuha had while kissing you—knowing that he had clearly won this little battle.

“So…try not to disturb me anymore dove? Okay?”

Heizou had always had a knack to tease you at any given moment, and today certainty was that day. Rather it felt worse, so much more worse.

“Man alive… even with your sickness you still won’t take it?” You hated the grin that he held, clearly knowing that he had done this on purpose.

“It’s because I told you to get pills… not medicine! You already know how I feel about medicine heizou!”

“Well… maybe it’s time to over come your fears! So, which one will it be?” Instead of following your words, heizou decided to go with the medicine option instead. Knowing how much you hated taking medicine, it didn’t help that the options had a smell to them. He knows how bad the taste would be.

“Neither. They probably taste like shit.”

“Aww, don’t say that love, I’m sure it’ll be fine. Plus, don’t you want to get better?” Of course you did—you had to cancel a date you two had because of this sickness. But heizou was having his fun, making you pick between two things that he knew would cause you agony.

You knew you had to suck up it—even if it meant giving into his tactics. You knew eventually you would get him back.

“Fine! I’ll take that one…” you pointed towards the one heizou had on his left hand, a smile appearing onto his handsome face. That smile made you want to smack him.

“There we go! Look at you… growing up and overcoming your fears! Here…” his tone was full of teasing, happy as ever with the fact that his plan had worked.

He then handed you the bottle of medicine awaiting you, gulping at the thought of having to chug some of it down.

He stood next to you, waiting for you to swallow the medicine. His smile never left his face as you stared down at the medicine—it certainly didn’t help that the smell was so strong.

Chugging it down you heard heizou give you a “good job!” You ignored the comment as you finally let the medicine down your throat, the left over taste still in your mouth.

What heizou didn’t expect was for you to throw up… something he didn’t think would be possible considering it was medicine. Maybe he should have gone with the pills—now having to deal with you as you cursed at him for what he had done. But hey, at least he got a laugh out of it!

[basu-shokikita]

Kloktober 2024 Day 15

One Year after AOTD

Back with more Kloktober posting!

It’s been over a year since AOTD came out and I like to believe things got better for the boys after they helped saving the world, so…here’s something about that. 🌟

“Just ones more! Just ones!” Toki insisted with a smile.

“Dats what you said de last times.” Skwisgaar feigned exasperation, but he looked just as happy. 

“This time ams forreals.” Toki bit his bottom lip, glancing at Skwisgaar’s mouth. “Ams promise.”

Skwisgaar wrapped a hand around Toki’s waist, bringing him closer. “Dats so?”

Toki nodded, but he also probably would’ve nodded at anything by this point. 

“Comes here.” Skwisgaar whispered and they smooched each other loudly. 

“Wowee…” Toki was left in a daze once they broke it off. “Okays, just ones more!”

Skwisgaar cackled, lovingly looking into Toki’s eyes. “I thoughts you hads promiseds.”

Pursing his lips, Toki gave Skwisgaar a wet puppy look. “Buts…”

“Buts nothing you littol trickers…”

“Oh, Skwisgaar!” Tok whined, his expression turning miserable at once. He turned away, sadly. “You ams so means…”

“Eugh, I ams means?” Skwisgaar chuckled.

“Ja…” Toki was completely brat mode, pouting and frowning. “You ams means and donts lets Toki be happies…”

“I donts-” Skwisgaar repressed a laugh, though when Toki didn’t react, he grabbed him by the chin and turned his face towards him. “Heys, heys…”

Toki refused to meet his gaze. “Means Skwisgaar.” He mumbled.

“Comes on…” Skwisgaar was trying his best not to smile, failing considerably. “Tokes, looks at me…” When Toki finally did, Skwisgaar let out a soft chuckle. “Donts be sads…” Then, he leaned in and-

“Ye guys know we’re still here, right?” Pickles interrupted in disbelief., sitting several feet away from them on the couch. They were in the movie room.

With puckered lips, Skwisgaar and Toki turned to their bandmates. While Toki seemed mostly confused, Skwisgaar raised an eyebrow at them. “Ja, so?” To emphasize his indifference, he put an arm around Toki’s shoulder. 

“Well, don’t do that in front of usch!” Murderface complained.

“And why the fucks not?” Far from the spoiled attitude from earlier, Toki had switched to full aggressive mode. “You guys can do whatever you wants too!”

“Yeah, but…” Nathan intervened, visibly feeling awkward. “You guys are being so…r…romantic…” He said, like the word was hard to pronounce. 

“Nethans, you weres all over the Trinity girls back dens!” Skwisgaar said, grimacing. “Makings us witness yous slobber, eugh, disgustingks…” He shook his head in disgust. 

“Uh, her name was Trindle-”

“That’s what ye two are doin’ now!” Pickles pointed an accusatory finger. 

“Oh, whats? I didnts know I was cheatings on Skwisgaar and tryings to explodes him and kills mine self!” 

“Heugheugh, so you ams the hypers fans whats cants helps but wants more of mes?” Skwisgaar asked Toki, already over the discussion.

Toki smiled innocently, batting his eyelashes at Skwisgaar. “Wells, you knows…”

They started whispering sweet nothings to each other again, like the other 3 weren’t watching the whole exchange. 

“Ye know what, just play the next movie.” Pickles rolled his eyes.

Nathan grabbed the remote control, browsing through the Dethflix catalogue. “Uh, Whiplash?”

“Looks Skwisgaar!” Toki turned to the screen. “It ams dat ones roms and coms!”

“Whet?” Pickles squinted at the couple. “Dats nots-“

“Euh, I remembers dat!”

“Well, I don’t wanna watsch no schtupid romansche movie!” 

“It’s not a-”

“Yeah, we have enough of that right here.”

“Whats ams dat supposeds to means?”

“It’s not about t’at at all!” Pickles took the remote from Nathan and pressed the play button. “Just shaht up and watch it!” 

He felt proud when the whole band settled in quietly and watched the screen. Well, not for long because Skwisgaar and Toki resumed their chattering soon enough. Clicking his tongue, Pickles glanced at his phone to see the time, though the date distracted him. Why did it feel oddly familiar? 

Oh.

Pickles rested his back against the couch, overwhelmed by the sudden memory. A year ago they saved the world, almost losing their lives in the process. A year ago they survived the Metalocalypse while millions perished. A year ago their fans came to their rescue and, together, they could defeat Salacia. 

Somehow, it felt like an entire lifetime had gone ever since and Pickles would like very much for it to stay that way. He didn’t miss feeling responsible for everyone or having to fight constant panic attacks because the end of the world was coming. He just wanted to be Pickles.

It did have consequences on them, however. Nathan was definitely more considerate now and Murderface was opening up more rather than being defensive all the time. And Skwisgaar and Toki…well, whatever that was. 

In all seriousness, Pickles didn’t know what was weirder, that they defeated a gigantic whale that wanted to bring doom to Earth or that Toki and Skwisgaar were all over each other like a couple of teenagers experiencing love for the first time. He would’ve never imagined there would be a future where he’d miss their stupid fights. Well, they still argued, but it wasn’t the same knowing the reconciliation would have them sloppily making out on the kitchen’s counter or something equally off-putting.

Himself? He was fine. He still liked to do drugs and get drunk, they just weren’t his primary reason to live anymore. And that was a good thing, probably. 

“Murderface, don’t keep all the popcorn for yourself.” Nathan whispered, though it was loud enough that everyone heard it.

“I’m not!”

“Heys, I wants some popcorns too!” Toki complained, though he kept both arms wrapped around Skwisgaar. 

“Heugheugh,I gots some pops corns for yous down heres…” Skwisgaar offered.

There was some rustling and Toki gasped. “Haha! It really ams corns shapes!”

“And it shores ams gonna pops, heugh-”

They all groaned and Nathan took the remote back, turning up the volume and filling the atmosphere with the sound of drums. “Just try not to fuck while we’re in the room, okay?” He yelled over the racket.

“Whats?!” The guitarists asked in unison, their hands on their ears.

“I said don’t fuck in the room!”

Toki and Skwisgaar looked at each other, then back at Nathan. “Whats?!”

“I said-” Nathan was about to yell again but he changed his mind mid-sentence. “Nevermind.” Pickles snorted and Nathan turned towards him. “What?”

“Nothin’.” Pickles shook his head, trying to pay attention to the movie. 

He had a far more important reason to live now. 

[mountttmase]

can you please write something (can be short if you want to) where Mase has her between his legs, back against his chest and makes her cum with his fingers? Like he doesn’t want sex bc he’s too tired but he wants to make her cum xx

Funnily enough I’ve written this exact scene just a little different but it’s from a fic I can’t post so you can have this section if you want 🩷 not to sure if it’s too early in the day for smut but let’s go with it

Mason tapped the space in front of him, before helping you move so you were comfortable, sitting you in between his legs with your back pressed to his chest. His hands made their way around your waist, settling on your tummy and you moved your head ever so slightly to the side so you could lean back to look up at him.

‘I just don’t wanna cum too quick, I’ve got too much I wanna do to you and if I let you carry on any longer we would of had a big problem’ he reassured you, a slightly shyness to his voice but you appreciated the honesty as his fingers lightly grazed your abdomen. You smiled up at him and he bought his face back down to yours slowly.

His kisses were heavy, his tongue invading your mouth instantly and it wasn’t long before his hands stared to wander. One reaching up to slowly stroke over your chest and pinch your nipple whilst the other headed south to where you needed him most. You drew up your knees slightly and parted your legs for him so he had easier access but apparently this still wasn’t enough so he broke your kiss before grabbing your legs and placing them on the outside of his, trapping them there so you couldn’t close them no matter if you tried.

He kept his lips on your neck, littering it with kisses as he slowly ran his fingers up you and you felt him smile into your neck, happy with himself at how wet he’d made you.

You were completely at his mercy and you were absolutely loving it.

‘Is this all for me?’ He whispered directly in your ear, bringing his fingers to his mouth, sucking on them gently with his eyes closed ‘you taste so fucking sweet, i cant believe how perfect you are’ he moaned before looking back in your eyes. ‘I want you to cum around my fingers again, that sound good?’

You were too turned on form a coherent sentence so you just nodded, you tummy churning with desire and anticipation and when you felt him press a kiss to your shoulder you thought you might explode. Soon enough, you felt his fingers return or your core, circling your clit a few times before dipping at your entrance and then back to your sensitive bead. His lips on your jaw, kissing along until he got to your lips, smiling against you as he swallowed your moans.

He pulled back slightly, his lips only just touching yours so he could hear your whimpers as he slowly inserted a finger, pumping in and out of your slowly to let you adjust whilst his name fell from your lips.

‘You take me so well, baby’

His praise only made you clench down harder and you felt a low growl leave him at the sensation. He added another finger, his thumb coming down to circle over your clit and you felt like you didn’t know what to do with yourself. Your hands that were fisting the sheets moved to grip his arms, desperate to feel him in some way as he continued to torture you.

‘Telling me earlier you’re not my good girl, I think by the sounds coming out of you now you’ve proved you are’ he spoke seductively in your ear and you weren’t sure if he was referring to your moans or the wet sounds of his fingers plowing into you but all you could do was groan in response. ‘I think you love it. Come on baby, tell me you’re my good girl’

‘I’m your good girl Mase’ you managed to get out and he lightly nipped at the skin of your neck.

‘That’s it, and who’s pussy is this, huh?’

‘Yours Mase, I’m all yours’

His lips came crashing down on yours, the hand what was playing with your breast reaching up to wrap around your neck and you gasped as he applied a slight pressure. It was all becoming too much. His voice, his constant praise, his fingers working their magic on you and now his hand around your throat. You were so close to letting go and your hips started bucking up into his hand, wanting to feel him as deep as possible.

‘Please Mase’ you cried ‘I need to cum, please keep going’

The hand around your throat moved down to hold you hip, ceasing your movements so he had a bit more control. Your high was so close you could taste it and after two more thrusts of of his fingers you fell apart around him, whimpering his name as you did so.

‘That’s it, there we go. Such a good girl’ he spoke into your ear as he coaxed you through it, his fingers slowing as he felt you relax and once your breathing had slightly returned to normal he slowly removed them from you, kissing you cheek gently as he did. You started to relax even more into him, shutting your eyes and you felt him chuckle as he looked down at you. ‘Don’t get too comfy, I’m not done with you yet’

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[twicesserafim]

"Couples fight, it's all gonna be okay."

[Not proofread!]

Third Person Pov:

"well if you listened to me, kkura!" "i am, y/n! you're lying. I can tell when you lie, why do you keep going out late, not telling me who you're with or what you're doing!" "because i cant, babe." "Jesus fuck, i cant do this. I need some air."

You groaned, sitting back down on the bed, running your hand through your hair before mumbling. "okay, fine. do whatever you want." That's a line both of you know, the like you use when you're upset with the person you said it to.

Sakura knew for sure, you're mad at her. She sighed and grabbed a hoodie, throwing it on, grabbing her phone and wallet before walking out. She walked out of the dorm. It took about an hour before there was a knock on your door.

"hm?" "hey.. it's zuha, can i come in?" "yeah, go ahead" She opened the door before closing it behind her, "what's up zuzu?" "eunchae isnt.. happy" "what? why?" "what's going on between you and kkura unnie?"

"uh, im not cheating, im trying to plan something for our 3 year anniversary but she thinks im cheating and stuff. It's just- complicated, i don't know." "are you guys gonna be okay?" "i hope so, i hope we don't break up over something this dumb."

"yeah.. we all hope so too." "why is eunchae upset?" "listen.. it's.. you and kkura unnie are like her parents. you guys fighting feels like her parents are fighting, she doesn't feel good. Because she's worried you guys are gonna break up"

You groaned before running your eyes, "can i talk to her?" "yeah, give me a sec." Kazuha left and less then a minute later, eunchae came in. "unnie.." "eunnie, it's okay, hun." "are you guys gonna be okay?" You nodded with a soft smile. "have you been crying, unnie?" "not really"

"you look like you've been at least crying a little bit, you also look tired. get some sleep and i'll wake you up with kkura unnies home" "you don't have to wake me up, we can talk and sort it out when we're ready, but we're gonna be okay. don't worry, okay?" "okay.. rest well, unnie." "thanks, eunchae"

...

Sakura walked into the room and into the bathroom, as the shower turned on. You laid there, you weren't happy. You were still upset with her. Mad, sad, upset, disappointed and betrayed. Did she really think you would cheat?

Once she walked out, you guys locked eyes for a few seconds before her eyebrows furrowed. "have you been crying?" "no" "liar" she whispered, walking up closer to you, taking a closer look at you. "you've been crying."

"leave it." "crying because you broke up with your side-" "my fucking god, sakura! there's no one else, why don't you get that!" "right. so what the hell are you doing? huh? if there's no one?!" "why can't you trust me?" "why can't you tell me?"

"why don't you fucking trust me, sakura." you asked, your voice sounded desperate. It sounded.. hurt. Sakura rubbed her face, "i do trust you. you're just acting weird, do now i'm questioning if i should be trusting you."

"just because i'm acting weird? what about it? i'm not cheating, i never have and i never will." "and how am i supposed to believe you?" "because we're dating?!" "and what about it!?" "are you gonna trust me or not." "i don't know, alright? just let me think about this."

"sleep on the damn couch, i'm over this." "are you breaking up with me to be with your side or something?!" "there is no side! and no! we aren't breaking up!" "sure." "i'm so over this. what fucking side do you think i have!?" "some pretty girl, god knows."

"yeah, you." "im your side? whose your main then?" You groaned, "so there are two? or multiple.. you fucking bitch." "miyawaki sakura." "what" "don't call me that" "why not" "im your girlfriend!" "correction, was my girlfriend."

You looked at her in disbelief before shaking your head, tears welling up in your eyes, opening the closet and pulling out a small box from the corner. "i was gonna ask you to marry me, dumbass." you mumbled, throwing the box at the bottom of her feet.

"what?" "leave me alone." "y/n.." "get out of my face" "i'm sorry" "i don't care" Sakura was speechless. She's never felt so foolish, so stupid before, she reached down and grabbed the box, opening it. "it's.." "your dream ring? i know."

"i'm sorry" "mhm" "are we still together?" "i don't know." Sakura kept on staring at the ring. Wiping away the tears that filled her eyes, the guilt was gut wrenching. She wanted to throw up. She's never felt more stupid.

"i.." "can you please leave me alone for a bit?" your voice was shaky, it came out almost like a whisper. Sakura cleared her throat softly, closing the ring box and putting it on the night stand. "yeah.. of course."

She mumbled, hesitating but walking towards you, you had your back turned to her, sakura kissed your shoulder blade, "goodnight, i love you." You stayed quiet as she sighed, opening the door but turning back to glance at you before leaving the room.

"i'm a fucking idiot." "we know." chaewon and yunjin said as sakuras eyes widened, "we heard it all, what the hell, unnie?!" sakura let them scold and yell her as much as they wanted before laying on the couch, pulling a blanket over her body.

Closing her eyes, that's when the two realized. They never had to say anything. She already felt horrible. The next day, none of the members have seen sakura in the state she was now, tired, zoned out, unresponsive, not smiley, it's was just.. nothing.

Eunchae was.. in a state too, she was upset, mad and disappointed. Upset that you guys were arguing, mad that you said you guys would be okay but you guys aren't. And disappointed in sakura.

Sakura made a promise to eunchae, a few months back that she would never hurt you. She broke the promise. Eunchae hasn't said a single word to sakura, but neither of them have really spoken up, the dorm is usually pretty quiet becaus everyone's in their own rooms.

But once you guys get together it's loud, but that isnt the case today. Even when you're together, it's even quieter then when you're alone. The room is quiet, full of tension and awkwardness.

"you said you would be okay." eunchae finally spoke up, you looked up from the plate of food in front of you. "we will be" "doesn't look like it.. you promised you would never hurt her." "i know" sakura whispered, glancing between eunchae and the plate of food before shoving half a slice of bread into her mouth to avoid speaking.

"eunchae" chaewon mumbled sternly, "no! this is stupid! can you guys just talk it out?! y/n unnie you never shut people out! you always talk about your problems! do that this time! kkura unnie.. make it up to her somehow. you guys aren't done."

"im with the kid on this one." yunjin muttered before they looked at kazuha and chaewon. "me too" kazuha agreed as chaewon sighed. "i hate to admit it, but you guys can't give up now, it's almost 3 years, plus you're like perfect for each other. so come on.."

You and sakura looked at each other, both of you pushing the plate of food forward, standing up and going into your shared room, closing the room and locking it. "so what?" "im sorry" "mhm"

"it.. i'm aware for my behaviour and what i siad was hurtful to you and i didn't think before i said a single word, i was a jerk. Though it doesn't excuse anything that i said or the reason why i was upset, i realized that i didn't care about your feelings to emotions because i got defensive. But.. i still didn't care."

"you were so fucking rude." "forgive me or not i just want to say that i love you more then anything, nothing like this will ever happen again, and i promise to you. I will, make it up to you. Only if you let me." You locked eyes for a few moments before it broke.

Something in you lost it, tears welled up in your eyes as they rolled down your cheeks, sakura immediately pulled you into her arms, placing one hand on the back of your head and the other rubbing your back softly.

You sobbed into her neck as the gut wrenching feeling came back. "i'm sorry, i'm so sorry" she whispered, "i love you more then anything, please forgive me, i'm sorry, my love. Please stop crying, i was stupid and reckless, i took advantage of you, that was the worst mistake of my life."

Sakura continued to mumble comforting words before she went quiet, only focusing on comforting you, after maybe 20 minutes? The sobs were quieter and your breaths slowed, less tears came out. "are you okay now?" she whispered.

You caught your breath and went to wipe your eyes but your girl beat you to it. "are you okay?" you nodded. "are we okay..? are you mine?" you hesitated but nodded, "promise me you'll never do or say anything like that again."

"i promise. you have my word." "right.. so you're gonna marry me right?" sakura nodded with a small smile. "of course" your lips connected for a few seconds before you guys pulled away. You poked your head outside as the member turned over the look.

Once you walked out, they saw you're guys fingers were intertwined. "assa!" "oh my god!" "they're okay!" Eunchae stayed quiet, only running to the two of you as you both wrapped your arm around her.

"i told you that we would be okay" you whispered. "never fight again" you both looked at each other with a small smile before looking back to eunchae. "we'll never fight that badly again, but couples fight, it's normal."

"not you guys.." "eun, all couples fight, it's all gonna be okay" you mumbled as she sighed before nodding, "don't fight like that again" you both agreed as everything returned to the way it was before.

Everything was okay.

[hayatoseyepatch]

SAM CONGRATS ON 500 WOOHOOO ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و here are some answers to your match up hehe :3

personality : im more reserved and closed off irl but once i get comfortable with someone i tend to yap yap yap !! my interests are writing, playing games, going to cafes and bookstores and watching movies and tv shows. i also love to cook especially if it’s something i’ve never tried or made before :D my prns are any but i lean more to she / her sometimes! umm .. i can also be very clingy and secretly jealous / possessive 🫣 and am a chronic overthinker yaaaay /lh (im also very indecisive and completely avoid confrontation if that means not hurting someone else’s feelings) however if someone is ever mean or rude to a person i care about then i have no problem speaking my mind ehuheue

fandoms : love and deepspace, wbk, jjk and genshin!

tropes : oh my oh my, i’m a sucker for best friend / childhood friends to lovers au. or meet cute moments.

what’s my type : i feel like my type is all over the place tbh, because i think the charas i fall for are all very different but i do look for someone who’s understanding and patient, but also has a great sense of humor. (esp dark humor bc that’s how i am lol) but also someone who is adventurous and helps me get out of my shell since im prone to sticking to my comfort zone T_T

favorites : sakura, suo and ume. gojo, choso and toji. sylus and xavier. ga ming, zhongli and kaeya.

icks : hmm, i can’t think of any rn tbh lol.

i thinkkk tht’s all 😮‍💨 once again congratulations it’s very much deserved 🤍🤍🤍

Whimsy bb oh my goodness I actually adore you please I’ll sob THANK YOU!! ٩(ˊᗜˋ)و ♡

I match you with Toji Fushiguro from JJK!

⤜♡→ Toji didn’t believe in love, not at first. Given he never received it from his family it was not a concept he understood or believed himself capable of. You changed his mind quicker than he cared to admit. It wasn’t long before you had him eating out of the palm of your hand and absolutely smitten with you.

⤜♡→ I HATE the mischaracterization that Toji is nothing more than a broke fuckboy I’m so sorry. Once he has someone who shows him the tender care and affection he is missing out on, he would do anything for them. He doesn’t mind being patient with you as you need to be just as patient as him, the both of you navigating through tumultuous waters, together.

⤜♡→ he loves your sense of humor, I feel like Toji uses humor as his own coping mechanism. So your dark humor has him splitting at the seams constantly, the both of you cracking jokes to each other. His favorite thing to do is see you smile and hear your laughter, so he’ll keep it up so long as he gets to experience your joy.

⤜♡→ Jealous and possessive are two of his character traits I’m so sorry!! So the both of you constantly have a need to have your hands on each other in public, a silent claim to the other. He loves seeing the way you blatantly claim that he’s taken to anyone who dares hit on him, there’s a warm pride that fills his chest that he cant explain.

Toji adores absolutely everything about you, from the cute way your eyes light up when talking about something you were passionate about, the way your hands feel so small in his own as you drag himself somewhere, the smell of returning to your cooking at the end of the day. He loved it all. Toji hadn’t expected to fall for you but he had. The cute girl who frequented the same coffee shop. Having caught you staring at him over the brim of your cook a few times. Relishing in the way your cheeks flushed when he smirked and winked at you as he caught you staring again. The next day he had gotten there early, pressing the barista for your usual order. He came here often enough to know when you also came into the café. S that day when you came in you saw the table already occupied, the guy who often sat across the café now at you table beckoning you over.

He smiled as you approached, pushing the cup toward you. “Hope you don’t mind some company.” The both of you had sat there for hours, just talking and relishing in the presence of the other. Toji wasn’t sure what had pulled him toward you but he was grateful it had. The months that followed filled with getting to know one another. He was endlessly grateful for your patience with him. His childhood with the Zenin’s wasn’t easy and into his adulthood he was more often used to people wanting him for his body and that was it. But not you. You showed him an affection he had never experienced, a love that he couldn’t let go of. You made him want to be a better person.

His cheeks flushed as you laughed at him, his large hands palming the pumpkin in his hands as he carved a face into it. “Toji, baby, what is that?” You said, giggles interrupting your sentence. He furrowed his brows, eyes narrowing at you playfully. “Oh yeah? Like yours is any better.” He grumbled, only for his eyes to widen at the cute face delicately carved into your pumpkin. “Alright whatever show of.” He laughs scooping you into his arms, pulling you onto his lap. He grins pressing kisses on the side of your face, lips unstopping as they began to trail down your neck. “Alright pumpkin, I got some other guts I think I need to scramble yeah?” He coos, lips pressed against your ear. He gives you one final kiss, smacking your ass playfully as he send you off to the bedroom telling you he’ll be in there in a moment. Looking down he sees his phone light up with a text from Shui as he was cleaning up the mess you both left behind, it was details of an upcoming job. He pockets his phone as he hears you calling out for him. Someone else could handle the star plasma vessel, he had everything he could ever want and more right here.

[lazystar]

Communication Exists for a Reason — Part 2A to Breakdowns

Summary: Jealousy sometimes isn’t the conventional route when it comes to falling into the arms of your true love. Or: The one where Jisung and Hyunjin somehow play Cupid for two idiots who can’t communicate.

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Warnings: angst, negative thoughts and depressive behaviors from both lead characters, Chan is ??? an asshole, cursing (it’s me are u shocked?), Hyunjin hero era.

Rating: 13+ | WC: 2.1K

As always Tumblr operates off a system of re blogs so if you liked the original please consider re-blogging your favorite version of part 2!

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It had been a week since Chan left, and you had barely been able to get out of bed. You tried to text him, to call him, but every time your thumb drifted over the send or call button you froze. The voice in your head was always saying “he left for a reason, you broke his heart.”. Hyunjin had been staying with you trying to encourage you to at least try to make a move to say something. But without fail you would freeze like a fawn in headlights.

Over at Jisung’s apartment Chan was no better off. That wolf he was cuddling the night he left had lost the smell of your sweet perfume. The lack of contact kept him awake. His own thoughts had told him “She didn’t reach out for a reason, she doesn’t want you, she never will.” Jisung’s heart was shattered, Hyunjin’s updates on your condition worried him immensely. He had texted you telling you to call him and you never did, which told him you were at one of your major lows. He and Hyunjin were at their wits end trying to heal you both when what you two needed was each other.

So as a last ditch effort the conspiring began, if you two sad love birds wouldn’t reunite the Kids had to jump into action. They knew Chan too well, he was irrevocably in love with you, and that meant one thing could get his sad sack self into a shower and into some new clothes. Jealousy.

On day eight of the great divide as our resident cupids called it; you had been laying in your pajamas and staring at your phone still locked up like a hermit in your apartment. Sick of your pathetic behavior Hyunjin yanked you out of your bed, forcibly shoved you into a shower and ordered you to “Get cute!”. You scrubbed off the layers of sadness, shed some tears at your state of being, and begrudgingly put on a light layer of makeup to hide the dark circles under your eyes and the dull tone your skin has become from your reclusiveness. Before you could argue about doing anything more he shoved you into a cute spring outfit of some comfortable jeans and cropped sweater. Not too extreme but you looked like you again, beautiful and vibrant. Even if it was just a front for the heartache you were battling inside. You didn’t look like a girl who had her heart stamped on by a herd of elephants but you still felt like one.

“Hyunjin care to explain what’s happening?” You grumbled as he fluttered about styling your hair.

“You my angel are going on a date. If you and him can’t get your asses up to try and reconcile then you might as well move on. I adore Chan, I really do but he is not putting in the effort on his end to make it work here!” He giddily announced.

“Hyunjin with all due respect and adoration. What. The. Fuck?! I-I cant believe you.” You whipped your head around to glare at him. As you did so he busted out laughing.

“Just kidding sweetheart you and I are going to go on a friend-date and post some pictures together and show the world you’re not deceased in a corner of self hatred. Plussss, maybe someone will slide in your DM’s and get you out of this depression over a man.” He grumbled the last word in disgust. Now Hyunjin was your best friend out of all of the boys you had come to know through Jisung and Chan, he was your true confidant in all of the things that came with the life you lived. But if there is one thing you will never understand about him it was his hatred of the male species, he seemingly forgot every once in a while that he was one of the members of that same species. Hyunjin seemed to have developed a hatred for men who would act like the “ick” personified thanks to the friendship you two had developed. Over time your personalities merged like confluence of two rivers into one mighty current of absolute chaos.

Whilst you adjusted your outfit to be instagram ready Hyunjin texted Jisung that their plan was game on. Their plan was to utilize Chan’s jealousy over Hyunjin’s friendship with you and get you two to confront each other and confess your true feelings. It was an incredibly romantic comedy style plan but what can you expect from them?

Chan was still sitting on Jisung’s couch when another one of his friends sent him a message on instagram.

SunshineFelix: Yo Chan since when are Hyunjin and Y/N a thing?

CB97: What do you mean? As far as I knew she’s single?

SunshineFelix: Check Hyun’s story.

Chan wished he hadn’t looked. If he hadn’t maybe he would still have a mostly intact heart. Sure enough before his eyes his heart was being danced on by tap dancing elephants. What broke his heart? A photo of you uploaded as a story post from @HyunjinArt posted not even 10 minutes prior, there you were smiling like the sun with your hand in Hyunjin’s looking like you were pulling him and the photo was taken from Hyunjin’s point of view. He had captioned it “Happy to be out here with my girl 💕 I missed you Bug.🐛” along with the song Ditto by NewJeans… a love song. He couldn’t help but stare at the photo, your smile warmed his heart, if he ignored the context he could almost imagine you smiling at him like that. Like you loved him too, the more he looked the more he realized he knew where it was taken. You were on your date at the local waterfront. Not even five minutes away from where he was. He bolted up, jumped into the fastest shower of his life, if he was going to say his final piece he couldn’t smell the way he did. He borrowed some clothes from Jisung and raced out the door to find you.

Meanwhile you were giggling as Hyunjin directed your posing for timeline photos. Happy to be out of the house and distracted for the few hours you had been taking photos with him.

“Y/N! Y/N! I NEED TO TALK TO YOU NOW. DON’T MOVE!” you flinched as you recognized the voice of the man you had been thinking of nonstop for days on end. You looked over to the source to see Chan barreling toward you looking terrified, enraged, dare you say infuriated? His movements were aggressive like a predator chasing its pray. Your heart raced as you tried to act completely unbothered.

You couldn’t quite tell what emotions caused him to race towards you so aggressively. All you could tell was he was acting far too emotional given his lack of communication, you were furious just seeing him. He had the audacity to interrupt your first day trying to repair the damage you both had caused to your psyche. Beyond that you were trying to find who you were before this mess had begun, and just seeing him shattered that progress. As the panting panicked male stopped before you looking all sorts of deranged you unleashed every emotion the past few days made you feel.

“Chan.You better have some good reason for showing up here of all places after going off the grid for God knows how long! You haven’t texted me, not once have you called me, not even to let me know you were alive and well?! No one would tell me a fucking thing. You’re here now so tell me, what the fuck is all this about?!” As you spoke your hands flew about emphasizing your frustrations, your sentences increasing in volume and pitch projecting your deep seated emotions. He just remained silent, not even attempting to respond as he stood before you panting and looking between you and Hyunjin with what could only be described as pure anger mixed with — was that jealousy?

“Oh sweetheart I have good fucking reason. I had to find out you turned me down not because of ‘hating me’ or whatever bullshit you gave me. But because I was right to assume you and Hyunjin were together?! I had to find out from INSTAGRAM of all fucking things too? That’s a low even for you Y/N.” He sneered, venom dripping from his lips as he said your name. You were aghast, tears flooded your eyes. you couldn’t even respond but with a glare as you told Hyunjin to go so you and Chan could talk privately. “Oh and now you’re gonna protect your little boyfriend too?” he humorlessly chuckled. You were so taken aback, sure he was a little rude at times but he never ever acted this way toward you. He never even grew close to this level of toxic behavior, and you knew this wasn’t like him.

“If we weren’t in public right now I would have taken my shoe off and beaten you with it just to smack some sense back into that thick skull of yours. Hyunjin’s my best friend, he’s another brother to me, use that one braincell you have left and think for a moment. You’ve known he’s only seen me as a friend or an annoying sister. You KNOW that he has never shown any interest in me. You even asked him about our dynamic when I moved in to make sure we could set ground rules regarding guests and he literally puked at the idea of him and I dating. So let me ask you once again… What the fuck are you on about?” Your ice cold tone terrified Chan, he may have been pushing you to the edge but he was so blinded by his emotions he couldn’t help but continue on the path he had already carved out.

“This! EXPLAIN THIS TO ME!” He shoved his phone in your face to see the post from Hyunjin and the messages from Felix. You started laughing, wiping tears that didn’t exist from your eyes. You nearly bent over to place your hands on your knees as cackles began to shake your body. Chan took this all as mockery of his hurt, he had wallowed in agony for over a week to only see you laugh at his anguish. This infuriated Chan more and more with each passing second, before you could slouch over to continue laughing he gripped your shoulders. “Stop laughing, explain this shit then!” He growled.

“Okay asshole I will! Ditto is one of our favorite songs, Hyun has always called me Bug, it's my nickname and we call one another ‘my boy’ or ‘my girl’ as a term of affection. Is it our friendship, always has been. You never noticed when he’s been over for Y/N and Hyunjin wine nights?” You asked him with bitterness, and in that moment he realizes he’s been so blind by jealousy over the friendship you and Hyunjin shared he never noticed the affection you two had was so platonic. “Now if that’s all I think Hyunjin and I will get going. See you when you choose to come back home.” Your sigh and phrasing at the end of the sentence catches Chan by surprise.

“You want me home? You never call the apartment home when talking to me.” He almost whispers in awe. His heart began to race, skin prickling with the signs of a blush crossing his cheeks. Your eyes met his and all you could see was a swirl of adoration, hope, affection, and joy. You stilled your own racing heart as you realized you could finally return the favor and confess to the boy in front of you.

“Chan, as much as I wanted to slap you two minutes ago due to your stupidity, I missed that himboness about you. The apartment is home when you’re in it. I-I miss you. Please come home Chan.” Your words are also barely above a whisper and you can’t look at him almost afraid he’d mock you again. But as you look down he raises your chin with his finger.

“I meant the words I said that day, about how I liked you. Being away was torture, I realized it was more than like when I began to miss your perfume, your laugh, your smile, the way you would yell at me for leaving my shoes in the doorway, you yelling at me for screwing jars too tight. I missed everything about you. I am in love with you Y/N.” His voice was so apprehensive, fearful of another rejection. Your eyes began to water as you looked up at him with adoration swirling in them. You said nothing, choosing to not trust your voice. Instead, you yanked him close by the shirt collar and smashed your lips onto his. After a brief moment his hands found your waist and lower back and he pulled you closer, his own eyes tearing up as the moment he thought would never come to fruition was right in his grasp.

“I love you too Christopher Bahng, Channie I missed you so fucking much. I wanted to run after you the moment you left and that terrified me. l never realized how much I loved your smile, your laugh, your annoying little habits until they disappeared. Fuck, I was so scared I lost out on getting to know the Chan who’s in front of me right now, the one without the front of a frat boy.” You laugh at his gasp of indignation and sigh of acceptance at the judgment. He had kind of acted like a frat boy to keep his guard up.

Hyunjin watched the scene before him with a knowing smile. As he stood back he had texted a video to Jisung of the whole event, filming covertly as soon as Chan began storming toward you. Jisung texted back several emojis, keyboard smashes, thanks to the universe, and other messages that “war is over”. At the end of his celebrating Jisung had even sent Hyunjin some cash as a thank you for his efforts, to which Hyunjin chuckled and decided that was his cue to leave the happy couple to their happiness. “Okay lovebirds I’ll leave you to it.” He called out and walked away.

“Sorry Hyun!” You called out and Chan echoed. You couldn’t bring yourself to part from the Aussie man in your arms to wave your friend off. Chan couldn’t imagine pulling away either and he just basked in your presence and as the sun began to set on the water he pulled you closer and placed a soft kiss on your lips. Finally you both felt at home, with one another truly vulnerable and at peace.

“Let’s go home Channie.”

“Lead the way my love, even though home is wherever I’m with you.”

“That was so fucking cheesy for a man who didn’t even ask me to be his girlfriend yet.”

“Oh fuck uh willyoubemygirlfriendy/npleasesayyes”

“Yes Chan I will.” You two smiled and walked home, hand in hand. Maybe once in a while a communication breakdown was okay, as long as it results in two idiots falling in love.

[hakuna-my-ass]

Call me a bitch one more time

Maybe ill believe you

Call me a whore again

Maybe ill conceive you

Call me a slut to my face

Maybe ill believe you

Cause the way

I wade through the dirt

Is a pain

You cant see through

Call me your mom, call me your baby, call me your daughter

Call me whatever you want

I thank god im not your father

I would beat you, mistreat you, just like mine did

I wouldnt eat you, id leave you

To rot in your sins

Not here to please you, just deal you with the cards of your kin

Calling me your queen wont work cause bitch im a goddess

On the scene when i twerk

Cant help it im flawless

Tell me again how youre gonna cum all over my face

Show me again the way i feel pain

Tell me again about my ass and my titties

Like my uterus wasnt enough to give a buck fifty

Ya'll niggas iffy, filthy... long john? miss me!

Your bullshit squishy

According to the stars and the cards im a bull, hard headed

According to my pops, he's a dog, im hot headed

If i listened to any of you bitches id be mal tempered

I guess this is why rap was invented

Telling me i got legs for days when i got bills to pay dont distract me with your petty bullshit

I got brains for decades dont trash me ill behead you

Asking me for head? Youd rather be dead

Spitting on your grave, does that count?

Illy for years, been down south

Been in cuffs but i was rough before they tried to put me down

Like i cant fight, dont have might, i wear my horns like a fucking crown

Cause just like a bull i see red

But as a taurian i get paid diamonds, no respect

So tell me again how horny you are and how i make you

Show me again how you cum

And i may believe you

Born in May so its easy to distinguish sun from rain

All ya'll bitches run when you see me in pain

Cause my limit is about where my choker is

You helped me reach it so lets not forget i know how to choke a bitch

Like i said call me a bitch one more time

Call me dumb, ill show you whats mine

Cause none y'all have the stripes im covered in

Chinese eyes, my chinese sign starts roarin in this bitch

Y'all came straight outta hell

I came from something even lower

Learned and broke yall spells STOP FUCKING CALLING ME BROKEN

THIS BITCH IS BAD NO MAGICIAN COULD CLONE HER

They tried and failed not even the universe could own her

Put her in a ditch, shell make a pie and make you eat

Youll attempt to take everything

Fucking fakes nothing more than leeches

Got poems so old, damn i should start preachin

Cant say ive never been to church

The bible aint a secret

Y'all preaching to the choir

So i brought a choir just to sing this

Bring me down to the ground

I might believe you

Silencing me

Wicho irritating sounds

Yous a nuisance

Thinking yous all that?

But aint got time to prove it

GOD MADE ME BLIND BUT I SEE RIGHT THROUGH IT

The grass is greener where i smoke it

The waist got leaner

Now they tryna poach it

Taking credit for my successes, my strength, my will and why im the bestest

But i didnt see NONE of yall when I was in duress, hella stressed, just tryna make it out w me n mine

Yet over time i realised its just me and im mine

To make things CLEAR

Im not here to fall into your sextraps

Sextrolling while im rolling

Youre fucked cause i got strapped

Youve never seen a gem like me?

Thats common knowledge.

Oeh im so different?

Caught me yawning

Turned up the degrees to see where youre boiling

Dashed so fast couldnt even keep it a hunnid

Annoying. Disgusting.

As a vegetarian i dont eat meat

Why dfq do u think id wanna see yours when i open my feed

Yall aint got nothin better to do than to focus

On fucking

I got better shit and poo so i focus on commas

The only zeros im interested in are the ones on my bankaccount

I like danger and dangerous numbers that make me moan and shout

Not yo itty bitty dick wrapped up in clout

Next time you see me dont ask me how im doing cause good girls do it bad and bad girls do it badder and im the worst

Your sins cant make it better

ON GOD

Scratch that

Royal Deity

The unholiest chick with the most purity

Chique, fine and thick

But you wouldnt know bout nunna that

Intelligent, since we keepin it straight facts

Sharp shooter, never miss my aim

Even if i fail, still winnin this game

S/o to all the gamers, the players, the fakers

Addressin y'all as my main haters

Slapping my insecurities in my face

Like i might do somethin w it

Undress, heaving chest, make a mess in the kitchen

Callin me gay just cause yall aint got a pot to piss in

Mad pissed, yall blocked, try to mess with this bitch

On all fours like a horse come too close ill stomp ya face in

Insulting me vagée, she's not an animal, yall the pussies

Saying put it on my face

Like you got the right or earned it

Yall demands undeserving

High on supply i dont follow commands

Baby your stressed let me help you with that

Bitch please take a seat id rather do a handstand

Know your place before its too late and yo ass gets jabbed

Call me baby one more time i might believe it

Call me sweet once mlre and ill know youre deceivin

Call me your love, your honey, babycakes, babygirl

Havent been a baby since i entered this world

Tell me that you love me one more time and ill bust out my edges, limited edition blade collection

Jessica rabbit blasian

Blazing stages

Saying you wanna fuck

So i did

Sorry not sorry i fucked you up instead

Mustve been a slice of miscommunication

Over time i developed a bullshit translator

Not sick in the head, just sick of y'all

Planning me demise and downfall

Ik ben een lijdende leider, een overlevende strijder

Thats why i give myself errything i be wantin

Preparin myself for these scheming ass bitches that be hauntin

Mightve gotten startled in the past

But im badder and better so issa wrap

[mockingbirdshymn]

i had a reallt weird but fun dream but i woke up from it and now im sad

so the dream went like this

there was a sentient ai like a physically sentient robot ai in our home who was like. trying to become a human being or somethin because she wanted to fit in with the world

somehow she ended up just living in my sister's computer, and the monitor was now super-sized, and it was like a view into a grassy plain with clouds like it looked fucking perfect land and the ai lived inside and she was kind of pretty

then somehow, fucking timeskip, i was driving with my mom under a bridge and there was a car accident and that sucked

apparently part of the car fell on top of our car but it didnt matter and we just drove home like normal

then apparently we found 3 kittens (a black kitten, a gray kitten, and a gray tabby kitten) which belonged to someone in the car crash (i found out though like. a website that showed the victims of the car crash and all of their pets and apparently there was a lot of them that got lost in the car crash

and i eventually convinced my mom to take the kittens back to the owner while i talked to the sentient ai lady and i was sayin "i know youre alive but nobody else believes me :("

then essentially my mom sent me a text photo of her posing with the other pets in the car crash and said smth like "thank you because we found the other pets"

she then took them all home for some reason and waited for the owners to pick them up

one of the pets she brought was a german shepherd who had a cast on his leg becase it broke in the car crash and the owner of the dog hit him for some reason and the dog whined

but the owner of the cats was all appreciative and happy and stuff and he drove a motorcycle with a like box on the back to put the cats in and then he left

but i was sad because we didnt find the mother of the kittens :(

but i think eventually in the dream we did and the owner thanked us and took her home

then an ice cream truck (i think?) came and it had a sort of game feature on the side where you had to type something really fast and stuff and im a fast typer so i typed something super philasofical and it was so amazing but my dyslexic ass had a billion mispellings in the thing so i lost to some random kids and got sad

then timeskip once more to PRESTON GOODPLAYS FUCKING HOUSE???? at this point i wasnt even a person in the dream more like a spectator watching as if it were a tv show

preston was just being traumatized and denying it idk

then jump to my grandms house where there was this random girl there who was in a toxic relationship and she looked like fucking sasha and then made a comment about how her legs were bright pink and my grandma said that wasnt healthy and bootleg sasha ignored her

then preston was there or whatever and tried to tell bootleg sasha to get out of the relationship

then all of a sudden preston was a deer hybrid with like fucking antlers and ears which doesnt make sense

and they got in a yelling match kind of like this

"YOUVE BEEN ASKING FOR A SIGN TO LEAVE HIM? HERE IT IS! LEAVE HIM!"

"no"

"gasp. [insult]!"

"[INSULT]. THERE. BITCH."

"GASP!!! [INSULT]!"

"WELL AT LEAST IM NOT AN ANIMAL HYBRID"

"[shock] I CANT BELIEVE WE WERE EVER FRIENDS"

then preston goodplay the deer hybrid went fucking rabid and killed all the chickens in a coop in my grandmas backyard (she doesnt own chickens) even though people pointed out deer didnt even eat meat

tthen something or other happened and deer preston turned into mcfucking jaypaw from hit book series warrior cats (not jayfeather, jayPAW), squirrelpaw from warriors was just there (again, squirrelPAW) and then bootleg sasha turned into lionpaw

then they were all on an adventure for some reason and were thinking about when they went on the great journey from the new prophacy together?????

and apparently they had a fuckinng pumpkin tunnel they used to get into the forest with. like a giant pumpkin. like james and the giant peach size.

and apparently they each dug their own tunnels to get there and they were all different

like squirelpaw's tunnel had the insides bright red (her favorite color) and when she fell out of the tunnel she would fall on her side

jaypaws tunnel ended with him falling on his head and getting covered in dirt but that was meant to happen

and lionpaws tunnel ended with his tail bristled in a perfect shape so as to not get dirt on his fur and he was called girly for it??

then jaypaw-preston said "i still hate you lionpaw. and you squirrelpaw, but youre not as bad" because jaypaw had the memories of preston and how bootleg sasha-lionpaw was an asshole

then i woke up before i could find out the end of the dream and so i am sad

[chrissyp00]

I hate Dudes.

Nothing is worse then a dude who gets with you in order to get to your friends. Last summer I was knee dip in what some might call my "party girl era", I was constantly making new friends but this time I met someone more then a friend. I met this guy at my friends party, at first I was uninterested as I was completely over my ex and so I really wasnt giving him the time of day. Even though he showed interest i wasnt fully into it, you could say I took pitty on him though as he made effort to get to know me and since im not a total ragging bitch I decided to make conversation. From there it continued on, he would ask if he could have some of my drinks and basically was at every gathering I attended. I really didnt think much about the situation as I didnt think he liked me until one night me and my friends were at a graduation party and all of a sudden I felt someones hands grab mine. These hands continued to put something in mine then balled my fist up and put them to my chest. I didnt know who could be touching me until I looked up and It was him, I gave him a look of dismay and he just proceeded to smirk at me. After that night I decided I need to stay home and away from him as I was most certainly creeped out by this interaction. After about a week of not seeing him I totally forgot about him, sadly though it was short lived as my birthday soon came,he proceeded to add me on every social media platform and I was FLABBERGASTED. After that he contiued to make small talk virtually and this had me absolulety spiraling as now I believed he liked me. After a few weeks of talking back and forth and making plans he up and went and all of a sudden he HAD A GIRLFRIEND. I wasnt too bothered at first as this isnt the first time this happened but none the less what the actual fuck. They dated for roughly six months and when they were togther idgaf as its his life he can live it. However though after they broke up he started talking to me again and I wont lie I was fucking into this time around, something was different for some reason, he lit a spark that led to the fucking australian wild fires in my heart. Sadly though THIS ACTUAL DOG SHIT OF A PERSON WAS ALSO TALKING TO MY BESTFRIEND, they continued to fukcing hangout behind my back even though she knew me and him had something going. I genuinly have never felt so fucking embarresed and degrading in my entire life. Since they are a thing now Ive backed off of him as he chose her and I didnt want to step on anyones toes or be a topic in their relationship.But sadly though I cant always escape the grip of him as today out of all days he decides to show me the utmost attetion he ever has even though he was laying in her bed and then proceeded to ask me to hangout. LIKE ARE YOU FUCKING HIGH YOU IDIOT. I hope he gets the worst form of crabs and chokes on his own tongue in his sleep. Moral of the story is dudes need to be labotomised and should be thrown in a zoo, except me because mentally I am a women even though I have a set of balls between my legs.

ඞyou are gඞy ᶠYͧoͨᵏu

[nuoyipeach]

Five Senses - Part Two

Chapter Four

"Are you out of your mind!?!" Sunny yelled at him. "What do you think you were doing back there? Do you want to start a war at this rate?"

While the other two stared at him, Taeyong grunted and stood up in a haste, walked around the room until he reached his table, and in one swipe threw everything off. Before he could go any further, which would mean a destructed room, Sunny held him back with her strength and pushed him back to sit.

"What's wrong Taeyong!?!" she grabbed his shoulders. "What happened!?!"

"EVERYTHING'S WRONG!" he yelled back pushing her away. He turned to both Hendery and Yuta, his eyes softening at the sight of them backing up. "Their mothers, all of our half siblings and their mothers, their families... You can have only one soulmate, yet dad threw theirs in prison and kept them for himself. He broke families! He nearly did the same to Seulgi's mother while she was already pregnant. That's why she was in the human world, because they ran away. Her father hid them, and when dad tried to find her, he got all the other families to fight against him. But guess what, dad exiled them right away. Why else do you think Johnny was exiled? The revolution or whatever his parents took part in was for a damn good reason. Someone like dad doesn't deserve to be king! Now Seulgi left me because she cant bare to live in this palace let alone have me, the crown prince of that psychopath vampire king, as her soulmate!"

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Seulgi laid in her bed, her pillow wet with tears as she slowly stopped crying. Her mother laid beside her combing her daughter's hair as she had been doing for the longest time, ever since she found her like this almost an hour ago and heard what had happened. She was horrified, somewhat even disgusted, that her own daughter was tied soulmates with the son of the man who broke families and had affairs.

But she was a firm believer that such occurrences have a reason, that it happened for something better to follow. While Seulgi shifted and moved into her mother's arms and drapped an arm over her waist, the elder woman figured that the most obvious reason would be for Seulgi to be the one to fix the corrupted mess the king had created. But as valiant as it sounds, being the only child and family she had, she couldn't let her child go through such a tough mission.

"My dear girl..." the elder woman whispered into her daughter's hair. "My baby, what did we do for you to go through this... Why did it have to be you? You're such a sweet woman, gifted with the kindest of hearts, you see nothing but beautiful things even in the most darkest of times... Why you?"

Seulgi fell asleep in her mother's arms, tired from all the crying. Her mother looked down at her with sorrowful eyes and laid a kiss on her forehead before tucking her in with her favourite childhood big teddy bear and leaving the room.

She stayed up that night, sitting out in their front yard looking at the sky, thinking about the state her daughter and where her husband could have been. It had been over fifty years since she last saw him, but her love never changed and she never lost hope knowing one day he'd come back and they could be one again.

"Excuse me?" she jumped at the sudden voice and turned to see a man standing a bit far from her. "Oh no, please don't be afraid of me. I'm..."

"Who are you?" she stood up as her eyes glowed red, but the man quickly came closer and held her hands, suddenly kneeling down.

"Please listen to me, I'm Taeyong, Seulgi's soulmate, the son of the king who... ruined your family." his pleads shocked her and she quickly pulled her hands away from him. "I came to talk to you, please. I know you hate my family to the core and you have every right to do so. But please, we didn't know about any of this. We were taught wrong, and I hate this all as much as you do. But I love Seulgi, and I don't want to lose her. I just want help, to find a way for me to still be with her. You're her mother, you must know something that can convince her to take me back. I won't force her to stay at the palace with us, I'll move here if I have to, just please... I need her..."

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[driftingandlostwords]

>>> adding to this at the end of april because i just have drafts left all over the place <<<

early january (the weekend following me breaking up with him) he told me that that he had told his parents that we had broken up over dinner on a sunday. and i was upset because we had originally agreed to tell them together since i was close to them. but he told me that he had just gone ahead and done it himself. i was too tired at the time to fight it and just decided to follow up with his parents on my own once they were back from vietnam. around mid janurary before his parents left for vietnam, his mom called me and it turns out his parents didnt know that we had broken up. he lied to me abt telling his parents that we broke up. i think it was a way of trying to control me or isolate me from support or help. i think it was his way of trying to get back at me for standing up for myself. maybe he was projecting because he realized how much he had fucked up. in the phone call that i had with his mom and the follow up one before his parents left for vietnam, i asked if she believed me and she said that she did. before they left for the trip, his mom and dad told me that they believed me and that i needed to stay strong.

i cant remember exactly when i told nic and ed about everything but im fairly sure i told them everything at some point in janurary. i told nic first over dinner and then i told ed at my apartment when he came over to pick something up. nic was in disbelief and asked me if i had done anything to cause it/if there was anyone involved on my side which was hurtful to hear. i think at the time i made the excuse that nic tends to ask things in an untactful way but now thinking abt it idk anymore. when i told ed everything he was shocked too and very disappointed in kevin. we had talked abt how kevin wasnt a very good friend who was always pretty self-centered in wanting to only do what he wants to do. ed talked abt how he felt like kevin only reached out when he wanted something specific (ie wanting to play a specific game even if it meant they would drop it soon, only staying in contact with ed and nic because he wanted to party a bunch but then stopped reaching out when his party phase was over, etc). later in january, ed found out from his roommate that kevin had brought jordan over to his place when he was staying at his apartment. its just so many levels of fucked up and disrespectful. he had told me before going to ed's place that he thought this break was going to be really good for us and then he brings the girl he cheated on me with over to his close friends place (after being told not to have people over) to cheat on me again. the disrespect and disregard are just wild.

week 1

started draft january 27th

the first week after i broke up with him was really rough it was so confusing and painful. i broke up with him on the 5th and then he told me that he went to go stay with friends that friday night through saturday night. he came back on sunday and said how he had been sleeping in his car the past night and had lied abt staying with ppl. and it just made me so angry that he had done that bc it made it seem like i was a barrier to him having a place to stay when i told him it was okay for him to be here and that it didnt matter to me. it made me angry that he lied to me about staying at peoples places when all he had to do was ask if it was okay for him to stay there. he also had his parents place to go to and i just didnt understand why he didnt take any of those options. sleeping in the car just made me seem like the bad guy that kicked him out when that wasn't the case at all.

he then told me on the night of the 8th that he told his parents that we had broken up when he had dinner with them that day. that was really upsetting to hear because that was not what we had agreed upon. we had agreed that if we broke up that we would tell his parents together since im pretty close to his family. at the time, i didn't fight it because i was too exhausted and it was sort of a whats done is done kind of deal. thinking about it now, i feel like he told me that because he knew that it would hurt me and it would let him have control of the situation. at the time, i just made the mental note to talk to his parents on my own time when i felt more stable to do so. he half slept in his car sunday night and then came back up around 4am or something and i just slept on the couch. monday night he went to stay with his parents and he came back tuesday morning with all the food that his mom had made for us. we went to work separately that day because he "didnt have enough gas in his car." he went to go stay with a friend on tuesday night since he was going down to Houston for a concert on the 11th. funny thing about the concert is that he told me it would be a three day trip when i first asked and it turned out to be a single day - they left wednesday morning and then came back thursday afternoon while i was still at work. when he came home on thursday he was asking me for help with the laundry and then i saw that he was on the phone with jordan in our own apartment while i was sitting outside doing wfh. it felt like such an insult to everything we had talked abt that past thursday (5th)

wednesday was when things got bad again >> i wrote this on 1/27 and now on 3/27 i have no idea what really happened on a week to week basis <<

january recap from what i can remember now [3/27] - the rest of the month was really just a downhill trend. we went from saying we would try to make things work the night i broke up with him to strange/petty/childish behavior not even 24 hours after the breakup. he wouldnt stay at the apartment but he also refused to stay at his parents house or at friend's places. it was his choice to sleep in his car for whatever nights he decided and thats on him - he wasnt about to make me out to be the bad person when i offered what i could to him. he also couldnt make me leave when it was him that destroyed everything we had. i remember at some point he came back one day and just erupted about how he couldnt live there anymore and that it was too much. he ended up going to stay at his parents house since i think they had left for vietnam at this point. he initially agreed to split the rent with me even though he wasnt living there but then wouldnt communicate it with me about it/made it seem like i was being unfair to him when i literally couldnt afford the place by myself. i didnt dump the place on him and it would just be courtesy to return that act to me. instead i got met with petulant childishness. i remeber i asked him to come clean the hamster cage late janurary and he just wouldnt do it because he couldnt be at the apartment. well if you wont take the hamster with you then you gotta come take care of it - its not my pet and you cant take things out on it. it took me telling him to grow up and be mature for him to come and do it. and when he was there he got upset at the stupidest things and then left storming off. at some point he came back for clothes and snapped at me for asking questions when i was just curious what was going on. i got accused of trying to keep tabs on him. and then he did a 180 and said how he couldnt be at the apartmet because it made him upset and then he asked for a hug and just sobbed and hyperventilated on me. there was so much whiplash in that interaction but i couldnt find any ounce of sympathy for him. i cant even really recall everything that happened in between when he left to go stay with his parents and when his parents came back. i know i was able to see his location through some weird glitch. so i knew that he was spending time at jordan's house and that he went down to austin with her. i know that late january i found out through sheyla that he had lied about everything. i knew that he lied to me about the friend group going bar hopping in bishop arts - he and jordan went alone on a date (a date that i actually dressed him for which is fucked up beyond belief). i found out through sheyla that the austin trip was just them two and that he had lied about it being a team trip. i found out through sheyla that he had lied about when we broke up as well which is crazy. if he wanted out so bad fucking leave dont drag me along with false promises and hope and dont throw your friends under the bus to lie to me. i cant really remember anything else that happened in january but finding out all the lies and the constant immaturity are really the overarching things