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[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Hope you dont mind an angsty request but

Can i request Kieran, Carmine, and Drayton see (or heard for Drayton’s part) the reader in a comatose state after taking the blow that was meant for Kieran when Terapagos went out of control. Like they, in the moment, sacrifice themself for Kieran and was somehow still standing after taking the hit but after they caught Terapagos, they immediatley fainted and havent woken up ever since.

(Btw i enjoy your posts!)

Ough this hurts, it's an absolutely devastating concept <//3

(and thank you!!!)

.....

Kieran

Instead of summoning your 'raidon, you shoved him aside and took the full brunt of the tera energy-infused blast, not caring what happened to you.

As long as he was safe.

He couldn't understand why you'd do this for him.

Even after going on that angry tirade about you, even after he caught Terapagos with a master ball solely to "get even" with you....you chose to save his life when you could've just saved yourself, Carmine, and Briar.

How could you be so kind and selfless to someone like him? Who's done nothing but talk about how much he envied you?

And somehow you're still standing, convincing him to fight by your side so you could both quell the legendary's fury.

Seeing the light return to his eyes made you smile as your pokemons' combined strength defeated it, with Kieran deciding to let you properly catch it.

What nobody expected, though, was for you to pass out shortly after you picked up the pokeball you used..

Your 'raidon got everybody safely out of Area Zero, but you still haven't woken up and were rushed to the hospital.

The attack left you in a comatose-like state, according to doctors, and there's no telling when you'll awaken...if ever.

There was overwhelming tera energy coming from your body, which caused any Pokémon within the room to start terastalizing themselves. So you had to be isolated, having only human visitors.

Of course, Kieran was the most devastated.

Now he might never get the chance to apologize to you..and it's all because he got obsessed with defeating you and was willing to use a dangerous legendary to do just that.

This was all his fault.

If you were to die thinking he still hated you...he'd never forgive himself.

He definitely doesn't wanna think about you reincarnating into a Phantump and haunting him for the rest of his life.

He visits as often as he can, holding your hand while he talks to you.

While he's not sure if you could even hear what he was saying, but somehow he believes you're listening.

"I went too far, [y/n]..I only ever wanted to be like you. But instead I....I-I did this to you. I did this to someone who still believed in me. Someone who still saw me as....a-as a friend..." His voice breaks, never having felt such remorse in his entire life. "I'm so, so sorry...please wake up soon."

Although he had let go of his bitterness towards you entirely, his bad sleeping/eating habits are still there, and there's not much that anybody can do to help him cope.

With every visit, he grows more desperate for a positive update on your condition, chatting with you and always ending with a plea for you to wake up.

Hell, he's even willing to become friends with Drayton again if that's what it took to see your eyes open.

When you do finally awaken after the tera energy readings have dropped to practically zero, you see Kieran asleep in the chair beside you, his hair messy and reminiscent of what it looked like a year ago.

You muster up enough strength to lightly ruffle it, and that's what makes him jerk awake, shocked.

At first he thinks he's still dreaming when he sees you're now conscious...but when the doctors confirm you're gonna make a full recovery, he just collapses into your waiting arms and sobs into your shoulder, having held back all of his tears until now.

You simply comfort him, reassuring that you didn't blame him at all.

It was you who chose to sacrifice yourself.

And you'd do it all over again.

Carmine

Seeing you take that devastating hit for her brother shocked her to her very core...and even moreso when you were still standing despite the powerful blast.

But when you pass out shortly after capturing Terapagos, she's quick to snap Briar for pushing Kieran to terastalize it, blaming her for the reason this all happened.

She doesn't care if she gets in trouble for backtalking a teacher.

Her obsession with this "hidden treasure" ended up hurting a student, someone she was supposed to protect...and now you may never wake up.

At the hospital, Carmine sometimes visits you alongside her brother, and other times the two go in separately, leaving their pokemon outside.

When it's just her, she mostly talks about how Kieran has been doing, mentioning how you literally brought the light back into his eyes and how he wasn't some battle-crazed stranger anymore.

You saved him in more ways than one, and she cries a little just thinking about that, wishing you'd wake up and see that he was willing to let go of the past.

Whether it takes days or weeks, she never stops visiting you.

What you did for her brother was noble...and something she wishes she could've been brave enough to do.

The day you finally wake up and start to remember everything, Carmine quickly tries to cover up the fact she was crying.

But when you start talking, she's quick to breakdown as she (lightly) berated you for doing something so reckless, making you swear to NEVER do that again.

Soon Kieran rushes in the moment he hears you're awake..and he starts crying, too.

You just comfort the two siblings in your groggy half-asleep state, wondering how you'll tell them that this wasn't your first near-death experience...

Drayton

All he hears is that you were involved in an accident down in Area Zero...and it feels like a punch to the gut when he learns it put you into a coma.

Now he wishes he went with you. Maybe he could've kept an eye on Kieran just in case he did anything stupid for the sake of defeating you in-battle.

But he didn't, and that's exactly what ends up happening.

Despite not knowing all the details, he 100% believes Kieran is at fault for your condition.

Even though Drayton only knew you for a short time, he cared enough to frequently visit your room, trying to stay his chill and relaxed self while he talks to you about whatever came to mind (in case you were listening, he didn't want you to worry over him).

But it gets harder with every passing day and no clear confirmation on when (and if) you'll wake up.

Carmine was afraid he was going to strangle Kieran if he saw him...

Yet whenever they so-happen to visit you at the exact same time, words are seldom exchanged between the two.

Although Drayton will often glare at him, thinking to himself "only now he's sorry?"

Even so, he doesn't verbalize it.

There's no bitter reminders of what Kieran did. No petty insults to get the other ex-champion riled up.

They just sit in silence, although seeing the tears in the younger boy's eyes and the way he holds your hand made Drayton's gaze less icy the more he saw it.

Whenever you wake up, he's one of the first to know and brought you a Dragonite plushie as a gift, relieved to see you talking, his eyes slightly stinging and a huge smile on his face.

Once you recover more, he'll ask you what you remembered of Area Zero....and becomes shocked after you explained everything that happened down there.

All this time, he thought Kieran used Terapagos to attack you directly, but to learn it actually got out of control and turned its back on him??? And you chose to push him out of the way???

Drayton isn't sure if you're brave or dumb, but he's glad you're okay now.

When Kieran comes in, he leaves you both be to update the Elite Four, although he'll be back to help you on the long road to recovery.

[pabloqavi]

mastermind

summary. you are a famous singer who knows what they want so when in an interview you are asked about your celebrity crush you are quick to announce to the world that there's only one man in your heart, he just doesn't know you exist ! genre. fluff ! pairing. gavi x singer!reader !

voguespain & yourusername

head over to our youtube channel to watch yourusername telling us her beauty secrets and answering some questions

yourusername thank you for having me 🤍

iheartyn SHE LOOKS SO PRETTY OH MY GOD

30gavi6 no way her crush is gavi

pedrigavi68 SHE SUPPORTS BARÇA !!??

pedri 👀 pablogavi

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

"hello lovelies, i'm yn and today i'm gonna be telling you my beauty secrets while answering some questions" you smile to the camera while getting all your makeup out.

"okay first question, what's my favourite city i've visited? oh that's easy i love new york but barcelona is where i grew up so can't compete with that" you say as you start applying your moisturiser.

"my first secret is i hydrate my face everyday in the morning and night, no matter if i wear makeup or not, you have to take care of your skin" you smile at the camera.

"next question" you start applying your concealer "what's the inspiration behind your last album? oh my god that's a good one. usually i write songs about things that happen to me but most of the time my songs are about fake scenarios i think about before falling asleep" you laugh

"okay guys this is my best kept makeup secret, before applying your setting powder slightly massage it on your hand so you don't apply it on excess" you tell the camera while doing it.

...

"okay now that my makeup is ready we are gonna answer just one more question" you smile "who's your celebrity crush? oh god this is so embarrassing, okay so i'm a big culer ever since i was little and there's this new player that i can't lie has been on my mind for quite a time now" you feel your cheeks heat up "he is of course pablo gavi" you say quickly before saying your goodbyes and finishing the video.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

pablo's pov

training was finally over and all of us were quickly heading to the showers so we could get home soon.

"ey gavi have you seen this" pedri passes me his phone as i get back to the locker room drying my hair with a towel.

"seen what?" you hear someone ask in the background.

"who's your celebrity crush? oh god this is so embarrassing, okay so i'm a big culer ever since i was little and there's this new player that i can't lie has been on my mind for quite a time now. he is of course pablo gavi" you see a brunette girl saying to a camera.

"has the baby got a girlfriend?" you distantly hear ferran yelling before feeling all of the guys joining him.

"dont be stupid, text her" pedri tells you before clapping your back and taking back his phone. soon enough you have your phone out and have already followed her back.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

pablogavi followed you back

[pablogavi]: hey!

[yourusername]: hi so you've seen the interview haven't you?

[pablogavi]: yeah 😊 my friend pedri showed me the clip😂

[pablogavi]: just wanted to say that you're like really pretty and maybe you wanted to go out or something

[pablogavi]: not as a date

[pablogavi]: well unless you wanted to go out as a date

[pablogavi]: is okay if you don't want to or can't btw

[yourusername]: of course i want to go out

[yourusername]: it's a date then😉

[pablogavi]: great 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

yourusername

barcelona has never been this pretty🤍

pablogavi 🥰🥰❤️❤️

pedri where's my thank you for being the matchmaker????

pablogavi shut up

iheartyn BARCELONA SHOW SOON !??

yourusername 🤐🤐🤐

iheartyn OH MT FOS YOU RWPLIED I LOVE YOU

30gavi6 IS THAT GAVI OMG

[rjshope]

gifmaker / cc wrapped 2024!

I was tagged by most beloveds @raplinenthusiasts @cosmicdreamgrl @jkvjimin @cordiallyfuturedwight @yooboobies @taehyunghobi and @jinstronaut(thank you guys🖤🌷) to share my most popular posts and my favorite ones.

Let's go!

january:

⟡ Yoongi with painted hands // he's cute here no arguments from me ♡ adorkable namgi // lol ♡ that Namjoon live // i'm still recovering btw

february:

⟡ happy Hope on the street♡ rapline saving Jin // i love how you can see their personalities here ♡ Jimin as the cutest dinosaur ever // esp soft for this one

march:

⟡ thank you fo being my artist Jimin live // he said very important thing here ♡ namjin bickering (+Hobi enjoying the show) // i live for bickering namjin ♡ Hobi being Yoongi's favorite seat // yoongi never beating lil meow meow allegations

april:

⟡ Tae and his big brown eyes // y'all just couldn't resist him could you?😁 ♡ that Malta Namjoon // despite the fact that this is my least fav bv season i have a soft spot for this gifset ♡ Dimple gifset for Kayla's birthday // very special work for my very special person🌷

may:

⟡ vibing Namjoon // lmao this is just two simplest b&w gifs and what have y'all done??? 🙈🙈 ♡ namjin laughing // luv my soft boys ♡ Nuts MV // i'm just a weak woman what do you want from me

june:

⟡ SYS Final Kim Taehyung // i'm happy with it, i love this gifset very much <3 ♡ hyung line dynamic in a nutshell // they never fail to crack me up lmao ♡ laughing namgi // so wholesome i love them so much!

july:

⟡ Jin being a good infuence on Namjoon pt.2 // i carried the thought of this gifset in my head for two years, it displays perfectly why these two are so important to me and it's nice to see this post being so appreciated ♡ Hobi being handsome to infinity and beyond // i'm still lost for words you know ♡ Tae gifset for Annie's birthday // this one is very important to me bc it took a lot of my time, blood and sweat to make it, and seeing it floped breaks my heart. Well at least Annie liked it, that's the most important thing. ♡ namjin "revenge is sweet" gifset // if you hear someone making weird evil giggling noises that's me

august:

⟡ jihope being jihope // this is not a gifset this is a happy pill ♡ hyung line from memories of 2015 // i hope i don't need to explain this?!?! ♡ RJ comforting rapline // i'm still sobbing

september:

⟡ namgi dealing with their Jin-hyung // lol#2 ♡ Namjoon birthday compilation gifset // it was my first time doing something like this and i really love how it turned out ♡ maknae line for Pat's birthday // i know this is my post but whenever i see it i sit and look at it in awe (i'm allowed to be proud with myself from time to time) ♡ sope flirting // they are so married it's annoying

october:

⟡ Jin and his mindset // if more of us were like him it would be a merrier place (yes, quoting king of my heart here) ♡ namseok gifset for Julia's birthday // i had so much fun making these ♡ peach Namjoon // iykyk ♡ winter package 2020 hyung line // rare photoshoot with just four of them in the same unit

november:

⟡ Jin, Joon, the saxophone and Jimmy Fallon // totally agree with y'all😌 ♡ Bangbangcon namgi // Yoongi's smile i'm gonna sob ♡ Namjoon and his healing smile // i miss him so much ♡ Jin performing Another Level // i do not make performances gifset often and this is a good song and a good performance and i love how these look

december:

⟡ cute barefaced Yoongi from ITS1 // lol we all are so whipped for him ♡ Jin for Dicon // playing with color isolation was fun ♡ soft (and a bit drunken) Hobi from ITS1 // the look on his face make my heart flutter ♡ cuteness agression namgi // i can't stop giggling, Yoongi your crush is showing ♡ ON Kinetic Manifesto Film Shoot Sketch | Hyung line // my boys looking fine as hell, that's it that's the tweet

Idk if it me or you really can see how my january gifs look different from december gifs. It didn't happen on purpose, but it's something that is interesting to see.

It fun to see how my year started with 2019 year and with MOTS: Persona era. And now i'm closing it by entering BE and Life Goes On era *breathes out* Yeah, life goes on and my journey goes on as well😁

Anyway it was my second year here and i'd like to thank you all for staying with me, for you support, for your reblogs and comments, it means a lot💖 I enjoyed this ride, let's continue next year with the boys!

tagging @namchyoon @kimtaegis @jung-koook @hvseoks @btsiu

@taee @kth1 @heybaetae @oumoumimi (no pressure ofc <3)

[weaper-reaper]

More König fluff and smut

I do apologize that I’ve been away for literally 5ever… sorry for all the fics I’ve abandoned there is a slight chance they still will be released. Until then, thank you always for the support. Here’s a treat for staying loyal and still RBlogging eventuality <3

CW: Fluff, Smut, Fingering, Creamies, KINDA SAFE SEX (literally unheard of), uhh this is KönigxYou btw, apparently ive been tagging my stuff wrong by writing xreader so forgive me ig, I’ve been craving intimacy and fluff irl so here you go, not proofed

Bzzzt… Bzzzt… Bzzzt

Your phone rattled the nightstand, clattering together the jewelry and pens that were haphazardly littered atop the smooth wood. With an annoyed grunt you twisted over to yank it from the cord it was plugged into. The bright screen made your eyes squint in through the darkness, text blurred- you answered it before knowing who was on the other side.

“Hey, uh.. hi.”

“König?” You asked out, the scratchy voice haunting and all too familiar.

There was an awkward staticky laugh through the speaker, and you sat up as your consciousness came rushing back.

“Yeah. Sorry it’s so late.” He apologized, and you pulled the phone from your ear to glance at the time. Just past midnight. “I just got back.”

His demeanor seemed to brighten as you put the cool glass back to your cheek. “Welcome back.”

“Listen.. I'm outside.”

Your heart stuttered, and you glanced to the window of your little studio, the moon sent streaks over the lonely little place you called home and a light rap sounded from the front door.

“Sorry I didn’t text,” He continued, voice stretched thin from exhaustion or travel. “I have something fo- actually, can you come to the door?”

You whipped your head around the room and your eyes landed on your bathrobe cast out lazily across the back of your chair. You snatched it up before responding.

“Yeah, yeah uhm.. hold on.”

“Okay.” He breathed, a hint of a smile on the end of his voice.

Throwing on the robe you rounded the corner from your bedroom, bare feet slapping against the tile on the floor. Without even bothering to peek through the looking hole, you unchained and unlocked the door, swinging it open wide.

König stood taller then you remembered, cast in shadows from the light in the hall. The dark seemed to loom just around him, hovering but an inch above his clothes. You met his cool gaze first, his eyes crinkled and he smiled under his hoodie.

He let the phone at the side of his face fall, and you pulled yours away then too.

“Hello.” He greeted. Smiley and with much more energy than you could’ve mustered this late at night.

“Hi.” You breathed back.

It had only been a few weeks since you last talked, but with him here at your door now- a strange look in his eye- it made it feel like months. The way he had left things made a bitter feeling resonate through your chest and your eyes quickly cast to anything but him. You cleared your throat and stepped to the side, inviting him in.

He had his bags with him, one sandy duffle bag and another giant backpack. You eyed them curiously as he dropped them, quickly answering before you could find the words to ask.

“Mission went a lot smoother than we thought, and my stuff is still in storage.. so.” He shrugged his outer jacket off and drops of water rolled down the nylon.

“It’s raining?” You asked, turning for the kitchen eyes cast over to the window again. Sure enough droplets you hadn’t noticed before stuck thick to the glass pane. “Some tea?” You offered, already putting the kettle on.

“Thank you.” He nodded, finding a spot against the cold counter to lean on.

He cleared his throat as you turned back to him, hands ruffling around in his pockets. He pulled a thin orange envelope from one of his cargo pockets and handed it flat out. You took it gingerly, suddenly too aware of the lack of clothing you sported. You tightened the robe before peeling open the packaging and pulling out the contents.

They were photos, mostly black and white, and definitely weathered. Some water spots bled around the corners making the ink smear and stick. You flipped through them excitedly.

“Oh!” You cooed, they were mostly photos of tall cliff sides, overgrown fields, the occasional tree or strange looking rock formation. You peeled apart one of them, it was a selfie- or an attempt at one. König stood infront of a lake, a few naked men stood behind him, one bent over and mooned the photo.

You laughed and glanced back over at König, a sweet smile was plastered over his face. You caught his eyes and a moment passed discreetly between you.

You had been so caught up in your own head since he left, the lack of communication drawing your feelings further and further from your own chest and you had worried he’d thought your relationship too difficult to handle while he was away. It’s not like he hadn’t been away before, but something made him seem even more distant now. He hadn't said goodbye to you this last time, just vanished. After a week you accepted the possibility of him ghosting you. But now, as his dark figure stuck out against the bright decor of your tiny kitchen, those feelings came flooding back.

The kettle squealed before you could finish your thoughts. Clearing your throat you gently set the pack of photos down onto the counter and poured out the dark liquid into two deep mugs. You handed him his, and his fingers brushed yours as he took it.

You could feel your chest heat up under the thick robe.

“Let me go change.” You whispered, breaking the silence. He set his mug down in response, and followed you to your room.

You glanced back over your shoulder at him as you passed through your doorway and blew a laugh down your nose, “Miss me that much, huh?” You joked that hidden hope, reaching for an old overnight shirt.

His arm stretched over yours suddenly grabbing the fabric with his chest at your back. He had moved so quickly you didn’t even have the chance to hear him take a step.

“I did.” He whispered softly, breath warm as it fanned over the cold shell of your ear.

You could swear your heart stopped, but then his lips were on yours in a flurry. He spun you and your robe had come undone with the movement, back now flush against the closet door. It’s hinges rattled as he all but threw you against it.

His lips were soft, and your heart raced.

It was the wetness then at your cheeks that stilled him. Slowly he peeled off of you and a hand rose to cup your jaw.

“Wh-why are you crying?”

You hadn’t noticed you were until he said something, but as your eyes met again a sob pulled from your lungs. He wasted no time in wrapping you up into his arms, pulling the two of you back onto the still warmth of your bed. You curled into him as your breathing slowed.

“Sorry,” you mumbled, raising the back of your palm to the corner of your eyes. “I just..” you started, quickly realizing it took so much energy to straighten out your thoughts.

“You left so suddenly, without saying anything.”

His brows grew tight, and his eyes cast downward heavily. “I know, I’m sorry.” Even he seemed choked back a bit.

“We weren’t allowed to tell anyone.” He continued, pulling you closer until you were practically laying on his chest. “I should’ve-“

“No it’s okay,” you interrupted, finding your voice again and apologizing, planting a palm on his chest. “It’s on me, I should’ve assumed I know your job is stressful I just..”

You drew your eyes up to his and let them cast over every feature of his face.

“I just missed you.”

“I missed you too.”

Significantly more gently this time, he craned his neck down to meet your lips. The kiss was sweeter, softer and something unspoken drew under the both of you, sweeping the two of you up into your own perfect world. Slowly he twisted, and let a hand drag down your neck through the center of your chest before settling on your hip. The rough calluses on his fingertips drew shapes over your soft skin and you couldn’t help but fall victim to the shiver that raked through your body.

There was a tug at the corner of his lips as he smirked, pleased with your reactions. He whispered lowly again, voice thick and laid with his heavy accent. “Can I touch you?”

You nodded, afraid of the noises you’d make if you opened your mouth.

With a grace a giant like him should never possess, he dipped his hand under the part in your robe and cupped at your core. A thick finger slid down your part, and then back up blossoming you open with ease. The pad of his middle finger brushed against the hood of your clit and he swallowed the gasp that pulled its way out of your lungs.

You pulled from his lips as he prodded your opening with two fingers, the tips circled your entrance and involuntarily your hips buckled upwards.

“There you go,” He sighed, slipping further and further until his knuckles were pressed up as far as they would go. You felt yourself clench around as he pulled out, willing them to stay.

He slid them in again, and curled them deliciously to drag down your walls with each tug. Your voice betrayed you and a groan escaped, he mimicked your noises, his own breath growing ragged and heavy. His hand worked away at your cunt, and his quickly growing hardness became evident at your side. He was rutting against you in time with his fingers.

You mewled into his lips and slid the arm draped around his neck down his front until your palm coaxed up the forceful protrusion against his zipper. His pace stuttered and your confidence grew with each breathy moan he released.

Delicately, he pulled his fingers from your heat and quickly tugged away at the fastening of his pants, a dark spot crowned his bulge when you looked down. With a new heat at his cheeks and ears, he replaced your hand for you atop his boxers and you immediately squeezed. A moan choked up in his throat and he buried his face into you neck and chest, littering the crevice with sloppy kisses.

Perhaps a little prematurely, you slipped that hand into his pants and against the heat of his skin, pulling his member out and taught between you. He hesitated a moment before returning a thumb to your clit.

He rose again after a moment to smother you into another heavy make out session before rolling over above you. His thick cock weaped against your hip, and an insane amount of pre pooled over the creases of your skin. The air seemed hot and unbearable as you shifted out of your robe completely. Pulling away for a moment, König also shimmied out of his clothes and returned to you in a flash, sticky bodies melting back into eachother.

Be it because of the well prepped lubrication, or simply because the stars were all in alignment, when he returned slotted perfectly against you, the tip of his cock nudged directly into the ring of your pussy.

You both stilled and he let out a pained sounding grunt.

“Fuck..” you paused. “Uhm, are you okay?” You blabbered out lamely.

“Yeah.” He responded almost instantly, a hesitant kind of shame hung over him. “It’s just, It’s been a long time. I don’t know if..”

“It’s okay,” you took over quickly, pulling your knees up and opening your legs enough to where he slid in just that much more.

“Schhhheisse..” he drawled out, “you’re too warm.”

You huffed a short laugh and reached down to circle at your own clit, letting your body adjust to the stretch of him. Tingles rushed through your body and your mind quickly became fuzzy. With a deep breath he let his fingers replace yours and he pulled away to push back in deeper than before.

Letting your head fall back, you let him work himself into you. Pulling his hips away before using his weight to shove it all back into you again, König built up a steady rhythm and your mind and body grew hot.

His arms slipped under your back, and he pulled you closer to him, each wet smack echoing through the empty room. The walls of your insides burned, and that familiar tightness below your belly made itself known.

“Ahh, ah.. fuck.” You whined, completely caged beneath him. “I can’t.. I think I’m close.” You stumbled out, clawing at the backs of his massive arms.

“I know.” He grunted, “Got-damn you’re getting so tight.”

Part of you wanted to apologize for his struggle, but a bigger part of you wanted to clench up your core tighter. The latter won and soon König thrusts grew shorter and sloppier. His moans equalling his unsteadiness. You pushed your hips up to meet him, grinding down your front to his pelvis, begging for more friction.

The head of him slammed suddenly against your cervix as he pulled your legs up, latching purchase behind your knees to effectively bend you in half. You shouted in surprise at the new angle, everything quickly becoming too much.

“Where can I-?” He began and you answered before he finished.

“Inside!” You shouted, then cried as his thrusts became rougher- more demanding. “Inside, I.. IUD. It’s safe.”

You couldn’t help but grind your hips up into him, a desperate attempt to hurry your aching clit along. His lips found yours again in a frenzied haze, and you came undone almost instantly. Your core pulsed and you cried out from under him as the waves shook through every inch of your body.

König followed with two more strong thrusts, his hips stuttering and locked within your tightness. You could feel the warmth flow up deep inside of you, and he practically collapsed above you, completely spent.

You both laid a moment together, and his sweet cadence finally broke the silence after your pussy stopped its throbbing. He attempted to pull out, but your cunt gripped him completely.

“Relax.” He almost chuckled. Embarrassment flushed your face as he dragged a soothing hand down your sides, pulling away with a hiss.

“Sorry..” you mumbled.

He cast his eyes back up to you in a flash, and smirked. “Don’t be.”

“Just give me ten, okay?”

You rolled away to cover your face, giggling.

[kpopagere]

Hiiii, I have a fic request! Just came across ur account like five minutes ago and I have ideas>.<

This is for cg!Bangchan x little!reader btw!

I’ve thought abt this so many times bc it makes me giggle. It’s when the reader is slipped with Chan during playtime. He’s just on his phone when the reader gets his attention. The reader says she has a secret and says he can’t tell her big self and after a lot of giggling she tells Chan that her big self has a crush on him. He’s socked but plays it off bc he knows she’s not her big self.

A couple days later when they’re chilling together he’s like ‘your little self told me something’ and reader immediately goes ‘she lied’ cuz she knows what she could’ve blabbed abt.

I hope I didn’t cross a boundary with this, but I’d love to see what you could do with this. Prepare for many more requests from me🤭🤭

Thank you!!!!!

*I’m so sorry it took so long I was trying to get my computer to work again ^_^!

Y/n’s little big secret

cg!Bangchan x little!reader❀

tags: little space, stray kids, kpopagere, Chan, bangchan, K-pop, age regression.

word count: 899

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It was a normal Saturday day afternoon when y/n asked Chan to come over so they could hang out. They both had no plans and were bored. Chan agreed to letting y/n come over on one condition of bringing snacks. They had a laugh about it on the phone until y/n finally started making her way over to chan’s house.

Y/n arrived not even 30 minutes later. She barged in and ran straight for the couch disregarding the person who opened the door for her. “Oh so the couch is more important than me huh?” Asked a sheepishly smiling Chan. “WAYYY MORE IMPORTANT” y/n slightly yelled with an over exaggerated face as she crossed her legs over the couch. “Yeah yeah whatever you say, you know you love me” Chan says rolling his eyes as he walks over to the couch. Y/n pauses for a second stopping herself from blushing. “Eww no” she says as she ties her hair up into a ponytail trying to hid her blushing. “Whatever, now scoot over” Chan says as he pushes her legs off his spot on the couch.

“Oof” y/n says as her body falls forward from the force of her legs pulling her down. “Should have moved when I said so” Chan shrugged as he sat down. Laughing, they both finally get settled and y/n slowly starts to lift her legs onto Chan lap getting comfortable. A nice silence fills the room as the tv plays in the background, a couple snack crunches here and there. Y/n starts to doze off and get even more comfortable, when she feels like she’s on the clouds. She hasn’t felt this comfortable in months and her little space slowly starts drifting back to her.

Chan knows that she is a little, but hasn’t seen her regress in quite the time. Which has worried him allot knowing she had to deal with so much stress. He gives her a quick glance to make sure she is okay before turning and going on his phone. While he’s randomly scrolling he hears slight giggles coming across from the couch. Knowing she has slipped, he minds his business acting like he can’t hear her, just to see what happens. Y/n sits up and slowly but definitely not sneakily starts to scoot closer to Chan. He takes notice again but still doesn’t react, until y/n is completely snuggled up to his side. “Bwoop” y/n touches his nose giggling as she tries to go back to her original spot as fast as possible. Chan turns his head and gives a smile, before slowly crawling over to y/n and tickling her. Giggles erupt into the whole living room as y/n tries to get Chan to stop. 

“Nwoo chanie” y/n laughs as she tries to catch her breath. Chan finally stops tickling her and sits up. “Sooo guess who’s feeling little today” Chan says in a baby voice softly to y/n. “Mwe” says y/n as she tilts her head down slowly, suddenly feeling embarrassed. “Don’t worry I love it when you’re little, no need to be shy” a smiling Chan states as he lifts her head. “Y/nie hwas a swecrwet fo you” she says with her face lifted in chan’s finger. “What is it little one” he says secretly acting calm about it, because little y/n likes to tell all of big y/n’s secrets. “Bwut you cwant tell anybwody ok” she says sticking up her pinky finger, wanting Chan to interlock his with hers. “Ok I promise” Chan says smiling wide. “Bwig y/n hwas crwushies on you” she quickly says in his ear before going back to her spot on the couch. Chan smiles to himself after hearing what she said, because in fact he has liked y/n for quite some time but never had the courage to tell her. 

“Oh yeah, is that true” he asked hoping for more info. “Shh nwo twalking” she giggled turning her head to the tv peacefully watching it, not knowing she just let out her own biggest secret. It’s been a day or so since that incident happened, and Chan can’t bring himself to stop thinking about it. “I should ask her about it” he says picking up his phone. “Hey y/n do you want to come over?”  “Yeah totally, but can we go somewhere this time?” “Of course now hurry up” he says hanging up his phone, and finding something to wear.

Once again y/n barges into his house and gives Chan a wide smile. “Wow at least this time you actually smiled” Chan say sheepishly. “Yeah yeah don’t get too excited” y/n says rolling her eyes playfully. They planned to chill at his house for a little before leaving for the mall. Chan’s mind is still on what happened so he decides to ask y/n about it. “Y/n guess what, your little self told me a secret” he whispers in her ear. Y/n’s head immediately turns to Chan, while her face starts to heat up. “Nope she lied” she blurts while trying to change the subject, knowing exactly what little y/n could have said. “Umm I don’t know she sounded very sure about it” Chan says raising his eyebrow in the process. “NOPE not at all”, y/n’s face getting even hotter. “If you say so, now let’s head out” he shrugs with the biggest confident smile on his face, knowing the feelings were mutual.

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guys so sorry again if I haven’t been active, but it was really fun writing this. Thank you so much for requesting >_<!!

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[hungry-tum-stuff]

Your character and their friends just ate lunch, but your character has a notoriously big appetite, and it's not long before they're hungry again. They feel silly saying so when their friends are still plenty full, so they keep quiet about it, intending to eat when they return home. Eventually, though, their rumbly belly gives them away, and their amused friends urge them to have a snack.

absolutely adore your writing & ocs btw

Thank you so much! It really means a lot to me when folks like my characters and my writing :D

For the first time in awhile, Buck had a weekend off.

This didn’t happen often. He usually only closed up his auto repair shop on Fridays and reopened on Saturday, but his buddies Lenny and Bruce, two of his regulars, had planned a fishing trip and invited Buck and Dante. Dante wasn’t on a case at the moment and Buck ran the auto repair himself, so he figured it wasn’t the worst idea in the world to close up shop and take a weekend to relax.

But it was also the weekend just before the full moon, which meant that Buck’s appetite was in full swing. Despite Dante worrying about it, Buck wasn’t going to turn during the trip. But he would sure as hell feel it coming.

Buck already had a pretty big appetite to begin with, being as tall as he was. He could clean his plate at any restaurant, he always took seconds, and he snacked frequently throughout the day. Now that he wasn’t a high school football player anymore and instead just beginning his thirties, his healthy appetite had left him with a strong physique and a soft middle. But during the days leading up to the full moon he just felt like a bottomless pit: Whatever he ate never seemed to be enough. Thankfully Dante was an excellent cook and had done enough research on werewolves to help keep his tummy quite satisfied, but when it wasn’t, it made sure everyone knew just how hungry he was.

During the drive up to the lakeside town his stomach had started to growl despite having eaten breakfast less than two hours ago, and as a result he’d had to endure Lenny and Bruce making jabs at him about his belly whenever it made itself known during the ride. They’d stopped at a diner as soon as they rolled into town, and were just now heading out to shop for supplies for their trip.

“That should keep Buck full for about thirty minutes.” Bruce teased, leading the pack down the street and towards the supermarket.

“Yeah well I’ll be full until dinnertime…” Lenny groaned, rubbing his stomach as Buck scratched his neck bashfully at the comment.

“I’m sure I’ll be fine until then too fellas.” He insisted, at which Dante raised an eyebrow in his direction. They’d all eaten a lot: All four men had gotten some variety of sandwich or lunch special with a side, and three of them were leaving the restaurant positively stuffed. And while Buck did feel fine, he also felt like he had enough room for a second course.

“I hope so, because we got a lotta shit to do until then.” Bruce said as he grabbed a cart. “Speaking of, Dante, you wanna find something for dinner tonight? Buck here tells me you’re a hell of a cook.”

“Oh yeah, no problem.” Dante agreed, smiling slightly at Buck.

“And we will find the rest of the shit for the cabin.” Lenny interjected, and they peeled off to hunt for their respective things. Buck tagged along with Lenny and Bruce because he knew they’d end up at the fishing counter, and he had to get some bait and tackle of his own. But not too long into their shopping, Buck felt that persistent ache begin to gnaw at his stomach again. He rubbed it discreetly and just hoped it would stay quiet as his friends were hemming and hawing over which bait was better and which hooks they should use, and the store was loud enough that any noises his tummy made weren’t too noticeable.

But once they rolled around to the food section to start picking up snacks, Buck found it much harder to ignore his tummy. It was definitely never a good idea to shop on an empty stomach, because now food was the only thing on his mind after walking through aisle after aisle of snacks, desserts, frozen treats, and everything in between. His tummy was already rumbling something fierce, but thankfully the hum of the freezers and whatever conversation Lenny and Bruce were having was enough to keep the attention off his noisy gut.

Eventually they regrouped with Dante by the produce section, flagging him down as they scanned for an open checkout lane.

“Wha’d you get for dinner?” Bruce called as they walked over to meet him, and Dante held up some of his ingredients triumphantly. Buck watched the package of raw chicken like it was a steak being waved right in front of him.

“I’m making one of Buck’s favorites: Chicken Scampi.” Dante proclaimed, only for Buck’s stomach to howl a terribly loud and hollow-sounding noise. He slapped a hand over his belly and chuckled nervously.

“Sorry, I s’pose I’m just really looking forward to that Chicken Scampi.” The other guys chuckled too, but Dante made sure to give him a pointed look that came across as worried.

“Well could you make it now Dante? Doesn’t sound like he can wait much longer.” Lenny joked as they got into line. Considering Buck’s stomach was snarling over the beeping of the cash registers, he was probably right.

“No, but I can get him a snack.” Dante insisted, piling his ingredients on the belt and adding a few extra bags of beef jerky on there with them. And as soon as they were checked out, Dante shoved them into Buck’s hands as Lenny and Bruce checked out their things.

“Eat.” Dante said sternly, standing beside the other. “This is your time off too y’know, so don’t worry about trying to follow our eating schedules. I know you hate being hungry.”

Buck tore open a bag of jerky and immediately stuffed as many pieces as he could fit into his mouth. Minding his manners, he did finish chewing before he got out a “Thank you, honey.” between bites. Dante just gave Buck’s belly an affectionate pat.

“Anytime. And don’t worry, I got enough to feed a family of ten, so make sure you eat you fill tonight.” Dante pointed at Buck sternly, as if he needed to be convinced.

“That shouldn’t be no problem at all.”

[ziteyra]

A good soldier

Chapter 2

Chapter 1 and Chapter 3

🐟 Synopsis: You get to meet some other members of Team Phoenix in person but the tension between you and Quaritch still doesn't seem to be gone.

🐟 characters: Quaritch Recom, Walker Recom, Waynfleet and Zdinarsk Recom (🥳)

🐟themes: same as the last chapter. A bit of cursing, roughing around but nothing serious.

🐠Note: heyyyy. Thanks for all the likes in the last chapter ! Didn't expect that (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡ so I just followed the formula of the first one and wrote all fo this in the middle of two night. Ahahah hope you like it. Feel free to suggest any more themes or ideas ! Love y'all 💙

Sorry that's it's so short btw

Enjoy this awesome edit I found on insta which motivated me to continue 😁

Tagging: @babyduk213 💙

"This is Lyle Wainfleet, my second in command. "

You nodd in the general direction of the multiple blue recom soldiers that entered the room after Quaritch. Of course you had read their files and overseen their medical transitions, but seeing them in action and so alive was something quite different.

After the tall and smiling Navi Soldier squeezed through the small door frame, two barely clothed female ones follow him on foot.

"And these two beauties are Walker and Zdinarsk. One lethal with a grenade launcher and the other just with her mouth." Quaritch grinned as he introduces the last two and closed the door behind them. "They'll be holding my hand, while you, little scientist do your beloved tests. If it doesn't bother you of course. "

"Glad to finally meet you" you note "but I believed we would be doing the tests alone. It's quite fragile equipment I've got here anyway."

"And we too have quite fragile equipment" Lyle laughed out loud, "no need to worry about us little one, we just need to give the boss a few quick updates on the Sully situation."

" Still y/n for you Waynfleet. I suppose if you keep this quick we can arrange something." you say judgingly looking up and down the two woman. They both make themselves quite comfortable around Quaritch, nagging him with their tails and playfully hissing.

It was definitely no sting of jealousy you were feeling, that would be embarrassing just after a few days of knowing him. But at last he was one of your textbook idols, come to life again. Not yet as impressive as you made him out to be but still quite fascinating. And at last, your hero.

"Now you got my poor little scientist all railed up Lyle. She's on our side don't forget that, even if you have a hard time remembering sides." Quaritch quickly shifted his attention towards his team and let you start your testing.

While they were talking about ground locations and basic intel you took various samples of both his blood and hair.

While he didn't seem bothered by the tests at all you could see his tail twitching every time you got closer to him. His eyes were pinned onto Waynfleet while he was talking but just out of the corner of your eye you could see his cat like ears turning your direction wherever you went. Almost lost in the mesmerising patterns on his body only a slap on the head brought you back to reality.

" And why the hell should we trust her boss. She's like that Valentine woman back from base. We shouldn't be talking about our intel right in front of her anyway." scoffed the women named Walker while inspecting you from head to toe and showing her exceptionally long teeth.

"She ain't got no other choice Walker. And y/n knows that I'll be her worst nightmare if any of this information leaves our little group, isn't that right." Quaritch menacingly answered as he waved Walker away with his hands and pulling you even closer to him. "Do you understand?"

With a loud metal clunk your tablet fell to the ground while Quaritch face was only a few millimeters away from yours. Again you thought, but this time you weren't planning on being humiliated in front of his other teammates. At last you were supposed to be part of the team. As you knew their body and anatomy, probably better then they did themselves, you just needed one good pull to gain your freedom again.

"Damn that little scientist has claws." laughed the last woman Zdinarsk who up until now, hadn't really spoken at all.

"Lt. Quaritch, Sir , we are all members of this operation here and you shouldn't be questioning any of our loyaltys under any circumstances." you say while picking up your tablet hoping to regain at least a bit of dignity.

You quickly brush past him, as we was still frozen in his place holding his Braid with both of his hands.

"It was a pleasure working with you soldiers but I really must be going now."

[leoascendente]

hi <3, hope u r doing well. i came across ur blog and really liked it so i wanted to follow u here. i really wanted to know about ur weirdest encounter with ghost. like do u talk to them? can they communicate? Do u have ghost friends? i am really curious lol

Hi honey! I love this question btw 😊

I always had weird encounters with spirits or entities, I live in a very magical place with a lot of legends and is pretty common to hear paranormal stories, some call these islands the remains of Atlantis so here happens a lot of weird things. Besides the magic of the place where I live I've always had that 6th sense.

I tag my encounters with spirits in 3 categories: before my awakening, after my spiritual awakening and the inbetween. So here we go...

(I'll try not to extend too much but god forgot to give me the abillity to summarize 🤷‍♀️)

A little disclaimer: Some stories here can be hard to read, I'll talk about abuse, a crime, animal sacrifices, mental health problems, etc. So don't read it if you are easilly impressed, your mental health and wellbeing always goes first 🙏

*First of all, yes, all spirits can communicate but some of them just don't want to. Yes too, I can talked to them but is not as simple as that, the way we can connect with the other side is unique for every witch or psychic. And lastly, I would say yes, not ghost friends but there are deities I love like I love a friend and talk to them like I do with my best friend. Ghosts per se are the spirits of dead, if they are stuck in the hall of the dead ( the biblical purgatory) they are not the best company to have with you.

Before my awakening:

Here there are a lot of forest areas and there's a not so popular place here that is the crater of an unactive volcano, there a road, on one side you got the forest area, on the other side tou have the path to the volcano. There are legends on all that area that is called 'bailadero de las brujas' something like the dance place of witches. On a night out with friends we drank a little too much and we ended up there to see the sunrise, we started walking there because there's no luminic contamination and you cam see the stars, we walked until we found like 5 people hanging out dead black roosters from the trees, there was feathers and blood everywhere in their altar (santeria is very common here and they fo to make their sacrifices in those places, I have a picture of an spell made with strings i a beach I go often but Idk if I should post it 😅), my friends and I were so scared that we ran in different directions. I heard someone running behind me the whole walk to the car, I can hear the steps clearly behind me. That place is full of nature and it's easy to get lost at night and I ended up in a recreative area with tables and barbaques, on the opposite place to where we parked the car but closer to the road and far from the forest, on one of that tables there were 3 women all dressed in black, the image was terrible now that I remember but I felt a sense of safety when I got there, they wore old clothing with those long and stuffed skirts and a little white apron on their waist, they all had the hair pulled back and a little black veil like elderly ladies use to wear here when mourning. One of the 3 ladies pointed at the direction I had to follow, she had a lovely smile and somehow I trusted her having in mind that minutes ago I saw people sacrificing animals (a trauma I still have, I cry when I hear any animal cry, even when my dog moans for his toy I get anxiety). I thanked the women and they got up and walked into the forest in the opposite direction of the road, they were leading to the area of the unnactive volcano. It was a long walk going by the road, I kept walking and felt again the steps behind me but there was nothing there, Idk why but after the encounter with the women I wasn't scared anymore, I walked until I found the parking lot where my friends were all bruised because they fell and rolled while they were running, even their clothes were broken and I was in perfect conditions, just my shows full of dirt but anything else. After years, not so long ago (that happened when I was 16, I'm 23 now) I talked with the grandmother of a friend and told her the story, she told me that in that volcano there are 3 spirits of witches that many people have seen before, they are known because they guide the people who get lost in the forest and they protect that area because is sacred. And it's true, before the colonization of the Spanish, the tribes here got water from a wooded area where there was a gigant tree and by the condensation of mist it turned to water and fell to a holes in the ground making ponds, it's called Garoe tree, if you want to google it.

Extra story: When I was like 8 or 9, there was a rye mill next to my house, when I came back from school I always saw an old woman with a donkey grinding the grain from my window, so I often went with her to play with her donkey. She was always super nice with me and told me a lot of things about magical creatures of the forest, a lot of advices I still remember and follow. She used to tell me that everytime I go to the forest I had to ask for permission and protection from the guardians of the forest, to avoid walking on the middle of the road on nighttime, to keep rosemary under the pillow to frighten the spirits of nightmares. I remember those evenings with a lot of love but my father told me that there was never a lady or a donkey there, I just went there and played alone for hours

After my awakening:

This was pretty hard to live, I think it's one of the most heartbreaking and heartwarming stories at the same time I have ever lived so here I go, and prepare because it's a long story

Like 2 years ago a friend and I used Randonautica, that app that takes you to weird places, it took us first to 2 places that had weird energy but nothing else. The third location was in the middle of the forest but close to the road, it's an area close to a crossroads, you are in the middle of the forest but you can see the any of the two roads around it. I asked the app for something beautiful to inspire me because I was having a hard time in that moment, I found a massive pine tree with twisted branches, it looked like the tree was giving tha back to the road that led to the town and was facing with the branches to the forest, almost like embracing it. I was working with akashic records at the moment so I decided to open the tree's records and what I found was so so beautiful. She, the tree was a mother guardian of the forest, she had a motherly femenine energy and she was surrounded by little pine trees growing on the floor all around her. I put my two hands over her and breathe, I literally heard like a blop in my chest and felt so so warm (after that experience my chronic deppresion slowly faded). But here comes the interesting part, I was living my best life vibing with the tree and my friend started panicking, she started telling me "Lala, there's somebody here with us", ( to all of this, my friend was working on her mediumship at that time, after this experience she stopped her spiritual development). A thing about me is that I can be super chill but if someones makes a little warn about something I switch the witchy radar to find anything weird, she was telling me that there was a little boy there, that she was feeling him around us, I focused and told her that it wasn't a child but an adult with the mind of a child. We started channeling there like lunatics, I still had the akashic records open so it was like a shower of different images slapping me at once.

My friend (let's call her D) told me that the boy was obviously dead but his family thinks he was still alive and my guides confirmed what she was saying, we tried to make an approach with him and that the worst I could do. Idk know how to explain this but I saw through his eyes what he went through, I saw myself next to a big man that was smoking sitting on the back part of a car, he put his hand on my thigh and was rubbing it closer to my private area, I slapped his hand and there was a an argument between both, there's was an struggle to make me enter in the card and the man was grabbing my arm so hard ( I physically felt the pain when we left that place). The man was getting violent and I started running through the forest until I felt a knock on the back of my head and fell to the ground, everything was black after that but I still could hear the breathing.

D shaked me because I was standing with a weird face expression on my face so I told her all I saw in the vision. We made a flower made of pine cones under the guardian tree for all the flower the boy never had, we tried our best with prayers to give the boy some peace. I called on Anubis (my patron deity) and prayed that someone came to take the boy to a better place. D and I left the place and my friend was repeating that we missed something and the boy wanted to come with us, I did my prayers while we were walking and just before stepping in the road I felt how all the air left my lungs and we both smelled an scent of low tide (whoever who lives near the sea knows that when tides are low it has a particular smell), we were in the middle of the forest with the see kilometers away, it was impossible to smell that there. D and I looked at eachother and we both know but we were scared, I mean, where I live there's almost no crime, this is a super safe place to live and we were being witness of a crime. We both said "he died drown" and my guides confirmed again, he got hit in the forest and that big man of my vision throwed the boy to the sea while he was alive thinking he was dead.

You can imagine the feeling D and I got when we came back home... I made the proper cleansing to both of us and told the story to my mum and here come the plottwist. She told us that like 20 years ago a boy with a dissability ( he had the mental age of a kid of 9 years but he was almost 30), dissapeared in weird circumstances and no one ever heard about him again. Police was after his sister because of how she treated him but she had no reason to hurt her brother, police was also thinking about human trafficking but the common suspect was the priest of the town. The whole island pointed at him because the boy was always in the church with the priest and with the elder ladies that went there oftenly (one of them was my granmother and that priest was the one who baptized me). My mum told me that everyone acused the priest and he left the island and went to Vatican, police went there but nothing happened, it's said in the town that after that the priest made the whole Camino de Santiago barefoot, Idk but that sounds like catholic punishment for me... To this day the boy stills as a missing person and his family don't know what happened to him, I told my cousin the story and she googled about dissapearence here and she found the missing picture of him.

Well, to end up things better, the boy was trying to approach D after that and she got so scared she refused all her spiritual life, she wasn't ready for that. Her car has like a sensor when someone sits on the back seats, Idk what it is because I have no idea of cars but I still have the videos of her showing me the light on the card telling there was someone sitting behind her but there was nothing there, things started moving on her house randomly, the light flickered often and things like that, The boy was after her and not me because she's a medium but I'm a psychopomp (Idk if it's the correct translation but just in case, to clarify my family soul is the baregemas, sorry that's what google translate told me), my purpose is guiding them through their journey, not getting involved in their unsolved bussiness and he knew I would make the ritual to send him to the place he must be and get my hands washed because when you work with spirits is better this way. But D has this helper or savior complex and like a good Virgo she is she wanted to help and while we were at the forest she kept repeating that the boy's mum deserved to know so the boy went after her to ask for her help but she freaked out with all her reasons, something moving in your house with no reason is scary. She ended up having a panic attack and told the boy to leave, I ended up summoning him and making the mourning ritual for him to be picked up and sent to a better place, before he left he asked me to tel D that he was really sorry, he never wanted to scare her just wanted to talk with her but didn't know how to make her listen to him, he also asked me to go with his mum and tell her what I know but I refused to disturb that woman's life with no more evidence that 'i'm a psychic' but, if the Universe ever gives me the chance to talk with her I would do it, but just if I got the chance, if not I won't force it. And well, that's how the story ends, the boy is at peace after almost 20 years of being stuck in the hall of the dead, he is now happy and safe, and not scared anymore.

I was going to write another story where I thought I live in a haunted house but it was just someone making me black magic, but I think this post is long enough. Anyway, if you want to know that story too just tell me, I had a lot of paranormal experiences 🤗

[onlyjaeyun]

my biggest love zadie🫶🏻🫶🏻 i cannot describe the level of anger i feel towards hoonie during his convos w/ yn like he’s just such a dick!!!!! i have to keep reminding myself it’s for the plot LMAO

BUT THE UNM (love that gc name btw) REDOING THEIR ROOTS TOGETHER HAS TO BE THE MOST ATTRACTIVE THING A GROUP OF HOT FRIENDS CAN DO ARE YOU KIDDINGGGG!!! had me kicking my feet and giggling at that one 🤭🤭

omg also do i sense a smut chap in the near future w/ hoonyn since jakyung might be getting cuffed by a man soon🫣 zadie i am SAT for CH i’m not even joking

enjoyed the chap as always zadie baby!! love ending my days with reading the updates, they put a smile on my face before i go to bed 🧸💞 sending sm love and kisses to u baby!! mwah💋💓

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hi there my sweetest love 🥺🤍 i hope you've been foing well so far in 2024 and are taking good care of yourself

thank you so, so much for your sweet words, i genuinely apprecite them with my whole heart 🥺🤍

i honestly LOVE reading just how much you guys hate CH!hoonie because it's working out exactly as i planned so im super happy about it 🤭 and i remember talking anout the touching their roots up together weeks ago nd it hasnt left my mind ever since 😭

and yup. this weekend's written chap will include smut 👀

sending you the biggest forehead kiss i love and appreciate you so much 🥺☁️🫧

[thundercloudshipping]

yo! 26 and 31 for that ask game you reblogged recently! It could be for any f/o you'd like!

Rito I'm sorry for taking so long with this heh

Anyway, I think I'll do these for the fo in that art I posted last night, but for the moment I'll call him B. (Platonic fo btw)

26: how do you tell each other "I love you" without using those three words?

Honestly just spending time together. Nothing else to it hehe.

31: what is a go-to gift that your FO knows will never fail to make you smile? What are your go-to gifts for them?

B usually likes to gift me stuff based on my interests, so that's always nice. Also sweets :3. As for gifts I'd give to him, I can't really think of much. Books perhaps :>

Thanks for asking!

[beelzebubbutachef]

What if Yuu accidentally summon a child from a unknown timeline ?! Part 2

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To the readers who commented and made me post this cause I love comments. Your usernames aren't appearing wth. Sorry. Thanks for reading the part one! Hope you all have a good reading with this one too. Btw. I would like to explain this now. Romance don't happen in few words. Currently vil and Yuu relationship is like on rock bottom. There's more part where we explore the fan process of how their relationship bloom! Free to comment a name for the mini vil.

Searching for a child in a school of villains never been so easy with the trails of broken weiners and eggnogs, as well sparkle with dazzling sound of camera clicking and others misery.

You watch the nth victim groaning in pain and click your camera to take a photo. For memorial of this wonderful day! *Insert evil laugh.

You then continue your way to search for the mini vil. The new Menace of society.

"you little boy, stop right there! By the order of the principal. Your coming with me!' you heard a familiar voice of a tyrant of the card soldiers. You then sneakily went to look at the direction. You want to look what's happening before you join the mess.

You saw riddle and the mini vil staring at one another. You saw the tension in the air, somehow you wanted to eat popcorn at that moment

"bonjour, Trickster Yuu-kun. Care for a popcorn?"

..." you stared at the person offering you the one thing in your mind right now, remember how creepy you are right now and this person more creepy and odd behavior. You just accepted it and continue watching the show with rook.

"have you seen Petit ange~?" Your senior ask you before looking at you and the child who's having a lovely chat with riddle. "Same colored eyes as trickster! Oh my is this a sign?" He says flamboyantly.

You just stared at him and look back at the scene. You felt cringe as you realize this senior of yours think this kid probably come from distance future where you and that world class model Vil schoenheit who you never talk to if not needed because his time is expensive, did the did and in comes a child who broke jewels and back bone of each generation.

"you do know I'm not from this world? Something like falling in love to a person who probably fear, I'll leave one day for the people I left behind in my world... probably the worse kind of love they will have to experience." You blankly stated to your senior. He seems surprised by your words yet his smile return not long after.

"oh my so a relationship with you is a hopeless thought?" He tap his hat hiding his expression for moment from your view before he stared at some direction before gazing back to the scene behind the bushes.

"OFF WITH--!!!" Loud yell that come to a stop when riddle quickly dodge the attempt of high jump kick of the Kong fo kid, mini vil.

"bleeeeh stupid. You chanting your spell is a waste of time. Bye bye tomato uncle." Once again the child run off but at least riddle family tree is safe.

You can clearly see riddle temper is getting the best of him as his face turn redder than his hair in anger and his grip on his magic pen tighten.

You suddenly felt fear what will happen to the cute adorable child if he piss more people he shouldn't. His already on the hunting list of two dorm leader, what if he anger the worse of the dorm leaders? Cough Leona who hate kids and Azul with his mafia-- I mean leech twins?

"come trickster Yuu! We need to chase the petit ange!" You don't even take a photo of riddle yet but rook have dragged you to chase the child. Your popcorn also fallen to the group. Rip. Your not even eaten a bite of it yet.

"YUUUUUU!!!"

" PREFECTTTTTT"

"HUMANNNNN!!"

After running around the ground with rook in search of little adorable manice angel, your group of first year troublemaker friends come running toward your direction in a worry pasted on their faces. Rook who let go of your hand and continue to search for the kid left you to chat with your friends.

"hey Yuu are you ok?" Deuce ask you in worry as he stopped in front of you. He look around you and sigh in relief when he notice nothing is off place or wounded. Jack who you heard sigh in relief beside epel scratches his ears but stayed silent the whole time. but he is glad your not hurt.

"see, prefect is perfectly fine, juice~ you worry for nothin." (Ace)

"weren't ya the one worryin too much ya shit ya face from runnin?" Epel who accidentally let out his accent of his hometown come out but since it's your group of friends, you all get use to it. The poison apple evilly smile while exposing ace worries.

"... Of course! There's a wild demon running around the campus. I heard from others, everyone get their dick kicked very badly, they all sent to the nurse office after meeting the demon. So I'm pretty worried too...but" Ace says before he laugh. " I WANNA SEE IT HAPPEN CAUSE ITS PRETTY FUNNY AHAHAHA." He added his true intentions.

"what an evil human. For the young lord safety I most search the child and erase them before they cause harm to the young lord! *Insert long dialogue about his young lord glory bluh bluh Bluh." Sebek the new member of your group rise his voice and his eyebrow looking at ace.

You take your camera from your pocket and signal ace to come closer. He seems to realize something and quickly come beside you and look at the picture and videos you recorded earlier.

"HOLY--AHAHAHAHA." His laughter's stopped sebek from talking and caught the others attention who is force to listen to sebek endless dialogue as a good friend. Actually they were just checking their phone for more news, no one listens enough to know the A to Z words of sebek. They probably stop at D.

"what's that?...dang that gotta hurt." Deuce who stared behind ace shoulder wince at the clip ace probably watching, but a evil smile appear on his face. " Through...That kid have good moves!" He give a thumbs up. The former delinquent have given his approval with a wide smile.

"why you do you even record that?" You heard jack voice of disapproval and disappointment from the tone of his. Epel and sebek already looking at the clip as well. "Your really fitting in too much at this school..." He sigh the nth time today.

"I'm not a saint. and being little bad makes me human. Human is both good and bad because that's what we are." You says with a smirk.

"by the way, Yuu... I heard that you know how the kid come to this school." Ace who finish his laughing moment, after sending copies of the image and the videos to his phone like the other three did as well, start to talk to you about important matter.

You realize they wanted to know about how the mini vil come to be and you told them what happen earlier at sir crewel class.

minus the part it's your fault. No one want to know that. Tehee 😜.

KABOOOOMMMMMM

a loud explosion rang out of nowhere and you all ran to the direction where it comes from, quickly. The moment you all arrive there, you saw Ortho readying another power cannon to be shoot toward the direction of the mini vil who dodge the first shoot, by the sight of a broken apple tree.

not far from Ortho is a groaning sight of Idia, who by fate is so unlucky when he finally got out his room forcefully by Ortho and Alice have his lil idia get targeted. His fellow dorm mate, is beside him on the floor but not on pain but laughing his ass off.

You also see the principal crying at the sight of the broke apple tree, and trying to convince Ortho to stop his action of destroying school property.

You felt hopeless. Tears falling in your eyes at this situation.

You could have recorded the scene...

Sanity come back at you when the kid appear before you and Ortho cannon is now directed at you. You tried to make the kid move but he leech on you, he look up to you with a pout and you felt melted by cuteness.

Holy... I guess I'll die.

You heard your friends yelling your name but you accepted your fate very dramatically.

Life was though but I have a good life'

[jinxthighz]

I don’t know if you were planning on doing a second part to ‘Save Me’ but please do😩. I’m going absolutely mental I love it sm.

Btw if completely fine if you don’t want to, just wanted to show sum love lol

I’m doing it! And thank you so much! I’m happy you’re enjoying it.

First chapter here:

Save Me Pt.2

When you woke up everything was blurry. Your body ached and your head throbbed painfully. Groaning, you sat up. It was dark, lit up by candles and glow in the dark paint. A girl hunched over a desk, bright sparks flying from both sides. 

You didn’t make a sound. Afraid of how she would react. You silently look over your body, bandages layering almost every inch of your skin. You notice little neon doodles on the bandages, overlapping to your skin. You were covered by a short sweater, and nothing else, you internally blush at the though of being stripped naked. But quickly let it go. You clear your throat, but judging by the girls reaction or rather lack there of, she didn’t quite hear you.

“E-Excuse me?” The girl immediately straightens her back, turning to you with a bright smile. Goggles covered her eyes, strands of blue hair whisking back and forth elegantly as she swayed in her chair.

“Hiya!” The girl waved at you, taking her goggles off and chucking them on her desk as she stood. Walking to you, her hair swayed. It was almost hypnotic in a way. Her hair moved so fluidly, like water on still sand. The closer she came, the more your anxiety increased.

She stopped in front of you, bending over to meet your unfocused gaze. You immediately recognized her as the pretty girl that watched you die. Or, not die? Your head is still a bit fuzzy. 

“You’re a really heavy sleeper. You know that?” You blinked yourself back into reality. The way she speaks to you so casually was throwing you off a bit.

“I am?” She hums in response, nodding her head. Her eyes going over the bandages she had recently laid.

Gods her eyes are gorgeous.

“Did you do this?” You pointed at your bandages.

“Yep.”

“Thank you.”

You both sat in silence for a while. Analyzing each other’s features. You were so enamored by her that when she brought her hand to your face you visibly flinched away. This didn’t seem to stop her as she just folded her fingers through your hair, moving the strands away from your face.

What is she thinking about?

“Who left you?” You didn’t know how to respond. She spoke to you like you were a wounded animal. As if you were cringing away in fear and she had to softly coerce you out. You silently went through your memories. Your heart ached, pierced through with a needle of contempt. Would it be a risk to not tell her? Even though you probably couldn’t speak of it again. Your gut twisted, telling you say everything you went through. Even though she was a stranger. You couldn’t help it. You felt uneasy, but couldn’t risk it.

“Someone I thought I could trust. But I was wrong.” Your eyes shifted to the floor, defensively unable to look her in the eye. Your hair reverting back to its natural state, falling and covering your face again. She tilted her head, trying to meet your eyes under all of that hair.

“Someone left me too.” You looked up, hair parting slightly.

“Is that why you helped me?” She didn’t answer right away. It seems like she was trying to figure out why herself.

“Maybe…” Oh. She was getting close now. You moved your face to the side, flustered. She straightened herself, holding out a hand. You looked at her hand, then looked at her. You took it.

“It doesn’t matter now. What’s your name?” She had on her smile, which always seemed to throw you off.

“Y/n.”

“Cool. I’m Jinx.” She pulled you harshly, seemingly forgetting you’re wounded, to a desk. She sat you down in her chair and perched herself up on her desk. You swallow down a groan with every movement, your legs unprepared.

“I need for you to get better soon, okay?” You look at her, an eyebrow raised.

“Um. Why?” It’s not a weird thing to say, sure. But you barely know each other. And her choice of words confused you. She needs for you to get better. But why? She leans forward, her face twisted in a smirk. You couldn’t even lean back, her breath fanning your face as her hand rested on the back of the chair.

“It’s no fun telling you now.” She just loves getting close and personal doesn’t she. She uses her other hand to twist your hair around her finger. She tilts her head, a brow going up to continue to fluster you.

She giggles, “you’re doing great, toots.”

[animalinvestigator]

if someone already adsked these sorry hehe 23 & 5 & 8

ZILLAYyyyyyyyyyyy thank you fo rhthe ask i smiled. Clyde beat you to 23 but ican still do the other two.

5. least favorite thing to draw

anything requiring clean geometric shapes and lines and shit ~_~ My wobbly hands and terrible eye for these things make me genuinely unfit for drawing architecture which boils my blood because architecture is like important to me. i've been working on it but i make slow process because i'm just reallllyyy bad at keeping things uniform. its not just that im bad at it though i love drawing things im bad at drawing its mostly taht i get insanely frustrated. someday i will fix this about me.

8. what's the most fun and the least fun parts about your process

MOST FUN is certainly painting and sketching. You can kind of definitely tell because this is all i really do whenever i can help it. i love fucking with color , i have so much fun just drawing casually unpolishedly. i love painting and its relaxing and satisfying for me to basically have infinite chances to just do an area over by throwing more color on top of it. thats the best part about it. LEAST FUN is Everything else. correcting mistakes and polishing shit destroys my soul i want everythingto be so messy all the time. having to do lineart destroys my soul. i have extremely little patience for it. so i simply stopped. But sometimes it cant be helped........and i hate eery second of it.

BTW do you want to hang out with us later. Thankyou for the ask i smiled : )

[tangledinmdzs]

YES! A hug for every MDZS character!! They all deserved better!!! Well, may be not all of them but, like, a vast majority. Hence, can I ask for some hcs for some mostly lovely Sect Leaders (LXC, JC, NMJ, JGY) getting some kind of massage from their s/o? Shoulder, hand, back massage - whatever pleases you. Being Sect Leader is difficult, they deserve some rest! You too, btw, you living embodiment of writing talant and human sunshine! Don't overwork yourself, sleep and eat well :P

aha hi!

aw thank you thank you! i will take care of myself as well~  you all stay healthy too, okie?

caring for sect leaders, yes absolutely on board. 

here’s to your request~

.✫*ﾟ･ﾟ｡.★.*｡･ﾟ✫*.

Lan Xichen

you love seeing Xichen like this,

after hours,

inner robes soft in the candlelight of the Hanshi 

forehead ribbon off

you sit on the bed, staring at Lan Xichen’s back as he shrugs on his change of inner robes for sleep

you notice the tenseness of his muscles, how every push and pull of his limbs feels a bit strained 

anyone can tell that Xichen was weary, to the bone

from his sect leader duties to his cultivation training

to being your husband

and in the spare time that you have for one another, you know Xichen would never ask you to do anything for him

you sigh at his selfless personality, 

one that he catches as he sits down on the bed besides you

“y/n?” Xichen asks you, worry and curiosity in his voice

were you mad at him? 

did he do something to upset you?

you shake your head at him, before roughly turning his back to you

he lets out a surprised breath at being slightly manhandled, one that turns into a sigh of relief when your hands begin to prod and massage his tired back 

slowly you watch as Xichen melts under your hand, feeling so relaxed that he basically ends up leaning into after a few minutes,

“you’re so tired, A-Huan,” you tell him as you’re massaging his shoulders 

Xichen shakes his head in front of you, lets you massage for as long as you please 

then takes your hands off his shoulder as you’re slowing down, and wraps your arms around him as he leans into you 

you smile as you hug him, resting your head against his

“i love you, y/n” Xichen whispers, brings one of your hands to kiss 

“i know,” you reply, and kiss the side of his temple where you can reach him

Xichen holds your hands to his lips, littering kisses there

a small thanks for all their hard work

Jiang Cheng

Jiang Cheng’s entrance into the bedchambers is quite loud, 

you hear the frustrated slamming of the door long before you hear your partner come into the inner portions of it to your shared bed

you’re sitting by your vanity, brushing your hair in front of the mirror

so you watch the reflection of Jiang Cheng head straight for the bed and simply

drop there

and let out a very noticeable frustrated shout into the goose feather pillows

you hide a giggle behind your hand, putting your comb down to walk over to him

imagine what the people of Yunmeng Jiang would think if they knew their gruff leader still threw tantrums

“rough day?” you ask softly, while a gentle hand lands on the nape of his neck, patting there softly before massaging 

you don’t really hear Jiang Cheng’s muffled affirming grunt as your hands move to his shoulders 

as you begin to massage you move to sit at the bottom of his back,

since he’s already lying on the bed, so it’s easy for your hands to come up

you work out all the tensions and stress in his muscles, smiling at each loosening feeling under your fingertips

Jiang Cheng’s breathing levels out, and he’s so quiet throughout this, that you wonder if he actually fell asleep

“A-Cheng, are you awake?” you ask, leaning down by his ear

your hear a half hum, that you interpret as a yes and get off his back 

slowly, Jiang Cheng turns around, eyes still closed and you move to get off the bed, to let sleep come easier to him

but before you can, a strong hand grabs your wrist, pulls you down into his open arms

you laugh a little as he wraps around you like an octopus, his loose limbs holding you close

Jiang Cheng doesn’t say ‘thank you’; not very often

but you know how thankful he is

by the kiss that he places on your forehead

and then the long one you both share into the rest of the night  

Nie Mingjue

you stare quietly, as you watch Mingjue settle down onto the bed

after so many months with him, you’ve come to read his expressions well

and as his cultivation partner

it was easy fo you to tell

he was tired

so tired

hair frazzled with a quick brushing

callused hands and aching muscles making his movements a bit more stiff than normal

you sigh at him, walking over to the bed to where he is sitting, 

still looking at scrolls even on the bedside,

“Mingjue,” you tell him, as you hover by his side

your hardheaded partner has never ever heeded your words, you know this too well

so you simply wrap the scrolls that’s he’s reading and take them away from him without another word

it’s a testament to how tired Mingjue is when doesn’t even put up a fight, just lets out a sigh

“i still have work to go over, y/n” Mingjue tells you lowly when you sit down behind his hunched back

“well, work can wait” you reply easily and begin massaging his back

Mingjue grunts, a bit in pain, a bit in exasperation as you begin working on his super tense and hard muscles 

your click your tongue at him, wondering how long he’d been pushing himself to get to this rate

“you need to take care of yourself better,” you tell Mingjue, as his shoulder begin to ease the tiniest bit under your care

“i need to care about my work,” Mingjue smart mouths you back

“no work will be taken care of when you fall ill” you tell him

and Mingjue sighs

knows that you’re right

but he can’t help it

you shake your head at him, squeezing his bicep just hard enough to be a borderline pinch

“you-” Mingjue scolds, turning around just to meet your worried eyes,

“if you can’t take care of yourself, at least let me take care of you,” you tell him, quietly

Mingjue blinks at you, 

you stare back at him, honest as can be

Jin Guangyao

when your hands land on Meng Yao’s shoulders, they are surprisingly tense, worked up

“it’s just me,” you reassure, breath tinkling the side of his ear before you lean back and begin to massage his shoulders

you hear a soft breath in front of you, one you hadn’t realized Meng Yao had been holding in anyways

but you’re glad that he feels safe with you

with each press the muscles under your hand relax, easing out into a more comfortable, less rigid form

you smile when you lean a bit to the front to catch Meng Yao’s face, eyes closed, the smallest of smiles from his lips

“better?” you ask him, as you’re pressing into his shoulders

Meng Yao blinks his content eyes open to look up at you

gives you that dimpled smile that he usually wears around the sect

you give him a smile in return

get back to massaging away the tenseness of his daily work

this close, you can see many details of him

like the tenseness of his eyes

one that you don’t quite know yet

how to ease

[usernoneexistent]

A/N: Yeah the song and title is very much on the nose with the prompt but it works. Btw Rory and Zola are a brief thing but i wanted to explore it. I was nervous writing this, as romances with other people’s ocs is harder than friendships so Al, I hope you like this.

Character featured: Rory McTavish belongs to the wonderful @the-al-chemist.

Warnings: alcohol, reference to NSFW topics.

The music blasted loudly throughout the Gryffindor tower. They've decided that the end of the last semester deserved to be celebrated by throwing a party. However, Zola wouldn't describe it as really joyous. Her best friend, Tarragon, bailed on her for a runespoor. However, Zola couldn't say no to her as she batted her eyelashes and gushed about how this was a rare opportunity. Usually, she would have asked Duncan despite his hatred for parties but would always end up either him drunk or some prank. Preferably, the former option so he doesn't be the party killer with his antics. However, he graduated last year, so the only ones she was on good terms with here were Rory McTavish and his friend Flynn Nowak, but he didn't count much either.

"Hey Zola, how's it going?" The tall boy greeted them from behind her, a drink in each hand. It was Flynn; he was in the year above her and part of the Gryffindor quidditch team.

"Hey Flynn, nothing much really," Zola slumped down on the red sofa. She had to admit; that they were more comfortable than those in the Slytherin dungeons.

Flynn stared at her, unsure what to say before realising the drinks in his hands, "Want a drink?"

"Sure," Zola grabs the drink with fingerless fishnet gloves covered hands. She was rather thankful as she needed another to cool down from the heat and wanted to get wasted. The Gryffindor boy slumped down next to her. "Where's Tarra? Usually, you guys are inseparable, almost like… What's the word? Sounds kinda like a cat breed?"

"Siamese twins," Zola helped him out.

"Yeah, that's the one, but I think it's a dumb name."

"You do realise that it's also called conjoined twins."

Flynn looked at her in awe, like she had just explained to him a revelation. "That makes a lot more sense. You're so smart, Zozo."

"Everyone's smart to you." Zola sipped her drink; the bitter liquid caught her off guard. Zola grabbed a watermelon from the buffet table next to her. Letting the sweet pink taste fill her taste buds to cover for the bitterness.

"How's it hanging, Albatross? Flynn?" A thick Scottish accent entered the conversation, slightly slurring his words. He gave Flynn a quick fist bump.

"Hello to you too, McTavish," she smiled. Zola felt her cheeks heating up, but her dark complexion hid it well. The biggest flirt of Hogwarts was flirting with her and a rather handsome boy at that. She wouldn't say she found him the most physically appealing of guys she had ever been with, but Rory was undoubtedly charming. He has an annoying, charismatic charm, where no matter how much you want to punch him, he always found ways to soften hearts.

"I was wondering when you'd showed up," Rory gave a crooked grin. "Where's your twin anyway?"

"That's what I just asked." Flynn commented.

Zola sighed, "she ditched me for a runespoor."

"Ouch. Must be one hell of a runespoor to miss this smashing party, but that's on her, not you." He downed his alcoholic beverage, or at least Zola assumed it must have alcohol involved, considering his slightly inebriated state. Rory nodded his head towards the make-shift dance floor. "Want to have a dance together, Albatross?"

"I'm always ready for a dance, McTavish." She returned back his lopsided smile. Zola downed the rest of the cider for some extra liquid boost. Rory held a hand to pull her up and guided her to a space for them to dance.

Zola let the music guide her rhythm, flowing with the beat. Her dreadlocks swinging with her. At the same time, she stared back at Rory's blue eyes. How his eyes looked at her was still the same when they found themselves alone in the quidditch changing rooms. A pure chance but steamy encounter it was indeed. One that Zola can't forget. She remembered every detail, even the scar on his left shin. The way he lowered his voice, calling her by her surname though never by her first name.

They danced and laughed until their feet grew tired and their jaws hurt. Rory pulled her into a hidden spot. Zola's back to the wall while Rory leaned over her. Zola grabbed at his T-shirt to pull him in closer. Their lips collided, rushed and messy. After a few minutes of kissing that turned into a make-out session, the results from the passionate moment were left as the dark lipstick remnants on Rory's lips.

"You have something on your lips," Zola giggled either from the hilarity of the dark lipstick stain making him look like a clown or that she was tipsy from the humidity and alcohol. Rory tried to wipe the lipstick stain but only made it worse by smearing it over his chin and cheek.

"What is this? Your lipstick?" He glanced in the small handheld mirror that Zola gave him.

"Yeah, but I think it suits you."

"I don't think black is my colour."

"Maybe red then, it would match with your uniform."

They managed to remove most of the stain in a combined effort, but Zola reckoned that he could wash the rest off in the morning. They walk towards a window, looking out from the Gryffindor tower. The wasn't a speck of cloud to be seen while the moon was slowly rising to brighten the sky. Zola reminisced that the school term was coming to an end. And possibly whatever Rory and Zola had too.

"You live right outside of London right?" Zola queried.

"Aye, in Watford. Why'd you ask?"

"Um… I'm visiting my brother, Jeremiah, for a couple of weeks this Summer. I'll be in the neighbourhood for a while, so maybe…would it be cool if we meet up?"

"Aye, that would be cool." Rory nodded but squinted as he looked at her face. "You have a something on your lips," Rory pointed above her plump dark lips.

"Oh, that might be from the watermelon from earlier." Zola was about to move her hand to brush the watermelon seed off, but Rory stopped her. "I'll get it."

She felt his hand pick the black seed before slipping a surprise kiss. Zola could taste the watermelon's sweetness clashing with the bitterness from the cider. The bittersweet taste lingered in Zola's mouth after the kiss as the grasshoppers cry inbetween the few seconds of the music changing as the new moon greeted them.