#the next person to fucking ‘’maam’ me

[kiran-monna]

If you don’t know someone’s pronouns, they/them is good when referring to that person in a conversation

[igotlovestruck]

mr lover [ ben chilwell ]

— right where you left lover girl sequel, this takes place two years later!

[ 𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗦 ] — ben chilwell x singer!reader . ⊹ ✶ ㄔ 🫂 °.   *

[ 𝗗𝗘𝗧𝗔𝗜𝗟𝗦 & 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 ] — romance, mentions pregnancy, google translated french . ⊹ ✶ ㄔ ℹ️ °.   *

࣪˖ 💭 .. 𝗘𝗬𝗔’𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘𝗦 ⌕ clearing my drafts again 😵‍💫 if you ask me, i’m obsessed with singer!reader fics lol

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benchilwell family time

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user am i reading this right ?? ‘family’ time ??

user his dog clinging to y/n is the cutest thing ever

user they’re such dog parents 😭

yourusername my babyyy my babyyy

benchilwell which one?

yourusername one of you will be in a lot of pain if i say who

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yourusername look at me, i am the favourite hooman now.

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user not y/n quoting from captain phillips 😭

benchilwell once i get back home, i will take my title back

yourusername NONSENSE! you cannot dethrone the current favourite hooman

user y/n saying hooman instead of human 😭 that’s so dog momma of her

yourusername i birthed this child

benchilwell huh

yourusername huh

user pls he looks so comfy on y/n’s lap, he’s obviously not a lap dog

yourusername if he fits, he sits

user agreed 🤝

user why did all this time i thought y/n was a cat person

user she literally loves any kind of animal 😭 she adopted a ferret when she was a kid

yourusername omg !! mr fuzzy wuzzy was my childhood pet 🥹 maybe i should adopt another ferret

benchilwell what? no way

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benchilwell

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benchilwell home is where the heart is.

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yourusername but god i love the english

benchilwell you know i love a london boy

yourusername 🫣🫣

user ben at this point, you really are the extra hooman

benchilwell i cant blame him

yourusername i told you i birthed this dog

benchilwell 😂

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mikaspriv what the fuck is this how i find out ?!?!?!!

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yourusername and benchilwell

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yourusername we’re getting him a human in a few months 🙈

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benchilwell babe i thought we already agreed what the caption will be

yourusername mines funnier

benchilwell 🙄

masonmount who thought that covering his eyes would be cute

yourusername mine. do you have any problem with that? 😀

masonmount i don’t maam, it’s a great idea, very very cute!

user this is the cutest announcement 😭

user as a fellow dog mummy, i approve of this post!

weratedogs 100/10 for being such a good boy and will be the goodest big brother!

user as a y/n fan since debut, i feel OLD (we’re the same age)

yourusername omg since debut album?!?!?! 😳 we have to meet like RIGHT NOW

user y/n went from writing how she’s stuck in the past, to loving herself and loving a new person 🥹 now she’s probably gonna write something about her baby ... just thinking about it rn makes me emotional

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england congratulations benchilwell and yourusername! 🤍

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yourusername JUST IMAGINE HOW CUTE OUR BABY WILL BE ON THAT ONESIE

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benchilwell eleanor chilwell is here 🩷👨🏻‍🍼 you did good mama, i’m proud and grateful to you, yourusername. i love you both

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yourusername thank you dada, we love you too 🩷

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yourusername the happiest i’ve ever been 🩷 merci pour tout mon benji. je t'aime toi et eleanor de tout mon coeur. (thank you for everything, my benji. i love you and eleanor with all my heart)

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user several chapters missed but i’m glad to see you so happy y/n 🥹

user i was surprised when they announced she was pregnant, bit i was more surprised to know that they’re married now 😭

user the hand placements of ben 😭

user i’m so alone yall

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user literally went from being dog parents to real parents 🥺🩷

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yourusername darling, don’t you ever grow up... just stay this little. happy birthday my sweet eleanor🩷 mama (with the help of dada) wrote a song for you baby, me and dada loves you sooo much. never grow up out now ✨

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benchilwell growing up too fast, my ellie bear 🥲

user ellie bear... 😭 bens such a girl dad

user stopp im emo im not even a parent

user omg eleanor looks so cute!!

user milks expensive, im too young to be a mum

user my daily mantra every time i see ben or y/n post eleanor

user they have a little ballerina 🥺

user 4 years old already? 😭 time really flew by omg

yourusername i know right 🥺

user y/n and her happy ending 🥺 CURRENTLY TAKING A BATH WITH MY TOASTER RN

[starsomens]

Call me a pervert, but I LIVE for the size difference with Noah (he’s about over a foot taller than me😭)

Ngl I’d be thirsting over here cuz it’s a safe place but if I stand next to him and he fucking towers over me, I’d be nervous as hell and just shut up

I wouldn’t know what to do with myself

Oh no maam that ain’t no perv

That’s a size thing right there

Personally, I feel the same way because in both sexual situations and in general guys who are taller or just in general bigger than me just do something to me, Noah, I believe is about a foot and a half taller than me which is insane but also very hot

[mxrp-official-steve]

hello scott pilgrim anon back for another piece of unsolicited media analysis!

You ever watch the breakfast club? All around a pretty decent movie, but in an odd stroke of fate it always seemed to me that instead of the fans missing the point, the movie missed its own point. I wont bore you with the nitty gritties but in the end of the movie the group of detentioneers write a nice big fuck you letter to principal skinner saying were gonna be whoever we want to be and not change because we dont have to. Yet, the "weird" (she is honestly pretty weird) girl allie only gets treated like a person AFTER they give her a big makeover and she gets to date the jock. Which- like ok maybe if it was self motivated and she WANTED to get a makeover but no the other girl is just like hey were gonna fix you up girl and wam bam thank you maam suddenly footbally mc ball thrower has heart eyes for her. Get fucking real dude damn.

Good talk as always steve ill see ya next week

Oh you mean the part of the movie about being who you wanna be where the rest of the cast force-normies the weird girl?

Yeah that part was weird. Making a movie about how being a misfit is cool where the misfit gets demisfitized is weird.

GREAT flick though, should give it a rewatch tbh.

[secretlysamcro]

Just gonna keep this short and simple. If you're not capable of having a civilized discussion with someone about a show or a character, or can't respect other people's opinions, and you have to resort to blocking someone just for simply having a different opinion from you or liking a character you're not a fan of, then online fanbases and communities aren't for you. Everyone is entitled to their opinion, not everyone is gonna always agree with you or have the same opinions as you. You need to seriously grow up, because it's beyond petty and childish how immature fanbases have become.

First of all, if you’re gonna come for me get your facts right first cause you’re embarrassing yourself. Who blocked anyone???? I don’t even know who the fuck you are. I’m guessing this is cause I laughed about someone getting defensive about Tara? My love, I think you need to grow up it’s really not that deep you’re acting as if I’ve said something to you personally? I laughed on a post about Tara having fans and the person responding”maam, this is a McDonald’s” that’s fucking funny no matter who it was about??? You don’t agree with me? Cool, you don’t have the same opinion as me? Cool? Take your own advice. You’re literally jumping on a post messaging me like she’s your mum. And next time, if you’re gonna come for me with so much vim, do it off anon

[aiysan2]

Chapter 9 'Going Under ' Dabi x reader

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Touya watched the tree croak and fall, the sound of its splitting bark hitting the water was ear-splitting, shocking him out of any thoughts he held. 

If this had been a normal morning and you'd been at the lake, you would've been injured heavily or dead. They needed something better than trees to hide this place otherwise you'd get hurt. He sighed, realising leaving would be a lot easier with the opening the tipped tree offered.

However, he saw something unnaturally big flying in the air, something with red wings on his back and a stupid haircut and jacket. Was that Hawks?

Had his dad sent Hawks to collect him instead of himself? No that couldn't be it, there was a fire on the tree and the festival fire was on the other side of the sect neat the inner forest. He squinted looking at the gap provided by the fallen tree and noticed heroes pouring into the community. 

Had this been another time he'd be happy that his father had finally got the time and put an effort into finding him, he'd probably be content with the outcome of running off this time, but he was a different person now. He had different wants and different needs, right now his priority was making sure you were safe.

He was sure he'd have to find you and protect you from his tyrannical father.

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Fuck why did this have to happen to me?

You cried, your arms hooked under Maame's dragging her limp body from the forest where you found her. She hadn't responded to your calls, your cries or begging, but what you knew she needed was help.

She was a bigger woman than you and it was taking a lot to pull her through the trees, without hurting her more than she had already.

She had to have known that berry wasn't for eating, she was the one who taught you about plants. She had to have known the red pearl-like berry was poisonous and that it could kill and harm. It wasn't time to think about that, she would be fine if you just found help. 

All you need to do is find someone who can help, with a healing quirk or someone who knows how to get rid of poison in the body.

You tripped over, groaning and sniffling from stress. You couldn't lose two people at once, and you couldn't bear it. You huffed, keeping your tears in your eyes as you started again.

Imagine if you hadn't ventured deeper into the woods if you hadn't decided to clear your head, you wouldn't have found your shallow-breathing mother sprawled out on the floor and choking on her own vomit.

"Maame I promise you will be fine, I just need to get you to a doctor or healer and you will be ok," You bit your lip, straining as you dragged her once again, body taken over by fatigue. 

You sucked in a deep breath, it held there indefinitely. Your eyes went wide as you saw what was coming towards the two of you, a large fiery branch thicker than your height and longer than your cabin flew at you. 

You were stunned, a thousand questions going through your mind. Had this branch come from the acre fence, if so how did it get this far, why is it on fire, why is it coming towards me, what if it hurts Maame, is it judgement day, am I going to hell for having sex?

Your body reacted on its own, draping yourself over Maame to protect her face, skin and body. You couldn't allow any harm to reach her before it was her destined time.

You sighed when the branch landed far from the two of you, breaking the smaller trees down with its heavier weight and transferring the fire to the other trees. 

You trembled, thinking you were being shown what your punishment after death would be. Your mother, d̶e̶a̶d̶  passed out in your arms, having no escape from the forest due to the fire surrounding you and about to burn for eternity. 

It happened to your birth mother and now it was going to happen to you.

You wouldn't let the fire stop you, even if you felt choked up and two seconds away from passing out due to stress you wouldn't allow Maame to be injured. You dragged her around the branch, luckily missing the ashen debris of plants and trees and exiting the forest to the residential area.

You would've been safer in the burning forest, it looked like an all-out war.

It looked like the people of your home, your family were fighting, demons. Devilish creatures here to cause distress, wearing strange costumes, with strange gadgets on their body, their quirks in full power as they attack your family.

Couldn't they see your people were defending themselves, yet they were attacking innocent people, what about the children, the animals, our belongings? Lost to the fire, houses lost to the green-haired boy who punches and the girl who produces Satan's weaponry from her body.

Didn't they know that Leilani dreamt of training to become the best fighter the commune had ever seen, or that Iguchi was yet to ask the blue-haired boy with red eyes from the other sect to be his friend? 

They are here to destroy dreams.

The destruction caused by the one with ash blonde hair, his anger and frustration that of a jinn while he happily, pridefully attacked the fighters.

The one with wings cuts Leilani's beautiful long hair, as she defends her home from the intruders—the demon who commands animals to commit treasonous acts against their own will. 

Worst of all the ones with fire, they horrified you, they made your skin itch with hatred. One had hair of fire warning any good person not to come close otherwise she will tempt to sin. Then worst of all Shoto and Endeavour.

"Is that not the man Touya praised in his dream?" You whispered, clutching onto Maame as you thought of your next plan of action.

The two were merciless, pillaging and plundering, setting fire to homes to draw people out like barbarians. If you would say anything, it was that this man was satan himself. An anger present that you hadn't seen before, lashing residents disregarding his humanity to spread his evil.

He was the personification of evil and nemesis of all good people, malevolent forces of pure sin, and Touya was the son of such a creature.

He was larger in person and scarier to look at, fire erupting from his body constantly, to warn disbelievers of what was to come.

You thought of your responsibility, your pet, your child Amaliqah, scared in the pet sanctuary as the fighting split her ears. You thought of the nursery, the babies confused, panicked and traumatised, ears bleeding from the noise.

"We must help protect the animals and children," You told Maame, dragging her body and leaning it against a tree, promising you will come back for her, but need your hands free. 

You ran, through the twisting houses towards the animal shelter. Yet you stood confused, wondering where the shelter was if this tree branch had taken up its space. You stood, ignoring the screamers and runners and beggars and prayers, while you stared at where your frog would stay to sleep squashed under a burning branch the stench of burning skin sickening you. You hunched over, holding the floor as you vomited.

"Y/n I'm so happy I found you, look I can get us out of here, I'll use my fire to protect you and we can just run, nothing bad will come your way I promise, Y/n?" 

You shut your eyes, taking deep breaths while you stood up, trying to calm the awful, strong pounding in your chest. You felt like you were going to die, you were going to die. 

"Leave me be I need to find Maame," You whispered, running past him towards, where you left your mother. 

She was fine, you sighed, everything was intact.

"I need to get her help, she ate something and was sick, you need to help her before you help me, then we need to get the children, the fighters are busy and those with strong quirks, many are too scared to help, we need help. Oh creator, please help, please make sure Amaliqah is ok and Maame gets the help she needs...."

Touya looked at Maame and she looked, well, dead. Her skin had paled, her face had lost elasticity almost sagging and her eyes were blank and open, her mouth covered in vomit.

"Y/n she's dead." He told you as you began trying to drag her again. You didn't stop still muttering to yourself a plan on how you could save everyone there but you were dragging a dead body around like a mad woman. 

"Y/n?"

" Stop talking and help me,"

"She's dead," 

"How can she be?" You asked, successfully dragging her around aimlessly, not seeing logic in what Touya was saying.

"Look at her y/n she's dead," 

You looked down, glancing over her features properly, and let a few tears leave your lash line. Of course, you knew she was dead but you couldn't leave her, and she wasn't allowed to leave you.

"What do you want me to do, leave her so her body can be taken by the devilish flames of that man?!" You snapped, realising that you had surrounded yourself by Dabi and his poison.

"Calm down, I'm not the one who killed her,"

How could he say something so cruel? No it all made sense now, he had tempted you with the evil he shares with his father.

"Is that man your father?" You pointed at the sky, to the broad man surrounded by fire.

"Yeh," He answered, creeped out by the sudden chill in your tone.

"Of course, he gave you his fire and you hold his evil inside you,"

"Where is this coming from?" He asked, reaching his hand to you like you would do to him, he always liked it when you slid your hands over his, but you pushed him away by his chest, making him topple onto the floor.

"Do not touch me dirty child of the devil!" You spat. You shut your eyes tightly taking a deep breath as you decided to leave your mother giving her a lovely view of her home being destroyed.

"Y/n please," He whispered, sensing pure hatred from you Touya hadn't felt the grief of death and he wasn't one to be an empath but with you, he could read you like a book, and you despised him, " touch me and you'll see that I still dream of you," He offered stretching his hands out for you to take.

"You do not dream of me, you do not love me, you see me as an appendage to spread your satanic ideals, and you have tricked me to complete your tasks before calling your father that you conveniently hate. I wish for you to leave me be I do not wish to be with you."

Touya was going to cry, he could feel blood pooling in his eyes as he allowed them to fill his eyes, but he was just met with a grimace from you.

"You even cry tears from hell, you are a devilish creature, I shouldn't even be interacting with you."

"Was I devilish in my dream the one where I married you, was I so grotesque there?" He asked, almost on his way to tweak out, you couldn't dump him like his father, you were meant to be forever. He had promised himself he'd marry you as soon as you guys left, going straight to a courthouse to sign documents.

"I do not know what powers you possess, that is how jinns tempt you, they show you something you cannot refuse before taking you down to hell fire with them, and you have tricked me well. I believed you were mine, yet you were here to make me fall into the sin of lust again, so our creator can give me a just punishment just like my whore mother, you have made me a whore Dabi,"

"That's not true-"

"Oh my gosh. Dabi. How didn't I know from the start the name you've branded yourself with i knew it sounded familiar, cremation, you have come to do it to me specifically," Your jaw was slack, eyes wide as you panicked thinking it was already your time and who else could it be by if not by the one you loved.

"I promise you I'm not. You need to calm down Y/n you're just shocked, your guardian has just died you're grieving you need to sit down,"

"Stop speaking to me like that. You are an enemy of Swarga, an enemy of me leave me be."

Touya watched you walk away, he wanted to break down and cry, he wanted to scream he wanted to chase after you but he couldn't seem to move so all he did was walk away.

You would go for the children first then, you would check the animals again, check if Amaliqah is alive, or maybe it was better she was dead because her beloved lake now held a tree polluting the clear waters with soot and CO2. She wouldn't like that very much.

You wanted nothing to do with that scum. You wished you hadn't met him, then you would be content with your life here, you would've kept your hymen intact for 7 years more, and you would've been happy taking care of your sect and leading prayer.

So why were you now regretting the words you spewed to him, why did you miss your mornings by the lake and why were you thinking about all the questions you didn't get a chance to ask him?

"Hello, are you Y/n?" You turned to the direction you heard the voice, a teenager with purple hair, and tired eyes looking in your direction while he stood unaffected by the firey branch he was perching on.

" I must get the children I'm not in the mood for any conve-"

Why can't I move?

"Are you Y/n?" 

"Yes," You answered, your soul stuttering at the lack of use of your body. You feared this outsider would take advantage of your body. His quirk acting like a bodily control - truth quirk. 

"You're under arrest, come with me please."

To your surprise you followed, confusion filling your body as you walked out.

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[4imhry]

#love struck!!

soccercap!jake x fem!reader

SYPNOSIS: you left your phone under your desk :) with your mind flooded with negative thoughts and your anxious level rising hastily, your self consciousness dropped to 0 and being an idiot you are, you decided to run across the football field where the players were training before a thud was enough to send you flopped on the ground. your undying crush for the so called soccer captain, sim jake since your freshman year smouldered when he came to your rescue.

GENRE: fluff,angst,comfort!

FEATURING: yeonjuntxt!, hyunjinstraykids!, hyeinnewjeans!

WORDCOUNT: 5.5 k words

“WHAT IF IT GOT STOLEN?!”

you grunted in frustration, hair ruffled and you didn’t care you didn’t look at your best condition right now. was the last of school before summer break and all the students were too excited, leaping on their feet as they got out of their classes including you—causing your most beloved item got left behind.

of course, you headed back to school at 5pm, with puffy eyes and red nose from crying out worry.

“don’t worry too much about it, y/n.” hyein your best friend made a decision to accompany you. “we’re the last ones to get out of class, remember? there’s no one else except us.” she rubbed the small space on your back in attempt to comfort you. her face soften when you gave her a small nodd.

you’re aware of how you look like but you didn’t care. you knew how the soccer jocks training around at this hour however you didn’t do much effort of dressing to impress because your mind was focused on retrieving your phone back.

based on information you gathered from your friends, they were just like what the students kept gossiping about, collecting girls left and right. besides, you didn’t have a crush on any of them. right?

with your cat beanie on and a white cardigan as an outerwear , a white T-shirt underneath paired with a brown plaid pants. you lazily dragged your feet on the ground, sighing at the fact your class was located across soccer field, which made it far from any other classes.

“the cat beanie looks so cute on you omg I bet the footballers will cooed over you.” hyein nudged her shoulder against yours, a wide grin plastered on her lips. “especially jake–”

“excuse me maam. that’s an old story. I don’t have a crush on him anymore.” you formed your lips into a thin line, your voice straining a bit.

“you don’t. but what if he still does?” hyein teased even further, wiggling her eyebrows. she knew your crush for the soccer captain didn’t die too easily.

“he kissed you during your first year of highschool, and I WITNESSED IT.” she crossed her arms as she wore a smug expression.

“it was accidental. can you please not–”

“how can it be accidental when he literally pulled you for a kiss in the library–HEY!”

you grunted and you headed towards the soccer field where the soccer players were training. it’s the only shortcut to your classroom you knew since it was located across the field.

“Y/N WHAT THE FUCK ARE U DOING.” you acted out of your mind recklessly,ignored hyein’s shout and pick up your pace, running pass the boys who had their eyes on you, wandering why a girl sprinted across the field rather than use the corridor.

but what you’re not expecting was something hit your head with a hard impact it instantly made you fell and weakly flopped on the ground, spraining your ankle in process. you barely moved your ankle but a light movement was enough to make you wince in pain. your glanced at the cat beanie which flew off your head and it was out of reach for you to take hold of it.

just then, you heard footsteps approaching you, some of them kept muttering “are you alright?” “are you okay?” and some of them cussed out the person who accidentally threw the ball at a girl. “does she look like a goal to you?” “you’re going to be at the bench next time.” “bruh, can’t you kick straight?”

familiar faces began swarming you and you sighed at the fact you got them diverted their attention to you instead of continue training and pretend like nothing happened. the others already retreated and resumed their training but jake’s best friends, jay and sunghoon stayed.

jay and sunghoon kept ruffling your head here and there, showering you with comforting words as if it can ease the pain.

“y/n? are you alright?” you recognised that voice. he jogged towards you and crouched. the honey like voice kept ringing in your ears. he immediately inspected how worse your injury was. his attention then went to your face, scanning your reaction when he carefully wrap his finger around your ankle.

you whimpered from the pain suddenly pricking against your skin. his face instantly fell. he was quick to guess that this wasn’t just a light sprained ankle. he put a strand of your hair behind yor ear to take a glimpse of your face properly.

you could feel his gaze on you and you felt intimidated when he kept staring at you face for a good minute. “this is nothing. I should get going.” you grabbed his wrist and put it on his lap before it gets to touch your forehead, his eyes flickered to you, whose eyes kept avoiding at him when he was directly in-front of you.

“this is nothing?” he sternly repeated your words in disbelief.

“what do you mean? this is bad. like really bad.” you could see his jaw twitch for a sec as he turned his head to the person who did this to you. you had no reason why he was so worked up over a bruise.

jay and sunghoon exchange a knowing look to each other with a mischievous smile.

“sir, may I bring her to the infirmary real quick?” his coach nodded as a sign of approval. jake turned to you with his puppy like smile and a slight tilt of his head. you have no idea what he was hinting about until he slipped his arm around your waist and another under your knee causing you to let out a small gasp.

you cussed under your breath, hiding at the crook of his neck, flustered by the boy’s sudden action. jake chuckled at the way you act. “cute.” you thought you misheard things so you shrugged it off. blood rushing to your cheeks as you can feel the way his sweat on his body kept you close to his body, his skin came in contact with yours.

“uh..” your eyes fell on the cat beanie which was not too far from jake’s feet. he followed the trail of your vision and effortlessly picked it up despite holding you. the thought of his strong bulky arms wrapped around your body drove you insane. he handed it to you and you were quick to snatch it from his grasp.

jay and sunghoon hollered at the two of you and the other chaotic guys you recognised which were yeonjun and hyunjin joined them, adding more chaos before both of you disappeared from their sight.

hyein watched as the scene unfolded before her and cupped her mouth before letting out a shriek of joy. oh boy, as a devoted fanfic reader, she was thrilled for her best friend’s behalf.

you tap on his shoulder multiple times, signaling him to put you down. “there’s no need for you to do this, jake.” you whispered. he turned his head to your direction, causing you to look nowhere but his eyes.

“hm?” he bit on his lip, his voice coming out softer than you thought. the latter was trying to prevent a smile from forming. how he loved the way his name rolled off your tongue. it made him felt giddy on the inside.

“I said put me down, jake. this is embarrassing.” you almost stammered on your words due to the close proximity with the soccer captain.

“what if I don’t want to?” he smirked, pleased with how his gesture still had an impact on you.

you huffed in frustration for having to deal with him like this. first, your goal to retrieve your phone is delayed because of this gentleman’s sweet gesture which made your unfortunate undying crush for him smouldered even more. second, he made an entrance into your life again by showing you a simple gesture that melts you in milliseconds and carry you in a bridal style?

it’s fucking sim jaeyun. you folded for him for again for the second time in your life in which you thought would never happen again.

“put.me.down.please.” you added more pressure on your words, not breaking the eye contact, starting to get annoyed but it seems like jake finds you adorable looking all grumpy like this. he chuckled at the way you act. you began to wonder what was amusing about this whole situation.

he playfully shake his head. you just want to retrieve your goddamn phone.

his charming smile never wore off. it annoyed you so much because made your heart wants to leap out of your chest. his eyes then averted to the cat beanie you had tightly in your grasp.

you noticed where he looked at and clutched it even tighter. you rolled your eyes, pink tint crept up to your cheeks at the thought of him finding you childish for wearing such a thing however jake founded it rather endearing.

you sighed in defeat when he showed no sign of putting you down anytime soon and let him carried you to the infirmary room. his man strength combined with his longtime experience playing soccer is no match for you.

he carefully put you down on a countertop near the window. he stood between your dangling legs, took an ice pack from the freezer (?), took a clean handkerchief and wrapped around it before pressing it lightly on your ankle.

you shut your eyes at the cold feeling hitting your skin but then you open your eyes when the cold feeling disappeared. you watched him grabbed the nearest chair and placed the chair in front you before settled down on it. “put both of your legs on the countertop.”

you do as what he has told. you blushed at the thought of being in here, alone with the school’s hottest jock, your childhood crush and your first love, Jake sim and here he was, taking care of your well being at the moment, occasionally stealing glances at you.

after a long silence, he spoke up. “what’s with the rush, y/n? why did you run across the soccer field out of nowhere?” a subtle smile appeared on his charming features, reminiscing the way you sprinted across the field and (cutely) flopped onto the ground.

there’s a hint of hesitation in your voice, afraid it would came out sounding dumb. “i…i was just going to retrieve my phone. I left it under the desk.” you fear about a person with a high status like him would assume things with the statement you stated for instance, being too clumsy with things and forgetful.

“it seems like my y/n is still clumsy with things.” he mumbled, and you blushed furiously at the endearment. it wasn’t like he did it on purpose. it was just how he called your name in third person whenever he mentioned about you to others back then or even infrequently, labeled you that way whenever he compliments you.

he got stick to it and eventually became a habit.

“my y/n can build a huge sandcastle!” he bragged about her to the kids next to them, slung an arm around your shoulder and also step a side abit to give them a view of the sandcastle you just made at 7.

“my y/n is a great baker!” he complimented you infront of his friends before popping the cookie into his mouth. his friends groaned again when he complimented you for the 127364738382th times of the day and you who settled a seat beside him during recess was having the time of your life, seeing them faking a nap, puking and etc. both of you were 8.

“my y/n said this blue pyjama suits me.” your mother and jake’s mother cooed at Jake’s words and diverted their attention you who was blushing madly the whole time. at 9, you had a sleepover at jake’s countless of times.

“my y/n is so pretty, isn’t she?” he said, stating it loudly to the boy next to him, knowing sunghoon has a small crush on you. you were cutting your cake, flashing smiles to the people surrounding you to take pictures at 10.

“you should tuck this flower carefully into your hair like this.” he muttered. “cute.” jake leaded you to a flower shop after you got back from school, pricked a flower and placed it behind your ear. at 11, your heart somehow started to feel this weird, tingly feeling whenever he was around.

“y/n! I bought your favourite ice cream!” you sprinted downstairs, engulfing in a bear hug before taking the ice cream from his head. “h-hi.” a slight tint crept up his cheeks, flustered by your sudden gesture. at 12, jake realised he didn’t liked you. he loved you.

“oh.fuck.” he smacked his forehead, remembering all the classroom’s doors will be locked by the security by 7pm. he fished out his phone and glanced at the time. you squinted your eyes, not being able to decipher what he was trying to do, his eyes focused on the screen and his fingers seemed busy typing swiftly.

you watched the way a few strands of his hair simply fell onto his head breathtakingly with a slight movement. it made him look more captivating than he was before. he ran through his hair with his fingers and observed it the way it softly flopped. so pretty.

he averted his attention back to you as he slipped his phone back into his pocket, catching your gaze intensely staring at him. he giggled a little at your hilarious attempt to hide your urge to stare. your eyes immediately found the cream coloured concrete interesting.

“i asked sunghoon to get it for you.” he began, picked up the ice pack and lightly pressed it on your ankle.

“ there’s no need—”

he took his hand out, signalling you to stop resisting his help. “you wanna go walk to class with that sprained ankle? you would get home by tomorrow.” he strictly added.

“fine.” you bite the inside of your cheek. you don’t want to argue with him any further.

“anyways, how’s everyone doing?” he referred to your parents, one of his habits to ask about whenever he initiated a conversation since both of you practically grew up together.

your eyes widen a bit. reminiscing to how close both of you before it happened.

just like how it was.

“everyone is doing fine.” a smile tugged at your lips. “how about your parents?”

“everyone is doing great i guess.”

“how about layla?”

at the mention of his beloved dog, his lips formed into a wide smile. “she’s doing great too.”

again, silence filled the room and you didn’t want to do anything other than letting the ground swallow you whole because being in a room with a guy you had your accidental kiss 4 years ago guaranteed was not one of your best moments.

both of you did talk to each other at a certain occasion for instance family dinner, birthday party, etc. and that was it. except there’s no more late night walks or playing board games together. it was as if both you cut ties after the scenario happened.

he kept throwing glances at you but you made it seem like you were unbothered, eyes fixed on the view before you whereas you’re screaming internally for all of this to end soon. was there something on your face? is he secretly judging you for being clusmy?

jake couldn’t get enough of you actually. he was dying to finish what he started that day but seeing the way you avoided him caused him to lack courage from explaining himself. 2 years after, he decided to talk to you but as always, you avoided him—even just a mere eye contact.

and now, he wasn’t going to let the opportunity slipped that easily.

“why do you keep avoiding me?” your breath hitched at the sudden change of topic. you can feel the atmosphere change as well, suddenly heavy and tense.

“avoiding you.” you let out a forced laugh. “what do you mean?”

“you know what I mean, y/n.” it barely sounded like a whisper but it was loud enough for you to hear, sending chills down to your spine.

“tell me why you avoided me ever since the kiss happened.”

“huh?”

“why did you pretended like nothing happened? why wouldn’t you even talk to me? why…” he bit his lip, afraid he came out too desperate. “why you acted like there’s nothing happen between us?”

your lips instinctively parted at his words, realisation begin to hit you. does that mean your overthinking and the tears you let out after all these years were just nothing but a waste? does that mean your heart which strongly yearns for him every time you laid your eyes on him weren’t just one sided?

it’s as if jake can read your expression, he added, “the kiss.” he got up from his chair, your eyes fell onto his feet sluggishly approaching you. you hastily curled up, pulling your knees to your chest.

“it wasn’t just a kiss. it’s a kiss which meant.” a grin made its way to his ethereal features. “I reciprocated your feelings, y/n.” he whispered, his fingers brushed away the strands of your hair that cover your eyes.

he knew. he knew about your feelings for him, it’s just in his bold nature made him confess to you that way. therefore, he thought the sudden gesture scared you away. not long after that day, he learned from your friends you thought he was in some kind of bet.

his involvement in school higher authorities, top notch grades sold that off to you. he was kind of hurt when you thought of him as the typical jock who make people below their level as some kind of joke.

he wasn’t like that and he didn’t like it.

“no, you don’t,” your eyes averted from his, fidgeting with your fingers. he inched closer to you, his hand went to your cheek, softly caressing it. you words resisted him yet you melted at his touch.

your tensed body loosen up and your hand hesitantly went to stroke his tenderly. a small smile tugged on his lips when your eyes met his again.

he missed you. missed being this close to you. missed being intimate with you. it’s insane how a simple gesture from you was enough to make him go insane.

“yes, i do.” he muttered, jake’s eyes not leaving yours.

multiple knocks caught you and jake’s attention, breaking the heavy atmosphere building up in the confined space. you laid your eyes on sunghoon who gulped at the sight both of you being close to each other.

the pale skinned boy cleared his throat and handed your phone to jake before excusing himself. “I told hyein to not wait for you because I assumed jake will be taking you home.” jake gave his mate a pat on the shoulder as a sign of gratitude and sunghoon returned him a brief grin.

sunghoon knew his best friend’s complexion so well, he decided to take one step ahead.

everything was going too fast for you. jake carried you to the infirmary room, voiced out his heartfelt confession and sunghoon just announced he told your bestfriend to leave because he assumed jake would be taking you home later on? unbelievable.

you mumbled what the hell in disbelief as you watch jake walked towards you, the infamous puppy like smile spread on his face, handing out your phone to you.“thank you.” a slight skin contact sending sparks, it pricks through your whole body, it made you want to dart out from this room but a part of you wanted to stay in here, with him, letting out your deepest desire you have been wanting to speak out every since that day.

“you’re welcome.” he took a strand of your hair, twirled it around his finger. you let out a sharp breath. you can’t stand being around this man for too long, it weakens you.

“why so tense? it’s just me, y/n.” he mumbled, kissing the strands of it, his gaze piercing yours.

“i have never been this close to you for so long.” you let your legs fell beside him. “it’s awkward for me to do so.” your voice came out softer.

“but i,m still the same person you’re friends with over these years, the one you had your countless sleepovers with almost every night.” it sent you into a fit of giggles and jake laughed, in the midst of it, his heart were throbbing painfully knowing that you were still the person he used to know.

“remember when your mom always brought us warm cookies and milk to your room before we go to bed?it’s sweet just the way I like it.” you moaned at the thought, reminiscing the good times when both of you giggled when his mom came into jake’s bedroom with a tray of cookies and two glasses of milk with a huge smile.

“oh my god you still remember that? i thought you would have forgotten about it.” jake pouted which enough to melt all your worries away.

“how can I forget about that, you idiot?” you playfully punched his forearm and it tensed instinctively when you hit, causing you to widen your eyes.

“whatthefucksimjaeyun.” you breathed out, a sweet laughed erupted from his lips.

“working on my sleeper build so I can impress you and it seems like i have done a great job.” the corner of his lips curled up into a smirk. “i impressed you did i?”

“that’s just my reflex. don’t get your hopes up. i knew you’re muscly under this jersey but i have gotten used to the jocks antics of being fit from all those laps and gym session all of you were doing–”

“you’re so cute when you ramble.” he blurted out, cutting you off. from his point of view, you were indeed the cutest person alive, with that boop-able nose, that plump pink lips and the doe eyes he loved getting loss in, he just wanted to cuddle up with you and get under the covers, watching old rom coms like both of you used to.

“pardon?” he shake his head, his hair moving cutely with light movements. you resisted the urge to hug him right then and there.

“by the way, just saying that I still use the mug you gave me.” he stand beside you, with another arm on the countertop, balancing his posture while his eyes seem to be lost in yours a few hours ago.

“what mug?” you were genuinely confused, not being able to recall the memory.

“your favourite mug, silly.” he booped your nose adoringly. “the one you gave me for my birthday.”

“no way. you still use it?” you looked at him in disbelief, pint tint crept to your cheeks at this newly received information. your crush still use the mug you gave him as a present 5 years ago. not gonna lie, your heart was gonna burst at the thought he adore you as much as you do.

“daily.” he replied smugly as if it was the most difficult thing to be achieved in the world.

“no way.”

“yes way.” he wiggled his eyebrows playfully.

“that was so embarrassing.” you sheepishly buried your face in your palms. “i should smack the heck out of the twelve year old me because who would give their friend a second handed mug as a gift.” you grunted at the memory, wanting to erase every second of it from your brain.

“i,m sorry, jaeyun.” he got taken aback when you used his other name, meaning you meant what you said earlier. he waved his hands infront of you in denial.

“no apologies. I appreciate the mug a lot.” his laugh tickling your ears. “it reminds me of you during our detachment. well, it kind of helps me with my longing to be near you.”

he took the cat beanie which unknowingly slipped from your grasp beside you, and placed it on your head. giving it a light pat, smoothen its placement on your head and took a step back to observed you in awe.

he sighed in acknowledgment at how deep he is in love with the person before him.

“somehow, it made me like you even more.”

“like me even more?” you teased, leaning towards him, close enough for your noses to nuzzle against the other. you had no idea where the confidence come from but his confessions made you become bolder.

he hummed in response, his doe eyes glinted as he stare into yours.

a chuckle erupted from your pretty lips and that was all it took for him to lurch forward, smoothly wrapping his hand around your waist, burying his face in the crook of your neck. your face were blushing furiously from his sudden gesture.

“jake…” you gradually wrapped your arm around his neck, feeling comfort and warmth spreading to your whole body when his body collide with yours.

“why are you so fucking dense when you were younger? can you just screw into that little head of yours of the fact that I like you.” he murmured, his breath fanning your neck. “so much.”

you were about too burst from being overwhelmed. jake was always this soft with you, protective and loving with you but you never experienced this more intimate and clingy side of him before.

“I don’t know. i guess i am way too dense back then.”your hand traveled to his hair, running your hands through his brown strands and he let out a hum, finally feeling some sense of peace and relief when he got to engulf the girl he had been longing for in a hug.

“or I,m just too afraid to be rejected.” you confessed. “everyone basically got heart eyes for you since we enrolled into primary, jaeyun.” you eyes roamed elsewhere, not daring to look into his piercing gaze who can read you through like a book.

“that’s why i stick to the safe zone. i decided to be your friend. nothing more. nothing else.” you smiled weakly. jake’s eyes soften brought his hand to your face and cup it, caressing your redden cheeks softly when he noticed your eyes getting teary. he has no idea you had bundled up a lot of your worries and concerns you had from the unrequited love without knowing the feeling is mutual all along.

“and I thought i would rather be your best mate forever because my love for you is one sided.”

a tear prickled from your left eye. “i,m not risking to ruin our friendship because I love you so much. i can’t handle the thought of not seeing your presence ever again when you eventually learned your best friend loves you.” tears began streaming down your face, you hastily unwrapped your arms from his neck, losing the strength to look at his face as you bawled your eyes out.

jake wiped your tears with his thumbs delicately, his heart breaking watching the person he absolutely adore cry her heart out.

“i,m too dumb for thinking that kiss was all apart of a stupid bet.” you scoffed at yourself for thinking such a thing. it can’t be helped when your bestfriend is an attractive young man. therefore, assuming he had a higher standards of his own to have a particular someone to be his significant other.

“your speculations turned out to be false, love.” he wiped your tear-stained face lovingly. jake being a lover boy he is, find you at an angelic looking state even when you ugly cried before him. runny nose, puffy eyes, your eyes glistening with tears which resembled crystals defining your beauty even more.

“I,m sorry, jaeyun.” you felt your throat closing up. he founded himself sobbing internally when you mentioned his other name. usually used in an excruciating situation for instance, the current position.

“don’t apologise, sweetheart. it’s my fault for not explaining myself a day after that. I shouldn’t have let you doubt about it.” he whispered, his eyes darting all over your face, imprinting in his brain how ethereal you looked right now.

“i-i..” you hiccuped between your sentences. he pulled you into his embrace again in a attempt to comfort you, sensing you had another breakdown coming soon. he went to bury his head in your neck, humming softly and whispered sweet nothings to calm you down which eventually worked.

“shh..” he looked close to tears yet he held himself back from breaking down as well since he knew it would be resulting you crying even harder.

you pulled yourself from his embrace, pinching his cheeks cheekily before placing a chaste kiss on his plump lips, “i love you.”

his heart almost stopped upon hearing the word came out from your lips. it leave the boy speechless, a wide grin spread on his features soon after.

“i love you more.” only god knows how much his heart swelled hearing those three simple words from you. he was beyond happy.

he can’t wait to treat you like a gentleman he is, pampering you in kisses, cuddles and give his full attention to you 24/7. he was that whipped for you. you clearly had no idea you’re the only hes willing spend to look at with love-struck looking eyes.

he brought both of your hands into his, squeezing it before stroke it gently with his thumbs. “you don’t know how happy you made me.” he smiled like there was no tomorrow and you chuckled at the effect you had on him.

“enough with this rom coms shit, jake sim.” a tall boy appeared, his voice purposely high pitched to annoy the team captain.” it’s 6:55pm already. you don’t want to spend the night here, don’t you?” yeonjun teased, the corner of his lips tugged with a smirk, his arm slung around one of his teammate, jay.

both of you looked at each other before letting out a light chuckle. “don’t you see you’re disturbing something here, choi yeonjun. you don’t want to be at the bench for the whole season, don’t you?” jake taunted with a mischievous smile.

“right. i heard hyunjin called for me.” he turned around, instinctively detached his arm from jay’s shoulder and sprinted to the other direction. jay shake his head at the boy’s behavior and ran after him, picking up his face before disappearing from your sight.

“sorry. they have always been like this.” jake awkwardly scratched his head.

“nah, I will get used to that.” you clicked your tongue.

“hmm, what now?” he once again took your hand into his, entwining it together because he just loved the feeling of your palm against his.

“how about taking me home?” you tilted your head cutely, making him almost melt at the sight. he cooed before fixing the cat beanie on your head.

“sure but how about we stopped by at the cafe down the road to celebrate.” he baby talked.

“celebrate? for what?” you furrowed your eyebrows. he smirked cockily, placing a long soft kiss on your lips before pulling away. he then said something which you wasn’t expecting at all.

“you’re my girlfriend now. shouldn’t we celebrate that?”

[soclonely]

what about…the clones as people you’d see in the airport at 3pm on a tuesday*?

*assuming non-holiday week

This is ironic because next Tuesday I will be at the airport at 3pm on a work trip! Are you secretly my boss? 👀 If so, I deserve a raise!

Rex- Carrying coffee around for hours. Has probably hit starbucks 4 different times already and their wait time for their flight is only 2 hours

Echo- An oddly specific one. Blonde haired, messy bunned girl wearing a white t-shirt, black athetic shorts OR grey sweatpants, wearing birkenstocks, carrying a vera bradley backpack and a rolling bag, with her travel pillow hanging around her neck. I see them every time! Just pure absolute comfort

Fives- that one asshole sleeping on the ground with their legs sticking out and their hood up.

Jesse- Deer in headlights, first time traveler who has a PAPER TICKET with them. Bless these adults

Kix- The person whose phone is cranked up and they are talking and laughing loudly on it as they wander

Tup- no hesitation business traveler who has no problem running you over on the moving sidewalk to get to the business lounge.

Dogma- mentions to the clerk they have preboarding like 5 different times and asks to make sure they will be first to let on

Hardcase- the bachelorette party coming back from an extended weekend in Miami.. literally the worst flight experience of my life

Coric- The person running across 4 terminals with all of their belongings to catch their next flight because they thought flying into atlanta with only an hour between flights was plenty of time

Bly- the annoying couple walking in front of you slowly with their wheelie bags and holding onto one another. If you miss your flight because of them its totally okay to steal their wedding rings.

99- the airport worker in the golf cart. idk why, but hes always there

Cody- Flight attendants/pilots that are quickly shuffling around the airport to their next flight. they travel in a fucking pack

Waxer/Boil- Mom with a toddler who cannot keep them entertained. pushing them around the airport in a stroller, giving them constant snacks and toys, and having to watch them pick it up everytime their child throws it and cackles

Wolffe- The very tired customer service rep at the flight desk.

Boost/Sinker- Same as Kix BUT sitting next to you at the gate while waiting for your flight

Hunter- The dad who thought it would be cheaper to take a family trip in the middle of the week so him, his wife, and their five kids are going through checklists, looking at pamphlets, and talking while they wait to board.

Wrecker- The loud kid asking everyone questions and running all over the terminal while their parents just ignore it.

Tech- The dude sitting right in the middle of the outlet area near your gate and hogging the whole fucking table. I hate these guys

Crosshair- The group of people who bought plane tickets, but did not reserve their seats so they are now asking everyone at the gate if they will trade so they can sit next to their friends. No maam I paid an extra few $$ to pick my seat I will not trade you.

Omega- The influencer. Look, I love Omega but there is some serious influencer vibes there. selfies all over the airport

Howzer- the security guard that keeps following me around. I know I didnt do anything illegal but seeing the same one over and over again keeps making me second guess myself. like i dunno AM i actually smuggling drugs?

Fox- The group of guys sitting at the airport bar!

Gregor- The man with literally all the snacks. Seeing him at every convenience store in the airport (thats me)

[askinkiskarma]

‘You have made me feel like the worst person in the world, for leaving, for lying to you. But what the fuck have you done, huh? You lied to me about dying, for weeks! About dying! What, was I supposed to find you dead one day and that was it? That was what I deserved from you, after all the blood, sweat and tears I gave you? You said I took your choice away. You wouldn’t have even given me a choice to say goodbye to the love of my life before you fucking died!’

mm excuse me maam how dare you make me cry in the middle of the night?! I feel sad that I wasn’t able to read this as it was coming out because I feel like the anticipation of not knowing where you were going to take this story would have driven me up the wall! So so good, bravo, can’t wait to read the rest

OMG illicit affairs my first child! The firstborn, the Neteyam of the family and secretly my favourite child (although i love them all dearly)

I’m so happy you’re enjoying it bestie!! I remember writing Chapter VIII, Omg it hurt!! Please do let me know how you find the next chapters 🥰🥰

[shadywizardsublime]

My own personal hell.

I get to live it everyday, at least for the next 33 days. But I’ve already been stuck here for over 3 months. Everyone always says “things could be worse”. HOW?! I’m the only one who misses home, but it was my home.

Now we’re in yours and I’m trying to adjust I really am.

You work your ass off everyday to make ends meet for all of us.

It’s not you. It’s her. I don’t think I’m supposed to be around her this much. Everything she fucking says pisses me off. From the unsolicited medical advice, the dumbest fucking questions at 7:02 in the morning, repeating myself over and over and OVER just to never be heard. So what’s the point? I’m shutting down mentally. Because there’s no point.

It’s my own personal hell.

“Do you know how a spoon could’ve gotten melted?

You should really work on getting more sleep

In 3 weeks we’re gonna have a baby (no maam, we are not you)

Did they eat?”

So.many.fucking.questions.

Pregnancy rage is real and I’m feeling all of it. I haven’t felt this many emotions since my first period 17 years ago. It’s like I can’t control my anger, or my sadness. God the crying.

I’m not used to crying.

I think about how many heartbeats are under one roof. How the geriatric dog just shits and pisses everywhere. Can’t wait to have a newborn, running to the bathroom and walk through a pile of fresh hot piss at 3am. I’ll probably get questioned why I was even up that early then too. All day, my brain goes round and round and round. That’s all I have to do. Think. Over think. Make myself mad, make myself sad. Then I have to focus on changing my mindset to positive thoughts. I’m trying here. But this isn’t my home.

Not yet.

It’s my own personal hell. 33 more days.

[blackrosesfanfic]

Chapter 267

Cammie

I left Lane up putting him on my shoulders. Let's see if we can get Trey's attention. I didn't tell anyone we were coming. I have a female bodyguard in the audience with me. Lane was surprisingly okay with all the people.

"Oh my fucking gosh." The person next to me says making herself taller. "Little Trey Songz."

"Please maam." Emma says tapping the girl.

I look up at Lane. He was waving to the stage. Trey walks over in the middle of the song. He sings a bit then he jumps off the stage out of nowhere. The crowd gasps. It was too sudden to be a part of the show. Everyone starts making a fuss. Somebody reaches up taking Lane. I spin around. He's passed up two people. I stand on my toes. A few seconds later Lane was up on stage followed by Trey. How they just gonna fucking take my fucking son like that. Everybody in front of me turns around looking at me. I look back at them like what. Trey sings with Lane in his arms. Lane was watching everybody. I'm surprised he not crying.

"I love you." Someone says to me.

"You love me?" I ask confused.

She hugs herself. "Can I take a picture?"

I shrug. "Yeah."

"Thank you. I love you so much." She says taking the picture of me then a selfie.

I thought I would be able to blend in with the crowd like I used to but it was quickly starting to turn into a selfie party. The crowd is moved and Buggiz comes up to me shaking his head. He let's one more person take a picture then he moves me through the crowd where he came from. I hug him as he tries to help me up the stairs. He starts walking with me hugging him.

"I miss you."

"You retarded." Is all he says.

He unlocks a door walking through it to the backstage area. I kiss his cheek then put my hands on my hips looking around. Where are we? He starts walking. I walk behind him until I hear my son. I push pass him and run to where I hear Lane talking.

"No. No." Lane says. "That one."

"This one?"

"Put it on." Lane demands. "This."

Trey laughs. "Okay. Give it here."

I walk into the room. Lane is standing up on the couch flipping through Trey's clothing rack. I chuckle. I'm pushed into the room more then the door closes behind me. Trey smiles at me before he even looks at me. I smile harder.

"Thank you." He says then changes his shirt. "This the right shirt?"

"Yes." Lane says putting a hat on his head. "Taden at the room."

Trey smiles at him. "Caden at the room? You left Caden by himself?"

Lane snatches the hat off. "No man."

"No?" Trey laughs. "Who with Caden then?"

"Grandma got Taden. Grandma take Caden in the room."

Trey comes over to me. He had a straight face. Lane is steady talking about Caden and being left in the room with his grandma. Trey grabs my hips and smiles really hard at me. He just stares at me for a few seconds. I kiss him. There's a tap on the door then it opens.

"Trey... oh hey family." CiCi says.

"Caden came?" Trey asks.

I roll my eyes. "Lane was whining about me coming to get him. Me, Caden, and Amber went to get Lane. Your grandma..."

"Don't do that." Trey says rubbing my side.

"Tremaine she locked herself in a room with my son."

Trey chuckles a bit then stops. "It's not funny but Jay... come on."

I roll my eyes. "I was going to miss you so I just left him. But now I can't go with you to New York because I have to get milk to him. You know how he is about the bottle two days in a row."

"He is spoiled." Trey kisses me. "Lane you coming to New York with me?"

"I know that is. I not." He snatches the hat off again. "Daddy I go."

Trey kisses me. "I got my talkative buddy."

"Can you believe that Marco..."

"Who the hell is that?"

"Can you believe Hydia husband fucking some stripper and this other girl. Fucking ridiculous. What the fuck does marriage even mean?"

Trey kisses me. "It takes a lot of women to equal up to that one. Jayla I'm sorry. Don't go giving her advice like you in her shoes. It wasn't even like that."

I nod. "I know. It still passes me off just the same. I just wanted to vent about it. I'm not comparing it to me or nothing."

"Yes the hell you was. Men ain't shit. Fuck them bitches." He whispers in my face. "I'll have someone bring Caden to New York okay? So we can all be together."

"No I'm not about to be stressing about my baby on a plane without me."

He kisses me. "Well send him some milk on the plane. Ma's got him."

"Umm..." I blow.

"Umm." He kisses me. "CiCi? What we doing?"

"Calling the family and going to the hotel room to whine about missing them." She shrugs acting like she fighting Lane.

Trey kisses my neck. "I'm trying to hold my news but... I cant."

"You make a million dollars a year?" I say like I'm excited.

"I got the title of my album approved along with the first single."

I smile. "Titled Jayla."

"Forever Jayla." Lane laughs squeezing between us. "Mommy you say Jayla?"

"Yes, Lane."

Trey picks Lane up. "It is Jayla. Forever is the song being released next month."

I giggle. "That's a cute idea but what is it really?"

"CiCi?"

She hands me a iPad. There's a picture of our hands from our wedding photos. I drop the iPad to my side and cover my mouth. I felt instantly emotional. Like this is my favorite picture that we took that day in the freezing cold. Did I tell him that it was my favorite picture. He takes the iPad from me handing it to CiCi. He comes close to me but Lane hugs and kisses me first. I smile. Trey says something to CiCi then guides me towards the door. I never imagined having a fucking album named after me. A fucking Trey Songz album. Being in the crowd watching him today had already brung back my teenage memories and dreams. They say artist write their best stuff in their darkest hours. I never thought an album about me would come from that. I was near tears as we get into the waiting car.

"Mommy I pee."

"Buggiz." Trey says opening the door back. "Lane has to use the bathroom."

Buggiz gets into the car. "There's a store I can take him in right here. That person acting too wild for me."

"Close?"

"Yeah." Buggiz nods.

Lane watches the iPad that CiCi gave him. He probably doesn't have to pee. He likes to lie about using the bathroom. I don't want to say that and he has to use some unsafe restroom.

"Tremaine." I say looking at him on his phone.

"Yeah?" He looks up from the phone.

I shake my head. "I'm too popular to blend in with the crowd."

He chuckles. "You sad about that?"

"Yes." I pout. Lane snaps his head at me. I smile. "Just a little."

"I told them to get my fucking wife out that gotdamn crowd. Bitches are jealous as shit. Might try to fight you."

I stare at him then say. "Fight me? They love me."

"Thankfully those girls did. I think about the ones that hate you cause they ain't you."

"This is really going to make me a big deal for 15 minutes."

Trey kisses my cheek. "I feed off your energy. So humble. You make me better. Aye CiCi write that down. I feed off your energy. You make me better. Neyo said it first. You make me better..." he sings. "Movement by myself but we're a force when we're together."

"Trigga." Lane laughs. "Be quiet."

"What?" Trey says.

Lane snickers. "It's a Trigga." He plays Trey's video. "Be quiet."

"How cute?" CiCi says. "You need to record that. Lane say Trigga Trey."

"No." He shakes his head wild. "He say that."

"You say it. Here." CiCi says recording him.

He pushes the laptop to the floor. "Trigga. No Trigga. Be quiet."

"Let's use the bathroom, Lane." Buggiz says opening the door.

"Let's go Mommy." He comes over to me.

"Dont be mean to ladies, Daylan. Pick that up."

Lane cries immediately picking it up. He gives it to CiCi. I patiently smile and guide him out of the car. He is fake. As soon as we are out of the car he stops crying and starts talking about random stuff he sees.

Rollie

I stare at the itinerary for the baby shower. They put this thing together fast. I was tasked with finding out what we needed for the baby. I don't know. Leah likes to shop online so shit is constantly coming. I figure we don't need to buy anything for the house. We have a crib that came in the mail the other day. I really don't know.

"What is this?" I ask picking up an Amazon box.

"Stuff keeps coming in the mail. I don't know."

"What do you mean?"

She shrugs. "Read the label."

I look at it. "You didn't order this?"

"No. I didn't order any of that stuff." She snaps.

"But it all matches." I say opening the box. There's a letter inside. "For Jordan."

Jordan cuts her eyes in our direction. "Huh?"

"You do those damn dishes." Leah snaps. "Playing over shit like you love doing dishes."

"Yes maam." She whines.

I put my arms around Leah. My dick gets hard. I let her go looking down. Ain't no shit like that had ever happened. She cups my dick then walks away. I start walking out the kitchen. I stop sitting the box down. I tap the box to get Jordan attention then I put my finger to my mouth. She rinses her hands off then gets off the stool slowly. I smile at her then walk away.

"One day of sleeping with that pillow and I was rejuvenated. I swear. Huh? Yeah. I wasn't around as much when the moms came in. Not like that. No really. Really. I don't. It's okay. Aight. Love you too."

"Who was that?"

She lifts her shirt over her head. I step out of my pants kicking them to the side. Leah grabs that damn pillow. Fuck no. We not having sex with the damn pillow around. She leans over offering her ass to me. She looks back like I'm taking too long or something. I slap her pussy.

"Who the fuck was that?"

She moans. "I'll tell you afterwards."

I kneel down and bite her pussy as if I were biting into a big burger. She moans loudly. I dart my tongue into her. Her nut follows my tongue out oozing to her clit. I rub it in with my hand as I slide my dick into her. She screams into a blanket that she had. Her pussy was throbbing. I rest my dick into her. I wanna fuck her hard so bad. I push deep and fuck her slow. Deep and a little hard. Not too much. She grabs my hand putting it on her waist. I hold her steady. She nods.

"What that mean?" I lean forward.

"Do it harder."

I look down at her ass. This bitch must be trying to have this baby today. I grab her waist with both of my hands and I do as told. She moves a bit. I start to switch it up but she gives me a look. I fuck her harder like she wants. She moans into the bed as I cum. I lean over on her. Gotdamn. Should have made her comfortable months ago. Guess I fucking know now. When pregnant happy doesn't mean comfortable. Comfortable equals sex.

"You trying to go into labor?"

"From fucking?" Leah moans.

I stroke my soft dick into her. It doesn't work. I get off of her to stand back and watch her. She holds her stomach. See dumbass. I go to the bed and kiss her. I rub on her stomach. She chuckles.

"Help me lay down." She asks then moans. A painful moan.

"It felt too good?"

She laughs then stops. "Shit."

"You need some water?"

"I got some right there." She blows. "I couldn't breath."

"You a dumb bitch."

She rolls her eyes. "Hell yeah."

I walk into the bathroom. "Who were you talking to?"

"Cammie Talking about how she abandoned me."

"How she abandoned you? When this happened?"

"She said she just up and left. Something else about so much going that she didn't check on me. Something else about how Trey's mama and your mama. Oh them being overbearing. She's going to surprise Trey at his show."

I give her a gown and a rag. "Your ass bout to be stuck in the bed."

"Imma drink this water and go to sleep. Ain't nothing to do."

"Fuck you mean? You were about to cook."

She gets comfortable in the bed. "Mhmm."

"Oh lazy ass."

"Ma!"

I turn away from the door. "Wait!"

She closes the door back. "Why you naked in the middle of the day!"

"Your mama sleep."

"Whatever." She blows.

I hit Leah on the ass. "Wake up. Ignoring your fucking daughter."

"Rollie." She snaps exposing her ass.

"You want some more?" I say rubbing her naked ass.

"You wanted me?" Leah asks.

I start to say something. But she is on the phone.

"Rollie gonna take you to dinner. I don't know talk to him." She giggles. "He a stinky man. Who knows why he likes to be naked. Yes, go get ready. Yes that's fine. Wear whatever you want. Okay. I will. Love you too." She turns to me. "Get off my ass. Jordan said wear your Jersey so yall can match."

"How your ol lazy ass gonna fucking..." I hit her ass again.

She moans. I suck my teeth and go get ready to take my baby out. She can find something fun to do. Maybe we will eat at a fancy restaurant and go ride some cars. She doesn't need to go shopping. She's had enough gifts.

[weneedhelp]

WHAT OMG HELLO LISTEN WHEN WE SAID YOU WERE THE MAIN CHARACTER. WHAT PART OF THIS SWEET, BEAUTIFUL STORY DOESN'T SCREAM Y/N MOMENT OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN? MISS MAAM DO YOU NEED GLASSES TO SEE IT? He sounds so sweet though and i'm glad you have him honestly <3 nothing but the best for lilac <3 but let's double back WYM YOUR FRIEND IS OBSESSED W YOU

IM SCREAMING y’all get my most precious moments,, if y’all saw the way i inhaled my cheeseburger the other day you’d be scared to even face me atp you’d think i was experiment 0127 bc it was not pretty 😔😔 ALSO I WEAR GLASSES do they work?? no bc i can’t see or hear for SHIT but the hearing i blame on my job atp i’m almost 5 months from 23 my hearing should not leave me so soon

and hims is 🥺 he’s kinda smooth brained but that’s okay bc i love him for it 🥺🥺and stop IM GONNA CRY RN BETWEEN TALKING ABOUT HIM AND THINKING OF HOW CLOSE I AM TO SEEING HIM IM NOT HOLDING ON WELL RN

(tw: mentions of fire and cancer) (MDNI,, adult themes mentioned)

okay so this person literally (this is our theories, the other two roomies i had and i) are 99% sure he set the garage on fire bc my bf came over. bc the first small fire was lent we were collecting in a bag on my dryer and it’s not combustible but he (crazy guy) said it caught fire while he was cooking in the kitchen. keep in mind me and my bf were in my room and my other two roomies are a couple so they were in their room. so crazy roomie was in the kitchen alone when the first happened. then we believe we set the garage on fire bc the area that caught fire was the wall on the right side and the lawn mower was across the garage further down by the door that opens to the outside (a bit of distance from the wall spot) that too caught fire?? not like it’s about to explode part, just the top of it was on fire. THE TOP. so yeah then shit got even weirder W CRAZY ROOMMATE like him faking having cancer and lying to my bf while i was at work and trying to get my bf away from me by saying he doesn’t want him over bc of us being adults in my room and he didn’t have a problem w the couple WHOSE ROOM LITERALLY SHARED A WALL W HIS BUT HE “HEARS” me and my bf which is a fucking lie bc when the couple never heard us even if we were talking and he even told my bf this and i found this out after he had the fear of god put into him that he would (context: the thermostat was right next to my bedroom door) walk to the thermostat to pretend to change it to hear in on me and my bf. HE TOLD MY BF RHAT AND MY ROOMMATES TJAT TOO. my couple roommates even told me he was insane enough to think he was my kids son. LIKE NO SIR YOU ARE NOT. HE DOESNT EVEN LOOK LILE HIM?? granted he looks more like me than his dad but that’s not his dad 😭😭😭😀😀😀yeah there was so much crazy shit w that friend around and he left and i blocked him on everything for being a creepy psycho perv who was trying to keep my bf away from me. THERE IS MORE FROM RHE NIGHT OF MU BIRTHDAY PARTY IF YOU WANAN KNOW.

[jellyluchi]

since no one asked here's the uni/college AU

Rose is a painting/fine arts major in uni and befriends Meg and Jammes in her first year during general education for liberal arts courses she's now in her third year and completing several paintings a week which means she has to sign up to use the painting studio provided by the university

enter the music department's ghost!!!

usually she would use it at random but after a couple times using it at late night and hearing beautiful music from the piano room next door she starts to use the same painting schedule thinking it's any other student practicing and tells her friends Meg and Jammes that the best thing the university did was putting the painting studios next to the music rooms because she gets a free concert while doing her work the music plays every tuesday and thursday like clockwork ! but Meg and Jammes know someone in the music department (wink wink!) who says that it's the music department's ghost playing at night and rose doesn't believe any of it

"be so for real right now a ghost???"

so when Rose goes back to the same schedule for painting in the borrowed studio she slowly walks up to the piano room door when it was playing open it and finds... no one there !!! it spooks her so bad she ignores it and decides to finish up and leave the next time she's with her friends she recalls the incident and Meg who is especially supersticious and believes in this stuff is extremely adamant that yes this is a ghost! but she's still not convinced Rose still is deathly afraid of actual supernatural forces and she has to believe its not a ghost for her own sanity and the next time she's there she pleads to the ghost

"please miss maam.. mr... mx person ghost don't haunt me!"

she really speaks to the ghost like any person asking them to not haunt her and that she loves their playing KJBAJKSBD she obviously gets no responses but then later she starts hearing weird noises and the piano music has stopped what's worse she gets the eerie feeling of being watched and rose is soo fucking spooked she couldn't take it anymore! one last noise in the dark corner hallway fucks her up when she was cleaning up her painting stuff and she lets out a scream and runs down the hallway breaking a couple of her brushes in the process

but the next time she's there someone left her repaired brushes!

Rose was so ready to believe it's a real ghost haunting the entire art department but ghosts definitely do not leave free gifts with a strange red hardwriting of her name even so she asks Meg and Jammes if it were either of them and obviously they're like wtf no girl you're being haunted and Rose is so exasperated like !!! I specifically asked him not to haunt me !!! they go talk to the friend in the music department Christine and she confirms it is indeed the music department's ghost but she is quite uncomfortable when talking about it...it's a bit weird !!

and then Meg and Jammes want to bring a ouija board...l

It's so stupid when Rose is painting they just barge into her studio without warning when the music was playing next door and hauls the board into it and Rose is like fuck no!!! but whoever the ghost is thinks it's quite amusing that a couple young girls is messing with him kind of... the music stops the sounds intensify and the "ghost" messes with them however he pleases only stopping when Rose is clearly upset and bids her friends goodbye she just wants the strange happenings to stop that is until the next time she is painting she thinks its time to face her fears and go see for herself who this ghost really is and opens the piano room door to see a black shadow in the darkened room hitting the piano's notes... there's only two yellow stars that stare at her from where the head of the body should be..

"you! You're the ghost!"

[thelargefrye]

back with another live reaction of "things that topaz wrote that makes me suffer" with smalls.

Your eyes took in Seonghwa’s rooms and it was like you couldn’t get enough of everything.

yeah everything including deez nuts.......................... i'm not sorry

yn, now why are you surprised that seonghwa isn't ACTUALLY gonna cook. he has magic for a reason, duh.

oof that lover nickname still gets me 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

EMOTIONAL SUPPORT WITCH!!! HAHAHAHAHA I LOVE IT SIR! SIR! SIR PLEASE I CAN HELP YOU TOO!!! all i need is just one chance.

i would happily lay my head in your lap sir. tell me all the stories in the world... oof this is reminding me of dragon!woo and witch!yn and how yn would lay her head in woo's lap while he told stories about dragons.

ALSO IM SO EXCITED TO HEAR THE STORY I NEED TO STOP TYPING AND READ GHKJFDHGFJKD

Seonghwa wasn’t the only legend you knew. Hongjoong was the only wizard that had survived an encounter with Seonghwa. They were both renowned.

oooo yes! both legends in their own rights. love it!!

“Please,” He begged quietly, “I don’t want to see the pity in your eyes.”

STOPPPPPP THAT– NO PITY FOR YOU BABY ONLY LOVE

oh seonghwa trying to save his own captain but failed. kind of makes me wonder if seonghwa followed him because hongjoong killed his captain or if it was because hongjoong was still a thorn in seonghwa's and and the other dark magic users' side.

also yn trying to remember what she was doing that night and how it makes her nervous and sick... oof love those emotions. the "it didn't seem right" just sends a chill down my spine.

A BLOOD MAGIC USER!???!!! I KNOW HOW THAT IS HFDJSKFHKSD ITS– [GUNSHOTS]

“I’m sorry Hwa,” You said, tears streaming down your face. You had never heard of the war from a black magic user’s side before. They had simply been the enemy. 

oooo i love this paragraph. no others than to say that yn is finally changing her thoughts and such... at least that's how i'm seeing her. NO BABY YOU DON'T HATE SEONGHWA!! YOU LO– [SECOND GUNSHOT]

OH NOT DIRECTOR PARK!! BABYGIRL ITS OKAY TO BE CONFUSED JUST NOT THE FORMAL BOSS TITLE.

bruh that was smooth director park... very smooth. of course you can fuck me in your bed 😇

"Let me make love to you in my room, please?" UMMM YES SIR!!

Seonghwa’s eyes lowered to your lips. “Then let me apologize for making your underwear wet when I pushed you against the gate.”

that's hilarious, i love it lol. there's literally too many great lines and too many great things happening right now. the mood is literally so perfect between the two as they talk. they just need to kiss.

him asking to taste her anger is giving flashbacks to their first night together. oh look at that, they kissed.

THE PHANTOM HANDS!!! THE PHANTOM HANDS ARE UNBOTTONING THE BLOUSE FHKSDJFHDSKDJFHSK YES THANK YOU!!! phantom hands pining and holding yn down 🤌 who needs ropes and ties and whatever when you got phantom hands to do the job instead.

o m g the smut scene and the emotions between them. the phantom hands and yn's oral fixation. seonghwa clearly loves her and wants her to admit it, he just knows that she feels the same, but then she tells him she promised never to fall in love again... oh man. oh man i'm gonna need D E T A I L S RIGHT NOW.

also i'm soft because she called him hwa.

shit, she didn't deny hongjoong breaking her heart. bruh i thought it was other way around... wait a second.... i'm getting very right person, wrong time vibes from yn and hongjoong.

NOOOOOO CHOI "SPROUT" JONGHO CALLING YN LIEUTENANT!!!! PLEASE THATS SO CUTE

omg yes seonghwa show hongjoong that this is YOUR school and dream witch 😤 also jongho, honey, love you but MIND YOUR BUSINESS

MAAM WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK IS A TECHNOMANCER!!!

omg this part was soooooo good and jongho gave off like... wonder woman's lasso of truth vibe lol but literally everything about this part is perfect and i loved every second of this. honestly adore this au turned series so much and can't wait for the next part.

Dinner and a Tale

ღPairing: Director! Park Seonghwa x Professor of Dreams! Reader (f) ღGenre: enemies to lovers au, Modern Wizardry School au ღWord Count: 4,274 ღWarnings:  mentions of fighting, war, blood, death, penetrative sex, more sex with magic, nipple play, restraints, finger sucking ღRated: 18+ MDNI, smut with hella plot now ღSummary: Seonghwa finally reveals to you exactly how he got his scar...but that's not the only motive he has. And of course, your old captain, Hongjoong, hadn't gone anywhere either... ღDedication: @mejuii & @downtoamagicalland, my lovely beta's ღPrevious Part| ღAll of the Parts | ღNext Part

Your eyes took in Seonghwa’s rooms and it was like you couldn't get enough of everything. The way the ceiling was that of the night sky. The way his elegant aura exuded from his furniture and decorative features. You had zero doubt that these were Seonghwa’s rooms.

Seonghwa shrugged off his jacket, and with a flick of his hand and a murmur of what you believe is Japanese, phantom hands took it and handed it up onto the clawfoot hanger. "What do you want? There's a few dishes I can do for you."

You turned around and your eyes widened at the phantom hands. "Your demons are going to make dinner?"

Seonghwa puffed out quiet laughter. "Of course. Did you expect me to get my hands dirty?"

You rolled your eyes and sigh. "I suppose you're right."

"Besides, I've got another job, right? I've got to tell you about my past." Seonghwa settled on the settee in his room and patted the cushion. "Come here, lover."

You sat primly on the cushion beside him but Seonghwa was not satisfied with that. He tugged you closer, tucking you under his arm. "There. Much better."

You struggled a bit to put some room in between you but Seonghwa’s grip was iron. "I do NOT have to be this close for you to tell me the story!"

"You're my emotional support witch. Now stop wriggling or I'll get other ideas." You froze and Seonghwa laughed again. "You really are my favorite."

"I'll have chicken," You grumbled.

"Hmmm? What's that, darling?" Seonghwa said in a sing-song voice. His lips puffed hot air onto the crown of your head.

"You asked what I wanted. Wooyoung screwed up my chicken order. So I'll have chicken."

"Wonderful. We'll have roast pheasant then. The grounds keeper flushed some out in the forest the other day. With some wild mushroom bread pudding, we'll be set. Now, lay your head on my lap. I can focus on my words easier with you like that."

How he went from host of a dinner party speaking of food and pairings and then suddenly to convincing you to let him pet you while he spoke, was beyond you, but it happened nonetheless. It was clear Seonghwa had a story to tell, or there wouldn't be a legend made up about him.

"This food better be good because the story portion of this promise slash apology is sorely lacking."

"Oh don't worry! You'll recognize some characters."

Seonghwa wasn't the only legend you knew. Hongjoong was the only wizard that had survived an encounter with Seonghwa. They were both renowned.

"The first battle I stumbled into was horrifying. I heard screaming and yelling and pain and it took everything in me not to shout and run away myself. But I was firm in my belief that we deserved equal rights. So, I pushed on. Eventually I was numb from all the death around me. I was killing people with my demons and it made me feel empty inside. It came to a point where I didn’t even feel like I was living.”

You attempted to push upwards to look at Seonghwa but he firmly held you down, fingers carding through your hair. “Please,” He begged quietly, “I don’t want to see the pity in your eyes.”

“Seonghwa…” You sighed but let him keep you on his lap.

“There was one prick of hot anger within me, however, and that was the annoying White Magic User Captain that kept eluding me. He was sneaky; always in and out of his missions. I could never catch him and therefore never kill him. My higher ups knew they could count on sending me to battle and killing whoever needed to be killed, be it one person or many. But this was the one thorn in our side that could not be pulled.”

You couldn't help but feel stiff in your spot now. You knew how successful Hongjoong had been during that campaign. You had helped him strategize and plan and was the one he fell into bed with after those successful missions. You couldn't help but somehow feel like you were a part of Seonghwa’s story, inadvertently. 

“Out of sheer desperation, I left an innocent bunny demon in the tent of my Captain, knowing she was going to be a target. She had pulled off a victorious maneuver on our part and had wiped out a battalion of white magic users. We celebrated that night but I knew the other side would get their revenge. My demon was able to catch Hongjoong as he snuck into my drunk Captain’s but I was not able to save her. I barely followed him into the surrounding forest, until he suddenly stopped.”

Your heart was racing along with this story. What night had this been? Had you been dreaming, performing missions, while Hongjoong and Seonghwa fought? It almost made you sick to your stomach. It didn’t seem right.

“He said to me ‘Finally, I get to kill the Reaper’ and just like that he slashed out at me. It was a fight, and I didn't really wanna admit it, but he was my equal in battle. He had the same fervor and boldness. He dodged all my demons, and still had the energy to slash me down when my own energy was depleted. I should have died that night. Luckily, they found my demon rabbit in my dead Captain’s tent and followed it back to me. A blood magic user saved my life. I owed him an incredible debt."

"I'm sorry Hwa," You said, tears streaming down your face. You had never heard of the war from a black magic user's side before. They had simply been the enemy. 

Seonghwa patted your shoulder and allowed you to sit up. "Are those tears for me, my little white magic user?" Seonghwa smiled, putting a fingertip to your cheekbone and catching a tear as it ran down your face. He lifted his finger to his lips and sucked. "Your sadness tastes lovely, if you're wondering."

You shook your head. Seonghwa never missed an opportunity to flirt. "Can we eat now?"

"Of course. It's just finishing up." Seonghwa stood up and offered his arm to you. You didn't remember the last time, if any, someone escorted you to your table. You took it, but the realization dawned on you: you really didn't hate Seonghwa anymore. And that could only mean…

You sat at the table with a rather stunned expression. There was no way. You promised yourself you wouldn’t do this again. Your internal spiral began as the phantom hands began to serve the dishes.

The pheasant roast and wild mushroom pudding was to die for, you had to admit. Seonghwa ate with delicate bites, while you who were starving, ate like a starved dog. Seonghwa laughed at your enthusiasm and you couldn't help but feel a tidbit embarrassed.

When you both finished eating, you dabbed your lips with a handkerchief. "Thank you Director Park. That was extremely enjoyable."

Seognhwa sighed. "Now what have I done to earn Director Park?"

"Nothing," You sighed. What the hell were you doing? Seonghwa didn't deserve this, as confused and scared as you were. 

Seonghwa moved on, however, as you internally fought with yourself. He put out his hand, as if asking for yours to bow over. You gave it to him, muscle memory from pleasantries overriding instinct and reason. "It was my pleasure, Mistress Dreams."

You should have realized when Seonghwa was playing along with your distancing, that something was wrong. But it was too late. After Seonghwa bent over your hand, gripping it softly, kissed your palm and then yanked you over the dinner table until your hips hit the edge of the table. 

"Can I fuck you in a bed tonight?" He whispered into the shell of your ear.

"Seonghwa!" You admonished him, pulling back but alas, he wouldn't let go of your hand.

"Let me make love to you in my room, please?" His eyebrows furrowed in a plea. It seemed like the revealing of his past had made him more vulnerable than he usually allowed himself to be. "I've wanted it since you started here. I've been tortured with dreams of it. Pushing you on to my bed, sinking into you, making you cry out my name, and then waking up with you."

You tried to wrestle your hand from him again but he wouldn't let you go. "Director Park, let go of me."

Seonghwa laughed under his breath. "You can't pull that on me a third time tonight, lover. I've heard you whine my name too many times. Besides, I don't deserve it. This time."

"Do you think that fucking me in your luxurious bed is going to make up for the fact that you almost tore my throat out today?" You demanded incredulously.

"I could never truly hurt you," Seonghwa admitted, looking up at you from under his brow and then focusing on your hand, curling his finger around your wrist. He yanked you, pulling you over the table and closer to him again. "Let me make love to that sweet body of yours tonight as both an apology and a thank you."

You sent him a look of confusion. "A thank you?"

"For setting aside your differences for black magic users and picking me over him, tonight," Seonghwa pursed his lips to the side, almost cutely.

"You don't have to thank me for that. I told you. That was over a long time ago. And Hongjoong was in the wrong tonight. There's no reason to be suspicious of you. I should know, I have been sleeping with you," You said in a low tone.

Seonghwa's eyes lowered to your lips. "Then let me apologize for making your underwear wet when I pushed you against the gate."

"Seonghwa!" You said his name with a growl.

Seonghwa smirked. "There's my darling little White Magic User."

"Is this your plan? To get me angry?" You demanded.

"Let me taste your anger tonight, lover?" Seonghwa asked and then pushed his lips against yours. His tongue came out slyly, asking for entrance and you let him. He moaned as he ran his tongue on the roof of your mouth and then backed up. "Not on the table. On the bed!"

A brief image of you laying against the table's edge, ass at perfect height, cheek against the dark cherry wood. "Why not?"

Seonghwa chuckled. "Already dumb thinking about me fucking you?"

"Fine!" You shouted at him, stomping over to the only other door in the room. "In the bed. I'm not dumb."

Seonghwa sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. "No, just stupid."

"You know," Your spine is straightened at the insult, "Dinner was great. Thank you for your demon food. I'm going to bed now."

You got about a few strides towards the door to exit when Seonghwa said, "You didn't ask me what you're stupid about."

"I'm stupid for letting you fuck me once I started this job," You responded tonelessly.

"No, darling, no," Seonghwa shook his head, a thoughtful smile curling his lips. "You're stupid for thinking that this was casual."

Your nails dug into your palms as your fingers curled into fists. "The fuck it isn't casual."

Seonghwa took slow strides across the room, hands tucked into his pants side pockets. "You're the one that insisted we forget all about it. You're the one that wanted to sneak around and not let anyone know. You're the one that kept insisting that this was just convenient and didn't mean anything. I never said anything like that."

"And that's how it's going to remain!" You yelled. Then you rubbed an eyebrow aggressively in frustration. "There, is that enough angry foreplay for you? I'll be seething all--"

Seonghwa scooped you in his arms and brought you into his bedroom. It was gorgeous and immaculate but you don't get a chance to do any sight seeing. Seonghwa dumped you onto the mattress, and you landed with an oof. He waved his hands but he's not touching you, no, his phantom hands are unbuttoning your blouse and pulling up your skirt. You slapped at the hands but Seonghwa simply created more, with the purpose of pushing you down onto your back and pining your hands above your head.

"Let me take care of you, lover. I can give you untold pleasure. I can be everything you need. You'll never need anyone else." Seonghwa cooed. He moved to the side of the bed, knocking your knees apart once his phantom hands had pushed your skirt to your hips. 

"Seonghwa--!!!" Your back arched suddenly as two hands pinched your nipples through your silk camisole under your blouse. "Call them off, you asshole!"

"Oh, I've been downgraded to asshole, how wonderful," Seonghwa mused. He removed the glove he had on his right hand. "Shall I take you from behind, like you prefer?" Seonghwa curved his hands behind your knees and pushed your legs upwards until you were bent in half and your knees were above your waist. "Or shall I sink into your wetness like this? Eye to eye."

"Seonghwa, it's not supposed to be like this," You insisted.

“Says you,” Seonghwa drawled, “I prefer this.” 

His eyes took in how disheveled you looked, your nipples cute and perky from his phantom hands playing with you. Another set pulls and tugs at your underwear until your cunt is on view and it’s gleaming with wetness. “Look at how good you are for me. So wet and inviting. It’s almost as if you wanted this just as much as I do.”

There is simply no denying that this situation was beyond turning you on, and in this moment, you feared for your heart. Seonghwa was purring in your ear, so to speak, seducing you like he’s always known how to do, but it’s that tint of heart that keeps leaking out that terrifies you so. “I don’t want this to be more,” You blurted out suddenly.

Seonghwa smiled patiently. “More what?”

“You know exactly what I’m talking about!” You accused him.

Seonghwa quickly licked your ankle, moaning quietly when he tasted your anger. “I want to hear you say it.”

The pair of phantom hands that had pulled your underwear to the side pulled your lower lips open as well. All Seonghwa had to do was pull out his cock and sink into you. Your body was completely open to him…but your heart was not.

“You can play with my body all you want,” You raised your chin stubbornly, “But you’re not getting my heart.”

Seonghwa smiled, close-lipped but satisfied, “So it’s a challenge then, is it?”

That sentence sent a shiver down your spine. “No! No, Seonghwa, that’s not a challenge!”

At last, Seonghwa finally undid the ties to his pants and pulled himself from the confines, heavy cock gently slapping his stomach. You couldn’t help but smack your lips together, well aware of how heavy Seonghwa’s cock could be against your tongue. Seonghwa laughed at your reaction. “You can’t very well have me both ways, lover.”

Your pout didn’t last for long because a phantom hand found your mouth and settled your oral fixation. Two fingers pressed down on your tongue and you sucked them eagerly. Seonghwa then pushed into you, slow and easy, hands holding your legs just under your knees as he filled you. 

“You’re practically bent in half for me,” Seonghwa murmured, eyes hooded while looking down at you. “Taking my cock like it’s made a new home inside of you.” 

You were effectively gagged so there was really nothing to do but take everything Seonghwa was giving you. The phantom hands still pinned your arms above your head and were still playing with your breasts, petting your underboob because your nipples were almost too sensitive now after all that play. The one in your mouth continued to make your moans muffled as Seonghwa bottomed out inside of you. 

“Fuck, every damn time,” Seonghwa cursed, his eyes fluttering to roll into the back of his head. “I swear to god, I cannot get enough of you.”

You murmured around the phantom fingers, unable to focus on one thing. You were being stimulated in so many ways, it really was making you dumb. Still, Seonghwa rambled, sounding a bit pussy drunk if you were being honest.

“I’ll figure you out, my sweet little dream witch,” He groaned, thrusting slowly inside of you, pulling out almost all the way before pushing back in. “I’ll find the crack in your facade and I’ll widen it until you let me in.”

Your moans grew louder and finally the phantom hand in your mouth disappeared. “Don’t Seonghwa!” You begged.

"I'm gonna make you mine, lover," Seonghwa promised. He bit down on his lower lip, taking his sweet time making love to your body.

The phantom hands released your wrists and you immediately used your freedom to drag Seonghwa down to you, hands behind his neck. Seonghwa had to let go of your legs and braced himself with his arms so he wouldn't crush you. "Stop," You begged again.

"You sure you want me to stop fucking you when clearly you're feeling so good?" Seonghwa smiled cheekily. "You look good too. So flushed and messy, just for me."

"Seonghwa," You said his name in warning, "I swore I'd never fall in love again."

For a moment, Seonghwa’s eyes narrowed in anger. You saw his jaw tighten and his upper lip pulled  into a sneer before he smoothed it all out. "Is it because of him?"

You sighed. Like you needed to give Seonghwa a reason to dislike Hongjoong anymore. "Hwa."

His eyes softened at the shortening of his name. "Yes, lover?"

“Let’s come, okay?” You beseeched him, “Can’t we just focus on the now?”

Seonghwa’s arms bent so that his forearms were braced against his bed now. He was so fucking close to your face that there was no avoiding him now. All the phantom hands are gone now. His eyes traveled over your face but you didn't dare break his gaze. “Okay, darling, we can come.”

Seonghwa began to move his hips again, his pelvis grinding into your clit, that you couldn’t help but let out another pitiful cry with the stimulation. Your pussy and clit were so swollen from everything that even the smallest movement gives you pleasure. Seonghwa slanted his mouth over yours, almost as if he wanted to consume all the noises of pleasure you were letting out. His tongue lazily played with yours but it was simply his goal to enhance your pleasure at this point. 

"Come undone for me, lover," Seonghwa rubbed his lips against yours, "Show me how much power I still have over you. Your body is mine; it only listens to me. No one else can make you feel this way. Just me."

"Hhnnnnnn, Seonghwa!" You feel your pleasure build and you want nothing more than to climax and find that blessed release that is sleep after.

"Come on, little dream witch, come before I do, I don't know how much longer I can hold back before--!" Seonghwa let out a garbled yell as your climax hit you and took him with you.

Your body shook and your nerves lit up and you saw fireworks behind your eyelids. You were panting because the orgasm took that much out of you although all you did was lie there and beg and let Seonghwa fuck you. Seonghwa's climax had his back arched and his head thrown back. He was making low groans and you want to bite his neck, it looks so glorious. But you can already hear his teasing "Wanna mark me up, lover? What will the other teachers think, hmmm?" so you halt yourself from doing so.

Once the pleasure was out of the way, you felt awkward with Seonghwa still inside of you. It was a first and you know it was because of Seonghwa's less than subtle hints about his intentions with you. You just thought the headmaster had a damn breeding kink, you didn't think he actually wanted a family… with you?

"I…should go," You said hesitantly.

Seonghwa opened his eyes and stared at you, calculating something in his head.

 “If you stay, I won’t figure out how to kill your captain tomorrow.”

“Seonghwa, please, how many times do I have to beg tonight? You’re not listening to me!”

“Stay the night. Let me have this. And I won’t kill Hongjoong for breaking your heart.”

“Fine. But I’m not happy about it.”

“That’s okay,” Seonghwa kissed the crown of your head, “I love the taste of your anger.”

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"So, is this the announcement where Seonghwa says he's disappointed his students haven't attempted to turn each other into squirrels yet this semester or?" You drawled to Mingi the next morning.

The entire school, students and staff, were to report to the Theatron for an important announcement from the Director.

Mingi laughed beside you. "I think, if he really wants to piss off the General, he might bring up the attempted demon summoning on the first day of school."

You laughed and then sighed. You wished you could smack your old self and tell you that one night stand should remain a one night stand. "I guess we'll--"

Your words were suddenly cut off as you saw someone else from your past at the school you worked at. “CHOI JONGHO?!”

You screamed the name of the dark haired man who you had been in the army with and ran to hug him, stopping only short of doing so, because Jongho was an empath; he could feel your emotions and thoughts through touch. “What are you doing here, Sprout?”

Jongho laughed in embarrassment. “No one has called me that in ages, Lieutenant.”

You couldn't contain the grin on your face. Jongho had been Hongjoong’s aid during the war. Jongho was indispensable with being able to sense a truth or a lie while Hongjoong interrogated prisoners, or, to simply be able to pick up on Hongjoong’s moods or needs, and help him in whatever capacity he could. 

“Guess I’ll stop calling you Sprout when you stop calling me Lieutenant, Jongho. I’m not in the army anymore,” You said bitter-sweetly.

Jongho shook his head, “You’ll always be my Lieutenant to me.”

“Oh Jongho,” You ruffled his hair affectionately, “What are you doing here anyways? Do you always come with Hongjoong when he does his school trips?”

Jongho got somber. “That’s not for me to say,” He said, shaking his head.

You cocked your head in curiosity, “Well, that only makes me wanna know more.”

Jongho smiled tightly. “You’ll find out soon enough.”

Unfortunately for you, Hongjoong and Seonghwa spotted you at the same time as when you and Jongho approached the side of the stage where the faculty would sit while Seonghwa addressed the students, Mingi having been left behind and decided to chat up another professor. Both strode towards you with purpose and then exchanged unamused glances when they realized once again they were in competition for your attention.

“Lieutenant,” Hongjoong nodded formally to you, “I see you caught up with Sprout.”

Jongho made a pained face again. “Not you too, General.”

“I would have thought that Jongho would have moved up in rank by now,” You said, slightly perplexed.

“I have!” Jongho protested. He adjusted the pin over his heart. “I just decided to remain at Hongjoong’s side. There’s still work to be done.”

“What are you up to today, Kim Hongjoong?” You demanded, wanting to know the secret that Jongho was keeping for your Captain.

Seonghwa sent Hongjoong a calculating look. “You’re up to something today?”

“I have an important announcement to make,” Hongjoong revealed.

Seonghwa frowned heavily. “And you didn’t think that it was imperative to tell the Director of the School that you’re about to make this announcement beforehand?”

Hongjoong shook his head, “This should only be said once.”

Seonghwa drew himself up to his full height and authority. “You will tell me right now. This is my school.”

Hongjoong sighed dramatically, rolling his eyes. “I suppose I owe you that.”

Jongho frowned himself, squaring up, and looking like he was about to fight Seonghwa himself. “General, you don’t have to--”

Hongjoong put up a hand, halting Jongho’s protests. “It’s fine, Jongho.” He made direct eye contact with Seonghwa. “The Council has decided that I will be making a permanent residence here. They want me to begin teaching the students combat and strategy.”

Within seconds, Seonghwa had Hongjoong pushed up against a wall, forearm braced against Hongjoong’s windpipe. “You will not be teaching my students how to fight each other!”

Hongjoong let out a choked laugh. “They won’t be fighting each other.”

Before you realized what was happening, your body was in between the two of them. “Gentlemen, please! The students could be seeing this.”

Seonghwa let Hongjoong go, albeit a bit reluctantly. Anger radiated off of him, even you could feel that. “Why was I not informed?”

Hongjoong cleared his throat. “Well, I was going to tell you last night, but a demon at your door advised me you were predisposed.” Hongjoong’s eyes swung to you, “And you didn’t answer your door when I knocked.”

“That’s not important right now,” You deflected, “Why does the council want you to do that?”

Hongjoong breathed in deeply and then let it out. You had seen that look before… It was when he was about to tell you something important. “The Technomancers are coming.” ღPrevious Part| ღAll of the Parts | ღNext Part

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