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aladaylessecondblog · 4 months ago

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Red Mountain Waffle House, pt. 9

"My lord, a message from Azura."

Archcanon Saryoni looked...strange. Either he was trying not to be sick or he was trying not to laugh.

"Well? What is this message?" Vivec slipped into the godliest voice possible and looked down at his devoted priest.

"Ah...it includes an expletive, so I wrote it down. I should prefer not to speak such profane words in...Your presence, Lord Vivec."

Vivec gestured, took the offered paper, and looked with what he hoped was detached serenity. "You may go. I am not in the least angered at you, for if the messenger is blighted for giving bad news, however can it be turned to our advantage?"

Saryoni left, and Vivec finally unrolled the message, which was both very short and very simple.

To the apostate murderer Vivec

Fuck. You.

He burned it, and watched the ashes drift off. The daedric princes didn't usually bother with things like this. He still got the odd stalkerish message from Molag Bal, but this sort of thing?

What in oblivion did it mean?

He opened Morrowtwitter, intending to do his usual morning scrolling, and nearly broke his phone.

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*The Night Before*

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"This was a terrible idea." Sadara grumbled, and pushed closer to Jiub to stay under the umbrella. "You have all this weed and you can't get a bigger umbrella?"

"Why don't YOU get a bigger umbrella, huh? Cozy up to His Cultiness and see if you can't get us a little more gold, huh? Feel like we could use him as a friend considering Almalexia's body wasn't where I left it. First time a body I tossed just up and vanished."

"Because if I wanted to go into prostitution I'd move to Suran where that shit's legal." And she REALLY didn't want to think about Almalexia right now.

"It's not like you can catch anything off him."

"No diseases, anyway, but probably a hell of a lot of clinging."

You need to relax, Nerevar's voice wafted through her mind, Have a little fun, you know. You can't do much well if you keep being stressed about petty things.

Nearly dying because of your boyfriend isn't petty. The man has no hobbies except spreading plagues and trying to recruit people to worship him.

If you spent even ONE night with him--

I'm not fucking him, Nerevar! How about this, I'll fuck SOMEBODY at the party. Would that make you happy? But you've got to agree to be quiet while I'm here. If people think I'm talking to a voice in my head I'm not getting laid this night...or any other night.

Thankfully, Nerevar agreed.

She wanted a romp anyway. A one night stand. Something that would leave her with a headache, an ache between the legs, and a ripped pair of panties stuffed into her pocket to show for the whole thing. A story to tell for a while about the dangers of being too drunk. There was something exciting about the whole idea--

"What'd ya bring?"

A guy out in front of Greg's house, standing under the porch awning, flicked a cigarette and gestured vaguely.

"Weed," Jiub said, waggling the bag in his other hand, "Let us in."

Inside they found Greg, already well-watered and swaying only slightly. "Hey, hey, you made it! Jiub, great to see you...and uh...Sad...Sada..."

"Sadara."

"Yeah, that. There's a bunch of food in the kitchen, we've got some ashlanders in here that brought a whole roasted kagouti, so if you like kagouti steak or a burger or something you might want to get on that pronto. Ah, we got karaoke, but Jolene's here so you'll have to wrestle him off it if you want a shot."

"Jolene?"

"Big motherfucker. We don't know his name but he shows up now'n then, brings an armful of booze...and only ever sings that 'Jolene' song, so we started calling him that. Kind of a weepy drunk."

Sadara went on ahead, got a kagouti steak, some sujamma, and some ash yam fries which all vanished in a hurry. She grabbed a bottle of flin from a 6 pack somebody opened, poured it into a cup and set off, looking...

...alright, who might I regret the least when I wake up tomorrow morning?

What looked like a gulakhan made a pass at her, but the poor thing was so wobbly she couldn't do anything but decline. She gave him a smile and guided him over to an empty couch. "Have some water, you don't look so good."

He stammered out a thank you and then she turned away.

There's too many people here, Nerevar said in her head, Reminds me of old council soirees.

Yeah, this is how we party now.

She walked looking for anyone she knew, and chatted with one or two of the Waffle House regulars.

"Stupid landlord raised our rent again. We're already renting four to the apartment and we're talking to a fifth guy who's an ash ghoul."

"Thought people didn't want them in around here. Not that I mind, they've always been polite to me."

The Dunmer shrugged. "He can pay a share of rent and only eats corprusmeat. You'd think they'd be messy as all oblivion but they're actually pretty tidy. Like to keep things 'in order.' He actually came in and did our dishes without being asked."

"That checks out," she laughed. "Careful of the ordinators though, no matter how polite they are, they don't care for the ash folk."

"Oh yeah, we already got that down. Cult or not we agree all ordinators are bastards."

There was a laugh, and then the guy saw some friend or the other and headed off to speak to him.

Sadara moved through the crowd, only half-paying attention to the sea of faces around her. Her cup was half-empty and she was strongly considering going to find Jiub and ask what he did with the weed when some imperial woman appeared at her elbow.

"Hey, can you help me out?"

"With what?"

"I want to do a song and Jolene's five times in and showing no signs of stopping."

She'd ask why her, but figured it was because she didn't look too drunk...or maybe that she looked like an easy mark, who knew. She agreed and followed the woman into an upstairs room where she was then unfortunate to get within earshot of this Jolene.

"--flaming locks of auburn hair, with ivory skin and eyes of emerald green--"

Half the room was ignoring him, and half were complaining, but Jolene didn't seem to notice any of it, so consumed with the song as he was. Sadara moved closer, and got a better look at him.

He looked like someone's long-haired dad with delusions of being a rally strider racer, right down to the bandana covering his forehead and tied off in the back. Black leather jacket, jeans, shades, the whole nine yards, as the saying went. The cherry on top, though, was the braided goatee.

Why me? she thought.

Nerevar stirred in the back of her mind, but didn't say a word.

"--and I cannot compete with you...Jolene."

The man was really putting his all into it; Sadara felt bad for walking up to him. He was a little drunk, she guessed, because he didn't notice her until she spoke to him.

"Come on, time to sit down. Let somebody else have a turn."

"Why?" He sounded half-about to cry. "What's the point?"

One of THOSE drunks, she thought ruefully. Well, there wasn't much going on...she wasn't having a lot of luck finding a guy for the night. Maybe if this guy were less focused on whoever he lost he'd do.

"Come on." She grabbed his arm and tugged gently. "You don't look so good, you need to sit down."

Sniffling. Half a sob. Then he looked up at her, and his weepy expression changed in an instant.

"Sure. Sure, why not.."

Jolene let her lead him off to a couch in a back hallway that only seemed to be frequently by people heading to the bathroom at the back. She fetched a bottle of flin and came back to him with two cups, then poured him out a bit. It was only being this close now that she noticed his ring--black and with a boxy setting and a little spike at the top.

"A drink'll serve you better than weeping over it. Or at least it'll put you out of your misery for a few hours."

"Nothing ever helps. I don't get hungover and I don't stop thinking about--about--" Jolene sputtered slightly.

"Well, there's got to be something that'll work," she patted his shoulder. "Get your mind off it. It's not the same thing, but I'm broke as hell and I have a bunch of ways to keep my mind off how much it sucks."

"Such as?"

"Finding literally anything to do that's free. I learned how to make tea from trama root, that's everywhere. The Waffle House I work at's got a nice jukebox...the manager's been teaching me to patch things up better than I was doing. That...none of that will probably help you, though, you look like you've got enough money you don't...don't, uh..." Sadara waved a hand absently. "Cliffracer hunting is fun if you need to burn off some steam. It'll make you some money but you'll probably get a bunch of new scars out of it."

She rolled up one sleeve and gestured to some of the healed-over scars.

"It looks--terrible," Jolene said, his voice halting. "And you did this for drinking money?"

"Oh no, I did it for a living before I got the job at the Waffle House," Sadara shrugged. "When you don't have much you have to take what you can get...and cliffracer plumes sell for well enough to be worth the trip. They're edible, too, so it's easy food...less gold to spend on food and more to spend on healing potions and armor repair. I kept meaning to buy a lute, but..."

"What stopped you?"

"These." she gestured. "Jiub got me the job, and it's not great...pipes get clogged, landlord keeps raising the rent, and we eat sleep for dinner two nights a week, but it's not bad."

"How is that not BAD?" he burst out. "You could do MUCH better. I'm sure you have more opportunities."

"Without qualifications, and not wanting to kowtow to crazy Telvanni...I'm not sure I'd suit for the Redoran, and as for Hlaalu...well I guess I am one, but..."

She shrugged. The flin was making her chatty, she knew she was saying too much, but she couldn't help herself. Jolene was such an easy listener and seemed to be hanging onto her every word.

"But what?"

"But I prefer not to tell people, because then they ask where I'm from, and then I tell them, and I have to hear, 'oh, I know you. Your cousin is the corpsefucker, right?" Sadara shrugged. "So I just tell everyone I don't belong to a Great House. It's easier. People expect less from you anyway. If I said I was house Hlaalu they'd probably think I was an idiot for not...you know..."

"Kissing Imperial ass, it's what they're known for," Jolene said. He finished the rest of his flin in one gulp, then took the bottle and took a long guzzle from it. He handed it back to her, and grumbled slightly. "That's swill, do they not have anything better?"

"It's a party, not a soiree," Sadara shrugged. "It'll get you drunk. Who cares about the quality?"

"I do. I have this thing called standards--"

"You're in the Red Mountain neighborhood, there's no such thing. There's probably a guy in every apartment building making prison wine out of whatever he can get his hands on. And why show up if you're going to insult what they've got on offer?"

"Like I have anything else to do." Jolene sat back, and looked up at the ceiling. "All this time, all these people..."

He started mumbling under his breath and she only caught bits of what he said.

"...have to show for...the point?...know what I'm doing..."

He straightened up once Sadara had finished her own cup and was pouring out another.

Nerevar? she thought.

Yes? The voice in her mind was unusually muted.

Will this guy do?

YES. The enthusiasm was clear, and in an odd way it was contagious.

"You don't seem like you're doing good," Sadara said, "So I was wondering...I came here to get a little...well..."

"Get what?" Jolene, for all his woe over his lost love, whoever it was, seemed completely clueless.

"You know. You want me to scream it in front of everyone?" she gave a slight giggle and leaned in as close as she could manage, considering he was taller than her. "Unless you aren't interested."

"Interested in wh--"

Jolene finally seemed to get it, and tensed straight up.

"You don't...know me," he said slowly, and after a moment, leaned down and said in a quieter voice, "Feeling reckless, are we?"

"Maybe." Sadara gave a grin, and met his eyes directly. "I don't really care who you are, I don't care what you've got - I can't catch it anyway."

They were a hair's breadth away from kissing when the shout came that had ruined many a party in the Red Mountain region neighborhood and would likely ruin many more.

"BONEHEADS!"

Chaos erupted in the hallway, and shrieks aplenty were heard in the rooms nearby. Four people stumbled out of the bathroom, one of then a Dunmer trying to zip up his shorts and the three others screeching about leaving half the moon sugar on the bathroom floor.

"Fucking hells--" Sadara swore, and started to get up. "Figures I'm about to get laid and the ordinators show up. I guess I'll see you at the next o--"

But Jolene was up beside her in a flash and said, "How do you feel about Suran?"

"Suran? What's that got to--"

"I can get us there, there's a Telvanni that runs a portal from near here to there for his drug money. You want to go?"

For only a moment did she think.

"Sure. How're you gonna get us out? And I thought you couldn't teleport from inside the Ghostfence?"

Jolene grinned madly. "The Ghostfence can't stop me."

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Between an invisibility spell and the ordinators getting busy arresting a few people who decided that attempting to run off with the ordinator's guar mounts was an excellent life decision, Sadara and Jolene slipped out without being seen--though the rain didn't stop, even for a moment. The Telvanni he mentioned was only a street over, and it wouldn't take long, she was told.

She insisted on not going too far until she got word back from Jiub--who'd been "taking a walk" with a few other guys and so had early warning of the ordinators pulling up.

You good? Jiub texted back as they were entering said Telvanni's house.

Better than good, she wrote back, as Jolene was negotiating. Going to Suran with some big hunk of a man.

I don't want to hear any details. Just be careful, alright?

Alright. I'll be fine.

"Sadara, let's go. Portal's ready."

She put away her phone, and stepped into a glowing circle on the floor. That looked enough like what she remembered from some of the Mages Guilds back in Cyrodiil.

A single blink.

She opened her eyes.

And right before the two of them was a huge sign with big gaudy flashing neon that said, "WELCOME TO FABULOUS SURAN."

"Well," she said suddenly, "What're we gonna do here? You can't go at me on the street, you know."

"There's a lot more to do here than back there behind the Ghostfence," Jolene said, waving one hand briefly. "Musical theater, magic acts, acrobatics...gambling. There's tours, if you wanted--have you ever seen any stage shows?"

"Well--online." Sadara looked around. The crowds around weren't paying a bit of attention to them. People were in House robes, armor, wearing feathered costumes...and the city, however glittery, seemed so--alive. Not like the Imperial capital, but...somehow MORE. "Just being around here's a treat, though, you don't have to--it's not necessary."

She was going to bang him anyway; she didn't want him to feel like he had to wine and dine her.

"It is ENTIRELY necessary," Jolene added in a grandiose tone. "Now tell me, my lady, where shall we go first?"

#sadara like common sense #we dont do that here #dagoth ur #nerevarine #fanfiction #morrowind #tes #tesblr #elder scrolls #vivec #azura #just pretend molag bal is every creepy nice guy youve ever had the misfortune of dealing with

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alyszaen · 2 years ago

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~ "families fight" - seungmin x chichi ~

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embedding in time: levanter era word count: 1.1k words summary: seungmin and chichi fight during dinner warnings: swearing disclaimer: Chichi is an O/C invented by @chiskz who gave me explicit permission to create and post this.

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"Ah thank you, but I have a vocal lesson.", Seungmin declined yet another evening with his friends. They all worked hard in preperation for the next album, but the singer seemed to take no breaks whatsoever. Chan noticed, of course, but Seungmin promised he would watch out for himself. The older man may have been the leader, but trusted that they all knew their limits, so he let him be for now.

Besides Jisung, Seungmin was probably the one person that Ichi was the least close with. It's not that she didn't care about the two, they just hadn't had a lot of chances to bond yet.

With Chichi still being a fairly new addition to the already established boygroup, she was very observant, trying to see where everyone stood with one another and how far she could go with certain jokes.

"You guys go ahead, I'll join you in a bit!" Chichi stayed behind and turned towards Seungmin when the rest of their friends left the studio. "What did you want to ask me?", the younger boy smiled. They may not have been the closest, but he still wanted to help her if she struggled with anything. Ichi sighed. "Actually, I just wanted to ask you if you are okay?" "Huh?" "Well...I know you are really busy, but don't you think you should take a break every once in a while?", she didn't mean to sound as harsh as she did, but she was truly worried for his health. She couldn't even remember the last time she saw him eat a meal, not to mention when he last seemed to enjoy himself. Kim Seungmin furrowed his brows, "Excuse me?" "I'm sorry, I don't mean to intrude. 'm just worried about-" "It's really none of your business!", he answered with a slightly raised voice. The woman decided to leave it at that and left the room with another mumbled "Sorry".

From that conversation on it was tense between the two singers. Whenever they practiced, Seungmin would point out any mistakes that Chichi made. She knew that he was stressed, but that didn't stop her from taking his comments to heart. They avoided any unnecessary interactions, not wanting to make the already uncomfortable situation worse.

Ichi was trying to understand the papers of legal latin that were on the desk in front of her when a soft knock on her door interrupted her thoughts. "We're ordering pizza, you want in?", Felix asked through the closed door. "Sure! I'd love-" "Your usual, I know." She heard him chuckling as she heard his steps getting more quiet as he left.

It wasn't long until the doorbell rang and ripped the studying member out of her focus once again. Knowing that it was the delivery service, she threw on a hoodie she had stolen from Changbin a while ago and made her way to the shared kitchen. Felix, Jeongin and Seungmin were already at the dinner table, so she quickly sat on the free seat next to Felix and in front of Seungmin. Felix confirmed that 3RACHA were still in the middle of producing, and Hyunjin had mentioned that he and Minho would work on a tricky part of a choreography to her earlier.

A combination of munching on the cheesy goodness and random conversation ensued, leaving all of the present members to relax. Chichi noticed that even Seungmins tension seemed to decrease further into dinner. The corners of her mouth curved upwards, forming a warm smile. She nudged him with her foot while the other two boys were distracted in their conversation about snacks. The singers eyes met hers, "Hm?" "I'm glad you are finally having a meal with us. We were all getting a little worried about your health." She was honestly relieved to see him join them for the first time in a while. Seungmin was visibly irritared, "I already told you to keep out of my business once before!" She mumbled some apologies when he interjected again. This time catching Jeongins and Felix' attention with the volume, "No, seriously! You always interfere! It is none of your business when I take my breaks!"

Chichi got out of her chair, ready to leave, as she did not want to provoke a fight with the already upset boy. She didn't expect him to hear the noises of criticism that let out, but he immediately shouted "You are acting like a real bitch right now!" Seungmin also standing now, walking in her direction. The maknae grabbed his hyungs arm to pull him back, but he shook his him right off.

Ichi was close to crying. Fighting always made her feel uneasy, but this was the first time that any of her fellow members had ever raised their voice at her. She couldn't help but respond, "Isee how hard you areworking! All I wanted was for you to look after yourself. I don't want you to get hurt.", she was also getting louder. Hot tears were trickling down her face. She couldn't hold them in anymore.

Seungmin clearly wasn't satisfied with her words. He took another step, now standing right in front of the crying woman, clearly not bothered by her tears. It's not like he really noticed them anyways, too blinded by his anger. "Why do you even bother?" "BECAUSE I FUCKING CARE ABOUT YOU! YOU GUYS ARE MY FAMILY!"

The room went dead silent. Nobody knew what to say when Chichi started sobbing. She was barely audible, "You're all I have. You are the most important people to me. I don't want to see any of you in pain."

Jeongin was the only one that moved out of his frozen position. He didn't even look at Seungmin when he walked past him, embracing the oldest member in a tight hug.

Ichi let her tears fall openly as the maknae walked out of the room with her, keeping at least one arm around her at all times in an attempt to give her comfort.

"Mate, you're an asshole.", the australian didn't even notice he switched to english, but Seungmin understood him anyways. Felix left the room to do whatever he could to stop the girl from crying.

Seungmin was left to stand alone in the middle of the room. Everything happened so fast, that he didn't even notice what had happened before it was to late. With his head hidden in his hands he let out a sigh. He really fucked this up, didn't he?

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sparklecinnamonbunny · 1 year ago

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A Necessary Injury

Wishing a very happy birthday to @thatwritingho's Olive Axworthy today! Here's our gals bein' pals to celebrate! Some jokes in Discord gave me a fun idea for a birthday drabble.

(with the teeniest mentions of @the-loveliest-lotus' Lucy, @procrazedfan's Poppy, and @chordsykat's Caj!)

"Hey, darlin'." Sunday enters the clinic with one hand held up and the other holding a gift bag. "I'd knock, but..."

Dr. Olive Axworthy— mortician, assassin, and Dethklok's doctor/bodyguard— asks, frowning, "What did you do?"

"I uh, I broke a nail. It's bleeding."

The good doctor takes her hand to examine it. "You ripped off your acrylic on purpose, didn't you?"

"You can't prove that," Sunday replies, biting back a smile. "Anyway, I thought I'd swing by, get treatment for this totally legit injury, and drop off one of your birthday presents."

"One of? Sunday, I don't need anything for—"

"You gave me those kickass engraved knuckle bones for my birthday even though you don't believe in osteomancy. I only had a couple weeks notice, but I couldn't settle for anything less than greatness."

She sighs and relents, "Do you want me to open it now?"

"I'd love to see your reaction. How about I wash my hands with antibacterial soap and you unwrap?"

She proceeds to do so, setting the gift bag on the medical cot. Olive murmurs something about it being unnecessary again, but her gaze hasn't left the black and gold bag. As she lathers and repeats, she hears the telltale crinkle of tissue paper.

"Oh, she's gorgeous! Wow! Loooong," Olive coos at the skeleton. It wasn't easy to find a real intact king cobra skeleton, let alone one that met both her and her friend's discerning standards, but the smile on her face makes all the trouble she went to worth it.

"Yeah, it is. I made sure it was ethically sourced, there's some paperwork in the bag, too. I wouldn't give you something you wouldn't feel good about keeping."

"Thanks! I'll find a good place for it in my room. Did you know that king cobras aren't true cobras? They have their own genus, Ophiophagus."

Olive tells fun facts about the snake as she washes up, gets fresh gloves, and puts a tiny bandage on Sunday's fingernail. She's especially enthusiastic about the venom (a potent neurotoxin that could kill in half an hour if untreated), but she wouldn't be Olive if she wasn't. And it's pretty brutal to hear about necrotizing flesh. She should write a song about it before Nathan does. Cobratize? Wait, fuck, he's been writing a song about cobras since their second first date. Damn that talented man.

"Should I expect you to show up with another broken nail and present?" Olive asks, full lips pulled into a wide smile.

Sunday grins back. "Nope. The second gift's more of an experience. Skwisgaar and I maaaay have noticed that you own Smugly Dismissed's full discography. And signed it. We aren't doing a reunion show now or ever, but we thought we could play some songs for you sometime. Not tonight though. Big Pickles has got some, uh, very important plans."

"What's he doing?" She scrambles for her phone, but Sunday puts a hand over hers.

"I really shouldn't say," she starts to protest, but the birthday girl's pleading eyes win out. "It rhymes with uh, passive Georgie."

"Passive... Wait. He's planning a massive—"

"Well, I won't keep you any longer. You've got a line out there, and I promised to meet Caj at the helipad." Sunday grabs two lollipops, pocketing one and unwrapping the other.

"You can't just tell me we're having a massive orgy and split! And what do you mean there's a line?"

"Haven't you noticed you're running out of bandaids?"

As Sunday struts out, Olive looks out the door after her. No fewer than ten people stand in line, each nursing their own wounds, from the probably superficial (Lucy Desmond with a vial of blood and a grin) to the possibly complicated (#4245, Poppy, looking roughed up and delighted). It's looking like a long day and an even longer night. That's okay. She prefers it that way.

#mtl oc #olive axworthy #sunday mourning #oliday celebrations

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palialaina · 1 year ago

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I have been staring at this page for like... twenty minutes, trying to figure out where to start. I know it's my own journal, but still. Today was just. It's been...

Okay.

I'm gonna back up.

I have been trying, very hard, to not step on TIsh's toes. I couldn't just come out and ask if she or Reth have feelings for Jel, and I mean... I also don't want to ruin the friendships I'm building either by presuming too much.

I told Kenyatta about the letter Zeki sent me, and she said he was just trying to make a quick coin, but also that Grimalkin have a really up there sense of smell, so he could probably... smell my interest, even if he didn't know who it was aimed at.

That's really really weird to think about. I'm not gonna think about it.

Anyways, she also said that if it was her, she'd just confess.

I pointed out that she and Nai'o only think their subtle, and she hit me with a sheaf of papers. I'm glad we're friends.

I asked Dad about it too. Sort of. More like he saw I was moping around town a little while I tried to decide and gently dragged me up to the Remembrance Garden to pry it out of me. I don't remember having a dad, but if I did, I hope he was as nice as Ashura.

And Ashura said that I couldn't control what someone else felt about me, but also that if I didn't try, I'd never know, and settling, like Eshe and Kenli, was a far cry from being in love with your potential life partner.

Dad's definitely got some romantic in him though, cause he told me a little about how he courted Sabine, and it was adorable. I keep wondering...

Getting ahead of myself.

So I took the money from the house fun, and bought some chocolates from Zeki... and then proceeded to avoid town and do everything but give them to Jel.

In my defense, I panicked.

He uh... well, he tracked me down? I mean, not like I was really hiding. I was so tongue tied, I just... shoved the box at him, and the way his face lit up. Oh my gosh. Apparently he'd been doing the exact same thing and worrying about what sort of gesture he could make and it was just as simple as this silly box of chocolates...

I don't really know what comes next, but he kissed my cheek before he left, and now I visit the shop and his smile is just so much softer. Oh, I do not know what to do with myself when he smiles at me! I just... I feel all soft and squishy and giddy!

....I hope it doesn't bother Tish any. I really really hope it doesn't. Or Reth...

Ugh. Though, speaking of Jel does remind me of something Hekla asked me to do that was pretty funny.

I really want to know why she wanted a potato, some cloth, and buttons, but at the same time, I'mm a little afraid to ask. The Goldur are strange beings. I mean, I don't think she'd hurt me or anything, but the answer might make my brain hurt?

But it meant I had to go ask Jel if he had any spare buttons, since I... don't. (Maybe I should get a sewing kit? I almost ripped my leggings twice while chasing sernuk...) And he wanted to know if there was any specific types. When I shrugged at him, well, you'd think I'd called down some sort of storm.

When I told him the buttons were for Hekla, he stopped ranting about fabric types vs. button types, and then handed me a couple of blue plastic ones. I don't think he wants to know either. I did tell him I'd come sit through a lesson on buttons and fabrics later though. Honestly, it sounds interesting! I don't think I'll ever be a seamstress the way he's a tailor, but knowing basic repairs can't hurt, can it?

He saw me holding the kamera, and when I explained what it was, he said we should take a picture together. This makes me look so short... but then again, could just be that he's tall?

Maybe both.

I did some more work on building furniture and arranging my house. I think I'm getting better at this! I made myself some shelving for my loose dishes, a couple cabinets for some spare things, moved the planter Jel gave me into my room, picked up some candles...

Oh, and the lute! I have to remember to ask Uncle B to teach me how to play sometime! I tried it myself earlier, but I must have calluses in all teh wrong spots, since now my fingers are kind of... um... bloody.

I may have tried a little too hard. Oops.

#palia #palia online #singularity 6 #berry plays palia #palia game #palia journaling #palia journey #palia mmo #Keep in mind that this is me roleplaying #Lots of what I'm attributing to the characters are me *guessing* what they'd say if they weren't scripted #That said holy shit that confession with Jel #MY HEART Y'ALL #When I was playing alpha I didn't really talk to the NPCs #Didn't understand the romance aspect #I find Reth painfully relatable but this time I got attached to Jel first #I really need this game to have alts #(I do love Reth so much)#Another way of confessing affection is a heartdrop lily #But those are *exceptionally hard to find*#I literally found one BY ACCIDENT and have not seen one since #That thing lives in my storage right now #Affection is a separate level of conversation #I get to *flirt* with Jel now as well as just casually chat with him #Also whoever voiced him? How dare you sound so damn cute #<3

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pixibunn · 5 months ago

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🌸Ayaka- a night in ritou🌸

❗️key facts❗️

• reader is gender neutral

• bold is read as thoughts

• lowercase writing is intended

Ayaka POV:

many don't know this, but it has always been hard for me to be an open person. ever since i was given the title Shirasagi Himegimi, the townspeople of inazuma city stare and bow to show their respect to me. i do appreciated all they do and all the respect they show me, but sometimes it makes me uncomfortable.

as most people know, thoma and my brother are the only close family members i have. even though thoma is not part of my biological family, ayato and i love him dearly. I know my brother loves him, and i tease him all the time for it.

when i met (y/n), my whole life changed. they mean everything to me, and had even helped me take down the vision hunt decree. i owe my whole life to (y/n), and would do anything for them. i always believed that i thought of (y/n) as nothing more as a friend, but ayato and even thoma helped me realize that i was wrong.

as i continued walking down the street of inazuma city, i bumped into someone and completely lost my balance, dropping my sensu (a sensu is a traditional japanese fan) and some of the bags i had in my hands.

"oh my goodness, ayaka i am so so sorry, i really didn't mean to! i was rushing and-"

"oh please (y/n) it's quite alright, no need for apologies." i say to them as i take their hand and grab my bags and my sensu. as i picked up the sensu, i had noticed that it had a few tears and rips in the sides, and was no longer useable.

"it appears my sensu has broken." i whispered.

(y/n) whipped their head in my direction and started shaking their head and grabbed my hands.

"ayaka did i do that?? oh no no no this is really bad..." (y/n) started talking to themselves as i tried to hide the blush that was forming on my cheeks from them holding my hand.

"wait, i have an idea!" (y/n) says while giving my hands a squeeze.

"an idea, whatever could you possibly mean?" i ask them with confusion written all over my face.

"depends, i know you're a very busy person miss Shirasagi Himegimi-"

"i told you not to call me that (y/n), it's too formal, and we're good friends. it's almost inappropriate." i say to them.

"ah i know, i just enjoy teasing you." they say with a slight chuckle.

i blush again, and tell them to continue.

"anyways, if you have some time, perhaps i can help find you a new sensu you'll enjoy, one from me personally! what do you say? wanna go with me?" they ask while holding out their hand.

i think for a moment, i might as well, i have nothing to do tonight and i would never pass up an opportunity to hangout with (y/n).

"of course, i'd love to"

~time skip~

as (y/n) and i are walking through the pathways in ritou, i see a food stand next to the tree in the center of the town. (y/n) must have noticed my happy expression, as they guided us towards the stand.

they must have remembered how much i love sakura mochi.

"first order of business, getting something to eat! cant shop on an empty stomach." (y/n) says as they paid the women tending the stand.

"oh (y/n) you really didn't have to-"

(y/n) interrupted me with a finger to my lips, and handed me a plate of sakura mochi.

"don't mention it ayaka, i'm just happy we get to hangout again! it's been ages, and i love being with you- i-i mean hanging out." (y/n) laughed and started scratching their head out of embarrassment.

i blushed and thanked them for the snack.

"wow this is amazing, i haven't tasted mochi this yummy in ages, just shows how often i get out of the estate." i say to (y/n) as we throw out our paper plates and continue our walk through ritou.

"i agree, it was super yummy, i'm surprised you haven't had mochi in awhile, it's your favorite food, and you always sneak out of your room at night to get snacks, i was certain mochi was something you had often." (y/n) says while poking my cheek.

"hey! that's- that's just something i do sometimes, not every night.." i say while slowly trailing off, and pouting in (y/n)'s direction.

the sun is slowly setting, ayaka and (y/n) finally made it to their destination.

"here we are, pick out any one you'd like, it's on me." (y/n) smiled at me and ushered me to continue inside the shop.

"wow these are all so beautiful, i do not know which one to chose." i was shocked at how amazing all the sensu's looked all neatly in rows displayed perfectly.

one in the middle row particularly caught my eye, it was light and dark blue with gold accents decorating the bottom near the base.

(y/n) came close to me and picked up the fan.

"seems this one has caught your eye miss Shirasagi Himegimi, i must say, it really compliments your outfit." says (y/n) with a silly smile on their face, and passed me the sensu.

"yes, i do believe i have made a decision, i love this one, and can't wait to use it." i say with a smile. i bring the sensu to the counter and (y/n) paid for it.

"thank you (y/n), this really is a beautiful gift. i cannot thank you enough." i said to them as they grab my hand and lead us through ritou back to the kamisato estate. "not as beautiful as you." (y/n) says with a smile on their face.

as the two get back to the kamisato estate, they are greeted by thoma at the door. "hey you two, (y/n) didn't expect to see you here, how have you been?" says thoma as he opens the door for the pair. "i've been great, is ayato home?" (y/n) says after helping me place my bags on the table.

"no unfortunately, he's away currently. it was an urgent appointment with the Yashiro Commission, so he left this afternoon." thoma explains to us.

"i see, i was unaware there was a meeting with the Yashiro Commission today, my apologies, i was unable to attend." i say while talking my new sensu out of the bag.

"sorry for cutting this visit short thoma, but unfortunately i gotta get going, i'm helping itto host another one of his events again tomorrow." (y/n) says while sighing. "we understand, good luck (y/n), see you soon!" thoma says while waving goodbye to them.

"hey (y/n), wait up!" i say while closing the doors to the estate behind me.

"thank you again for the amazing night, i cannot thank you enough. it was truly a night to remember." i say to them while getting on my tip toes and giving them a quick kiss on the cheek.

(y/n) starts blushing and then giggles.

"of course ayaka, dont worry, i'll come back and visit again. then you can treat me to something!" they say while laughing again.

"of course, i cant wait. safe travels (y/n)! i'll miss you." i say while giving them a big hug goodbye.

(y/n) waves goodbye and disappears down the path into chinju forest.

~ word count: 1271 ~

thanks again guys for reading my first oneshot on this account, i hope you enjoyed it!

have a great day/night!

-pixi

#genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin imagines #genshin fanfic #kamisato ayaka #genshin ayaka #ayaka x reader #genshin impact oneshot #fanfic #fanfiction #anime #genshin x oc #gn reader

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twilightknight17 · 1 year ago

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P5T Story Finale - Part 2

I'm typing this up while sleepy to post in the morning, but here is the rest!

Where last we left our beloved idiots, they were running for their lives back to the train from the collapsing Palace. Lavenza attempts to do the whole "please keep your hands and arms inside the ride" speech, but Morgana cuts her off and begs her to just go.

It's kind of cute how disappointed she is that she doesn't get to say it. But we're going!

[insert the sound of the Thieves screaming here]

The train is able to take us back over all the previous Kingdoms to get back to Erina's, and we get to see how happy everyone is that all of this is finally over. Also I just love how the flying train looks. <3 I wish it could stay like this. I'm sure there's a way to connect that to the other rooms. XDDD

Once we land, Lavenza informs everyone that the rest of the Kingdoms will disappear soon, and that we should "use our time wisely". I'll give the kids credit: they figured out really fast that it meant Erina was going to disappear too. Even if she was still going to 'exist' in Toshiro's heart, they were sad that they couldn't bring her to the real world with them.

I dunno, Toshiro, if the others were never gonna see Arsene or Captain Kidd or Robin Hood again, I think they'd be sad, too. You're fine. Everyone else is crying, too.

I really think everyone got a crying sprite, actually.

Erina gets to say something nice to each of the Thieves, and that she was glad to be friends with them. And she promises Akira and Morgana that she'll find a way to see them again one day.

It's sweet, even if it probably won't happen. :(

Toshiro promises that he won't forget anything that's happened here, and he won't waver in his convictions ever again. I'm surprisingly proud of him. He started this game as an absolute soggy paper bag of a man, and now he's gained nerves of steel.

Maybe nerves of like... copper. He's still got a ways to go. But he's come so far.

After everything fades out, the Thieves find themselves back in Leblanc. There is no indication of how much time passed while they were gone. They mentioned resting multiple times, so within meta-space, the equivalent of days were passing, but there's no clue how it correlates to the real world. Toshiro was in there long enough that there was a news report about him being missing, but like, Sojiro's not kicking the door in freaking out about where his kids have been, so... I don't even know.

(Sojiro is not in this game at all, which is sad. :( )

The Thieves are worried whether Toshiro made it back safely, and Ann makes a brilliant suggestion.

Fortunately, everyone shoots that down with the reminder that Public Security is watching them, so they are forced to just wait and see what happens for now.

Morgana makes the most adorably intense face.

Toshiro, meanwhile, has either reappeared at the Diet, or went to the Diet immediately after reappearing. And Marie and Yoshiki don't seem to have any clue where he was.

So I guess they didn't throw him in. Which means it really all was just Salmael trying to break him.

Imagine being just a guy, trying to exist, and a god decided to specifically try to break your brain. What the heck. X'D

Yoshiki and Marie immediately remind us that they are horrible fucking people even when they're not Salmael's cognitive puppets.

Toshiro just agrees with everything they say.

And then as soon as they leave, he rips up the script.

We love a man who's been through character development. XD

Timeskip an undetermined amount of time forward.

Futaba mentions it's "warmer" today, so maybe we're into early March? Everyone is still in school. Can we at least get a single flicker of what date it is?? Please? Scramble had a calendar; I'm dying over here. XDDD

Anyway, Toshiro held a press conference and went rogue, indicted his father for all of his crimes, resigned his position on the Diet, and broke off his engagement, all in one go. I kind of wish we'd gotten that scene properly, because it would have been a WILD ride. At least the picture is great. XD

That is sad, though, because I think he'd be a fantastic prime minister now. And one with a semi-direct line to the Phantom Thieves of Hearts!

He calls the Leblanc phone to get in touch with them and let them know he's okay, which is both sweet and hilarious.

He says he's still dealing with hearings and court stuff surrounding his father and Marie, and that he's being looked down on as part of it all, too. But he also says he's going to start his career from scratch, and work his way back up on his own merits. Which is a noble goal. Maybe him and Yoshida can meet and hang out. They've got a lot in common, and Toshiro can use a mentor who isn't a piece of shit.

But Toshiro's okay for now, and that's the important part. He makes the Thieves a promise to never give up on his ideals, and it's really nice.

And with a bit more philosophizing about human nature and hearts and whatnot, we have hit the credits!

Post-credits, we get a lot of online chatter about how Toshiro has been seen out in public basically every day. Hanging out in Station Square, talking to people, helping out with things, basically doing everything he can to rebuild his reputation.

And someone is watching him.

She walks with a cane now, but she's here, and I'm so happy they were reunited. I want them to be so happy together.

And that is the actual end! The final boss was really cool, and I thought the ending was great. Obviously I'm sad to see Erina go, but it made sense. I am curious why they changed her name in English. Watching the kids ponder over whether "Eri" and "Erina" were related in some way was... a little exasperating. I don't know if leaving her name as Elle would have made it less of a glaring neon signpost, or if "Elle" in Japanese was an equally-obvious reading in some way.

I'm a little annoyed that we never really found out how the Thieves got into the metaverse? Like, if we assume Salmael yoinked Toshiro, did he also yoink the Thieves? Was it an accident because of all the duplicates of Leblanc? Give me something, game.

I wish they'd done more with the fact that it's a sequel. Namedrop Sumi and Maruki, at least, because as it stands, it's just little things. The grappling hook. Lavenza. It's no fun to have all this potential stuff and not use it. Although it is funny, because I still don't think anything in Scramble contradicts any of this, so it would still work as a Royal-timeline sequel. Which means these kids will have killed five gods in five months. And that's assuming there's no god at the end of the DLC. XDDDDDDD

The mechanics were fun, and different from what I was expecting. A little repetitive at times, but not in a way that I found annoying. The real annoyance is trying to get enough money for all the persona-summoning to fill the compendium. XDDDDD

Also, I ran into... I guess a weird glitch? Right at the end, after I saved my clear data. I saved two slots before I left for the final fight against Salmael, so I'd have one to go back to to grind for personas before I do NG+. Those files were at about 36-37 hours. Salmael and the ending took me about 2 hours.

The game seems to think those two hours were 120, so apparently I fell into the hyperbolic time cube when I wasn't looking???

I didn't touch anything in slot 2 after I left for the final battle, but even THAT time changed. I don't get it. I haven't spent 157 hours without going to NG+, I swear. X'D

(NG+, which will apparently save my money, compendium, notes, gallery, and weapons. But not my level, so I STILL have to be level 96 to fuse Satanael. Damn it, Atlus. Also apparently you can fuse the other protag and protag-adjacent personas on NG+? So, Orpheus, Izanagi and Izanagi-no-Okami, Athena, Tsukiyomi, Ariadne, Thanatos, and Messiah. Which sounds awesome but also aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa more fusion. XDDDD)

Last but not least, I went back to check out the other option when Salmael asks for your answer.

It does nothing. The scene proceeds the same no matter which you pick. I was kind of expecting a bad ending, so that's a little disappointing.

Overall, I really enjoyed Tactica, and now I can't wait to play the DLC and figure out how Atlus has shoehorned this scenario into November instead of just committing to a sequel. X'D These kids had the busiest November of anyone ever, apparently.

See you for spray paint!

#Li plays P5T #one day I'll make a persona final boss tier list #to go with the Persona Parents tier list that I also need to make XD

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skinni-girls-eat-books · 9 months ago

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Tuesday, February 20th, 2024!

8:20am: Phew, that was fun, back to business now 😎 business of being a bachelorette 🤪 it's so cold I need to hook up the heated blanket bc I did that thing where I crumple up in my sleep then the stomach and back hurt from literally constricting all night. Also need to do laundry so I can get my warm clothes, they're all wet and sickly 🙃 need to start studying today (RIP this quiz) and not get another L. And also not get sick again, I need to handle these gum blisters. High key this is what happens when I have to entertain for a weekend like I am immediately behind on just so much shit. But it's so worth it ❤️ I love my family

12:22pm: Well I just don't know anymore. Every time I think I've done the worst unimaginable thing, I seem to one up myself?? I'm inflicting the karma personally now, but I don't know how to say I truly didn't mean to. Maybe my subconscious meant to. I have no fucking idea. But can we talk about how I haven't seen rain like that in months, probably won't see it again for several months, like it was just a damn bad sign. I still just think it was part of his personal karma, I just really didn't think it would get wet like that bc it hasn't rained like that since the literal summer. I think he hates me now. Well. Ok I can't do anything about that. Welp. Just kinda have no words, I was literally in fight or flight mode and he will never understand that he's the fucking reason. Fight or flight is not a reasonable train of thought in that situation. No shit I did something that makes no sense I was shaking terrified. And he doesn't fucking realize he's the goddamn reason. Good riddance.

3:09pm: well I think he blocked me on everything. A rain storm took out 8 years of friendship. And this is the what, 900th time he's chosen material objects, replaceable possessions over me? 901st time he's chosen paper, a piece of paper, over speaking to me ever again I guess. I guess I'm the shitty person, not him who lied and cheated on front of my face, nope me, who was shaking too anxious freaking out in my apartment bc he threatened my brother five days before coming to town 🤷

3:39pm: maybe this is my karma for hitting on a guy in a relationship, we just are no longer friends. Well I guess she got what she wanted, he is getting what he wants, which is to finally be able to blame me for something, and I get to have them both out of my life. This is the world now. The world is still turning.

4:00pm: It's like he was just looking for a reason to block me, just like he was looking for any reason to cheat, to leave, to break up, to move out, any little thing that could be a provoking reason and just running with it. I'm done.

I know this is technically my fault, I have apologized. Everything still feels abusive though. I was just trying to save myself, I was being selfish. But um hello so is cheating. He's not better than me and in my opinion he's still much worse than anything I've ever done to him. It's just things.

I would hope if something is actually going to come of this, his grandma would give me a warning first or something. I want to call her but I feel like everything is too heated. Let me go home, blow my nose and use the bathroom, maybe I'll call her tonight.

4:48pm: TBH we always talk about forgiving these stupid assholes. Why don't I forgive myself for this? I forgive myself. Even if I did it subconsciously, even if I was being a bitch in the back of my mind (I really don't feel this way) it's more like I was just tired of thinking about it! And look at me, thinking about it now. It's over. Whatever. He wants to take me to small claims or something? Whatever I'll live. He wants to run a smear campaign on me? Didn't he already do that? I'm still alive. He wants to take the cats as revenge? I'll live, they'll live, life goes on. If something happens to them that will be his shit I guess. I forgive myself and C said it, I'm already being Way. Too. Nice. Everybody would agree with me. I can't even bring it up bc ppl will be like ?? You still talk to him ?? Ppl would be so confused. I did the best I could without causing myself unnecessary stress on a weekend when I didn't want stress. Was I journaling this weekend? Fuck no there was a reason for that, because I was actually being happy living life. That's why y'all didn't hear from me tf. Healing continues though so we're back, still gonna push forward though.

5:19pm Damn yeah he blocked me on everything! What was even the point of speaking to me. That's fucked up to confront someone about something, something so materialistic, and then not accept an apology. Whatever. Good luck with life, good luck being a petty ass mf, acting like you're some heaven on earth angel who can do no wrong, fuck you.

5:34pm: I told my brother what happened, and he helped me feel better, I wish he lived closer to here but texting is ok now :) my family is just everything ❤️ I tried my best, it's over now, like a fever dream. On to find someone else to give my love and effort to 🥰 I'm just gonna give it to myself for now.

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rantgical · 1 year ago

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So I had a nightmare. Couldn't really fall back asleep afterwards, I mean I can but didn't really feel like I got any more rest ya know?

The details are blurry now but I woke up crying which is not something I often do. I do remember what the nightmare was about.

I was taking a test, I think it was a math test, and the supervisor was my old math teacher from middle school. At one point she left the room (or maybe just turned away?) and the guy in front of me started immediately talking to his friend who was sitting behind me. Like he actually got up and started waving his test around, comparing answers with them.

I remember he was waving his test paper in front of mine and I got annoyed because I couldn't see my test so eventually, I think I yelled at him. Couldn't remember what I yelled but right after I did the teacher came back and yelled at everyone to get the hell back in their seats.

So I thought, great that was the end of that. But a moment later she came up to my desk, grabbed my test paper and ripped it in half. After that is when the details got really blurry but I remember her saying something about me breaking the rules?

It wasn't downright because I 'cheated' because honestly dream me did not look at the test paper that was obscuring her view.

But looking back on it, the part I found weird was after that I cried and begged her for... something, a new paper? A second chance? Can't remember. But it was weird because irl I never beg for anything and I'll sure as hell never cry and make a scene in a classroom full of people, and then I woke up.

After thinking about it some more I figured the reason dream me was so out of character was because that nightmare resembled something that actually happened when I was actually in middle school.

There was a math test I took then that had really unclear instructions because the teacher wasn't here and the supervisor in her stead didn't know shit. So, being the smartass sixth grader I am, I scrawled a note on the top margins of the page, above the school logo and the box where you put your name, that said (and I quote) "The instructions for this test was unclear so just mark whichever one is in the correct spot okay?"

And that's what I handed in. Doesn't seem too bad right?

Apparently that was a big no-no because a week later the teacher came in and she was fucking pissed. She called me to the front of the class and basically asked what the hell I was thinking. She read out the message to the whole class and started going on about how you're absolutely not supposed to write on the top margins of exam paper and how even the teachers take care not to write anything there and how what I wrote was disrespectful, yada yada.

I don't know how embarrassing it actually is but sixth grade Regi was mortified. So I apologized, promised I won't do it again, sat back down, and that was the end of that right? wrong.

About an hour later, someone from the class next door came into mine and said that she wanted to see me. So I went to the class next door and then in front of that class, she gave the exact same spiel she gave in my class about how I was super disrespectful because I wrote on the top margins of some fucking piece of paper.

So now I've been embarrassed (I won't say humiliated because that's a strong word even and I'm sure it felt more embarrassing than it actually was) in front of two classes. Can't remember at what point I started crying but I remember sitting outside the classroom during break time and either crying or brooding even when everyone else lined up to go back inside after break time.

I remember telling my parents and they got way angrier than I thought they would and they actually came to see that teacher the next day (even though I said it was fine and they didn't have to do that) and then for the third time she said she wanted to see me but this time it was to sit me down and say she didn't mean to humiliate me in front of two classes (she said other things too but that's the part that stayed with me and also the fact that she never explicitly apologized).

And then that was that. Life moved on. The end.

So why did something that happened when I was like 12 come back to haunt me 8 years later? Probably because that whole ordeal was heavier on my psyche than I initially thought it was (does it count as trauma? I don't really know, I don't wanna say that it is and risk making a mountain out of a mole hill) and well yea that sucked. I couldn't sleep after that so I'm gonna be tired for the rest of the day and I have to go to work feeling like this.

Anyway good morning.

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beck-hartman · 1 year ago

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She didn't react, not like it was him. He held her anyway, as he could almost hear the cracks spreading through his heart, he held her. "You are, you are everything," he repeated, trying to bring some life back into her again. He always proudly declared he was fearless, but there was one thing, one thing that would always terrify him: losing her.

"Don't say that," he forced out through screaming lungs begging for air, "don't. I have never loved anything else." If she'd pushed him off the Lighthouse tower, it would have hurt less. "I do love the girl from eight years ago, that's true. I also love the girl from twenty two years ago who colored on my paper and held my hand on field trips so she could drag me around, and the girl from twelve years ago who stood right here with me and didn't laugh when I finally told her I had a crush on her--when what I really wanted to say was I loved her. And the one who was so sure she would hate sushi, the one who got out on the water with me to learn to surf, the one who would jump off cliffs with me, the one who would smoke a joint with me while we watched Titanic and swore if we ever got separated, we would meet back up in Heaven. Because she knew as well as I did--as I do--that this is it. We're the real deal, Shosh."

She wouldn't look at him, pulling away in more ways than physical, and he could feel it like a ripping in his very soul. "Stop it!" He didn't know how to handle this, wildly unprepared, but he couldn't bear to hear any more of her saying things that weren't true. "I love every version of you. If tonight showed us anything, it's that you're still stubborn as hell and I love that part too," he said, pouring every ounce of his passion into pulling her back. He didn't know from word to word what was coming or if it was the right thing to say, but it was all he had. "He was the one who wasn't enough for you, he didn't see you. Some violent psychopath doesn't get to define who you are. He doesn't get to say you're not enough. I--listen, I don't think you're perfect, Shosh, I mean, you're pretty damn close, but I don't have you on some pedestal. I see you, and I know that's scary. Especially now. I saw it the first day I came into the shop, some of your light had gone out, but it came back. Part of it anyway. At the beach, at your apartment, half a dozen more places we've been in the last month. You're not broken. You're hurting, you've been so hurt and I'm not sure how to help with that but I'm gonna try. We can figure it out together, how to heal."

He was saying too much, but he had oceans for her. "If you need to hear every day how worthy you are, I'll do it. I have lots of material. We can stand right here every night and I'll tell you. But Shosh, I have never once thought about leaving you. I'm the one who clings, and I'm still clinging now." He inhaled, trying once again for some cold, bitter air that never quite filled his lungs. "If you need space--" It almost broke him completely to say this, but it wasn't about him. This was for her, every option was available to her and she was free to choose one. "If this is too much right now, I'll--I'll give it to you. But I'll never let go, and I'm not going to leave. If you are not ready, if I pushed you too fast, I can be the best friend. I can do that. I know we said we wouldn't make it five minutes, but we can try. I will give you what you need, whatever that is, just tell me and just--just don't leave me. Shoshanna Rose, please don't leave me."

Shosh was frozen as he pulled her into his arms, but she didn't stop him. She allowed him to hold her like this because she was selfish, but she shook her head as he spoke. He was wrong. "I'm not," she said, voice muffled by his chest, "I'm not everything. I'm nothing." She felt as hollow as her voice must have sounded.

"You don't love me. You can't. There's nothing here," Shosh gestured to herself again, "to love. You loved who I was eight years ago, when we were kids. That girl is dead. He killed her, and I'm all that's left. This pathetic husk." She kept her eyes downcast, watching her fingers twist the ring she had stolen from Beck. She didn't want him to see her like this, so shattered by another man. The one she had married instead of him.

"I'm not enough for you. I'm barely enough for me, and I certainly wasn't enough for him. He made that clear; he wouldn't have..." She trailed off before continuing, "And if I can't be enough for a...a monster, there's no way I can be enough for someone like you, someone good." Shosh pulled away then, standing and facing the ocean.

The storm was really going, rain battering against the windows. She wondered what it would feel like on her skin, what the wind would feel like in her hair.

"I understand..." She cleared her throat, "I understand that you think you want me. It's a nice sentiment, really. But it's fine. You don't...you don't have to say all that. You can leave; I know you're thinking about it." He probably was. And who wouldn't be? No one wanted to be with someone like this. Damaged goods. "I won't be mad."

#( thread | shosh. )#abuse tw #domestic violence tw #trauma tw #anxiety tw #long post cw

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blog-name-idk · 2 years ago

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Everything Falls (Into Place) | 13

*Banner by the incredible @bangtansmauyeondan

Pairing: OT7 x Fem Reader

Genre: College!AU, Roommate!AU, Fluff, Humor, Smut

Summary: Your new roommates are unbearably nice and unbearably hot. Good thing you're an adult who is fully capable of platonic friendships with the opposite sex, right?

Word Count: 2098

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You

Mina, I'm screwed

Mina

Oh nice, you finally got laid?

You

Wow you are sooo hilarious

Mina

You love it

Now tell Mama Mina what ails you

You

It's dumb. And embarrassing.

Mina

What, you suddenly realize you're in love with all your perfect roommates?

You

…

Mina

Omg

I fucking knew it

And you were so sure you were gonna be fine

Lolololol

You

It's not all of them!!

Mina

YET lmaooooo

I'm dying

You

Ok well once you can breathe again

HELP

Mina

Lol

I mean

Is it really that big a deal?

You

????

Of course it is

They're my friends

I'm violating their trust

I'm using friendship as an excuse to hang out with them!

Mina

Bruh

You

I'm the worst

Mina

Omg dude

Breathe

Are you doing it to get in their pants?

You

Of course not

I mean they're all smoking hot

But it's not like it's my goal or anything

I just like spending time with them

Mina

Which is what friends do, you adorable dork

So which ones are they?

You

Jin, Jimin, and Yoongi

Mina

Huh, I thought for sure Taehyung was gonna be in there

You

Mina!!!

Mina

I mean, he's gorgeous and totally whipped for you

You

You know he's like that with everyone, right?

Mina

Suuuuuuure

Well, let me know which one you fall for next ;)

You

MINA!!!!

Mina

Well if not him

Maybe Namjoon?

You said you have a huge boner for his voice and dimples

Didn't you write a fucking research paper for him lmao

You

Please never bring that up again

I purged it from my memory

Mina

Or that other dancer guy?

Hope or something?

Didn't you spend all night cuddling with him that one time

You

It's Hobi

And no, he's sunshines and rainbows and too pure for this world

Mina

Lol you sound gone for him already

What about that cutie you used to tutor?

You

Omg no Kookie is too young

Mina

He's one year younger than you dumbass

Also didn't you say he's both the cutest thing ever and ripped as fuck?

You

Are you trying to ruin my life

Mina

Only a little ;)

Really though, I wouldn't freak out so much about it

From what you've told me about them, they all seem like super legit dudes

You

That's the problem!!!

I spent so long immunizing myself against their looks

I totally forgot to guard against their personalities

😭😭😭

Mina

Lol what I mean is

You told them the first day that nothing would ever happen, right?

So they're gonna respect that

They're not gonna make a move unless you do

You

Lol not like they would anyway

Have you SEEN them??

Mina

Bitch have you MET you?

You

Aw thanks

But seriously I'm freaking out

Mina

It's not that complicated

Either you do something about it or you don't

No one (including you) is forcing them to do anything

And no one is forcing you either

You

…

Huh

I was overthinking again, wasn't I

Mina

Yeah but it's one of your charms <3

And if you ever need an outlet you know I'm always here to read your thirsty-ass texts

Srsly I kinda wish I had popcorn

You

You're the best <3

Mina

You can thank me by getting daddy Jin to buy me something nice

You

I rescind my last statement

~~~~~

Eomma

Hi honey, how's school going?

Seokjin

Hey mom, pretty good!

Everyone in my group project is actually competent for once

How are you and dad?

Eomma

We're doing great!

Speaking of groups…

Seokjin

Oh boy

Eomma

When are you going to bring [y/n] for a proper visit?

Seokjin

Uhh I'm not sure

She's really busy with schoolwork

Eomma

She's a double major, isn't she?

What a hard worker

And such a sweet girl

We really liked her, Seokjinnie

Seokjin

I know, you've both told me multiple times

She is pretty great though

She liked you guys too

Eomma

Well we don't mind if she brings some of her work here!

Lord knows your father will understand

You should stay for the whole weekend!

We can prepare the guest room downstairs so you don't have to worry about disturbing us ;)

Seokjin

MOM!!!

Eomma

No need to be shy, we all saw the way you were looking at her

Reminds me of your father and I when we first met

We couldn't keep our hands off each other

Seokjin

I did not need to hear that

Eomma

Can you blame your mother for being excited?

It's been so long since you've introduced us to anyone other than those cute boys you live with

We're just so happy for you

And we'd love to get to know [y/n] better

Seokjin

Sigh… I'll ask her

ONLY dinner though, not the weekend!

Eomma

Ah, I understand

More comfortable in your own homes, I get it ;)

Seokjin

Oh my god

~~~~~

Jin

Hello my wonderful, perfect wife!

Did I tell you that you look absolutely ravishing today?

You

You're about to ask me for something, aren't you…

Jin

Can't a man tell his wife she looks beautiful?

You

Okay then

So you just texted me to compliment me

Jin

Exactly

You

Thanks, babe <3

I'll talk to you later

Jin

Wait no come back, you're right

But I also DO think you look great today!

You

I knew it

You're a heartbreaker Kim Seokjin :(

You'll be hearing from my divorce lawyer

Jin

Nooooo!

Please give me a second chance!

We didn't have a prenup!

You

Hmmm alright

But only because you're so pretty when you beg

Jin

Thank you

You're benevolent and forgiving and lovely

You

Continue

Jin

And beautiful and smart and funny

Flowers bloom when you walk

The wind sighs when you pass by

My soul weeps when we have to part ways in the morning after our steamy, sensual nights

You

Ok ok what is this favor?

Jin

My parents want us to come over for dinner

Honestly it's your fault for seducing them with your feminine wiles

You

Oooooo dinner with the in-laws!

You should be glad they like me, Jinnie

But yeah I'd be happy to, they were really nice

Probably can't in the near future though, final projects are coming up with a vengeance

Jin

Yeah I figured, same here

Just wanted to run it by you since my mom brought it up

You

Are you sure you're okay with it?

We could probably stage an amicable break up

Jin

More than okay

I like spending time with you and my parents will be happy, it's a win-win

You

Awww babe <3

Jin

~~~~~

Jungkook

I hate matrices

You

Aww Kookie

Linear algebra?

Jungkook

Yes :(

You

Want me to take a look when I get home?

Jungkook

Yes please!

Study date?

You

Sounds good :)

Jungkook

Thank you [y/n]!

You're the best

I'll make some of my fancy ramyun

You

Yay!!!!

Jungkook

Will you make cookies this weekend?

You

Hmm

Only if you're good and help me with dinner cleanup the rest of this week

Jungkook

Okay!

You know you can ask me to do that anytime, right?

Without bribing me

You

And that's why I'll make them

Cookies for my sweet lil Kookie

Thanks in advance for the help :)

Jungkook

Anything for you :)

~~~~~

Yoongi

yo can you check if i left my beanie in my room?

Jungkook

~~~~~

Jimin

Hello fellow 10s and 95s!

My classmate's having a party tonight

Let's goooooooo

Taehyung

Sounds like fun!

You

I'm sorry Chim

It does sound like fun, but I have too much schoolwork :(

Taehyung

But it's Friday!

You always have schoolwork :(

Jimin

Don't you love us? :(

You

Don't point those sad faces at me

Taehyung

:(((((((

Jimin

:(((((((((

You

You know those don't work over text right?

Jimin

Are you in your room right now?

You

Taehyung

That's a lie

She got home 10 minutes ago

Jimin

Meet you there Taetae!!!

You

I'm locking the door

Taehyung

I'm almost there!

Jimin

Perfect

You

WTF YOU CAN'T COME IN THROUGH HOBI'S ROOM

THAT'S CHEATING

~~~~~

You

Hobi! There's a sale on Sprite at the grocery store!

Hobi

!!!!

I'm busy all day though :(

You

I already got some for you hehe

Hobi

You're too good to me

I must have done something great in a past life to have you as a friend :')

You

Aw Hobi you're making me blush

Hobi

It's the truth!

You

Oh! Mina accidentally called you Hope instead of Hobi, isn't that so cute?

Hobi

Haha I like it!

You

Now introducing the best dancer in the world

Some call him Jung Hoseok

But the rest of us know him as J-HOOOOOOOPE!!!!

Hobi

Now you're making me blush!!!

You

It fits so well since you bring hope and sunshine into my life

Hobi

[Y/n]! Stop!!!!

You

You don't want to be my hope? :(

Hobi

You know that's not what I meant!

You

All this time I thought we had something special :(

Hobi

Sigh okay…

I'm your hope, and you're my hope

You

J-HOOOOOOOOOPE!

~~~~~

Yoongi

you up?

You

Min Yoongi you did not just send me a "u up" text

Yoongi

i did

one hand job please

You

I'm starting to regret making that joke

Wait are you seriously asking me to come to the music building at midnight?

Yoongi

nah i'm in my room

You

You know I'm not accepting payment via your "tongue technology" right?

Yoongi

that's too bad

i was going to show you one of my tracks

You

omw

~~~~~

You

Fucj Mina he'a so hot omg

akfjlfj

Mina

Which one are we talking about right now?

You

YONGU

HE RAPS

ADN HES GOOD

FUUCCCKKKJJKKJ

Mina

Wait are you drunk?

You

I coldnt hmdle the turth sober dont judg me

Mina

You're a huge dweeb and I love you

~~~~~

You

Hey Namjoon!

I've got a rough draft for my linguistics final done

Would you mind looking at it when you get a chance?

Namjoon

Sure thing!

Though knowing you it will be great already

You

Haha thanks but it's a rough draft for a reason

Namjoon

Do you have any more papers coming up for that art history class?

More than happy to look through those too

You

Lol well

The final for that one is a group project!

So no papers left this year

Namjoon

That's too bad, I really enjoyed the one you showed me!

You

I am so glad I can't see your dimples over text

Namjoon

Huh?

What do you mean?

You

Nevermind

Anyway I'll email you the paper later!

Thanks Namjoon!

Namjoon

No problem

You know I'm always happy to help

You

Yeah

You're the best :)

I'll make brownies this weekend

Namjoon

This house is blessed

~~~~~

Jackson

Hey, Namjoon!

Namjoon

Jackson! What's up?

Jackson

Not much, just wanted to check in

And thank you for taking good care of my baby sister

Namjoon

Haha she takes care of us too

Jackson

I did want to ask you how she's doing

We talk every week but she's the kind of person to play down any issues she has

I was pretty surprised when she asked me for help that one time, actually

Namjoon

We've noticed that

She does seem fine overall

I think she works too hard

But try telling her to take a break

Jackson

I know exactly what you mean

I'm glad you're looking out for her

I'm sure you two nerds get along well

Namjoon

Yeah it's nice having another art buddy

She actually wrote the coolest paper for her art history class

It was really good

Jackson

Namjoon

For the elective she's taking

Jackson

She's not taking any art history classes…

Namjoon

Yeah she is?

Selected Topics in Contemporary Art

Jackson

She is definitely not in that class

Namjoon

That doesn't make any sense

She asked me for help

Jackson

Namjoon

Her paper was flawless

Even the citations were perfectly formatted

Jackson

Explain

Namjoon

Uhh she told me she was having trouble starting her paper and needed references

And I gave her some texts and pointers

Then offered to proofread her paper

Jackson

Namjoon

Jackson

Be honest with me

Namjoon

I'm always honest with you?

Jackson

Are you and my sister… involved?

Namjoon

WHAT

No, of course not!

I would never!

Jackson

Oh so you're saying my sister isn't worthy of your attention?

Namjoon

I feel like there is no good answer here

Jackson

We'll talk when I'm back in the country

Namjoon

Oh come on, dude

Jackson?

Please man

I want children someday

I need my balls

Hello?

~~~~~

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Tags: @singukieee @persphonesorchid @xmochiloverx @taestefully-in-luv @meavie @silscintilla @forpunishers @jnghs

#bts x reader #bts fanfic #bts fluff #bts ot7 x reader #kim namjoon x reader #kim seokjin x reader #park jimin x reader #jeon jungkook x reader #min yoongi x reader #kim taehyung x reader #jung hoseok x reader

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howlingday · 3 years ago

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lets give this one another shot buddy :) one day after accidently locking team jnpr out of their rooms jaune shows his friends that he can pick a lock (in under 10 seconds too) this leads to nora wanting to unlock his tragic backstory (tm) but jaune won't tell her anything about his past, mainly because he doesn't have the heart to admit he only learned to pick locks because he thought it would impress girls. nora of course does the only sensible thing and breaks into the headmaster's office to take a look at his transcripts, but what she reads breaks her heart. knowing about jaune's tragic backstory (tm) now she understands that he wasn't willing to talk about it because of his trauma (tm) and it's up to nora to let their friends know so that he can finally start to heal (in which nora tells a nora story that is a captivating as it is heartbreaking in it's own nora-like way. the transcripts don't say everything however, and so nora and friends must work to unlock jaune-jaune's tragic backstory (tm) so that he can finally recover from his masculine trauma (tm) )

Jaune: No, really, don't worry about it. It's... It's kind of personal, okay?

Nora nodded in agreement of her leader's decision. After all, he was her leader, and if his ability to pick locks was a matter of personal privacy, who was she to butt in where she didn't belong?

Oh, that's right! She's Nora spirits-damned Valkyrie! And come hell or high water, she was going to learn her leader's secrets.

But doing this will require cunning, tact, and most importantly, grace.

Nora: LEMME SEE JAUNE-JAUNE'S SCRIPTS, OR I'LL BREAK YOUR FUCKING KNEES!

Ozpin: (Shrugs) Sure. (Tosses her Jaune's transcripts) That should be all of it.

Nora: Wait, it's that easy?

Ozpin: Of course. You seem like a responsible young lady.

Nora: Sure... How about your coffee recipe?

Ozpin: How about no more pancakes?

Nora: Bye, Headmaster! (Runs out) Thank you again!

Ozpin: What a sweet girl. It's too bad I won't live to see her grow up, because once she graduates, I won't care anymore.

As Nora approaches her dorm room, she notices just how thick the transcripts were. She decided to count the pages as she held them in hand.

Nora: One, two, three-

A minor obstacle caused her to stumble, but she pressed onward, mumbling a half-hearted apology. Whether it was a Grimm, or a bookshelf, or-

Cardin: Watch it, bubble-brain!

Or Cardin Winchester, Beacon's biggest first year bully and tormentor of her team leader. As she thought, minor obstacle. Now, where was she? Oh, right! The papers!

Nora: One, two, three-

The pages were ripped from her fingers as Cardin yanked them out of her distracted grip. Curses! Wait, this is Nora's mind. She could swear for real! Mother-!

Cardin: Feelin' alright, bubble-brain? You're looking... more crazy that usual.

Nora: Huh? What? Yeah, I'm fine. Where's my papers?

Cardin: You mean these?

Nora: Yeah, those! Gimmee!

Cardin: What's the magic word?

Nora: (Grabs him by the collar) How tough are your kneecaps?

Cardin: C-Close enough! (Hands her the pages) What are those anyways?

Nora: Jaune's transcripts! He wouldn't tell me about his past, so now I'm digging for it!

Cardin: Wait, his transcripts? How'd you get those?

Nora: I asked real nicely!

Cardin: ...You threatened him, didn't you?

Nora: Who told you?! I'll break their legs!

Cardin looked to the transcripts once more, and confirmed the contents' validity by the goofy photo of Arc himself.

The two were on better terms now, but a little voice inside of him begged him with one last idea. It had been a while, so why not make-up for lost time?

Cardin: Say, mind if I take a look at those?

Nora: Okay, but don't rip 'em.

As Cardin took them, he noticed how cleanly forged they were. If he didn't already know, he would believe they were real. But he did know. Nora didn't, though.

Cardin: Wow, I thought Jauney-boy was green, but he's seen more than any of us combined!

Nora: Huh? What do you mean?

Cardin: Look at this; his middle name is Luna.

Nora: So?

Cardin: As in the Luna bandit tribe? They give their slaves middle names so they live their entire lives branded as property of the Luna tribe.

Nora: (Gasps) That explains so much!

Cardin: And this, right here; "Primary School - Ansel", the same Ansel Primary School famous for it's fight pits. The best students were forced to fight the weaker ones, to show them they're inferior.

Nora: How awful!

Cardin: I... I have to go! This is too much! Listen, whatever you read, don't let anyone else know. This would ruin Jaune.

Nora: Wow, I mean, of course! I wouldn't want Jaune to suffer because of his past.

Cardin: Thank you! You really are too kind! (Walks away, Whispers) And way too gullible.

Pyrrha: Nora? Are you okay?

Nora continued to sob as she reread the transcripts again for the third time, sniffling under her bedsheets. When Pyrrha threw back the sheets, Nora looked up in shock, then scrambled to her feet.

Nora: How could you let this happen?!

Pyrrha: Excuse me?

Nora: This! (Waves pages in front of Pyrrha) Our fearless leader has been suffering, and you never helped him!

Pyrrha: What on Remnant are you talking about?

Nora: Look!

Pyrrha took the transcripts as Nora threw them at her. She looked down the slightly soggy pages from what she prayed were only tears, only to look up in confusion.

Pyrrha: I... don't understand.

Nora: I know! It's horrible! We have to help him!

Pyrrha: No, Nora, I mean I don't understand what you mean. These look like normal transcripts.

Nora gasped at the blasphemous words. She then slid next to Pyrrha, guiding her eyes with her fingers as she pointed out each detail. Pyrrha shook her head.

Pyrrha: Nora, none of this is strange to me.

Nora: Yeah, sure, because you're Miss Invincible! You never had to hide any of your flaws because you don't have any! Jaune, though, does! (Points to a section) Look! It says here he gets seasick real easily!

Pyrrha: So? A lot of people have motion sickness, Nora.

Nora: Yeah, but not like Jaune! Jaune is clearly suffering from some deep seated mental trauma after he was abducted by sky pirates!

Pyrrha: Sky pirates?

Nora: Yeah! He was kidnapped by them while he was out camping, then they forced him to be their cabin boy! Swabbing decks, tying lines, scooping out bilge birds!

Pyrrha: Nora-

Nora: But don't worry, Jaune! With our help, we'll help you overcome those night terrors, even if we have to sleep in the same bed!

Pyrrha then had an idea. A wonderful idea. A most wonderfully, terribly awful idea.

Pyrrha: Why don't you tell me more, Nora? After all, we should definitely help our friend however we can.

Nora: I knew you'd see it my way!

Nora: And because of his upbringing in the orphanage, he cuts off the tails of his nuggets so his sister could eat the bigger piece.

Ruby: That explains why he's so skinny!

Weiss: ...This is literally the dumbest thing I've ever experienced.

Blake: I've heard dumber.

Weiss: And you're going along with this because...?

Ren: It's Nora.

Weiss: Ah, I see.

Jaune: See what, Snow Angel? How much I think you look beautiful today?

Weiss: (Rolls her eyes)

Jaune: So, what are we talking about?

Yang: Honestly? We were kind of talking about you.

Jaune: Me? What did I do?

Yang: That's the thing. We don't know anything about you.

Jaune: Well, I'm an open book. If you want to know something, just ask.

Yang: Alright. Why do you wear footie pajamas?

Jaune: Because they make me feel comfy.

Yang: Alright, and where did you get 'em?

Jaune: My mom got it for me.

Yang: Uh, okay. Why?

Jaune: I was really into Pumpkin Pete's when I was really young, so my mom got it for me. I've had it for so long. Of course, now I have to patch it up myself. It's not like Mom's here to do it. (Chuckles) Ah, nuts... Hey, I'll be right back. I forgot to get a drink. (Gets up, Walks away)

Nora: What is wrong with you?!

Yang: What?

Nora: Why are you asking him such personal questions? He might still be super sensitive about it!

Yang: Look, he said he's an open book, so I'm gonna pry.

Nora: Fine, just try to be a little more sensitive, okay?

Yang: I don't see what the big deal is.

Ruby: Duh, weren't you listening earlier?! That onesie is the only thing he has left of his mom! She gave it to him because it was the only thing she could at that time, and when she died, he had to learn how to sew it himself!

Yang: I... guess that makes sense.

Weiss: I don't know how much more of this I can take.

Jaune: You okay, Snow Angel?

Weiss: I'm fine, Arc! I'm just trying to make sense of Nora's stupidity.

Jaune: (Chuckles) She takes some getting used to, but after how long I've been with my, they're like a second family to me.

Blake: (Ears twitch)

Weiss: (Rolls her eyes) Whatever.

Jaune: Hm? Ah, sorry, guys, Cardin needs to ask me something. Probably about the team leader exercises we need to practice. I'll be back. (Gets up, Leaves)

Blake: Okay, I'm on board.

Weiss: What?!

Ruby: Yes! I knew you could do it, Blake!

Yang: What made you change your mind?

Blake: Nora?

Nora: Hm?

Blake: You said Jaune was a Luna Bandit slave, right?

Nora: Yeah, why?

Blake: I remember reading about Anima tribal cultures, and I remember an ongoing war between the Luna and Burns tribes. They were once members of one, larger tribe known as the Rooster Clan, but a schism formed, creating the two. When they split, the two tribes took their separate gods with them. One worshiped the Sun, the other the Moon. One worshiped fire, the other ice. One claimed to be blessed by angels, while the other cursed their foes by creating "blood pacts" with demons. Of course, there is no real evidence to prove the curses were-

Yang: Uh, Blake? (Blake stops) Is this going to happen before lunch is over?

Blake: Oh. Well, put simply, the Luna tribe worshipped the dark, including the Moon, night, the stars, winter, snow, ice, and angels. Among the chief patrons is Ka Ra, the Whisper Maiden, a guardian deity often depicted descending from the Moon with white. Another nickname for her was...

Ruby: Snow Angel! Jaune calls you that because he thinks you're the personali- the persobo- you're her, but a person!

Weiss: Am I having a stroke? None of you are making sense!

Jaune: Who's not making sense, Snow Angel?

Weiss: Cram it, Arc!

Jaune: Oh, y-yes, ma'am! (Quietly eats, Bell rings) Ah... (Swallows mouthful of food) Nuts. I'll see you all at class. (Leaves)

Blake: By the way.

Weiss: Ugh...

Blake: Ka Ra was also known to be quite vindictive with those in her favor.

Velvet: So, you're saying he fights with a sword and shield because it's what he promised to his dying father before he was wrongfully imprisoned for his crimes?

Pyrrha: Close. He was imprisoned for his father's crimes, but when he escaped, he visited his dying father one last time, where he swore to avenge his family name with true justice; the kind only a sword can deliver with a shield.

Velvet: Ah! I see!

Ren: This is ridiculous.

Weiss: I agree.

Ren: He doesn't use a sword to avenge his family. He uses it because it's easier to use.

Weiss: Yes, that is true.

Ren: And he didn't go to prison for his father's crimes.

Weiss: No, of course not.

Ren: He did it to clear his beloved's name.

Weiss: Yes, exac- Wait, what?! No!

Jaune: (Looks up from the arena) What are they talking about up there?

Cardin: I'd say you have bigger issues, Jauney! (Swings Executioner)

Glynda: (Groans) This is going to be going on all day, isn't it?

Glynda: Sir, these rumors are spreading like wildfire. Why did you let Miss Valkyrie take Mister Arc's transcripts?

Ozpin: They were forged, Glynda. Essentially useless. If need be, we can create our own for him to use as he sees fit. In the meantime, Miss Valkyrie should be fulfilling her task of... developing our rough draft.

Glynda: Are you telling me you purposefully allowed one of our students to procure classified documents of another student so she could write fan fiction about him?!

Ozpin: When you say it like that, it sounds underhanded and terrible.

Glynda: Are you telling me it isn't?

Ozpin: No, it is. But I should inform you that I also included Mister Winchester on the pretense of "extra credit."

Glynda: (Sighs) This is the worst idea I've ever heard. You're playing with people's futures, sir! People's lives and feelings!

Ozpin: They're just children, Glynda. They'll grow and learn from this. Remember the IronQrow incident?

Glynda: ...There wouldn't have been an "incident" if Winter's childish infatuation with Qrow didn't blind her to the superior ship.

Ozpin: Glynda-

Glynda: (Snaps her crop against his desk) I WILL BURN THIS SCHOOL TO THE GROUND BEFORE I ACCEPT IRONPIN!

#rwby #jaune arc #nora valkyrie #headmaster ozpin #ozpin #professor ozpin #cardin winchester #pyrrah nikos #pyrrha nikos #velvet scarlatina #my answer #rwby au #tragic backstory (tm) au

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oh-holy-slut · 4 years ago

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Bloodlust

Pairing: Damon Salvatore x fem!reader

Warnings: smut, explicit language, blood sharing, mentions of death, oral sex

Word Count: 2,6k

Summary: Stefan forced Damon to try his animal diet. Damon hated it, but didn't had a choice... until Reader makes a suggestion. Suddenly things get steamy.

Being with Damon was complicated. Him and Y/N have seen each other a lot in the past weeks. The two of them had a lot of fun; saw a lot of movies. Actually, Y/N was sure Damon secretly hated many of those. However, anytime Y/N suggested another dramatic, romantic cliché movie like "Last Song" - the vampire groaned, put his arm around her shoulder, let her head rest on his chest and endured every single second of the movie of her choice.

Damon even flirted and teased Y/N here and there, but didn't lead to anything more intimate so far.

Today was another of those days. Y/N stuck around at the Salvatore boarding house, brought a few of Damon's favorite groceries and a bunch of movies, of which she thought that they will suit his taste. Even if they were a little to bloody and brutal in her opinion.

"Pick one!", she demanded, holding all three Blu-ray sleeves in front of him. Damon just shrugged, not bothering to even look.

"Don't be a killjoy, Damon Salvatore!" Y/N sighed.

"Tell me what's wrong or pick a movie. You've got no choice. And besides that... Which number of drink is this?" Y/N frowned, pointing at the liquor in her friends hand. Damon usually consumed his beloved bourbon with pleasure.

But the man on the couch didn't seem pleasured at all. His facial features totally hardened and a look in his eyes like he was ready to rip someone's heart out.

You put the disc's back in your handbag, closing the zipper and put the bag on the floor.

"Fine. No movie night today. Who are we going to kill?"

A small smirk appeared on Damon's lips, finally looking towards Y/N.

"Stefan and his hero hair. He made me go vegetarian... well, for a vampire... and I can't get myself to eat one of those chipmunks, bunnies or bambis." He shook himself with disgust.

"And why did he count you in? You clearly aren't excited about the changing... So, why did you agree?"

"He said, he would kill me, which is kinda funny. But-" Damon made a wide gesture "he stole my daylight ring. And he wouldn't give it back until I stop feeding on innocent people - and kill them."

"So, you truly let your younger brother blackmail you like that?! Wow... I don't know how to feel about your dieting or your new path. Or whatever this is supposed to be."

"You don't like me killing people either", Damon maintained, while taking another sip of bourbon.

"Well, I don't", Y/N agreed, took a step forward, stole the glass from the vampires hand and put it on a small table nearby. "But I don't believe in forcing as a method to get people to change their minds. I believe that change for the better must be an intrinsic motivation," she added quickly, giving the vampire an innocent smile.

Damon's lineaments suddenly turned from annoyed to curious. "Any suggestions, little one?" The vampire raised an eyebrow and a little smirk showed up on his lips. On the one hand, Y/N blushed over the nickname, Damon called her. On the other hand she felt skittish looking forward to making a deal with him. Not only a deal. It's far more than a simple agreement.

It's Y/N, actually giving Damon a part of her. The red elixir of life. She was about to give him total control of her body and she not even for a heartbeat doubt that Damon will use it against her.

"Actually... Yeah. There's something on my mind." Y/N said chewing on your lip. "I could open up a vein for you. I mean, you could feed on me. And since you have my permission, there's nothing for anybody to have objection about."

Damon frowned and gave her an incredulous look. "You would do that for me?" The vampire couldn't believe, he understood correctly. Why would Y/N want to get involved with him feeding on her? What's in it for her? Damon tried hard to connect the dots, but he wasn't able to. It all seemed to make no sense. Y/N wouldn't have an advantage of that. The vampire hesitated, pinning his dangerously blue eyes on the girl in front of him.

"Is it so suspicious of me, that I'm trying to help my closest friend?" It pierced Y/N's heart, realizing, Damon's trust in her was rather fragile. "Never mind", she waved the pain away and forced herself to keep her composure. "I only had a hasty idea; you really don't need to fee-"

Suddenly Damon appeared behind Y/N, using his vampirism. "Shhhh", he whispered softly. "I never said, that I don't want your blood. I'm thinking about if we are going to cross a line? Blood sharing can be very personal..."

"It can be? It is personal already. Believe it or not - I'm not gonna offer my veins to all the vampires of Mystic Falls." Y/N rolled her eyes, her arms folded on her chest to point out the indignation she felt right now.

"Kinda sensitive today, huh?" Damon gently stroke a strand of hair behind her ear, Y/N could hear this smug smirk through his words. It was a true 'Damon thing' to do. "I didn't mean it like that, princess." He sighed; unsure if he should agree or not. Damon didn't want to act selfish towards Y/N. He compelled a lot of girls for the purpose of drinking blood in the past. He literally used them as long as they weren't too annoying - and then he acted like they have never met. Damon Salvatore couldn't imagine this scenario with Y/N. They've been so close, the vampire couldn't stand loosing her. The offer was risky, but it also could bring each other even closer.

Damon tried hard to avoid any serious attraction between Y/N and him, afraid of messing up. Indeed, he found himself thinking, and even dreaming, about Y/N more than he wanted to admit. She was smart and had this special sense of humor, the vampire adored so much. She was the only one, who could make him feel good no matter what. Needless to say she had that glimmer in her eyes, when she did something she truly loved. In these moments she was even more pretty. Y/N was hard to resist.

And maybe now he could have her like nobody else. At least the vampire gave in. He wanted her blood. He wanted her.

Y/N flinched by the feeling of Damon brushing her neck with his lips. "Oh, Damon", she gasped. "Bite me." Y/N almost begged for the vampire's teeth breaking through her skin. Damon loved the sound of her husky voice. In less than a heartbeat he turned into his vampire shape. "If you insist", he grinned devilishly, ready to place his teeth on to her skin.

Suddenly Y/N made a slight move forward with the intention to interrupt her friend. "Did you change your mind?" Damon was close to switching back to human, overwhelmed by a mix of emotions. Mostly a lack of understanding, but also a little of disappointment and even anger. Was Y/N playing games on him? While Damon Salvatore was sorting feelings, Y/N turned around, standing now in front of him.

She was so close, not even a piece of paper would fit between them.

Y/N slightly exhaled breath, her eyes darting between the vampires eyes and lips. It was the first time Y/N saw him like this. The icy blue of his eyes, she loved so much, has turned darker. Purple veins appeared under his eyes; Y/N couldn't help herself. Damon's appearance fully intoxicated every fibre of her being. Her fingertips found their way gently brushing over his dark purple veins. She felt heat and softness, while tracing one of them. It took her a few seconds to get out of trance, realizing what she had done. "Sorry", she murmured with a voice barely audible. "Don't apologize, little one." Damon tilted his head, his lips curled up in a self-assured grin, exposing a perfectly white vampire fang. "I never saw you like this before, you loo-"

"... look like a monster?"

Y/N shook her head. It was nothing like that. Yes, he did look unfamiliar. And she should be scared under normal conditions. Instead, his look hit her in an unexpected way. He looked hotter as a vampire, if it was even possible.

Y/N cleared her throat, looking up at Damon. "I feel... attracted to you."

"So nothing's changed", Damon teased, raising his eyebrows. The girl in front of him softly slapped him on his shoulder; which was only possible because the vampire permitted. "You are always so full of yourself." She smirked, feeling more confident being to something, they have had been so many times before. Granted, he was terrifying accurate, but she wouldn't serve her feelings on a silver platter.

"I'm still into it. You can bite me; feed on me. I only needed to see you before..."

A shockwave of electricity flowed through her body the second Damon took her hand and pulled her close.

"I'll be careful", he promised, nuzzling his head into the nap of her neck. Damon once again placed his lips on her soft skin.

Suddenly a harsh pain made Y/N feel like in a kind of haze. She flinched and let out a groan at the same time, unintentionally biting her lower lip.

During Damon embedded his fang deeper and deeper, she started feeling dizzy. Her hands searched for the vampires upper body, finally wrapped around his neck. She needed him to lean on. A narrow trickle of blood flowed down her neck. Let Damon feed on her felt like flames licking up every fiber of her body.

With every passing second Y/N could feel her control slip away. Her body was now firmly pressed against Damon's, like she would want to merge them into one.

Damon noticed her staggering, wrapped his arms around her waist, supporting her.

Bloodlust already messed up the vampires mind, so he continued feeding on Y/N.

A tempting moan escaped her lips, but she didn't care to cover up. Y/N's heart was racing, her eyes flattering. It was almost as if he was about to push her over the edge, but in a different way. "Mmm, this...this… feels soo weird... and so good...", she whispered under a shallow breath.

As soon as Damon heard her fading voice, he abruptly

quitted drinking from her.

"Fuck!" He rapidly laid her on his lap and checked Y/N's vital signs, to make sure she was okay. Instinctively he bit his wrist, pressed it against Y/N's mouth. He knew his blood would heal her, but it wasn't going fast enough. A few seconds passed through, to him they felt like centuries. Y/N finally blinked and Damon was relieved. He cupped her cheeks, his gaze never leaving hers. "I thought, I'd gone-" Damon cleaned his throat. "I'm so glad, you are doing well", he whispered, while trailing her lips with his fingertips. "So, fuckin' glad..." The vampire exhaled a deep breath.

"It... You made me feel good. Strange, but good", Y/N appeased and flushed over the memory. "Maybe you got a little carried away, but I don't mind. I wouldn't trade the feeling for anything."

Y/N quickly interrupted herself, before she could reveal too much.

However, Damon used his vampire skills, noticing that Y/N was hiding something from him. "Isn't there anything else you want me to know?", Damon asked without taking his eyes off her. Y/N shifted and flushed even more. "It's unfair. You use your vampirism to get everything out of me."

"Well, if that were the case, I could easily compel you." Damon shrugged and found back to his smugly self. "Tell me, what you are hiding". He said in a seductive voice.

"I wanted to get lost in you."

Her confession sent shivers all over the vampires body. At first he could not decide, how to handle this. "Are you sure that's what you want? I could really hurt you..." Y/N hummed.

In the next split second, Damon pinned Y/N against a wall, smashing his lips on hers, kissing her with all the passion he had to give. The vampire devoured Y/N with a new kind of hunger. He didn't know he could crave someone so much.

"Fuck me, Damon..."

The vampire felt him getting hard, only by hearing those little three words out of her mouth.

"Say it louder. Tell me, what you want me to do."

Y/N pulled him closer, gently biting his earlobe.

"Fuck... me, Damon." It took her a second to focus and forming the words again. After she was near to climax earlier, it wasn't a long way getting to the edge once more. "Make me cum... You almost had me there..."

A deep moan got over the vampires lips, once he understood, what Y/N was trying to tell him.

With the next blink Y/N found herself in Damon's bedroom, lying on his bed.

From now on there weren't many words needed. Damon's hand's found their way under her shirt, cupping her breasts and make her moan over and over again.

He closely listened to the rhythm of her heart, making sure he would be able to delay her climax to the point he needed her to.

"Don't cum yet... I want to taste your little pussy first."

Y/N grabbed the vampires head, running her fingers through his dark hair - pushing him down, since she was unable to form a single word.

As Damon got down, he didn't take his eyes off Y/N.

He used a hand pushing up her skirt and lightly stroking over her panties with his fingertips.

"My girl is so wet", he praised in a low husky voice."-and I barely touched you."

His dirty words in combination with his touch lead to another moan, almost turned into a scream.

Damon pushed the fabric aside, leaving sloppy kisses on the inside of her thighs.

Y/N's eyes fluttered, when his soft lips reached her middle.

Damon's tongue licking around her entrance was driving her nuts.

"...so delicious..." were the only words she was able to catch up. Damon knew, he couldn't thrill her forever, so he got back to her. He spit on his palms, stroking his hand over his crotch. In under a second Y/N finally felt this releasing pressure of his cock. It was like a switch went off in her brain and she braced herself for the hard thrusts that would follow.

Damon dimmed the whining noises Y/N made with a passionate, hungry kiss.

He cheated with his vampirism to give it to her deeper and faster, knocking out all the air of her lungs while Y/N screamed out Damon's name. Her walls clenched around him and made him twitch. It was like her pussy massaged his dick the best way possible.

Every time he hit her harder and rougher he was making sure he hit her spot with every thrust.

Damon gathered speed one last time and pushed her over the edge until she was a moaning whimpering mess.

With her last contraction around his shaft, Damon was cumming inside her.

"You are so tight, little one", he whispered under his breath. "We should make arrangements more often."

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raccoon-eyed-rebel · 2 years ago

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NOT THAT GIF NINA!!! GOD how will I ever get anything done around here?

First of all, love, thank you for reading! And for commenting! And I can't tell you how happy I am that you're loving this! ❤️❤️❤️

Ahw, did you hear my heart breaking? Because, my poor baby 😭😭😭 He's trying his best to please you and you think about having his friends in this situation instead of him? And you even stop him and tell im you don't want HIM to do that. He's scared to lose you, babe!

Mike's gift takes a toll on him for sure! And him being the hedonistic little shit that he is, he genuinely has trouble understanding the idea that just because someone feels: "God, I want to know what it feels like to get dicked down by the neighbors" or something, doesn't automatically mean that you're going to march over there in a trenchcoat and lingerie to make that happen. (Y'know, because why not make this example weirdly sexual. That's all I do on Tumblr, anyway.) So he really struggles with the idea of reader just casually wondering 'damn, wonder if Marshall has a big dick' on occasion. (I wanted to say 'August', but she's already seen his, so...)

The part where she talks about not wanting *him* to do that, was a pretty clumsy way of saying 'Hey doofus, I want my cute little idiot, not this daddy-ripoff that's creeping me the fuck out, that's not your forte, get back to what you're good at; making me laugh and adoring my boobs." Actually... That isn't much better XD.

If it's worth anything; acting the way he did was what made her think about his friends in the first place! He was putting on his little cruel degradation-like act - which, again, didn't suit him! - and her mind just went there, because... Listen, I dare you to be faced with a poorly-executed display of dominance and not think about all the ways August - y'know, the Real Deal DaddyTM - would rip your pussy to shreds. End of message XD

Uhm, the boys talking about their favorite place to bite was hot! Can we get back to that later on, please? 🤤

We will! In.... ways.... I'd say 'ways you can't even imagine' but let's be real, we can all imagine them. And we're all probably right in one way or another.

And now I want to know two things: What are Sherlock's kinks? And what the hell happened to him, again?

Y'know, about the kinks: I actually don't know yet, he hasn't been talking to me much, so he's a bit hard to read in this one! That's okay though, he'll tell me when he wants to.

What happened to him was essentially just a terrible day at the office clinic, doctor-patient confidentiality and stuff, he can't talk about it. And then he graded a few papers but that didn't improve his mood because a few students got failing grades.

Thank you for coming to my TEDtalk?? Sorry for this whole ass essay? XD

Part 9

Masterlist

Part 8 🟣 Part 10

A reverse harem vampire AU ft. Mikey, Marshall, August and Sherlock

Series summary: Somehow, you've managed to live with your boyfriend and his roommates for months before finding out they're vampires, but the real shock first comes when they find out you have a special quality. A quality the guys would love to make use of...

Warnings: SMUT, NSFW, 18+, MINORS DNI, oral (m receiving), attempt at Dom!Mikey (interrupted), p-in-v sex, vampire shenanigans, mentions of blood, biting.

Word count: 3.5k

A/N: My girl @geralts-yenn sent me an ask a while back, about how I was being unfair keeping the kinky little bites to myself, and since I'm a people-pleaser (and I was already thinking we were light on the smut in this one...) there you go ;)

@deandoesthingstome @summersong69 @teamfan7asy @mis-lil-red @ellethespaceunicorn @sillyrabbit81

“I passed my resit!” Mike had been struggling with that class the whole way through, and you could tell he was really glad it was over now. He’d tried to explain the contents of it to you six or seven times, but you were still completely clueless. It had something to do with engineering – which wasn’t surprising, for a mechanical engineering major.

“I’d say dinner is on me, but…” He rolled is eyes at you – which was fair; it was a horrible joke on your part.

“May I suggest something?” What was he on about? “You really want to do something nice for me. I appreciate that.” Of course he knew that was what you wanted to do right now – how were you still not the least bit used to that?

“Alright, shoot,” you said, even though you had a fairly good idea of how this was going to end. He just grinned and walked over, which was really all the confirmation you needed.

The one thing everyone knew about Mikey was that he had absolutely zero patience. Sitting still, waiting in line, being quiet – it would all turn him annoyingly jittery within minutes. But if you made the mistake of giving this jackass the opportunity to take your clothes off: patience of an angel. Begging would either work in your favor, or he’d really start to play with you, and from experience you knew that trying to help him along would land you shackled to his headboard. Not that that would be so terrible, but you were counting on being able to use your hands. The smug smirk on his face told you that he already knew you wanted him to go faster.

“Baby, please, I want to give you a little something for that grade,” you said. He winked as if to say ‘I know you do’, and kept going. Slowly, so fucking slowly… It was hard for him to show restraint when he finally made it past your blouse, and he was more or less face to face with his favorite toys.

Dating Mike saved you whatever money you used to shell out on matching sets of expensive lace underwear. He’d seen the stuff you already owned, shrugged, and greedily proceeded to unwrap the last bits of you. Sometimes, you just really wanted to be with a guy who appreciated it when you made an effort to dress up for him – and the fact that Mike was well aware of that broke your heart every time you were reminded of it.

“Get on your knees for me,” Mike said as he leaned back against his desk. He startled you; the usual playful tone in his voice was gone – traded in for something so serious and demanding you were surprised he even managed it. There was a darkness to it that caused a tingling sensation to creep down your spine. “It wasn’t a question. I know what you want, now be good for me and get on your knees.” It wasn’t in his voice or even in any other physical reaction of his body, but you could tell he wasn’t completely secure in his little experiment right here. Barking orders was the territory of August, of even Marshall – although you doubted the latter would be inclined to bring that talent into the bedroom. Guilt gnawed at your guts as for a second you wondered what it would be like to be in this position with either of them, knowing Mike could probably tell that you thought so.

“Down, now.” Yeah. He caught on to that little wicked whim. Fingers dug into the flesh of your shoulder and shoved you down. You understood the irritation. And you felt bad. Right?

Mike’s fingers dug into your shoulder even harsher, to the point where he actually hurt you, and he growled when he spoke again: “Open your fucking mouth.” Yeah. It didn’t suit him. At all.

“Stop it, Mikey,” you said. Was it a strong reaction? Sure. Was it necessary? Yeah. Unfortunately, it was. “What the fuck was that?” You scrambled to your feet and looked at Mike.

“It’s what you want.”

“Mikey…” The whole Dom/sub dynamic thing, whatever… It was something you were more than willing to experience, but Mike was more than enough for you just the way he was. And that wasn’t this. “Does the concept latent desire mean anything to you?” You could see it in his eyes; it really didn’t. Or he had some vague idea of what it was supposed to entail, but definitely not something he had any close personal experience with. Mike was… Something in your head just clicked.

“You didn’t just get your gift because Marshall turned you, did you? It’s because you were an impulsive, slightly hedonistic little jackass, isn’t it?” You couldn’t hold back a chuckle.

“Eh, that might have had something to do with it, yeah…” Mike admitted. It was clearly difficult for him.

“I don’t have to act on every whim, or every desire I happen to have,” you said, “and there’s a few I certainly don’t want to act on with you. Because this degrading, dominant… asshole – because that’s what you are to me right now – it’s not you. I want my impulsive, playful Mikey back, please. Please.” He thought about what you said for a moment. Was he scared? There was something in his eyes…

“Tell me what you’re thinking, baby.” You ran a hand through his hair before resting your palm on his cheek.

“Don’t leave me for August,” he said in the smallest, lowest voice – probably so low that the others wouldn’t be able to hear it. You almost laughed at the ridiculous idea.

“Never,” you promised. Mike seemed to perk up a little when he heard you say it – and probably felt that you meant it. Nevertheless, you were hell-bent on proving it to him.

You kissed him softly while sliding your hands underneath the fabric of his shirt until you had to let him go for a moment to pull it over his head. He was eager to get his mouth back on yours, but you ducked.

“He- Oh…” You chuckled when the sounds escaped him; a moan interrupting his own objection. That was him. The idiot smile on his face – that you could see as he looked down on you while you kissed all the way down his chest on your way to get back on your knees for him – that was him, too. Mike freed his cock while you were still on your way, and as soon as you were sat in front of him, he put it to your lips, spreading a drop of precum over them. It was a question or an invitation, rather than a demand. It was Mikey.

You wished you could just open your mouth and take him all the way in. He’d love it, you were sure of that. Unfortunately, you weren’t blessed with a talent like that – although you and Mike definitely tried very hard to get rid of your gag reflex. Mike interrupted your thoughts by impatiently tapping his cock against your lips.

“Open your mouth, baby.” It was the signature boyish impatience you were so familiar with that made you want to listen, you were hoping he got that. Of course he got that. He better fucking understand that that was exactly what got him what he wanted.

You barely got the change to stick your tongue out. Your plan had been to tease him a little, circle the head of his cock with your tongue, lick that spot you knew drove him wild, but as soon as you opened your mouth, he pushed in. So you went with that. This was the new plan. Actually, it was Mikey: there was no plan. You listened to his sweet moans of pleasure as you moved your head up and down his shaft, and then… A hard grunt when your teeth scraped his skin – accidentally, of course.

“Fuck, baby, do that again?” He liked it? Alright, no time to question that: he liked it – and you were more than happy to answer to his request. For a while, you explored this newfound little turn-on of his, varying pressure and places. It was definitely the most fun you had ever had while blowing a guy.

“Eh, babe,” you heard after a while, “gimme a little more here? You’re so fucking close to taking me all the way down…” Shit, you hadn’t even noticed that your little bout of experimenting had led you to work more of Mike’s length into your mouth than you ever had. Now that you did realize, the nerves kicked in.

Mike put a hand on your head and looked at you with a clear ‘may I?’ burning in his eyes. The slightest bit of pressure followed immediately; after all, he knew what you wanted…

“Holy fuck, Sweetcheeks, you are so fucking hot.” There was something in his voice that told you he was proud of you. You were proud of yourself, too, so that worked out nicely. Just to see what would happen, you sank your teeth in his flesh again.

“Easy, Sweetcheeks” Mike laughed, “don’t want you to make me cum just yet.” You whined when he pulled out of your mouth and somehow threw you on your bed, got naked, and grabbed a condom in the same second. Well… ‘Somehow’ was an overstatement; it was obviously vampire-speed. Even though you watched him do it, you didn’t see it. It was annoying. It felt as if your eyes failed you, even though you knew they didn’t. Dwelling on it was impossible, though, because Mike was already on top of you, smirking at you with abundant idiot-vibes, kissing your mouth, cheeks, jaw, neck, forehead, ears, shoulders. Licking your cheek. For reasons unbeknownst to literally any living soul but Mike himself.

“Yikes! Mikey! Don’t lick me!” Hold on? Did you just hear someone laugh? It sure as fuck wasn’t Mike… Luckily you had only been partially undressed. Mike had only taken your shirt off before starting his little experiment.

“I don’t know who that was, but butt out,” Mike said before you could even open your mouth. He turned to you next: “I swear they don’t listen, but you kinda shouted that. And it was funny, I’ll give him that.”

“Who was it?” Did you want to know? Yeah, you were far too curious. But needing to know something and actually wanting to hear the answer… Two entirely different things.

“August,” Mike said. His tone was very neutral.

“Ah. Well I guess I owe him one,” you said softly as you felt your cheeks warm up.

“What, for walking in on him jacking off? Yeah, the whole house heard that.” Mike laughed the way you loved so much; loudly and unapologetically. He ordered the rest of the house to put on headphones and went back to kissing you all over – although he didn’t lick your cheek again.

“Hm, my reward for passing my class,” he mused when he had – barely – managed to get rid of your bra with it still in one piece.

“That blowjob was your reward,” you replied to him, which earned you a disapproving look from below.

“I want both.” Well, okay, if he was going to give you that look… Done deal. Stupid puppy-eyed boyfriend. You could easily imagine falling asleep to the treatment he gave your boobs; gently massaging and squeezing the flesh of your breasts while he sucked on your nipples. He was gentle, his touch comforting and thrilling, making you shiver and arch into his touch. He focused on your chest for a while, but it wasn’t too long before his hands started to wander, clearly on a mission to take the rest of your clothes off. It didn’t take him long – of course it didn’t.

“Head or dick?” Oh, options! How fantastic! You laughed when he asked, cupping his chin with your hand, pulling him back up so he could kiss you. “No head?”

“No,” you sighed into his mouth, whimpering as he pulled away to take care of the uncharming latex-y aspect of things.

He sank into you without hesitation, and a little too enthusiastically, causing you to gasp.

“Sorry Sweetcheeks,” he said, apologetic smirk on his face, “couldn’t wait. Love the way your pussy feels too much.” You’d been so startled – and almost ashamed – the first time you had slept together and he’d talked to you like that, but now you never wanted to have to miss it. It was worth enduring the occasional tongue on your cheek.

Mike’s movements became more controlled, thrusts now slow and deep, making sure you felt every inch of him inside of you. His mouth latched onto your nipple again as he kept moving. It was nice, even when he grazed the sensitive skin with his teeth.

You heard the low growl, deep at the back of his throat, felt his fangs drag over your skin, decidedly sharper than the rest of his teeth.

“You want a bite, don’t you?” The answer was the cutest little ‘mhm’, and you chuckled. “Go ahead, baby.”

Expectations: a bite like the last few times you’d spent time dabbling in this funky little kink of his. Teeth on neck, teeth in neck, teeth out of neck. Reality: Teeth in boob. The pain was as manageable as always – comparable to a bite on your neck, slightly more painful than your wrists – but the unexpectedness was startling.

“Mikey!” you warned, even though it was clearly already too late for a warning. You could tell from the way he moved that he was chasing his release, getting closer with every controlled, shallow thrust, as he suckled on your breast. Fuck, it felt good. Everything he did now was so gentle, so different from your normal, lively, enthusiastic rounds in the sheets – or in the shower, or that one time on the couch when you had the apartment to yourselves – but it was fantastic.

Mike didn’t let go of you when he finally came, which wasn’t how things were supposed to go.

“Mike,” you said softly while you stroked his hair, hoping he’d look up. He did shift, and his cock slipped out of you, so that was one crisis averted, but he didn’t detach from your boob. “Mi-key. Stop.” The truth was that you didn’t want him to stop. But like you had said before: you weren’t giving him that privilege over the others, and he’d have to deal with that.

“Mike, I want you to stop.” He had to. He would have, even if he wasn’t biologically compelled to, you were sure of that, but he was, so he had to listen to you all the more. “That was a little more than the kinky little bite you asked for, wasn’t it?” He looked ashamed of himself when he confirmed your suspicion.

“Sorry, baby, you just taste so good,” he said before his tongue gently lapped at the puncture wounds on your chest. You had noticed that the Sherlock and August had also done that when they had been done feeding. And Marshall, at the end of the second try.

“Why do you do that?” you asked.

“It helps the wounds heal,” Mike said, “some enzyme or God knows what. I’m an engineer, not a biologist.” Sherlock would definitely know the answer. You’d been showering him with questions, anyway, a few more wouldn’t hurt. Besides, he quite seemed to like giving you lectures. It was probably a nice change of pace from a half-dead classroom.

Mike took care of cleanup, and upon return he snuggled into your side, no doubt sending that was what you wanted most right now.

“Can I do anything for you?” Another redundant question made the first one pop back into your head. You assured him this was everything you wanted from him before unleashing your question.

“You knew,” you said. Was it an accusation? Not really.

“Knew what?” He wasn’t feigning his innocence; it was genuinely a super vague question.

“The second you asked me if I wanted you to go down on me or fuck me, you knew what the answer was going to be.”

“I did.” He laughed softly. You loved it when he did that

“You asked out of politeness.” You almost didn’t believe it.

“Eh… Yeah. I’ve been told – not just by you, by the way – that it’s annoying when I snoop around in your head. So I figured I’d try to get used to asking for some confirmation…”

“Confirmation you don’t need,” you said. Your fingers twirled around in his hair, wrapping his dark locks around them and releasing them again. It made him shiver and moan slightly, which made it your favorite pastime when you were in bed with him.

“Confirmation I want because maybe what you want and what you want me to know you want – or what you want me to act on – are not the same thing.”

“Who have you been talking to?”

“Sherlock,” he admitted. You laughed. That sounded like him.

“I passed my final!” Mike said when you appeared at the dinner table for… well, dinner.

“We heard,” August groaned. You hit him over the head with a book. It almost cost you the book, but August’s skull seemed to be fine.

“We’re robust, love, you must have noticed.” At this point, you didn’t bother telling Marshall to get out of your head anymore.

“Where’d you bite her?” August asked as he handed you a stack of plates while not-so-subtly investigating your neck. Mike didn’t answer, but a suggestive eyebrow-wiggle did the trick just fine. You assumed everyone in the house knew exactly how fond Mike was of boobs, anyway. He wasn’t particularly secretive about that, or anything.

“Kinky,” August replied. He pinched your ass when you were bent over the table to put plates down on the other side, making you jump.

“Hey!” You couldn’t help but laugh. Over the past few weeks, some of the tension between Mike and August had dissolved, and despite Mike’s lingering insecurities, everyone got along really well. “August, hands off.” Wait, why were they laughing? Why wasn’t Mike throwing a fit? You would have expected him to kick August’s ass if he… Of course.

“Mikey!” They had promised to not abuse their stupid abilities to mess with you.

“Couldn’t help myself, Sweetcheeks,” he said, putting a lot of emphasis on that last syllable before laughing at his own corny joke.

“Next time, bite her there,” Marshall joked.

“Eh, guys, can we cool it on the locker room talk?” It’s not that the general subject was making you uncomfortable, but you yourself being the specific subject sure did. “Out of curiosity, what is the best place to… y’know.” Chickening out on that last bit really hurt your girlboss act. Damn!

“Tiddies,” Mike said as he walked past you, pressing his lips to your cheek. Marshall and August had more complicated answers. You could tell from the mischievous glint in their eyes.

“Come on, boys, if you’re tough enough to make fun of me and Mikey for… I don’t know, being the only ones in a relationship, I guess?”

“Alight,” Marshall gave in, “if you must know. You edge her for a bit and right when she’s about to cum all over your face; inside of her thigh.” The grin on his face was unbearable, the wink – or attempt at a wink – was even worse.

“Thanks for the tip!” Mike said. There was far too much grinning going on here for your liking, but you couldn’t exactly be mad at it, because it was your own fault.

“Nah, you spank her good, until her ass is nice and red, then you bite it. I’ve been told it hurts like a bitch.” Alright, August definitely enjoyed that thought a little too much.

“My Goodness, I have three children,” Sherlock suddenly said, strolling into the kitchen so casually you weren’t sure if you were discussing kinky vampire habits or the evening news. Judging from the way he glared at the guys, it didn’t bother him that they talked about it, but it did bother him that they were being a certain kind of way about it.

“So, no crazy vampire kinks for you?” Perhaps Sherlock’s answer was the one you were most curious about.

“Not particularly. Can we please discuss something else?” He looked so uncomfortable you almost wanted to hug him. In fact…

“Sherlock, are you alright?” He shook his head and explained he’d had a terrible day at work. Some kind of incident he couldn’t say too much about. Before you knew it, you had your arms wrapped around him, his casually resting on the side of your hips. You didn’t know where the sudden urge to comfort him came from, but it was there. He was a good friend, he deserved to be taken care of.

“Why don’t you go take a shower, we’ll wait for a bit,” August suggested, and everyone else agreed. It was August’s lasagna, which was absolutely fucking delicious. Then again, he’d had four centuries to learn how to cook.

#comment reply #natural #naturalfic #natural fic

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gogolstoelicker · 3 years ago

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Hi! I loved your headcanons for BSD character mcs!! If it's alright with you, could I request the dorm leaders and vice dorm leaders with a fem! mc who is like Kunikida? (Idk why but the image of mc yelling at Leona to do something productive reminds me a little bit of Dazai and Kunikida's relationship)

Dorm leader + vice dorm leaders with a Kunikida!MC

warning(s): -

notes: LET'S GO OP I WAS ABT TO WRITE FOR KUNIKIDA MC BUT IT COMPLETELY LEFT MY MIND SO THANK YOU

•sorry its late tho JSNJSJS

You're very professional and diligent when it comes to your job. You constantly feel the need to organize, gather and schedule everything, which makes you come off as strict and harsh.

A trustworthy and loyal detective, your coworkers rely on you because of your authoritative capability and responsible nature.

Ability: The Matchless Poet (or Lone Poet i forgot), allows you to make objects written on the papers of your notebook come into existence. However, it does not work on objects larger than the notebook.

Riddle:

with your ideals and his rules, you guys can surely make the whole nrc cower in fear!

like they're in the cafeteria and they saw riddle? "i hope im not breaking any rules rn😥"

they're about to skip class and they saw you? "ah nvm, skipping is never an option😅"

you guys probably get along REALLY well

talking about the rules, ur ideals and how everyone is not following them

probably kins each other too at some point

you guys are now best buddies

like the whole school will always see the two of you hanging out once y'all have free time

i have free time today, hey wanna go to this unbirthday party?🤗

i have free time, wanna hang around, i made tea🤗

Trey:

oh sevens, another riddle😥

oh well trey dealt with riddle, so he knows how to deal with you too

tries his best to calm u down whenever some students pissed u off by ruining ur schedule

or anything u organized honestly

tells u to relax for a bit too

following a strict schedule everyday AND having to deal with the first years ruining ur schedule by accident AND not allowing urself to rest much???

he's right there next to you, trying to bribe you into resting

or threat idk🤔

it didn't work most of the times so

so he just have to be that one passive aggressive friend so you would rest or smth

did it work? sometimes if he tried harder

"u wouldn't want to ruin ur own schedule by passing out or anything right?^^"

"that's why i have enough sleep and exercise everyday"

^ur daily conversation probably

Leona:

if it's not for the fact that you're a lady, he would never listen to you lol

ruggie is forever greatful to have you around

bc as soon as u start telling leona off to stop skipping class and do something productive, he actually got up and do it

i mean he may looks like he's ten seconds away from ripping someone's throat out but at least he tries‼️

he actually leaves the class once he sees that you're not there but shhh

sometimes if he feels extra nice, he'll actually stay in the class

but he'll sleep in it LMAO he REFUSED to study

don't get him wrong, he appreciates that you even went out of your way to scold and sometimes motivate him to show his full potential but

he's a lazy lion at heart, you won't be able to get him to do anything

one time that happened again and someone snitched to you

leona is now forced to listen to your few hours lecture and how it does not fit ur ideals for him to not study

literally leona the whole time:

Azul:

oh you definitely got feed by his lies LMFOAOAOA

even azul himself is surprised by how naive you could be

BUT this only means MORE advantage to him👓✨

the amount of lies he fed u everyday...

its like that annoying scam seller that came knocking on ur door everyday

or those who tried to promote their "religion" cult on the streets

either way, that's how azul looks like to u everyday

he's sly so he probably made it seemed like smth good until jack just

pulls u away from azul so u won't get roped into some weird deal that won't benefit u at all

he ALWAYS finds a loophole in ur ideals so he can just

idk not follow but follow ur ideals at the same time?

Jade:

he doesn't really mind you that much? as long as you're not nagging him about something of course

which is lowkey rare bc u approve of him apparently🤔

like attitude, style and how he handles work? P E R F E C T. CHEF'S KISS

while u do like how he's on time for schedule and actually gets his work done, u don't really like how uh

scheming he can be😥

but oh well he's from octavinelle, u cant do much about it so u just avoid him

he's actually quite amused that u even approve of him

he didn't know he could fit ur ideals but now that he knows, you know he will never let it go

now u have to deal with a 191cm tall man looming over u and teasing u subtly nonstop

if he hace free time that is since hes usually busy with monstro lounge and floyd's antics🤔

Kalim:

u crying bc he reminds u of ur annoying coworker

him being happy meeting jamil's best buddy

yes i said best buddy what about it

he actually liked to listen to ur rant abt ur ideals

i mean he may not understand it fully but he's willing to listen!

literally dragged u to his parties

yes, u dont like parties. yes, u have works to do

but u gotta relax and have fun sometimes prefect so let him drag u to have fun!

cue u standing in the corner with a glass of juice in hand

"what do people do at parties?" u may ask

and then u see kalim absolutely eating up the dance floor and having fun

oh.

he would even try to drag u to dance with him

goodluck trying to get away from said party

Jamil:

cries heavy tears

it's tears of happiness btw

fiNALly! someone who can take his place to take care of kalim once in a while!

the gods have finally heard his prayers after all this time, he's so happy

sometimes, he would even hang out with you just because

well if you're both not busy that is🤔

he's mostly busy with kalim's shenanigans and you have your day planned out already so

so if u both EVER have a free time, you guys would hang out‼️

with kalim tagging along ofc bc he can't really leave him alone

him being even more happy bc u don't have this favoritism towards either of them and actually treats them equally

and not treating him like kalim's shadow

him to u probably

Vil:

ah yes, probably got along too

he agree with ur ideals here and there

esp if it have smth to do with having good posture and how to present yourself better

might even ask to read through some of it

who knows, he might get a nice advice here and there

he would also give u some advice

u writing it down on ur book and trying to achieve that exact same thing the very next day

and vil wiping a single tear that left from his eyes bc omg!! that's his student!!

/hj

he does feel a sense of pride and is actually very proud of himself and u a little whenever u listen to his advice

probably the one to do ur makeup if he have spare time just so he can make sure u look the absolute best💯

overall, could be best advice buddies but both are too busy to hang out too🤗

Rook:

caught him following stalking a someone

so now he's in a lecture abt how that's wrong

he is kind of like 🤩 when he first saw u

who is this strict prefect he may ask🤔

it's you🤩‼️‼️

while he does not follow u around daily, he does sing praises to you whenever u two crossed paths

welp there goes ur schedule😔you're 10 seconds late bc of him😔

actually doesn't mind his praises, u just wish he wouldn't tell u in the middle of the hallways

probably one of the first ones to find out about your ability

with rook and his stalking investigation skills, he can and will find out everything‼️

him cornering u sometimes just so he can tell u more praises

u shaking and crying bc u just wanna go through ur schedule and this is the 5th time he stopped u this week and it's only monday

Idia:

a victim of u

in a good way i think🤔

ortho is probably the one whp introduced y'all

you, who saw idia , rolled up your sleeves and tried to make him have a healthier lifestyle

ofc u won't drag him out

it's just u whipping out a 100 slides powerpoint with your ideal book in hand telling him how much negative impact it would have living the way he is and ways to improve

he's shaking and crying bc u did this everytime you guys meet in his room

how do u even get in his room? i don't know either

he would sometimes roll his eyes here and there when u go on ur daily lecture

probably also saw u pull out some items from ur book bc u have to outline smth in the powerpoint to prove ur point

and he just goes🤨😮⁉️⁉️

it's a magic book⁉️⁉️

found out u can also pull out a gun from that and decided to listen carefully to your lectures from that day on

Malleus:

well he doesn't mind how strict u are with urself and others

he thinks its a rather good quality to have

he, as a future ruler, can surely learn a thing or two from u

u sobbing bc there's finally someone who's willing to go with ur ideals after riddle

he listens to u really well, he even tried to his best to follow it!

but there are times he would tell u to relax for a bit too

u must've been tired🤗come with him for a walk to rest ur mind🤗

u rejecting it bc its supposed to be ur bedtime

u going with him anyway bc he somehow convinced you

with sad lightnings bc he was sulking LMFOAOAOA

Lilia:

peepaw is always there to tell u to relax!

you'll get burnt out if u keep putting ur 100 into everything and putting urself into some strict schedule, take a break sometimes

found out how naive u could be

u could now see lilia growing horns and devil's tail

there's not a day lilia won't trick u

be it for his own amusement or for u to rest

like maybe he would make up some lie like

"in nrc, if u don't rest for a few hours, you'll surely get cursed by the great sevens for ur ideals to never come true"

cue u having tea time with lilia as rest, eating cookies and chatting away

it's a gamble if it's homemade by yours truly or brought from Sam's store

if it's made by lilia, then u can scold him once u made a trip to the infirmary🤗

probably tried to help him around in the kitchen so he could make better food

he appreciates it but his cooking, in fact, did not improve at all

in fact, its ur headache that improved bc of how many times u have to stop him from putting random ingredients in

#twst #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #riddle rosehearts #leona kingscholar #azul ashengrotto #kalim al asim #vil shoenheit #idia shroud #malleus draconia #trey clover #jade leech #jamil viper #rook hunt #lilia vanrouge

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enhypia · 3 years ago

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JS ; exes

exes answers questions with the choice of drinking instead of answering

pairings: park jongseong x gn!reader

genre: angst, mild fluff

words: roughly 1.7k

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~guides and warnings~

italics - reader speaking

bold - jay speaking

[enclosed] - interviewer speaking

italicized bold - both reader and jay speaking

[enclosed bold or italics] - question (depends on who's speaking)

heavily inspired by: rec.create lie detector games, cut truth or drink

warning: contains and mentions of !!! drinking, swearing, neglect, breaking up

i don't promote underage drinking, save your livers

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

hello, i'm (y/n)

and i'm jay

we're (awkward eye contact)

uhh we're exes

[you guys were invited here today as exes for a fun little drinking game, you guys were aware of that right?]

yes

yup

*interviewer shuffles awkwardly

sorry it's just, our friends were the ones who signed up for us

yeah, we just found out about it three days ago

[but are you guys still okay with doing this?]

we're okay

just give us a few minutes to get used to environment

*(y/n) chuckles

[okay, for this game, questions will be asked and if you refuse to answer, you drink, it's that simple. are you guys ready? should we start?]

*jay nods

ready as i'll ever be

[how long were you guys together?]

we were together for almost 3 years

[how long have you guys been broken up?]

about a year and a half now

[who broke up with who?]

i did they did

[why did you break up with him?]

so this was all a year and a half ago okay? no coming for jay, he's grown, we've grown

thanks?

you're welcome

*jay laughs

uhh.. it just really reached a point where i felt neglected in a way? and it was just tiring? i kept thinking 'do i deserve this treatment?' and i hated that i was doubting everything, including his feelings. so i just said let's talk about it and then yeah we split up

*jay drinks and (y/n) laughs

sorry sorry

nah i just needed that

[okay, how about we officially start the q&a portion between the of you now?]

*both nod and played rock paper and scissors to determine who gets to ask first, jay wins

*he picks up a card and facepalms after seeing the question

goddamn

should i be scared?

not sure, but you might opt to drink though

[do you blame me for what happened to us?]

oh my god *(y/n) laughs

i know right

so we're unpacking emotions today? okay noted

you can just drink if you're not comfortable with it

i'll drink but i'll still answer, might ease your mind no?

*jay couldn't stop his head from nodding

*(y/n) drinks

i admit that i blamed you at first, but then i got to thinking that it wasn't just you, i was also at fault too since i never really vocalized what i felt? i just let it build up until it reached the point where you couldn't do anything about it anymore, and i couldn't too.

yeah but it's more of my fault since i felt something was wrong but i just brushed it off, i brushed you off.

....

shot?

*jay smiles slightly and both raised their glasses to cheers before drinking

we were both at fault and i don't blame you, jay. i hope you stop blaming yourself

*(y/n) smiles softly then picks up a card to stop any reply they might get from jay

god why are these questions so heavy? it wasn't like this from other episodes

*jay and crew laugh

okay, hit me

[what's your biggest regret about our relationship?]

what the fuck

SEE ?!

*both laugh and jay drinks

okay, next question

no, i'm answering

[we won't stop you but just reminding you both that it's okay not to answer if you drink]

the alcohol releases the unhinged-ness

in other words, this is really just us using the alcohol to actually say what we feel

i think you already the answer, and it's that i didn't do anything about us even if i felt something was wrong. i just kept on focusing on my career that i reached a point where i brushed everything off as nothing. and in the end, while i got the success i wanted, somehow i also feel like i'm on the losing end really.

*(y/n) drinks making jay laugh

what? it's my first time hearing all this !

it was a rough break so

omg is this our closure ???

*jay's eyes widened

and it's filmed ?!?!

*everyone laughs

couple goals *(y/n) does a hashtag

oh wait *(y/n) looks at jay

exes goals *both do a hashtag pose

*they laugh, ignoring the sting in their hearts

okay, okay moving on

*jay laughs again

is it a heavy one again?

nope

[do your friends hate me?]

*(y/n) bursts out laughing

please 😭

we have the same friends

we share a lot of mutual friends

that's why there was like tension for a month in the friend group because no one knew what to do

i'm sorry you had to endure all that friends

remember when they literally made an organized schedule to hang out where we wouldn't see each since the break up was still fresh?

yeah like i got heeseung on tuesdays

and i got him on thursdays

😭😭😭

we love them though, they did their best to console us both

thanks guys <33

*(y/n) picks up a card

goddammit

[do you think we could've actually worked out our problems?]

i think it's unfair that i get a lot of heavy questions

i have the power of god and anime on my side today

i think we could've, if i just had taken the actual time to reflect and sit down and talk, we could've worked it out.

*(y/n) slaps jay's arm

i told you, stop blaming yourself

*(y/n) rolls their eyes

*jay picks up a card and

what?

*he is stuttering guys, he is fidgeting

[do you wish we were still together?]

yeah

.....

*both drink

i mean-

*jay has been paralyzed, he did not expect (y/n) to answer

i'm happy where i am right now, maybe there are moments of weakness that the thought crosses my mind but i don't dwell on it too much. i think we're both still learning and growing.

*jay doesn't want to think about the fact that (y/n) never said a clear yes or no

*(y/n) picks up a card and groans

please just drink to this

why?

[what do you think of me now?]

....

drink.

no?

why?

because-

why?

i'm answering

why?

i want to?

no.

right now i'm just really proud of you.

*WORLD PAUSE, (y/n) is malfunctioning

it's a little sad that i didn't get to witness a lot of it but i promise i watched from afar and i'm so proud of you. like it makes me feel lighter in a way? knowing that you're still going and pursuing your dreams. it just made me at ease that -

*(y/n) drinks, looking very much like snow white's apples

are you blushing?

jay i will kick you

*he laughs and pinches (y/n) cheeks making them redder, (y/n) slaps his hands away

i won't hesitate bitch

how about you huh?

[what do you think of me now?]

*jay you should know not to tease too much or else it'll bite you back

i think you're absolutely amazing.

*jay could only blame himself

i am in constant awe and there's this pride that i have in me whenever i see you thriving. it's weird because i thought i'd be bitter about it, but since i knew of your goals and how passionate you were, all i felt was pride. it did hurt a little that i couldn't go "that's my baby!" anymore.

*alert! jay's ears are red and it's spreading to his cheeks and neck

okay next question!

*he quickly picks up a card making (y/n) burst out laughing

everything i said was true though.

hajima. stop. pause. i'm not listening

*(y/n) laughs at flustered jay

this is the last one.

[question for both: if you could tell me anything, what would you say?]

sheesh

same

rock paper scissors? loser goes first

*jay wins

*(y/n) drinks

can you turn around for this one, like don't look at me.

*jay followed

i want to say that,,,, that it's not your fault for putting your future first. it kind of stung since you made me feel like i wasn't a part of it but i know that wasn't your intention. i understand your actions and i don't blame you. if i was in your position i probably would've been the same. i'm sorry that i didn't try harder, like you said we could've made it work but i just got so tired, i hope you can forgive me for that as well.

okay i'm turning around as well, your turn

*(y/n)'s eyes are glassy, but jay doesn't need to see that

i want to say that i'm sorry for neglecting you. i feel like you're tired of me saying sorry but that's really all i could do. i forgive you by the way even if i don't get why you're apologizing to me. i also want to say that, it wasn't you. it sounds cliche but you weren't the reason i became like that, it was me. it was never you. so please don't blame yourself for anything. please don't question your worth because you were more than enough.

yah i didn't want to unpack that

well i still know you and i was given the chance to say it now so

*(y/n) turns around wiping tears, jay is sniffling

i need a drink damn

*(y/n) pours a shot and jay as well, both drink after clinking their glasses

[you guys good?]

*both looks at each other and chuckles

we're good

i can't believe we have to thank our friends for setting this up

*jay groans

[care to answer one last question that is in everyone's minds' right now?]

oh god

is it what i think it is

[will we see you guys be featured again? maybe exes to couples again?]

let's drink!

*both take one last shot and waves to the camera

*(y/n) shrugs and jay winks

bye~

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a/n: i was planning to post this sooner but my pharma prof suddenly dropped a 6-page activity lmao rip, im scheduling the timestamps i forgot to post last update sorry sorry. my angst skills are subpar forgive me but i tried my best. i hope you like this one too !! jake's will be uploaded next ! please look forward to it <33

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