#they do this cuz they know we have nowhere else to run

[powersnuffgirls]

This app is so buggy that oftentimes when I like a post it drops an ad down on it like a comically large anvil. Glad all the funding goes into shitty merch production and their advertising rather than the site itself <3

[chasedbyatlantic]

finally alone, joel miller

masterlist summary: IN WHICH — you and joel miller are nothing but flirty towards each other, no matter the situation. when the two of you decide to take an unauthorized visit outside of jackson, it really shows.

warnings: post outbreak!joel, jackson era!joel, gender neutral!reader, no use of y/n, fluff, implied-ish relationship, friends to lovers type beat, mentions of cheating/death/hooking up, reader is a bit of a player, stripping, swearing. lmk if i missed anything else!

wordcount: 2.3k

a/n: guys comment what u want me to write abt cuz im running out of ideas haha :,). remember to like, comment, reblog and follow for more! xoxo

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It was a torrential downpour right now, the sun had disappeared hours ago and there was nowhere to wait it out. It was nice and sunny this morning when the two of you had left the walls, passing by the sleepy guards with no issues whatsoever. Tommy had given everyone working the walls instructions to not let you or his brother go through without clearing with Tommy first, but some rules are meant to be broken, right?

Not that you had a bad reputation, but not too many of the conservative mothers and elderly were fond of you. It had to have been because of your loud mouth, you had convinced yourself. But the weeks following yours and Joel's arrival, you were sure it was more than just your loud mouth. You were always on edge, and ready to fight people for what you needed- for Christ sake, you lived outside of the walls for ten years, you couldn't have been any different. It probably also didn't help that you hooked up with a married man or two, but that's besides the point.

You and Joel were partners, not literally, but the two of you had been teamed up for a while. You met at the Boston QZ when Marlene, the leader of the Fireflies, had tasked the both of you to move 'precious cargo'. You grew close to Joel, and eventually Ellie. After arriving at Jackson, Ellie had separated herself a bit from Joel and you, but you two remained tied at the hip, despite what everyone thought about it.

People had suspected and assumed what was happening between you and Joel, that you two were a couple and you were cheating on him with married men. First of all, the two of you weren't together, and second of all, those men wanted to fuck you, not the other way around. You and Joel had only laughed off the allegations, not really giving a shit about what anyone else thought about the two of you.

The two of you were completely drenched, right through your clothes, when you arrived at the place you had planned to visit, a Walgreens. Well, an outdated Walgreens. You could tell the place was still stocked with food after twenty years, there were just a few runners the two of you had to get rid of. You two were at the back of the Walgreens, the employee entrance. "Do we have to go in?" You asked, "I wanna stay out and dance in the rain!" You had to have your voice raised a bit, the water muting many of the room tone-like sounds.

He checked the clip in his pistol, before shoving it back in. "Y'ur actin' like we ain't gonna have all the time in the world to dance in there, plum." You hated that, plum. First of all, he knew you absolutely hated the name, second of all, plums were your least favourite fruit. "I'll feed you to those runners if y'ain't careful." You threatened him.

Joel shook his head, knowing you wouldn't do anything. It was funny, really, you saying you would hurt him. He found it cute if anything. "Ya' know what to do in there, you get one'n I'll get the others." You nodded your head as Joel silently opened the door. The three runners in there turned their head and screamed, immediately running to the two of you. They spared you some time, though, from tripping over everything in the way.

Joel went first, shooting at the one that had flew over for him. It went down without a fight, and you had leaped over its body in a careful matter. You were better in hand-to-hand combat, so you had your machete swinging to cut half a head off of the runner. When the runner you had killed fell to the floor, another gunshot and body drop was heard from where Joel was. You turned to see all three down, Joel almost grinning. "Too easy, eh?"

You shook your head, your eyes rolling. "Alright pretty boy," You said, "Help me drag 'em outside." He holstered his weapon, sliding a sly 'yes ma'am' to you before helping, knowing that would drive you crazy. It did, though you chose to ignore it. The two of you were very flirty with each other, it was a second nature in all honesty. Though, you didn't mind it, Joel was anything but ugly.

He helped you bring the former-runners outside, it only took a couple minutes - you two didn't want to go back outside, but you had to do what needed to get done. Once the two of you were finished, Joel had locked the door, which meant the two of you were stuck in here for a while. "Did the list get destroyed?" You questioned him, as he searched through his bag. Joel, not long after, took out a small piece of paper with a grin on his face. "All good."

Not too long after, you were down one aisle, Joel the one beside. You decided to sort of split up, and efficiently scavenge for what you needed to get. You two wanted to keep this place on the downlow, in case things ever went south in Jackson and you needed a place to take Ellie to. It was perfect, really, despite the few runners that were here previously. Food, water, medicine, shelter, everything you needed when the world was in this state.

The two of you were in comfortable silence, until you broke it. "Joel?" You had called out, a small 'hm?' being returned from him not long after. "What type of, uh- lotion did she want? There's forty different kinds." Your eyes scanned the shelf, reading every different label. Ellie had promised you that she wouldn't tell anyone about yours or Joel's whereabouts if you picked her up this certain type of lotion, one to help her bite be less itchy, or something.

"Uh," He began, "Nivea? 'M not sure." Your eyes scanned the shelf once more, before picking up the bottle and sliding it in your bag. It almost slipped out of your hands, you were still completely drenched from the shitty weather outside. Just as you were about to leave that aisle, and join Joel at his, something caught your eye. This is perfect, you thought to yourself, you needed a good laugh and this would crack you up.

You reached for the wrapped box, "Joel?" You had called out once more. You heard shifting around from the other side, "What is it?" He replied. You threw the box over to his side, putting your hand over your mouth as you tried to muffle your laughs. The thud of the box hitting the floor was the only other sound, other than you laughing of course.

"Really?" Was heard from the other side, "Condoms? Real fuckin' mature o'you." This sent you through the roof, honestly. Maybe it was the lack of sleep you had been getting for the last few weeks, or that this was genuinely ridiculous, but you just bursted out with laughter. Let the whole world hear you, you thought to yourself, who cares.

"I'm sorry!" You had exclaimed in between laughs, "It was too fuckin' funny not to!" You slipped past into Joel's aisle, looking for him. He wasn't there. Your laughs calmed down, "Joel?" You drug out the last part of his name, curiously stepping forward. As soon as you did that, you felt arms wrap around you and pick you up. Not arms of a clicker, no, but arms that felt too familiar to your waist.

Joel spun you around, his chin resting in the crook of your neck from behind. The roles were reversed, he was now the one with the laughing fit and you were the unamused one. You had let a few 'let me go!'s escape your lips, trying your best to stay upset, though it didn't work for long. Joel set you down after a few more spins, trying his best not to fall over from the dizziness.

Things between the two of you were complicated, you hooked up all the time but were nothing official. It felt weird, making things official during a time like this. Nobody wanted to care for someone too much, since they didn't know what tomorrow would bring. It was a mutual feeling, you were sure of it, you just didn't know what to do about it.

"I hated that." You flatly-as-possible said that to him, as you turned and faced him. He met your gaze, you could stare into his eyes all day. "That's what you get." He had simply replied to you with, this earned a confused look and a raised eyebrow from you, "Excuse me?" Joel could only hold his smile back, "They were too small, should've at least thrown over the right size."

For fuck sakes, Joel Miller. You slapped him on the shoulder after he broke the shared gaze and walked off, yelling a 'Christ, Joel!' as you chased after him. He drove you crazy, and he knew that. Not a bad crazy, not anything close to that. Whatever crazy it may be, it was mutual.

With another hour of scavenging under the two of yours' belts, you both grew tired. You were still wet from outside, your hair had started to dry, though. Both Joel and you had found an upstairs to the grocery store, it looked to be an employee break room or something like that. You had brought up a few blankets, candles and matches, and a change of clothes. You had set up the candles around your room, not as a romantic gesture, but as a light source. Obviously the power wasn't working, and the two of you needed to see what you were doing.

Joel had set up the blankets by the time the last candle was lit, a proud look to his face. You took notice, as you shrugged off your bag and bent down to untie your boots. "You're a great blanket-layer, Mister Miller." He tsked when you had said that, "No need to remind me." He took notice of you starting to unzip your pants, and push them down. He rose his brow, waiting for you to explain what you were doing.

You took notice of this after you had removed your pants, and stood back up to get your shirt, "What? I'm soaked." Joel had completely forgot about that, in all honesty. His clothes were soaked through as well, no doubt in that, he was just too caught up in the moment with you that he had pushed it to the side. He had removed his shirt as you took yours off, if someone else was to see this, they would definitely think something else was happening.

You two had stripped down to just your undergarments and towel-dried yourselves off. God bless Walgreens for carrying everything, you had thought to yourself. In no time, the two of you were dressed back up in comfortable clothes for the time being, making an unspoken decision that you guys would spend the night.

You were the first one to lay down on top of the blankets Joel had set up, Joel was looking through his bag for something. "Can we just stay here forever, you'n me?" You asked, eyes closed and sprawled out. He could only chuckle in response, "What 'bout Ellie?" Shit, you had forgotten about her. You were too caught up being with just Joel that you had forgot Ellie was at home, probably wondering where the fuck the two of you were. "Pass me the walkie," You asked, "Let me call her."

That was what you did, you went onto the right channel and began talking into the walkie talkie. It took a minute or two until you actually got a response from Ellie. She had made sure you two were fine, and not 'absolutely fucking deceased' (her words, not yours). With much reassurance and whatnot, you soon bid your farewells to her, and had promised you would be back the following day. Ellie had also made the comment saying not to 'come back knocked up', sounding like your mother. This earned Joel to yell at her from the background, but only made you laugh. You loved that kid, like your own.

You placed the walkie down, moving to one side of the not-so-bed bed. "Joel," You groaned, "Hurry up, I'm freezing." You complained. You were in wet clothes for hours, you were bound to be frostbitten at this point. Joel was your heat source for tonight, though he didn't mind, not one bit. With you basically cuddled up to him the entire night, it brought ease to him sleeping.

He shortly lay down beside you, stretching his arm out which had only caused you to lay on his chest. He was chewing something, it smelled too familiar. "What're you eating?" You had hummed, a yawn following your question. "Dried plum." He only replied, doing everything in his power to suppress his grin.

You shook your head, well, as much as you could with your head laying on Joel's chest. "Where the fuck did you even get dried out plums? That's the stupidest thing ever." Joel didn't think it was, plums were his favourite fruit- he wouldn't say anything about that, though, not yet. If you didn't want to eat any plums, he would help you out. This was another case of the olive theory. "One of Maria's friends does 'em, seriously, you should try 'em."

You bickered with him about it for a moment, dropping it the next. Joel loved when you bickered with him, it made you two sound like an old, married couple- though you weren't, not yet. He loved how you would rant on about your hate for plums, or what you had done during the day throughout Jackson. He was just happy to be finally alone with you, not being able to handle anymore time spent not by your side.

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finally alone, mac demarco

[heavenlycloud]

arachnophobia~ spiderman au  kim minji x fem! reader

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authors note: i wrote this for @tzuyuscloud months ago for their birthday and never got around to posting it. i don't plan on writing for nwjns in the future tho, this was just a special request for a friend!

p.s. im sick rn and running on soda, pancakes, and cough syrup so i hope this makes sense cuz im a lil hopped up on stuff rn

tw// swearing, blood, violence

the clock tower across campus struck loudly across campus, indicating the top of the hour. you rolled your eyes at the sound and wished they’d only use it during daylight hours instead of when everyone was trying to sleep. diverting your attention back to your laptop, you added a few more sentences to the Literature paper you were writing before closing the top. it was deep into the night so you quickly washed up and changed into pajamas before heading off to bed since you had a morning class. an hour must have passed when you jumped upon hearing a loud thud followed by a crash of items clattering to the floor in the room nearest yours. quickly, you sprang up and tried to open your roommate’s door which was locked from the other side. for a moment it was silent which only made you frantically jiggle the doorknob harder in an attempt to help the girl on the other side. loudly, you called out, “minji?! are you good bro?” from the other side of the door you could hear her cussing rapidly in english and korean in a hushed whisper. after a moment she called out, voice slightly strained, “yeah uh i’m fine. i just knocked over some stuff on my nightstand. i’m fine though you can leave.” you furrowed your brows in confusion before awkwardly answering, “uh.. um okay yeah. goodnight, i’ll see you in class tomorrow morning.”  right when you settled into bed you thought aloud to yourself, “what nightstand? we don’t even have those in our rooms?” however, you didn’t let yourself think too much of it and shrugged off the thought so you could go back to sleep. 

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the next morning you woke up and got dressed for class as you normally did but this morning minji wasn’t getting ready with you. instead of thinking too much of it, you told yourself she was probably sleeping in a few minutes longer. nine o’ clock rolled around and minji was still nowhere to be found so you went to her door and banged on it, LOUDLY. when there was still no answer you called out, “minji- bro come on we have our literature exam today! lets go!” for nearly two minutes you were calling out to her before you had to leave. minji wasn’t one to skip class so you just stuck with thinking maybe she got an earlier start and was already in class. the walk to the lecture hall was quieter than normal without minji by your side. your roommate’s daily spiel of gossip that she’d overheard from classmates was dearly missed at this early hour. the second you walked into your lecture hall, one of your other classmates, haewon, waved you over. she groaned and put down the book she was skimming in her hand, “god i can’t wait for this lesson to be over.” she pushed the text away from her in disgust, and you laughed, “well we have the exam today, and the paper due next class so it’ll be over soon!” she looked past you a bit then asked, “wait where’s minji?” you craned your neck and squinted to try and see if she was in the large lecture hall but she still hadn’t shown. with a shrug you responded, “i don’t know. i thought she was already here but i guess not.” haewon pulled out her phone and frowned, “she hasn’t texted me either…” before the two of you could do anything else, your professor entered the classroom with a thick packet of exams. your stomach wound itself into knots at the realization that minji would be missing this exam. she had already missed class six times this semester, so this absence would be the one to make a failing grade for the semester. when your professor got to your row with the exams in hand, she looked at the empty seat next to you with a face of disapproval. you awkwardly gave a weak smile and passed the packets down your row before starting on your own test. 

half an hour passed leaving 45 minutes left in the class before you all had to leave. from the looks of your other classmates, this exam was a tough one. beside you, haewon was sound asleep with her exam under her arms. you looked up at the door when you heard rushed footsteps and labored breathing, followed by the door closing. minji rushed up to her seat and sat down, not sparing a second to catch her breath before starting her exam. her appearance was slightly more dishevled than she’d normally deem acceptable but you remained silent. for the rest of the exam period you worked on the test trying to match paces with haewon and minji so that the two of you could leave together at the end. despite arriving thirty minutes late for class, minji managed to complete her exam in fifteen minutes, before you and haewon. not even a minute after the three of you exited the classroom you demanded, “bro, where the hell were you this morning?” haewon agreed and added on, “yeah and why are you dressed like adam sandler?” the two of you onced over the oversized t shirt and baggy basketball shorts that she sported with a pair of sneakers you’d never seen before. you wrinkled your nose and added, “and why do you smell like a burnt gas station?” 

minji shrugged off your questions as nonchalantly as she could, “there was an emergency at HQ and they called me in to help-” you cut her off, “wouldn’t they just call someone else? you don’t even work there?” minji’s cheeks flushed at the realization that you had a point and she quickly explained, “it was one of those ‘all hands on deck’ things. i was available to help so i did. anyways, i was tired so i stayed with a friend who lived nearby, and i had to borrow some clothes. and i was fixing hanni’s car again, it stopped on the side of the road because she forgot to fill it with gas, it’s not a big deal.” you pretended to be unbothered by the remark but something about the slight limp she had and bruises on her legs made your stomach wind into knots. when you looked back up at her face she caught your eyes lingering on her shins with a slightly uneasy stare. nervously she laughed, “lets go to JavaBean before our next class, my treat.” haewon was already linking arms with you and tugging you along, happily murmuring, “i love that she has that new internship with Samsung. i don’t have to pay for stuff anymore because she keeps treating us.” 

haewon turned her phone around and showed you and minji the screen, “did you all see this? that spiderperson stopped a bunch of people from robbing a bank downtown last night! they released the footage this morning.” you watched as the masked assailents attempted to take on the local hero all at once. from the corner of your eye you could see minji shifting uncomfortably in her seat as she watched the video. you looked at her and asked, “isn’t this place right by the samsung building you were at last night? and the footage says it happened around the time you were out. did you see anything?” minji’s eyes widened and she looked down at her iced latte, “no i was inside the building working. we heard the sirens but i didn’t see anything besides police cars up from the windows on my floor.” haewon pouted and said, “damn i wish you’d seen something. i wanna know who this hero is- they’re kinda hot.” you and minji choked on your iced coffees and you laughed, “they wear a mask, you don’t even know if they’re actually hot.” haewon explained, “i mean the act of kicking ass in a spandex suit is hot. but i wouldn’t be surprised if they were good looking too. i’ve seen movies.” minji laughed and shook her head before you turned your attention back to the video. you noticed the way the hero crumpled to the ground when one of the robbers kicked their left knee, coincidentally the same one minji had been babying all day. 

at the end of the school day you found minji in the main room of your shared apartment with her laptop over her lap, and chemistry papers scattered around the coffee table. the second she noticed your presence she slammed her laptop closed and scrambled to gather her papers and tuck them away. you furrowed your brows and awkwardly laughed, “why are you acting like a 12 year old getting caught on a 18+ website?” minji’s face was flushed red with panic and she tried to play it off, “just some uh…classified work stuff that’s all?” you pointed to her laptop, “and you’re doing highly classified work on a school laptop connected to public wifi?” minji rolled her eyes and shoved her computer into her backpack without a response, clearly having gotten caught in her lie. your gaze shifted to her legs where she now wore a pair of sweatpants, your sweatpants to be specific. her long sleeved t shirt rode up on one of her arms and your stomach formed a pit when you noticed small scratches and bruises along her skin. 

“what happened?” you asked, motioning to her arms with a curious but stern glance. minji quickly tugged her sleeve down and murmured, “nothing, don’t worry about it.” for a moment you almost let it go but decided otherwise knowing whatever was happening would continue if you didn’t try to help. you insisted, “no. you need to tell me what the hell is going on.” minji gave you a confused look and you persisted, “this whole thing where you’re disappearing late at night and not coming home? you keep blowing me and haewon off, not to mention that girl hanni came here the other night in tears thinking something happened to you because you hadn’t answered her calls in a week. why the hell do you keep coming back beat up and bruised?!” minji felt her face heat up and she immediately responded much more defensively than before, “i said don’t worry about it.” she got up and pushed past you before slamming her door, shaking the entire apartment with the force. 

for hours you tried to rationalize why minji was suddenly keeping so many secrets from you. what the hell was so secretive about a technology company internship, and why was it that she was only working on projects at night? the more you thought about the whole thing the more stuff started to make less sense. two weeks passed and you noticed minji coming in and out of your dorm at late hours, or just not coming home at all even more. although it wasn’t unusual for her to disappear during the night but you brushed it off knowing that she had that high demand, super prestigious Samsung internship. your suspicions only started to rise further when her bruises and bumps were too noticeable to hide. minji was more closed off towards you and all of your friends and you just missed your roommate, the dork with a 9:30 bedtime, a hermit crab collection, and a love for harry potter. so naturally you decided that you were going to figure out where she was constantly disappearing to since she wouldn’t ever give you a direct answer. 

minji left your apartment around 9:00 pm with the excuse of going out to meet a friend for the night, and potentially spending the night. you opened the find my iphone app on your home screen and opened it to see where minji really was. sure enough she was not at a friends house and actually in some old warehouse downtown. you followed the gps to the location and mumbled quietly to haewon who was on facetime, “what would she even be doing over there?” haewon shrugged and answered, “maybe she knows someone in there, you know that place is full of squatters.” you rolled your eyes and said, “she only talks to four people including us and her uncle. i’m not close with that hanni girl she’s friends with but i don’t think she squats in an old metal factory. but i’m here so i’m gonna hang up.” haewon told you firmly, “okay but if anything happens you need to leave okay?” you nodded and hung up before tucking your phone into your pocket. 

there was nearly no light inside of the old factory, just a few yellowed bulbs illuminating a few feet ahead of you. broken windows offered rays of moonlight to pool where the bulbs couldn’t, making it only a bit brighter. you pulled your black hood over your head and tucked yourself into a dark corner of the factory just to see if minji was actually there. a group of burly men were huddled together around the center of the floor, taunting a smaller figure between all of them. when one of them moved you saw the familiar carnelian red and navy blue spider suit peeked from the middle. you gasped and felt your heart sink as the men tormented the hero who was already in bad shape. instead of staying you looked at your phone to see that minji’s location was now somewhere else in the city. despite wanting to stay and possibly help the young hero, you knew that it was safer for you to sneak out the way you came in. quickly, you hustled down a flight of stairs and slipped out one of the broken walls into a dark alleyway that would lead to a main street after a few blocks. as you walked down the street you turned back when you heard a blood curdling scream, it sounded all too familiar but you turned back and listened to haewon’s advice, hoping to the heavens above the person screaming wasn’t your best friend. 

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walking alone at night in this sketchy part of town wasn’t ideal but public transit wasn’t running at this hour and you weren’t paying for an uber because it wasn’t cheap. you could feel a pair of eyes on you despite nobody being around so you quickend your steps. just as you were about to break into a run a man jumped out from the darkness and blocked your path. there was a sinister smile on his face as he asked, “what’s a pretty thing like you doing out alone at this hour?” you swallowed your fear and stood your ground best you could, “going home. now, excuse me.” you tried to slip by him and the wall just for him to pin your body against it, causing your breath to hitch in your throat. 

the man’s face was inches from yours, his breath smelled of cigarettes and alcohol as it ghosted your lips when he smiled, “what’re you doin sweetpea?” you looked him dead in the eye and kept a stoic face before jamming your knee upwards, hitting him straight in the groin. he stumbled back and staggered onto the ground and you looked over him before kicking him in the same spot, adding one hard stomp after just for good measure. you then took off running, hearing him suddenly yelp you turned around to see the local hero in the spider suit shooting webs at him, sticking him to the alley wall. your eyes met the hero and you heard them yell, “run Y/N!” you didn’t even waste another second before you ran all the way back to your apartment, locking the doors behind you and barracading the door. it was after you took a shower and changed into your pajamas that you realized the masked hero said your name, and suddenly it all clicked. to test your theory, you needed solid, undeniable proof that your roommate was not who she said she was. 

you peeked into minji’s room through the cracked open door she had and you smiled seeing her window was in fact open. that’s definitely how she was getting in and out of your apartment every night without opening the front door. without wasting a second you pulled the window closed and locked it as tight as you could with a satisfied grin on your face. all you had to do now was wait for minji to get back home. 

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hours passed and after one long and surprisingly painful mission, minji was finally rushing back to your shared apartment. she sprinted across the grassy quad as quickly as she could, praying that nobody was going to be outside at this time of night. she frantically attempted to use her web shooters to swing up into the trees, her usual and most secretive way of getting around. however, after the fights she had last night and tonight, she knew it was a long shot. the teenage superhero smiled when she heard a familiar click, but it fell when her web shooters released a thin, miniscule amount of webs that wasn’t even the size of her arm. she cursed under her breath knowing she’d had to fix that before going to sleep, but all she wanted now was to get back into her room. finally she got to her dorm and looked up at her window which sat on the fourth floor of the dorm building you both were assigned to. she began climbing up, wincing as pain seared through her entire body but specifically on her abdomen where a nasty gash was still leaking blood. 

a feeling of dread washed over her when she realized her window was both closed and locked which she never did. she will admit she’d been out of it recently, forgetting to do some school assignments, showing up to club meetings, and she’d even screwed up on tonight’s mission resulting in the bloody wound on her side. the feeling of dread was replaced with panic when she heard a couple of students walking a short distance away. there were only a few seconds to spare before she was spotted so she scanned the floor to see if any windows were open. she saw yours, wide open just asking for her to enter. minji held her breath, hoping and praying that you would be asleep tonight. she quickly crawled through your window and up your walls onto the ceiling in an attempt to exit through your door to her room. the superhero made it to the middle of your ceiling when your light flicked on and you gasped, “ahh! what the fuck?! what the fuck? what the FUCK?!” you yanked the broom from your closet and started smacking the masked individual on your ceiling with it. just like a real spider, minji quickly dashed from one side of your ceiling to another, almost making it out of your room. that was until the broom jammed right into her abdomen, making her scream in pain and fall onto your floor with a loud thud. 

you immediately reached forward and snatched the mask off her head, ready to swing the broom on the stranger again and call the police. a small gasp left your lips when you realized it wasn’t a stranger but rather your own roommate of a year. she had her eyes closed in pain while tears pricked the side of her eyes, getting ready to roll down her cheeks. blood ran from her nose, purple and blue splotches peppered her brow bone, jaw, and cheek, while a cut over her lip had a thick patch of partially dried blood. you looked at her carnelian red suit that was darkening over her stomach area. her hand pressed over it and you urgently moved, “oh my god- minji!” she weakly smiled through a wince of pain, “hey, y/n.” you looked down at her and brought your hands to your head, “holy shit i was right- oh god- ok um…shit you’re bleeding on my rug.” you bent down to help her up, taking most of her body weight onto yourself while she hobbled with you to the bathroom. minji winced once more and you onced her over, “you need to take that off so i can clean your stomach.” immediately minji refused, “no i’m fine it’s just a little cut. you can go to sleep y/n, it’s fine. this is nothing new.” your heart clenched at hearing her last words but you were adamant, “no i’m helping you. minji, you can’t even stand up straight. so take it off so i can help you.” she sighed in defeat knowing that there was no point in trying to refuse because you wouldn’t let up, and honestly she did need help this time. minji pressed a button on her suit causing it to quickly retract up her arms and legs, leaving her in what was now a form fitting tank top and biker shorts version of her suit. 

minji placed her hand on her side, applying pressure to the cut before you gently lifted her onto the countertop of the bathroom. she shifted uncomfortably for a minute while you grabbed a handful of bandaging pads, gauze, and medical bandage tape. when you came back you carefully lifted her top to expose the wound. a small whine of pain left minji’s lips as you peeled the material from her bloodied skin. once that part was done you rinsed it with water, minji gripping onto your shoulder so she didn’t interfere with your help. while you cleaned it, you stated, “if it was any deeper i would’ve had to take you to the ER.” she remained silent at the remark, instead focusing on the way your hands tenderly took care of her wounded body. the teenager hissed as you began to dress the wound with layers of gauze and bandaging tape, throwing her head back to prevent tears from falling. afterwards, you placed small bandaids over the small cuts on her brow bone, temple, and jaw. minji could feel your eyes skimming her arms and legs, looking at the varying scars decorated with new bruises that she’d gotten in the past year. however, she was surprised when you didn’t mention a single word about any of it. instead, you finished up and said, “just avoid getting those wet when you shower, drink water and eat, and let your body rest. alright?” the superhero nodded and you said, “okay, i’m done. good night, i’ll see you in the morning.” minji mumbled a shy, “thank you” under her breath to which you smiled and assured her, “it’s no big deal.” 

you turned around to leave and minji grabbed your hand, “i’m spiderman or girl or woman or whatever. but it’s me.” slowly you turned to face and looked into her eyes, “minji, i know.” she sighed and pulled you closer to her as she still sat on the bathroom counter, her legs wrapped around your torso to keep you close, “no- i know that i just don’t want there to be any more secrets. i can’t keep lying to you.” she pulled your arms to rest on her shoulders as she held your waist and you prompted, “so what else should i know about my spiderwoman?” butterflies erupted in minji’s stomach and she cracked a smile through her split lip, wincing when it hurt slightly. she ran her knuckles along your side and she started, “i can shoot webs from my suit, i can crawl on walls, i’m pretty fast and i’m stronger than regular people, i heal faster so all of this will be fine tomorrow mostly, i have enhanced balance and reflexes, and i get this tingly feeling when i feel like there’s impending danger.” you looked at her asking for more and she continued, “i do really work for samsung though just not in the engineering program like you and haewon think. it’s this classified project so as much as i want to tell you more, i can’t because i don’t know much either right now."

you asked, "what about the day you came in late for the exam? why'd you smell like gas and ash, hanni has a tesla and that doesn't take gas. and what happened to you that day you were there in the alley? i saw you in the factory too." minji sighed and admitted, "i saved a man from a burning car on the side of the highway. they stabbed me in the factory which is why i screamed, and i had a feeling something was going wrong in the alley after i escaped the factory. but that’s all of my secrets i promise. no more secrets, okay?” 

brushed a stuck hair from minji’s forehead and nodded, “no more secrets, huh?” she hummed in agreement and you told her quietly, “i have one.” minji’s eyes found yours and you cupped her face with your hand, “i really like you, more than a friend.” minji broke out into a smile and responded, “i really like you too.” you asked almost as if you didn’t believe her, “yeah?” she nodded eagerly, “yeah.” minji leaned foreward and pressed her head against yours, you placed a gentle kiss on her forehead then you pulled away and looked at her, both of you sharing a similar glance, “don’t tell haewon.” the two of you bursted into laughter and minji leaned forward pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek. 

˚₊𓆩༺🕷༻𓆪₊˚

end.

[dark-frosted-heart]

Inexperienced KissXXX - Roger

As usual, can’t guarantee 100% accuracy on this

(Found him…!)

Spotting the person I was looking for, I ran over to him.

Kate: Roger, I’ve been looking for you.

Roger: Hm? Ah, it’s you, little lady. What’s got you so out of breath?

Kate: I heard you came back from a mission far away and wanted to brief you on the next one… I was thinking…

I trailed off when I saw the empty glasses lined up on the table.

Roger: As you can see, I’m in a drinking mood today. Sorry you had to come all the way here, but can we do this tomorrow? If you can’t, then you gotta wait for me to sober up.

Kate: I’m in no rush, it’s fine. Um…I heard about the mission from Victor. That you went to look for a cursed person for your research, but he was already dead…

Roger: Yeah… Fate was at work.

It’s said that all cursed people were doomed to fall, regardless of their type.

The same could probably be said for the person Roger went to look for.

Roger: Haha, it was bad timing. Had I gotten to him earlier, I wouldn’t have missed out on an interesting research subject. No matter how much I wanna, I can’t chase him to the afterlife.

At face value, Roger sounds like his usual egotistical self.

(But for some reason…Roger seems a little down)

I got a sense that Roger wasn’t just sad over his loss, but also mourning the death of a cursed one. 

(I wonder if they have the same curse…)

Roger: Hey, you know you’re gonna get eaten by a bad guy like me if you’re wandering about a pub at this hour, you know? Go home before you get involved with them.

(If Roger was his usual self, he’d be the one making a pass at me, but he’s not)

Roger’s unusual attitude started to worry me.

Kate: I-I’m not going back yet!

Roger: …?

Kate: Can I drink with you? I feel like having a drink!

I couldn’t leave Roger to himself, so I sat down next to him without waiting for a reply.

(By being next to him, I can help Roger get home if he gets drunk and passes out)

(As long as he doesn’t mind, I’ll do what I can to cheer Roger up)

Roger: You’re so kind, little lady…

Kate: T-that came out of nowhere…

Roger: You’re here with me ‘cuz I’m feeling down, aren’t you? You’re alike like that.

Roger squinted as he reached out and tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear.

The feeling of his callous fingertips against my ear tickled a little.

Kate: Alike…?

Roger: Whenever I was feeling down, they’d come to my side… They’d stay until I felt better.

(There was a kind person like that by Roger’s side…)

Kate: I don’t know if I can replace them, but…what else did they do? Please tell me.

When I told Roger that I wanted him to feel better, even just a little bit, his eyes softened as he started to reminisce. 

Roger: Hmm~ That’s right. We used to wander around the city every day.

Kate: It’s important to go outside for a change of pace.

Roger: Yeah. We loved to wander around during autumn. It was cooler and it felt like we could run anywhere. Oh yeah…I remember laughing so hard when they ran into a pile of leaves on the way home.

Kate: I don’t think I’ll run into a pile of leaves, but…I can go on a walk with you!

Roger: What, do you really wanna fill in for them?

Kate: Yes. I want Roger to feel better.

Roger: Oh…?

There was suddenly an intense glow in those eyes hidden behind those glasses.

I had a bad feeling based on my past experiences, but by the time I realized it, it was too late and I had lost my chance to escape.

Roger: We used to sleep in bed together…

Kate: Huh.

Roger: Also, they used to constantly lick my face even when I told them to stop. When I held them, their warmth made me feel at ease. [Me: It’s a dog isn’t it]

Kate: Lick…Hold…?!

My eyes widened as he added one outrageous thing to another.

(No matter how much I say I want to cheer him up, there’s a limit…)

Roger: So…you wanna take their place?

Kate: I-I…

I don’t think I could do most of the things he just mentioned.

However, I really want to cheer Roger up.

(By licking, does that mean kissing…)

(I wonder if I can kiss him somewhere beside his lips…)

My eyes looked him over as I searched for a place to kiss him without anyhidden meaning. And then-

Kate: Mm…

After making up my mind, I took Roger’s arm and kissed it lightly.

Kate: How’s…this?!

Roger: Pfft, haha! What’s up with that challenging look!

I must’ve looked distressed, and Roger let out a hearty laugh. 

Kate: Please don’t laugh! This is the best I can do…

Roger: Sorry, sorry. I’m just surprised it wasn’t a little more sensual. At any rate, do you have an arm fetish since you kissed mine?

Kate: F-fetish?! No! That kiss was to cheer you up! I can’t lick you and stuff so I did that instead.

Roger: I heard that a kiss on the arm or neck meant desire…

Kate: HUH?!

Roger: I wonder, what kind of desires were you hiding when you touched me?

Roger closed the distance between us and stared as if observing me.

I couldn’t stand it and looked away.

Kate: I think it’s you who has desires, not me…

Roger: So what now. It’s only natural to have desires if you’re alive, isn’t it?

With a deep laugh in his throat, Roger hugged my waist. 

How could he still be this strong even though he’s drunk?

Before I could mush him away, a hand reached out and exposed my right shoulder. 

Roger: You know what kind of guy I am, yet you keep coming to me.

Kate: P-please wait. People can see-

Roger: And what if they can’t? They can’t see us in the shadows.

Roger’s lips fell onto my exposed right shoulder. 

Kate: Nn…

His lips traced along my collarbone as if inspecting it.

I felt a strange sense of pleasure as he lightly sucked on my neck, and my body shivered.

Roger’s intense eyes were on me the whole time, as if he didn’t want to miss a single look on my face.

Roger: Do you like it here?

Mischievous lips touch me as if inspecting me.

Roger: *chu* Mn…Haa…

I hate my body for responding so honestly.

Roger: Oh…You like being sucked here?

(I…What…?)

(Does Roger…Kiss others like this too?)

(Is that how you memorize what a person’s body is like…and think back on it like before?)

I wonder if I too will one day become a part of Roger’s past.

When that thought popped in my head, my heart couldn’t help but ache.

Kate: Did you do this with the person you mentioned before?

Roger: Person…?

Kate: The person that cheered you up… [Me: Kate please…]

I don’t know why I’m so bothered by it.

However, once I spoke up, I couldn’t take it back.

Roger: I never said it was a “person” yanno?

Kate: Eh…?

Roger laughed at my dumbfounded look.

Roger: Pfft, haha…They were a dog. The family corgi.

Kate: Dog…?!

(So when you were talking about walking around town, you meant taking them for a walk…And licking your face is something dogs do.)

(Feeling warm and at ease when you hold them…Yeah, got it)

Roger: They’re still in good health. Spoiled and fat too. Wanna see him some time?

Kate: *sigh* Sure, but…

Without daring to state the important part, Roger misled me into thinking the other party was a person. [Me: I thought it was obvious he was talking about a dog when he talked about the licking]

But I felt like an idiot for having my imagination run wild, and got discouraged before I could blame it.

Roger: So, I’m only doing this with you. Relaxed now?

Kate: N-no! Don’t say weird things like that!

I hurriedly pushed Roger away and this time, he let me go easily.

The fact that he didn’t stop me made me feel a bit unsatisfied…I’m sure I just lost myself for a moment.

Roger: Now that we got that misunderstanding cleared up, I’m gonna ask you again…Do you wanna take their place?

Kate: I can’t!! I’m a person!!

(Even though I’m the one that misunderstood, it’s frustrating to be teased again…!)

In contrast to my reproachful glare, Roger smiled in amusement. 

(Ah, but…Roger’s feeling better, so that’s a relief)

[sinfulpanda16]

MHA Boys x vegetarian/vegan reader

Reader x Bakugou, Midoriya, Kirishima, Kaminari and Todoroki

How they would react to you being vegan or vegetarian

Deku

~ Super supportive

~ Has no problem giving you his fries when there's no vegan options

~ He thought it was cute when you told him he looks like the broccoli you eat 🥦

You and Midoriya walk into the small convenience store, you already having the vegan chips you want in mind. Midoriya finds the bag of chips he wants but you... they're nowhere in sight.

"Hey is everything alright?" Midoriya asks when he sees you distressed.

"I can't find the Takis. Did they seriously run out of them?" you ask all pouty. This sucks, that was the thing you were really looking forward too all day. Being vegan meant not eating just about all the chips there are.

The only vegan ones there were was Lay's but you're not in the mood for that. Midoriya smiles at you "Aww love its ok. We can look somewhere else for them and if we still can't find them than I won't eat chips today either."

The idea of your boyfriend willing to give up his snack for you makes you feel some type of way. Who does that? Your supportive boyfriend that's who. You tell him he doesn't have to do all that but he insists that its ok.

You smile "Thanks Izuku". He puts his bag of chips back in their place and grabs your hand to exit the convenience store.

You did find Takis at another store so both of snacked away when you both got home.

Bakugou

~Lowkey bullies you for it. But in a loving way.

~ Acts bothered every time you reject some of his food cuz it has dairy products but in his head he's like "Fuck I forgot!"

~ He was like "Tch pathetic" when you told him but when he sees how important being vegan is for you, he tries learning how to cook vegan recipes.

Your tummy growls you haven't eaten since breakfast. You have no idea what to cook though, last time you checked there was no vegan ingredients for you to cook something.

Your tummy growls again so you get up and get dressed to head out to buy some oat milk and a box of Life cereal. Its not much but at least you'll eat something.

You head to front door but then you hear someone scream "OI! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU GOING?!" you turn around scared shitless and see Bakugou in the kitchen holding two plates of food.

What the- is that the smell of Mac and Cheese? Is that the vegan cheese you buy for yourself!? You gasp "Katsuki! Did you made vegan Mac and Cheese?!" you ask excitedly. Truth is Bakugou has been practicing making vegan Mac and Cheese, but he wanted to make sure it was perfect for you.

He clicks his tongue "Tch yes you idiot. Now come over here and eat it fore I make you eat it!" you happily oblige. This meant more than he could ever know.

You two sit down and eat. He did a good job, it was really good.

"Mmm. Katsuki you should be vegan too."

"Hell no!"

Todoroki

~Yes this man respects you and everything you do

~ You're probably the first vegetarian he's ever met

~ When you told him he was taken aback a bit but immediately showed his support

You remember your first date with him. It was a surprise dinner at his place. You hadn't told him you were vegetarian cuz it just never came up. So when he set that stake he put hard work into in front of you, you were nervous to tell him.

He didn't notice anything. He takes some of his own stake and says "Here love." wanting to feed it to you but you go 🙊. He's confused, was there something wrong with the stake?

"What's wrong my love?" he asks a bit worried.

You sigh and fiddle with your fingers. "Shoto I'm really sorry for not telling you but...I'm vegetarian." you say not looking at him. You feel really bad that the stake he made is going to waste.

"Oh. You're vegetarian."

"Yeah."

"That means you don't eat meat right?"

"Yes."

"So what do you eat?"

Boy. You eat everything but meat lol 😭. Its ok baby was just too sheltered. You explain to him and when you're done he gets up and takes the two plates of stake away. You protest he can still eat his but he insists its ok. He wants to enjoy his cooking together.

So that night you guys made some delicious Soba Noodle Salad and enjoyed it together.

Kaminari

~ He's all cool with it. It doesn't matter to him

~He does forget a lot though.

~Like when he offers you some of his pepperoni pizza and then 10 seconds later, he's like "*Gaps* Sparks I'm so sorry I forgot!" 😭

Ever since you two began dating you guys have been hanging out together 24/7. (He's clingy as hell that's why) You guys study together, train together, and eat lunch together.

You have told him you're vegetarian, you have, but he's so goofy he forgets a lot. Its lunch time and you and him walk to the cafeteria together. You guys order your guys food and go sit at a table.

Listen, normally it would be Kaminari who would enjoy his non-vegetarian food. UA doesn't have that many vegetarian options so you would be the one watching him eat all like "Mm mm mm! 😋Sparks this is amazing try some... Wait... OMG I'm so sorry I forgot!" You're never bothered though as long as he eats something and is happy, you don't mind it.

Today though was the complete opposite though. There were some bomb vegetarian options and few meat options. So finally, you were going to enjoy something good! You're eating away and because it's been a long time since you were able to enjoy the school's food you were like, "MMMM! This is so good!!" and then you see Kaminari looking at you like😐.

"I'm sorry" you say a bit embarrassed.

He laughs and says "Aww, hey its ok. You never get to enjoy anything when we eat so go ahead" and smiles at you. You smile back and take some of your pasta and feed it to him. He eats it and says, "Holy shit this is good!" You both laughed and had a good lunch.

Kirishima

~ He respects and supports you being vegan.

~ No like actually hats off to you, he doesn't know how you do it.

~ He's the cutest carnivore there is so when he accepted the challenge of being vegan for a week he almost died.

He comes back from the gym, and he does not feel good. He felt like he was lacking in the gym recently and he thinks it's because he hasn't eaten meat. He's gets even more disappointed when he remembers he can't drink his protein milk! Fuck he felt like his world has stopped. Even though it's only been 5 hours.

You come out to greet him.

"Hi Kiri!" you say as you hug him.

"Hey baby" he says hugging you back.

You look up at him "Kiri I made lunch. Its vegan nuggets do you want some?" WTF vegan nuggets! Yes, the closest thing to meat ofc! He felt like he was saved, you guys go to the kitchen and sit down to eat. When he bites into his nugget he is met with disappointment. He tries not to show it though because he doesn't want to disappoint you, but you noticed immediately. "Kiri, are you ok?"

He tries to reassure you that he's fine but you don't let it go, so he gives in. He sighs "Baby, I'm sorry but these vegan nuggets are not it" he says pouting a bit. He really wanted to enjoy eating this with you but it's just not the same as meat. You giggle and tell him "Its ok. You can eat meat if you want. I don't care if you quit the challenge." Kiri looks at you. No, he's not going to quit the challenge he wants to make you proud. So, he goes on with the challenge.

The whole week was so stressful. Learning to read the ingredients to a snack and being disappointed he saw it contained dairy products was super annoying. He would drink his protein with water which he absolutely despised, but it was all good when you told him he can drink it with soy/oat milk. The memes he saw of people hating on vegans didn't help. Especially when the guys would eat meat in front of him and be so disrespectful about it 😭.

Then the week was over. You couldn't have been prouder of him. The moment he was free he ate all the burgers he wanted. As he should. Don't worry though, he gave you all his fries so both of you had a yummy meal.

[st-asya]

The stabbing scene, my beloved. I feel like I'll never run out of something to say, gonna be a habit of mine to never stop talking about it. My first post about it was the first thing that came to my mind, then I read the posts in the reblogs (and discovered a whole new world of the fascinating details I didn't even think of before), and they made me think of taking a closer look at this scene, but from a different angle.

Originally the post was supposed to contain nothing but the third paragraph, but I got a little carried away, so... (I swear to God, someday I'll write a book about this scene). This is gonna be endless cause making several posts doesn't feel right for some reason. I've never used so many parentheses in one post till now.

Ed somehow managed to make 'stab me' sound more sexually charged than 'fuck me', talk about having a way with words. I mean I know the whole scene imitates life (hence this scene is art), well, a certain intimate part of life, obviously, but still...

He is not even trying to make it sound at least a little less intense. He sounds almost demanding, but it's with a pretty soft touch to it still (dare I say seductive?) ('stab me') and very calm, collected, encouraging ('run me through') as if not to scare Stede off cause this whole training session is taxing enough as it is already, Ed's hesitation or uncertainty wouldn't make things better for sure, so he needs to maintain an aura of a confident leader. He calls the shots, after all (and he just wants to be yours, Stede).

The way Ed carries himself in this scene is beautiful, charming even, to the point it's a tad sad, to the point you might wanna find a way to protect him for his own good, so there's this bittersweet kinda feeling. He's being borderline painfully sincere, there's no pretence of any kind because that harsh manner of dealing with the situation is the only one he's familiar with so he gives it his all, cuz there's literally nothing else to channel this energy into, I suppose. I find it marvelous cause he's so authentic in his ability to show it completely unashamedly (not only out of necessity, you gotta have balls to do it too). That's just who he is, take it or leave it (well, so far at least). The sad part is to be sincere is to be vulnerable, soft, to let your guard down (and it's scary as fuck) and, understandably, Ed has a certain kinda problem with that.

It's not a fight with an enemy, he doesn't have to be worried about being killed, but he still chooses to teach a lesson by letting Stede hurt him basically, of his own volition (he had it done to him dozens of times, he's a tough guy, we get that, but stabbing is stabbing, he can get used to it alright, but it doesn't change the fact that he still has his guts rearranged somehow and I'm sure it can't really feel good (well certainly not when a bloody sword is involved and not some other thing that can also penetrate the body which is not the case, even if it looks like (is meant to look like) some bizarre interaction of some pretty intimate nature, the situation is far from the possibility of either of them being docked, cause the damn ship is in the middle of nowhere, and the damn sword goes somewhere it does not belong under ordinary (well relatively) circumstances). So if we're not talking about the metaphorical interpretation (which is hard to ignore), it's a pretty tough way to teach someone how to do something.

What I'm saying is they didn't have to go all the way cuz it's a simulation (but piracy is very much real and it's not exactly a bed of roses, you gotta be prepared or you're gonna get killed, brutal and unfair as it is, it's the way life operates), but Ed still went for it. A pretty selfless thing to do, and what's interesting about it is it's not about feeding his ego (maybe it's because it's well-fed already btw, I mean all the legends, rumors and whatnot, I'm not saying Ed is full of himself, the analogy about being hungry and being fed has just crossed my mind for some reason, and I wanted to put it here), he clearly cares and not for some selfish reasons (even though he could, oh God, that's starting to look like a separate post).

I may be overthinking and overanalyzing it (not only this part, but the post as a whole, but oh well), but there's another fascinating thing about this scene, and it's the placement of the wound. It's in the stomach. In some Slavic languages 'stomach' literally means 'life' if we talk about its archaic usage, they even sound similar there, in English it's the word not only for a body part, but also for the ability to put up with something (well, with a certain kind of discomfort that Ed needs to endure for it to be profitable for Stede in the future in this case). So one would say it's a pretty vital part of a body (Ed himself admits there are important bits there, after all), and Ed doesn't protect it from Stede, doesn't conceal it. Even if it's essentially counterproductive. Not only does he say 'stab me', he literally shows where, gets the jacket out of the way, partially gets rid of the leather that's become his second skin which helps him feel safe, protected, an extra layer distancing him from an unpredictable outer world he's defenceless against and has no control over, shows he's vulnerable, naked if you will. Literally, cause there is a sliver of bare skin.

He literally trusts him with his life. With a fraction of it for now. Voluntarily. But he's still in control cause he knows how to navigate Stede's newfound ability to cause damage in such a way that he doesn't get hurt badly (it's 'I cleverly took the sword on the left', not 'you ran the sword through there', but at the same time it's 'you managed to avoid all the important bits' (he freaking WINKS at Stede (well, kinda.

or I'm just going insane cause I've stared at this bit of the vid and rewound it an unhealthy number of times), can you be any less subtle, my dude, you're down BAD), that sounds like an encouragement of sorts, like a 'well done' from a teacher helping his student gain confidence, I would even say it sounds kinda like a thank you for not betraying his trust, for not abusing his vulnerability, I mean Stede hardly comes off as some batshit insane type with no knowledge of boundaries, but you never know, especially when you've just met him). Ed trusts him, but he's still alert. But he's already ready to risk his comfort (which includes a wide range of things) for Stede to stay safe if his life is ever in danger.

The question which one of them fell first might be up for debate, but the fact that Ed fell harder is pretty evident, I think.

[ennikity]

❤𝘕𝘪-𝘬𝘪 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯... 𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶❤ ☽𝘎𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧☾ ☽𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘱☾

When you are dating an idol, going on dates as a normal couple it's almost impossible. That included cinema dates, arcade dates and... fancy dinners at restaurants. To you, that didn't matter much, you were more than happy to date Ni-ki, even if that ment thet your most exciting date would be a movie night at Enha's dorm. What you didn't know, was that the boy was determinated to make you experience what a normal couple life would feel like... Even if he had to add a bit of imagination.

[...]

Even tho it was only 7am on a Saturday morning, you couldn't sleep. Finally, Ni-ki was going to have some days off, and you couldn't wait to tell him all the plans you had thought for the two of you.

-If only he were already awake...-you sighted.

But you didn't need to wait much, cuz suddenly your phone began to rang. A big smile spread on your face after reeding the name on the screen.

-Good morning, Ni-ki- you greeted the boy happily.

-Hey Y/N-he answered.

-I hope you are ready to have fun these days, cuz I've thought about a lot of things we could do!

-Yeah, about that... meet me today at 7 pm in our dorm, ok? Oh, and wear something fancy! See ya!

-What, Ni-ki wai-

But the boy had already ended the call. You stared at the phone's screen with a puzzled look. What was he planning?

-I hope it's not another prank-you mumbled- But what does he mean about wearing something fancy?

The clock beside you showed the time, 7:15 am. Getting out of bed, you headed to your closet. You had exactly 11 hours and 45 minutes to find something appropriated for what Ni-ki had planned... Whatever that could be.

[...]

11 hours and 30 minutes after the morning call with the boy, you arrived at Enhypen's dorm. You checked your outfit again, a long red dress with shiny little stones you didn't even know you had and heels you had borrowed from your sister.

-I hope I don't have to run tonight-you said looking at them before knocking on the door.

I can assure you, you weren't going to run nowhere.

After some seconds, the door finally opened, but it wasn't Ni-ki who came to greet you.

-Jungwon?- you asked when the boy smiled at you from the inside- What it's happening... and why are you wearing a suit?

The boy signalled you to come inside and, after pulling a notebook out of nowhere, he asked very politely:

-Good night, miss. You must be Y/N, right? I'll guide you to your table. There's already someone waiting for you.

Jungwon made a gesture so you would follow him, and not knowing what else you coul do or how could you respond, you let him lead you.

When you finally arrived at your supposed table, a gasp escaped from your mouth. Infront of you, with the most beautiful bouquet of flowers you had ever seen, Ni-ki was waiting for you, dressed with a black suit.

-Ok- you laughed, starting to think you were dreaming- You need to tell me what it's going on.

Ni-ki smiled, getting closer to you.

-You look more beautiful than all the stars we could count in the sky- he said.

-Heyy, what are you talking about?- you answered trying to cover your red cheeks- You also look stunning. You should wear suits mor often, the make your eyes look really beautiful.

The boy smiled even wider, and then, shyly, offered you the bouquet.

-I didn't know which ones were your favourites, so I picked one of each tipe just in case.

-Awww, that's so sweet, there was no need to do it- you said taking the bouquet with shiny eyes. It was truly beautiful.

-Of course it was. There's no romantic and fancy couple dinner without flowers.

-A romantic and fancy dinner?-you asked, curious- What do you mean?

-Let's take a seat first.

And gently, he pulled your chair so you could sear comfortably.

-Thank you-you smiled.

After seating infront of you, Ni-ki finally started talking.

-You know, since we started dating, I have always wanted to go to a fancy restaurant with you, and have one of those romantic dinners. But, as an idol, that's almost impossible to do. So I thought, if we couldn't go to a restaurant together, what about bringing the restaurant to us?

-And how are you supposed to bring the restaurant to us?- you asked.

-Well, I have my own way-he smirked.

At that moment, Jake entered the room with a tray full of delicious looking food. Like Jungwon, he was wearing a fancy suit.

-Oh, it looks like chef Jay finally finished preparing our dinner- Ni-ki said proudly.

-Wait, are you telling me that you convinced your members to help you and literally turn your house into a restaurant?-you had never been in more shock during all your life.

-Yeah- he nodded- Quite impressive, right?

-How did you managed to do that?

-Well, let's say that they gave me a "maknae coupon" on my last birthday. Basically, I could ask for whatever I wanted and they would help me to get it. But I could only use it once.

-And you decided to use it in this dinner, instead of... I don't know, buying videogames or something you like?

-Bingo.

-You are truly a sweetheart.

-Only for you, princess-he winked.

A warm feeling spread all over your chest by hearing how the boy wanted to make something special for you. You were truly lucky for having someone like him.

-And now, we should start eating before it gets cold, don't you think?- Ni-ki asked with a smile- Heeseung hyung will come soon to play the playlist I've made with all your favourites songs.

Seriously, you were really really lucky.

[...]

-I think I'm gonna explode-you said-I've never eaten this much in all my live, but it was truly amazing. Jay is such a good cook.

-I know, right?- Ni-ki answered smiling.

-I hope you still have space for the dessert- Sunoo said while holding a tray with two pieces of cake- Sunghoon hyung and I have worked really hard preparing it cuz someone had told us that it was your favourite-he added looking at Ni-ki.

-Well, I guess then I have no option, I can't say no to cake-you smiled already holding the spoon.

Ni-ki watched you eat proudly, and then, with a shy smile, asked:

-Did you enjoyed the dinner? You know, I have to leave a review at the restaurant's website after this.

You laughed.

-The dinner was amazing, and all the workers at the restaurant were incredibles-you said- But, do you know if there is a place were I can leave a review to the best boyfriend ever? I would like to thank mine for this amazing date, for thinking and planning all this, cuz it has been one of the best nights in my life

Ni-ki's cheeks turned red after hearing that, but tried to play it cool.

-Yeah, I think I've heard about it, but I'm sure that the best review for your boyfriend it's seeing how much you enjoyed the dinner. Anyway, the night it's still young, so would you like to dance with me?- he asked, getting up and offering you his hands, a smirk dancing on his face.

-Nothing would make me happier- you smiled.

And with that, the night went by between dances, the sweet melody of your favourites songs, both of you holding eachother... and of course, the sweet looks of the other members, who were watching you from afar, happy for the two of you.

Author's note:

Wow, such a long time I hadn't written nothing. I have to admit that I was working on another imagine, but then this idea appeared and I decided to change it. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the chapter, and I hope to post again soon.

Thanks for reading and see ya <3

[deezbignutz]

Redacted characters as musical songs because I'm a sucker for musicals :))) + some lyrics cuz why not 🤷‍♀️

Guy abt Honey - "Never Ever Getting Rid of Me" From Waitress. He is a simp and he makes sure they know it. Kinda yandere coded, but womp womp ig. (yandere Guy? 😳😏) "Such a stubborn man, you'll likely never meet another." "Oh, I'm gonna love you so." "I though it was hilarious to call a cat a kind of fish."

Damien abt Hux - "When He Sees Me" From Waitress. Damien just overthinking about going out Hux even before knowing him all that much. "I stick with real things, usually facts and figures. When information's in its place I minimize the guessing game. Guess what? (What?). I don't like guessing games or when I feel things before I know the feelings." "What scares me the most. Is what if when he sees me, what if he doesn't like it? What if he runs the other way and I can't hide from it? What happens then?." "Or even worse, he could be very nice, have lovely eyes and make me laugh, come out of hiding. What do I do with that?" Also literally the entire song ngl. It's very Damien coded in my opinion.

David & Asher - "For Good" From Wicked. Just wholesome, very platonic love and friendship shared between two friends. (No, I'm not trying to be sarcastic. They're just very good friends) "I've heard it said, that people come into our lives for a reason. Bringing something we must learn." "Who can say if I've been changed for the better? But because I knew you, I have been changed for good." :')) "You'll be with me, like a handprint on my heart."

Young David & Asher - "For Forever" From Dear Evan Hansen. Just two friends. On a perfect day. :'))) "All we see is sky forever. We let the world pass forever. Feels like we could go on for forever this way, two friends on a perfect day." "He looks around and says to me 'There's nowhere else I'd rather be.' And I say, 'Me too'." "And I see him come to get me. He's come to get me, and everything's okay." witerally the inversion

Imp!Lasko to Imp!Freelancer - "Meant to be Yours" From Heathers. I don't think I need to explain this one, it just speaks for itself. "You chucked me out like I was trash, for that you should be dead." "You were meant to be mine. I am all that you need. You carved open my heart. Can't just leave me to bleed. Veronica, open the, open the door, please. Veronica, open the door. Veronica, can we not fight anymore, please? Can we not fight-" yada yada yada, you know the audio

Freelancer (?) - "The Wizard And I" From Wicked. It's just them being pumped to go to DAMN and to get to learn more abt their weird and foreign powers. "This weird quirk I've tried to suppress or hide, is a talent?" "No father is not proud of you, no sister acts ashamed." 🙂 "And this gift or this curse I have inside. Maybe at last, I'll know why."

Asher + werewolf bois - "I Feel Pretty" From West Side Story. Broski is on cloud 9 after meeting Baaabe, and the others are just there to witness his delulu. "It's alarming how charming I feel. And so pretty, that I hardly can believe I'm real." "Have you met my good friend, Maria (Asher)? The craziest girl on the block." "I feel dizzy, I feel sunny, I feel fizzy, and funny, and fine. And so pretty, Miss America can just resign!"

Gavin - "Noel's Lament" From Ride the Cyclone. Just a gay little guy dreamin up his gay little fantasies during work because workin in 7-Eleven is too boring. 👍 "Good girls call me 'The Town Bicycle'. Don't knock it 'til you've tried my life of sin." "He said, 'I think I am in love with you' I've heard that lie a million times before." "'My chils, do you have any final words to the Lord you'd like to say?' 'Oui, tell him that, like him, I coose to burn out rather than fade away!'" get into it, queen.

Avior & Starlight - "What Is This Feeling?" From Wicked. This is how I feel like their first reaction to each other when they're in hell went. "For you see, my roommate is: Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe. Blonde!" "What is this feeling? Fervid as a flame. Does it have a name? Yes. Loathing. Unadulterated loathing." "Ev'ry little trait, however small, makes my very flesh begin to crawl."

Caelum to Freelancer - "Popular" From Wicked. Hear me out. He doesn't mean it in a bad way, he just wants to help Freelancer out in their new, scary school. "And even in your case, though it's the toughest case I've yet to face. Don't worry, I'm determined to succeed!" "So let's start, 'cause you've got an awfully long way to go..." "Now that I've chosen to become a pal, a sister and advisor. There's nobody wiser!" he's just way too excited to show the magical world to them

Shaw Pack - "Jet Song" From West Side Story. You could also debate that this is also kinda like the Solaire Clan, but the Shaw Pack suits it better cuz of how laidback and playful the song is. "When you're a Jet, if the spit hits the fan, you got brothers around, you're a family man." "When you're a Jet, you're the swingin'est thing. Little boy, you're a man; Little man, you're a king!" mmmm, Solaire Clan vibes "Someone gets in our way, someone don't feel so well!" Quinn? That u?

Any and all immigrants moving to Dahlia - "America" From West Side Story. Two perspective on how livin in Dahlia is like. "Buying on credit is so nice One look at us and they charge twice." ✨racism✨ "Life can be bright in America (Dahlia) If you can fight in America (Dahlia)" "Here you are free and you have pride Long as you stay on your own side."

Marcus - "Cool" From West Side Story. Anxious little technician anxious about being found out and fired. :)))) "Don't get hot, 'cause man, you've got some high times ahead." "Breeze it, buzz it. Easy does it. Turn off the juice boy. Go man, go. But not like a yo-yo schoolboy." idk with this one, it doesn't really have much lyrics anyways :\

Thank you for coming to my TedTalk :))))

[reverse-falls-stan]

Just another night

Aka: Stanley is very much not a healthy person in any sense of the word (and I struggle with conflict scalation)

Tw: Child abandonment, manipulation, alcohol drinking, overall toxic marriage dynamics

Ship: Fiddlestan

He thumbed idly across the records, choosing one more on feeling than the title of the vinyl. The whiskey was already opened by the counter. There was no one to complain about leaving alcohol out in the open, his brother had locked himself in his study hours ago and the children- lord knows where they went.

The disc slided swiftly into the player, the resonance of the room being perfect to make the old ballad eco through out. Humming to the tune in an attempt to fully remember it, Stanley served himself the glass and ice. His eyes slipped closed as his body swayed to the soft rhythm, taking his sweet time of enjoying the music before asking the first bitter-sweet sip. It goes down easy, and with it all the worries of the day, the week, the month.

Like many times in his life, there was nothing but a bottle and some music to keep hin company-

"That's... Sinatra, right?"

- until now.

Then again, it was the only interruption he could ever ask for

"Ah, sorry doll. I didn't mean to bother you"

"Not at all" Fiddleford laughed softly- and oh how that laugh still made him feel dizzy still

Stanley opened his arms and his husband walked up to him, kissing his hand before taking it, pulling him in. Both of them struggled to get on track, tripping and stepping onto each other until almost out of nowhere they found themselves in complete synchronization with one another and the tune. Once they realized, they just chuckled, kissed softly, and Stanley took another sip

"Do you remember this song...?"

"I think so? Is... yes, one of our first dates, right?"

"Mhm. I had gotten a record player so you and Sixer would have something while you worked..."

"And you just hijacked it at some point for the date- wait, no, there was a- a band right?"

"I got both. You deserved it after all"

"Still the same flatterer as then, hun"

"And we danced the night away..."

As they swayed softly at the rhythm of the fading song, Stan sighed and left his head rest on the crook his darling's neck

"You really get me acting all stupid..."

"Is that an insult, doll?"

"You know is not. Just... when we dance like this, I get dumb ideas. The kind that only make sense when you're young and sick with love"

"Such as what?"

"... Running away"

The record finally went silent, along with the rest of the room

"I wanna pick you up, run to the car, and ditch this town. Maybe get new names. Leave all this business nonsense and never look back"

After a few moments, Fiddleford hummed and paced a soft kiss to his temple "That really is a love sick idea"

Stanley sighed again and, never letting go, made his way backwards until dropping on his armchair, his husband idly sitting on top of him

"Are you not happy here?"

"Of course I am. We got everything we could want"

"Then...?"

"I dunno. I just got stupid, I told you. But don't you think it'd be nice?"

"Hm... yeah, I guess it is nice to think about. We could try to move out... but we'd be forgettin' sumthing, don'tcha think?"

"Hm? What?"

He he'd his cheek so he'd look up at him "The kids, Stanley"

"Oh."

Of course. It was always those kids. For the last 6 years it has always been those kids.

"I mean, we could always just leave 'em with Ford-"

"Oh please, ya know that man would leave 'em in the garbage dump if he had the chance"

"He wouldn't do that. He's not getting near enough to a dump to do it"

"Ya know what I mean! Those kids got nothin' but us. But you"

It took all of his will power to not groan in response, deciding to instead finish off what was left of his drink in a few gulps to have something else to think about.

"Look, I know it's pro'lly not what you expect to be doin' at this age, but they're still our family"

"Yeah, cuz Sherman decided to fuck off with my nephew to lord know where"

"And that was their mistake. It don't gotta be yours too"

Stanely focused only on the ice that remained om the glass, swirling it around just see them crash and clink, completely useless without its companion.

"... you weren't actually thinking about it, right?"

"... I need to refill my drink. You want one?"

"Hon."

"I'm sure we're got some nice rum arond-"

"Stanley."

Finally, he turned around to meet with those strange eyes. That odd look somewhere between anger, confusion and betrayal. One he couldn't for the life of him remember ever having seen in his husband's face yet the dread that made a home in his stomach as a result felt so familiar.

"Are you actually mad? Really?"

"You honestly think I'm gonna be ok with the idea of just abandonin' them?"

"It's not abandoning. They'd still have Ford, they'd still have all of this mansion, hell they'd have the town!"

"That ain't what a kid wants, they want you! A parent, or- or at least a guardian!"

"Like you would know anything about that!"

Fiddleford suddenly got up, holding the side of his head "ack- just- God you're impossible sometimes! Why- why- why do ya always get like this when ya drink?"

"Fidds- please-"

"Just- Just forget about it! I'm gettin' a headache. I'm going ta da bedroom. Ya can come when ya pull your head out your glass and ass"

Stanley looked from his seat as he walked away, muttering something under his breath. He kept staring until his figure could no longer bee seen down the corridor. Then, he calmly got up to serve himself again, drinking half of it in one go, and walked down that same corridor already with quite the struggle. The alcohol in his system, however, didn't seem to be a problem when he took the memory gun out of his jacket and pointed straight to the back of the head. He rushed to catch him, now both of them in a daze in front of their dorm

"Uh- wha..."

"Geez, I swear ya become more of a lightweight with every year doll"

"Really? I.. ugh..." he held his head, and Stanley kissed his temple

"C'mon, let's get ya to bed before you pass out"

"... a- alright, yeah, thanks..."

After laying him down on the bed and spoiling him with a few more kisses until he was fully knocked out, Stanley took out the gun once more, forcing his foggy mind to think about something

He only had to change a few characters of the prompt before shooting himself

After the shock was gone, he got up with a blank expression, returning the device to the hiding spot it should've been in from the begging, and dragged himself back to the living room

[riordanverserpdatabase]

Welcome back to our Head Counselor event!!! Let's keep it rolling with our next vote!!!

Cabin 11 - Hermes

Let's hear from the contestants!!!

Travis, why would you be a good fit for head counselor? @travis-isthebetter-stoll

I'm one of the oldest, I'm the wisest, also, I'm ready to prank the living shit out of anyone who hurts my siblings, younger or older, there all precious, like jewels. Which is why I'd like to participate, also, I think it'd be fun cuz I'll make sure we have lots of fun nights, we can order up pizza and have party nights! Which we should already be doing tbh-

Crisco, why would you be a good fit for head counselor? @notfuckingshortening

Crisco drops in from the window.

"Sup bitches, bros, and hoes, I'm Crisco Montez from Cabin Eleven and I'm running for your Head Councilor!"

"Why Should I be your councilor? Cause I'm hot, fun, and actually plan to make newbies feel welcome and like camp is a fun place to be!"

They hesitate, before their partyboy personality falls.

"I mean that last bit, I really do." He murmurs, putting his sunglasses on top of his head.

"Camp can seem.....really isolating. Cabin Eleven is where you're just....put when you don't know who your godly parent is. Or when you have nowhere else to go. I want those campers to know that they're not alone. That they're supposed to be here, that-"

They choke up slightly.

"That they're loved. That, despite everything, someone will take care of them, that someone will be their family."

He sighs.

"So many of us don't have that, or never had that. I want to change that. Isn't that a saying? Be the change you want to see in the world?" They shrug.

"So I guess that's what I'm trying to do. I want demigods, claimed or not, alone or surrounded by people, to know that they're welcome. That they're wanted, and that they're loved."

"My at's @notfuckingshortening check it out."

Robin, why would you be a good fit for head counselor? @basically-a-god

I wouldn’t, I just want to be able to boss Dean around.

Dean, why would you be a good fit for Head Counselor? @itsprobablydean

uuuuuh.... I don't know if I would! But I love my siblings a lot, and I think that's kind of all you need?? I dunno, it sounds like fun! I can keep everyone in a good mood!!

Alright cabin 11!!!! Let's hear it!!!

Alexis Ortiz @hispanic-daughter-of-hermes

Charlotte Louise @lesbian-force-of-chaos

Estra Ava @estraava

Elliot 'eli' hale @wivesandwallets

Ezra Jeff Stone @itsyourboyezra

Fin "Fish" Jesse Hawthorn @fin-the-child-of-hermes

Lucy Castellan @the-better-castellan

Maddox Estala @madson-of-hermes-notluke

Meiko @meiko-mako

Oakley Foster @everyones-fav-mailboy

[elly99]

us without me VII: everything

A story series from the perspective of Mia (fem!Reader/OC) as she goes through her memories and recounts falling in love with her best friend in high school, Minji. She suffers in silence until she breaks and it all comes crashing down.

Part 7 of 7. Check here for more details. Reading previous parts for context is encouraged. CW for language.

Her debut was just over a month away. 

It was 7:22 in the morning and she had just arrived back from Spain. You see her from a distance saying goodbye to her members. They recognize you from the many times you picked Minji up from practice and wave enthusiastically. You wave shyly in return. Then she runs to you, as fast as she possibly could with her luggage in tow, straight into your arms.

“Hey!” is all you can manage as she suffocates you with a bear hug.

“I missed you so much. How are you?”

“I’m alright! Been missing you, too. How was your birthday?”

“It was sooo good! We were filming that day and it was really, really fun. I also got really nice gifts. I already told you all about it!”

“I know. I was just hoping you’d say you missed me.” You look ahead, avoiding her eyes.

She laughs and lightly punches your shoulder.

“I told you that many times, too,” she says softly. “But I’ll say it again anyway. I really did miss you on my birthday. It wasn’t the same without you.”

You finally smile, content with her response.

“I’m so happy you’re back, Min. It was weird being away from you for so long.”

“Me, too. It’s so good to see you.” You both start walking to the taxi stands. “Thanks for picking me up, by the way. I know it’s really early.”

“Well, your family’s away so somebody had to do it.”

“Wow, you really sound like you want to be here.” She chuckles. “I could’ve just gone home with the others, you know?”

“And you know there’s nowhere else I’d rather be, right?”

“Ugh, so greasy, bro!” she exclaims, hitting your shoulder again only to grab your hand right after. She hails a cab with the other.

“I still have a lot of stuff to do before July but this weekend I’m just gonna stay in bed and not move.”

“Sounds like a plan. Will we have any other time to hang out, though?”

“Yeah, don’t worry! I’ll find time. I promise.”

On the ride home she doesn’t let go of your hand. And though you had your ring on you didn’t allow yourself to hope. You didn’t allow yourself to pretend. But you did allow yourself to enjoy it. Just one last time. After all, her debut was just over a month away.

-

“I got you a new diary, by the way,” you say matter-of-factly as she unpacks. She turns to you with gleeful puppy eyes and your heart melts like all those times before. “And while you were away I removed all the stickers from my locker and stuck them in here instead. I also got you a bunch of new ones to put wherever…”

Before you know it you’re in her arms and she’s squealing in your ear.

“...except my locker!” you emphasize, laughing a little. “I know it’s not much but… happy birthday!”

“Bro, stop. I love it! Thank you so much! It’s so prettyyy!”

It felt good to see her happy. But you still longed for more. You knew you needed to stop but you never figured out how. And she’d never know that you left tears in her hair.

“I missed you, Mia.” She releases you from her hug and you exchange smiles. “I’m so glad I’m home cuz I’m kinda… no, I’m super tired. Think I’ll nap for a bit.”

“You should try and stay up for as long as you can! It’ll be better for your jet lag.”

“I literally can’t keep my eyes open, bro. Maybe just an hour or something.”

“Fine. I’ll wake you up for dinner,” you concede and get up to leave her room.

“Wait! Where are you going?”

“What? I’m just letting you sleep.”

“Can’t you stay with me?”

What was it about those words? What was it about her eyes in that moment? Like she would cry if you walked out that door. But you quickly dismiss it, assuming it was just your brain projecting, your heart finding excuses.

“I mean, yeah, of course. Just thought you’d want some space.”

“Huh? After not seeing you for so long?”

You simply smile in response and lie down next to her. You stare at the ceiling while she closes her eyes and quickly falls asleep. You’d been here before. It was all too familiar. Her breathing slows while yours becomes shallow, like water was pressing against your chest. And you just lie like that, barely staying afloat on the surface of the ocean of your yearning.

-

Before you know it, evening had come. Your attempts to wake her were met with nothing but faint noises and limp movements.

“Min? Minji. You need to get up, bro. You slept for so long already.”

“Mmm.”

“Should I order something for dinner?”

“I’m not hungry,” she mumbles into her pillow before opening her eyes and staring at you. After a pause she asks, “Can I hug you?”

The question was sudden. Disturbing. The answer would have always been ‘yes’ but something about the intimacy of the situation you found yourself in stopped you from answering immediately.

“Why are you asking?”

“Nothing,” is all she says before wrapping her arms around you. Of course, that in itself was nothing new. But she’d never done this before. Not here. This was her bed. And she was practically cuddling you. It was everything you’d been dreaming about. What you’d been wanting for so long. But experiencing it now, in the flesh, felt like a waking nightmare. The memories flash one by one in your mind. Everything else she’d done. Everything she said. Everything that made you believe she loved you in the same way. None of it made sense. Because you knew she didn’t. And after so long you finally felt it. Cracking. Shattering. Bursting at the seams. The final straw. The moment you’d been dreading. You had reached your breaking point.

“Minji?”

Her eyes awaken with concern as the weight of your tone falls on her ears.

“Yeah?” she asks timidly.

“Why are you doing this? Why do you always do this?”

“Do what?” She sits up, clearly uneasy with the way your voice was hardening.

“Why do you pretend you love me?”

“What do you mean? I’m not pretending. What are you talking about?”

“You don’t get it, do you?”

“Mia… you’re scaring me…” she ekes out.

You stand up and turn away from her, taking breaths as deep as your lungs would allow.

“I love you, Minji… I’m in love with you.”

Years of heartache converge onto that singular moment. Your confession. And there's nothing but silence from her corner of the room. Through gritted teeth you continue.

“So when you practically act like my girlfriend sometimes and I have to go to sleep at night knowing you’re not… it really fucking hurts!”

You slam your fist against the door before falling to the ground. Your tears follow suit.

“Did you really not know?”

“I…”

You blow air past your nose. A pitiful attempt at laughter.

“I guess I did a good job hiding it, then.”

“Mia, I... I know. I knew. I mean, I wasn’t sure but…”

You turn back to meet her eyes and in them you watched the reality you thought you knew crumble. Denial sets in as quickly as anger does.

“You knew?” Your words dripping with feelings of betrayal.

She nods, bringing her hands up to cover her face as tears start to pool in her eyes as well.

“You knew and still…” You listen like an unwelcome eavesdropper as your voice starts to shout of its own accord. “Well, do you know how it made me feel? Do you know that, Minji? You’ve treated me like more than your best friend so many times I can’t even begin to count! Holding hands, all the times you would basically flirt with me and not to mention our fucking rings! You knew I loved you and you just played along? Like you really felt the same way? What the fuck?”

You found yourself unable to feel sorry as she started to sob.

“Minji, I’ve been crying myself to sleep every night because of you! And now you’re telling me you knew this whole time? You knew you were playing with my feelings? Why?”

“Mia, please…”

“Please what?”

She struggles through uncontrollable gasps for air.

“I love you...”

“Oh, wow, you’re just gonna keep going, huh? Stop pretending already!”

Then it was her turn to raise her voice.

“I’m not fucking pretending!”

You were taken aback. It wasn’t like her to swear.

“I love you, Mia! I wasn’t pretending. I never was.”

You refuse to accept that fact. You couldn’t accept that you’d been living a lie for this long.

“Bullshit. Why didn’t you say anything, then?”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

That was something you couldn’t answer. So she did for you.

“Cuz you were scared right? Well, so was I. I did all of those things because I wanted you just as much. I wanted you to be mine. I wanted to be your girlfriend. So I just pretended to be. But I never pretended that I didn’t love you in that way. I just never told you.”

“You don’t mean that. There’s no way…”

“I do mean it.”

Your eyes fall to the ground in disbelief. It was excruciating to keep looking at her.

“You could’ve just told me.” Your voice dies down.

“And you could have, too.”

“But the difference is you knew how I felt.”

Your eyes wander to the window.

“And you still played with my heart…” It comes out as a whisper. “If you really loved me you would’ve told me. If you really knew how I felt you would’ve just…”

“I wasn’t sure, Mia!”

“You’re lying.”

“And I was scared, ok? You know I’m about to debut. I can’t get into a relationship. But I love you and I just wanted to know how it felt…”

“So you used me?”

“Don’t say that! That’s not fair!”

You get up, take off the ring on your finger and throw it on the bed in front of her.

“Give this to your real girlfriend next time.”

“Mia, please don’t leave…” she says through more sobs, her voice weaker than ever. “I’m sorry…”

“I’m sorry, too. I should’ve just kept it to myself.”

And just like that you were out the door, running home, pulling the weight of the hole in your heart along with you. You didn’t know what you were doing. Were you throwing everything away? Was leaving a mistake? All you were sure of was that, for the first time in your life, you needed to be anywhere but with her.

Still, as you crawl into bed and see her pictures on your walls, you knew that no matter how far you ran, no matter where you went or what you did, no matter how broken your heart was, as long as it was beating, it would beat for her.

There’s nothing you could do or say. I can’t escape the way I love you. I don’t want to, but I love you.

-

A knock on your door.

“Hey, sweetie. Still feeling down?”

It was your mom.

“Yeah,” you mutter quietly from your bed, clutching a pillow, the melody of Attention still stuck in your head.

“You wanna talk about it?”

What would you tell her? That your best friend was now just a memory? That you missed her so much you felt like dying? That even if she were here it would never be the same? That you lost everything? No. You couldn’t tell her any of it.

“Not right now.”

She moved towards your desk, an envelope in hand.

“How’s Minji been?” she asks, oblivious. “Haven’t seen you two hang out in a while. She always made you feel better. Maybe you should…”

“Not right now,” you quickly cut her off.

But she presses on.

“Heard from her mom that she finally got her driver’s license. You two could drive somewhere.”

Wherever that somewhere is, she’ll be driving us without me.

Reading your silence, she places the envelope on the desk and lets her eyes linger on it for a moment.

“Well, I think this is from her.”

You sit up immediately, a cocktail of surprise and pain brewing somewhere in your chest. She sees a hint of it in your eyes and walks back over to the bed to hug you.

“Whatever it is, Mia, it’ll pass. Just give yourself time.”

You nod, face sullen.

“Come down for dinner whenever you want, ok?”

You nod again.

As the door closes behind her, you rush to grab the letter, knowing full well that whatever was written inside would not be good for you. You needed to let go but all you’d ever known was how to hold on. So you hold on to the paper with that same desperate grip as you let Minji's voice break the silence.

[wizardfrog69]

'•.¸♡tulip tree♡¸.•'

Kunikida x reader

Angst-ish/comfort-ish/fluff-ish

Warning! Abuse, threats, physical abuse (hitting someone)

Masterlist

Enjoy!

Fifty-six days had passed since you first joined the armed detective agency, and for fifty-six days, you had been in love with Kunikida. In any normal circumstance, you would confess your love, but unfortunately, you already found yourself in love with someone else. Kunikida knew of your partner. That is why he never even dared to think about you romanticly. Well, at least the tried not to think of you in such ways. It was hard, but he tried nonetheless.

Your friendship grew over time, you would constantly confide in each other, talking about your day, going out for drinks, you would even go as far as telling Kunikida about your partner and how they treated you. Your relationship with your partner was private, and you did not want to talk to anyone about it, fearing of the judgment of others and what your partner would do if they found out.

Kunikida was in his study, writing in his notebook about his day when he heard a knock on the front door. It was raining outside, so Kunikida tried hurrying to the door. When the door opened, the loud sound of rain hitting the concrete outside the building interrupted Kunikida's thoughts. In front of him, you stood there, cold, scared, tired of everything. 'Come in.' Kunikida spoke, and you walked in. It was not the first time you found yourself in Kunikida's house, but this time, it was different. 'What's the matter?' The sound of the rain quiet down, and the sound of your heart began becoming louder and lounder within your chest.

'Is everything okay?' You felt a hand on your shoulder, and you quickly moved away. You were face to face with Kunikida. The only thing you felt like doing was crying. You leaned yourself on Kunikida and began crying. Understandably, Kunikida was confused. He began to rub your back in order to calm you down. You felt Kunikida slowly moving with you to a place where you two could sit.

Once you calmed down, you started saying what was happening. 'I finally broke up with them, but they didn't like that and threatened me, hit me and everything!' You cried. Your partner always treated you poorly, abusing you any chance theu got, hitting you, screaming at, it was a nightmare, you got tired of it all and managed to break up with them, but it was not easy, they shouted at you, telling you how you are worthless and will never be loved, they kicked and hit you, you could do nothing bit cry and eventually manage to run away.

Sometime had passed, and you stayed sitting there, drenched from the rain and tears, and now Kunikida was as well. Kunikida had listened to your every world, patiently sitting there, waiting until you would calm down. Once you stopped crying, he offered you to change your clothes into something more dry.

You both had changed your clothes into something of Kunikida's, Kunikida's clothes hung loosely around you. A cup of tea was placed in front of you. You were sitting at the table holding a newspaper, reading up on the events that happened during the previous days.

Kunikida always respected you and would never do something you were uncomfortable with, wanting you to feel happy and safe around him, so when you came to him sobbing and crying, Kunikida did not know what to do, especially when you ended up wearing his clothes, wanting to cuddle with him throughout the night to feel better. It was nice, laying there, but this was not what his ideals said, yes they say to help any one in need and told help out his friends, but nowhere does it say that he could sleep with his friends, he wants to help you. At the end of the day helping you is all that matters, isn't it?

༺♡༻ 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 ⋆ 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 ༺♡༻

Sorry, this is one big mess.

I had an idea going in and it got lost on the way ig cuz wtf is that, it's all over the place and makes no sense.

Have a wonderful day/night and sleep well :)

-love, Az

[drawthething]

Welcome to DTT's gallery of useless text posts because I'm in the post-exam mood and bored!Today we shall discuss about:

"Obvious ways to NOT get scammed when opening commissions"

Now if you're a smart and capable human who's already so good at being an adult then you might not need these advices. But if you're kinda gullible and young and eat instant noodles for dinner sometimes like me, this post might be for you!

1. "You're up for commissions? DM me!"

See, these jerks probably follow the #commission tag on insta to find their easy target. You have the comm sheet right there clear as daylight and they STILL ask this thing in your post's comments. And they don't even want to DM you, YOU DM THEM! Absolutely horrible commission etiquette! I think it's best to ignore these comments even if you're not sure about their intentions.

2. Random acc with 2 posts and 200+ followers casually walks up to your DMs and says: "Will you draw my pet for 200$??"

Suuuper basic tactics for scammers to initiate their hustle. They're just soooo basic and soooo boring they can't come up with anything else for you to draw they HAVE to be like "I don't give a damn about what you usually do or what weird fandom hyperfixation pills you're on but here's an easy-to come-up-with art idea!". And a fricking fortune for pets portraits?? Come on.

Yes, check the account too if you smell something fishy. Even if it's profile is an innocent old looking lady who seems really rude at texting for some reasons, it's worth being cautious about.

3. "Aww man something's wrong with your PayPal link, can you send me your email name instead?"

Now of course I'm not saying everyone who wants a pet drawing is a scammer. If you're still unsure or see nothing suspicious about the client, feel free to continue the conversation!

But oh noooo, every damn time they seem to have some fricking issue with your PayPal link! They DEMAND to know your email! Or offer to send the payment in some really vague foreign way. Alrighty, no big deal yet, it's not like they want to know your Roblox password or GG search history right? Let's see what might happen next!

4. Nope, no payment sent, but oooo, new email! So fun, let's check!

BAM! An "official" mail from PayPal. Some weird issue occurred and *inserts bullcrap explanation* now you have to like, send them back 500$ out of nowhere! Wait, what?!

Calm down, don't do anything yet (even if the "client" is so rudely pressuring you cuz you 'own' them cash now) Go through everything as thorough like it's your life crisis and notice that this email has an embarrassing typo! Perhaps... this is not a PayPal mail? Well no crap! You know exactly who sent it you silly goose! Plus these losers do be using ugly ass fonts amirite? Smh.

5. They're so obviously not interested in your art

Some of these bastards are just so vague about what they want for their art, you know? Instead of going on and on about the details, like do they want it coloured or not, what the artstyle is, yada yada bla bla bla, all they're excited about is getting to the payment part! The fun part of the hustle, yayyyy!! Oh and they're oddly rude and distant in the way they talk sometimes. Unacceptable even for scammers! If you want my money at least be nice!

6. So what do you do with these guys?

Block, delete, report and run!! And if you're still mad at them for lying to you, don't forget to tell those mfs to get a life instead of trying to scam someone who already knows how to make terrible financial decisions!! (it's me, I'm someone)

Pls remember though, don't jump to conclusions early yet. Now you don't want to accidentally block an innocent respectful person, do you? Trust your instincts!

Aaaaand that's all I have! Thank you for reading this nonsense, you truly are a delight! Please be safe, be cautious and be a decent human being who don't try to scam people!

Love ♥️

[aching-tummies]

Well if your to stuffed to sleep we might as we'll have some fun with your packed tummy. Squeezing and prodding your belly insisting there must be some air trapped in there that's why you feel so full even as you groan that there's not and jostling your tummy so much is only making it ache worse.

Finally got inspired to write a scenario with this one ^////^ I hope you enjoy! Honestly, not even sure if it's been the same anon for the last 4 asks--but you're a damn good muse.

Honestly, the 3 asks linked below and this one have sent me the last few days and made my entire month. If it is all from the same person it's really testing my stance on IMs/DMs or whatever. Thank you for indulging me and respecting the "Use the askbox" rule of my blog!

"Too Full to Sleep" RP-Starter

1st Ask

2nd Ask

3rd Ask

Scenario under the cut.

"Nnngh. Quit it. Babe--q-quit it." I murmur, whimpers interrupting my sleepy protests as you continue your actions.

I'd been laying on my right side after having spent a few minutes on my left--my shoulder protesting every position. I usually toss and turn at night, switching sides until I eventually fall asleep and wake up to a sore neck or my arm numb from awkward positioning. Sleep hasn't come this night--but not because of the sore neck/arm/shoulder situation.

My belly is visibly distended. Firm to the touch and distressingly stretched around a large glut of food.

You've been messing with it. Patting it, jostling it, smacking it, pressing and prodding into it every chance you get.

I let out a huff. "I keep tellin' you--if there was any air trapped in there at all, it woulda made a noise at any point in the last four hours." I reiterate curtly, more upset at the lack of sleep than at your actions.

"I haven't felt so much as a shift in here--and I know you certainly haven't heard any gurgles." I swat at your offending hands as I turn over and drag my bloated form to sit up against the headboard. I know that you haven't gotten what you've wanted to hear out of my belly. I know what you want and usually, I'd be totally down to be your source of ambient-gurgles. Too bad, it seems that tonight my organs have opted to go on-strike. It sucks for me too 'cuz your incessant probing and prodding has only gotten more forceful the longer my guts refuse to sing for you.

"Give it a rest. All you're doing it making it hurt more." I mutter with a pout, cradling my bloated belly with both palms and running soothing fingers over the achy globe that has taken the place of my stomach. I certainly ain't the trimmest person in a crowd--but I'm content with the fact that I've kept a figure that doesn't 'hang' or 'muffin' or whatever. I'm used to an unobstructed view of my legs while laying down. The current state of my belly obstructs that familiar view.

You shove against my belly forcefully from your spot on my left. I wince as your palm pushes against the unrelenting pressure in my guts, making me see white for a split second. I hear your frustrated snarl when the action isn't met by the usual gurgling.

Damnit. What were those noodles made of? We should check the packaging for the ingredients and wherever it was made. I don't think we'll be buying any more of this particular brand again. Ridiculously filling, sure; undergoes some horrific alchemic transmutation when eaten to become an indigestible mass of matter. It ain't even good for our usual niche interests 'cuz there have been zero grumbles or gurgles in the last four hours. My tummy is clearly distressed and unhappy with what's in it and being done to it--but it's 100% silent--like some mystical being hit 'pause' on the area between my diaphragm and my large intestine, and nowhere else.

You poke forcefully into my navel, frustration clearly coming out in the jabbing force you apply to what's normally the most sensitive part of my belly.

"C'mon! Gotta gimme somethin'!" You snarl--clearly frustrated as you slap at my belly. Replace my belly with a stubborn vending machine that's taken your money without dispensing any sort of item and the internet would tell you 'They're the same picture'.

"Oooh…nnngh…ow." I moan. Moan only. No gasp, no hiss, no pathetically small puff of gastric-smelling air from my lips. I glare at you. "It doesn't matter how much you poke, prod, stab, punch, slap, shake, knead, or pinch--it ain't happenin'."

I shoo you away, trying to soothe my achy belly. Honestly, I wish there was something in there to press out. Four hours and counting of feeling like an over-filled piping bag is getting annoying. My stomach's taken being a tease much, much, much too far. I even tried intentionally swallowing air, but again, ramen must be acting like a plug or something 'cuz none of it settled in my guts and all we accomplished after forcing me to take ridiculously huge breaths and try to push out my belly was just pushing what was a 6/10 on the pain scale up to a 11/10 for a while. The muscles and sinew or whatever else is under my skin in my abdomen were all left aching--like thread being pulled too taut over and over and over again.

Ignoring you never turns out good. Unfortunately, tonight isn't just me giving you the silent treatment 'cuz of some minor argument--my belly has snubbed you too. Knowing you, revenge is gonna be swift. I can only hope. I'm starting to get desperate--feeling so stuffed for so long is exhausting.

[twilightmalachite]

Christmas Live - Line to Line 2

Author: Akira

Characters: Yuuta, Shinobu, Hinata, Tetora

Translation Team: Mika Enstars & 310mc

EN Proofer: ryuseipuka

"Huh, what’s going on? Are we gettin’ robbed? Beat ‘em up, Tetsu-kun! ♪"

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Season: Winter

Location: Downtown

Shinobu: Hweeh!?

Yuuta: W-What is it? Don’t make weird noises out of nowhere, that scared me…!

Shinobu: Ahh, Yuuta-kun… Which means, the one I see across the street must be Hinata-kun, correct?

My soul nearly left my body there, you know~! You were talking to me just a moment ago, and then it was as if you suddenly teleported all the way over there! I-I thought it was ninjutsu for a second…!

Yuuta: Huh? What do you mean by that… Wait, you’re right, that is Aniki over there, across the street!

Hinata: ~……♪

Yuuta: W-What are you doing, Aniki? And what’s with that outfit? Is it Santa-san…? But it’s got horns, so a reindeer…?

God, now I’m angry! He’s doing some nonsense without telling me again!

Shinobu: (I don’t feel as though Yuuta-kun’s any different, though… He was also doing something without telling his brother…)

(But I think he’ll get angry if I say that; I shall keep my mouth zipped here. I’m the kind of kid who can read the room.)

Tetora: ~……♪

Shinobu: (Oh—I see Tetora-kun next to Hinata-kun!)

(Tetora-kun is, on the other hand, simply wearing the academy’s idol uniform~ But it looks a little too cold to wear by itself in this season, does it not…?)

(Uuu, it feels weird to be seen happily hanging out with a friend from class by a friend from my unit…)

(I don’t have a single clue how I’m supposed to act here… Ahh, I’m aware there’s more important things to worry about here, however!)

Yuuta: Aniki…!

Shinobu: Uhyah—!? Yuuta-kun, you’ll get hurt if you run here! Some parts of the road are frozen over with ice! Wait a mome—W-Woah!?

(Ooh… Yuuta-kun’s slipping through the crowd so smoothly! He must have really trained himself, whether in agility or something else…)

(I cannot allow myself to fall behind and lose! Nin-nin…♪)

Tetora: Woah—? Someone’s rushing over toward us, Hinata-kun.

Hinata: Huh, what’s going on? Are we gettin’ robbed? Beat ‘em up, Tetsu-kun! ♪

Tetora: Nah, I can’t beat that guy up… It’s your li’l brother, y’know?

Hinata: Ack, you’re right!

Y-Yuuta-ku~n? What a coincidence, meeting you here, huh? ☆

Yuuta: Don’t “what a coincidence ☆” me, Aniki! What is this? Why didn’t you tell me you’re working with, uhh… that guy from RYUSEITAI?

Are you hoping to leave 2wink for RYUSEITAI, or something?

Well, fine, not like I’ll stop you! I bet you got so sick of me always nagging at you, huh!?

Hinata: No, that’s not… Aren’t you misunderstanding, Yuuta-ku~n?

Yuuta: Then quit doing things that can be misunderstood every single time! If you’re gonna do something, then talk to me about it. We’re the two-in-one 2wink, aren’t we~?!

Hinata: No, umm? You’re wrong, this doesn’t count as cheating! I’m serious!

Tetora: Calm down a li’l, ermm, the Yuuta-kun twi—Yuuta-kun.

You can’t just yell at someone without hearing ‘em out first. You gotta listen to what your big bro has to say too, ‘kay~?

Yuuta: You’re just an outsider, so don’t stick your nose into this! This is a 2wink matter, a family matter!

Shinobu: Huff, huff…! I finally caught up… What’s the situation right now?

Tetora: Ah, Sengoku-kun. ‘Suuup~ It’s not every day we meet around town, huh~♪

Shinobu: O-Owh… It is because I can’t handle crowds… T-Tetora-kun, wh-what’re you doin’... doing here?

Tetora: How come you’re stammering like that?

I bet it’s ‘cuz it’s too cold to talk properly, isn’t it~? Ahaha~ Lemme go getcha some hot coffee. ♪

Shinobu: Ah, no! Leave that aside for now—Yuuta-kun’s strangling Hinata-kun, please stop him! I won’t be able to hold him back on his own with my strength, so…!?

Tetora: Oh, woah—Heeey~ You’re getting in the way of business by causing a ruckus in front of the store, y’know?

Yuuta: Shut it! Aniki, you better have a good explanation!

Hinata: Nggh… W-Well, you see… It’s just a small part-time job! I didn’t have enough cash for the ingredients for the Christmas cake, you see!

And you know~, I’m gonna make somethin’ really gorgeous this year! ☆

Tetora: Huh? But Hinata-kun, didn’t you say something ‘bout 2wink’s unit finan—Mmphh!?

Hinata: D-Don’t say anything! Please, Tetsu-kun!

Yuuta: Now what are you whispering to each other about? Well, whatever, like I care! What’s it matter what you do with the money you earn, Aniki! It’s Aniki’s business, isn’t it~?

And I get to have my own business, too! Let’s go, Shinobu-kun!

Shinobu: Huh? Huh? H-Hold on—... Go where? Awawa—?

Tetora: Hey, hold it right there! Please don’t be so rough with my comrade! He’ll trip and get hurt if you keep pulling him so forcefully!

Shinobu: Owowowow, you’re being rough too, Tetora-kun! Don’t grab my arm so tightly, you’ll leave a bruise—Wait, my arms are going to come off at this rate…!?

Tetora: Ugh~! This is gettin’ so chaotic, I dunno what’s even goin’ on anymore! Everyone, take a deep breath!

Or else I’ll make you zip it with my fists!

It’s almost Christmas, so don’t go doing somethin’ as stupid as getting all tense at this point in the year! If you don’t start bein’ good kids, Santa-san won’t come visit you!

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[queenmoonking]

Yandere kratos x y/n

Y/n is a she/her, also there are episodes to this, blue is you red is him, violence, bad word,

Y/n is a shy female, and is not know for he to speak to people or god's, kratos have all was wish to be her...but never really had the heart to say it, he love the fact you and his son is getting along,

"y/n" *he say in a deep voice* "...be my wife" *he slowly put up his blooded hands hoping you take it*

"w-with what?!" *you take a step back, is processing of what just happened trying to take everything in*

*a sinister smirk crosses his face as he steps closer* "y/n. You heard me perfectly" *his voice filled with menace* "I will do whatever it takes to have you by my side" *he reaches out, grabbing her wrist gently* "Join me in matrimony... and we'll see the world through different eyes"

*you try to push him away, but he'll his to stronger*

*laughs deep in his throat* "You can't fight against your destiny, y/n. We are meant to be together" *he pulls her closer* "And together we shall create a legacy. I'll raise Atreus as my own son... and our family will rule over this world!"

"your at your fuck up mind...will this if you have one" *you say in a sarcasm tone*

*ignores her sarcasm* "I have a plan, y/n. Your father has an influence in politics... it'll serve us well" *he runs his fingers down her cheek* "Be mine and I will make your life a blissful paradise. You shall want for nothing. Nothing!"

*you hit him, and cuz him to bleed*

*raises an eyebrow, surprised* "You dare strike me?" *a look of fury in his eyes* "y/n... this will not end well for you" *he clenches his fist, ready to retaliate but reins himself back* "Fine. Have it your way" *stepping away from her slowly, smirking maliciously as he sheds some blood from the corner of his mouth*

*you look at the door behind him, thanking if you can run out*

*notices her intention and swiftly grabs her arm, pulling her back* "Nowhere to run, y/n. We both know this is destiny... embrace it"

"dick head" *you whispered*

*raises an eyebrow* "Interesting." *smirk deepening* "Let's get you ready for your new life, my future queen" *his grip on her arm tightens as he leads her toward his hidden chamber*

*you try to fight him off*

*effortlessly overpowers her, dragging her down a long dimly lit hallway* "You're making this harder for yourself. Come with me and everything will be perfect"

"you can suck a tree"

*grins* "You're just bitter about losing your freedom. But don't worry, you'll soon adapt to our life together." *as they reach his hidden chamber he shoves her towards an empty chair* "Sit down, y/n."

*she sit down, knowing she doesn't have a choice*

*looking at her thoughtfully* "Tell me, y/n... Do you really dislike me? Is it my past deeds or am I not charming enough?" *his gaze flickers over her features as he waits for an answer*

"one you kill, two you hurt people, you don't carol your wage, I know more if you wish to hear it" *you never really understood why that knowledge was in your mouth, you was just moving your mouth give him a reason to not marry you*

*smirks* "Yes, those deeds were a part of my past. But they don't define me anymore" *a predatory light in his eyes as he looks at her* "And now... I have you. You're mine. And that is all that matters."

"you lie to everyone I ever care for" *you say I'm tear*

*leans closer to her* "You... Care for someone else?" *his voice low and dangerous, threatening her* "Are you trying to hide something from me, y/n~"

"I was all ready in love with a aather man"

*pulls away, anger flickering in his eyes* "And now... He'll pay."

*you daily brace into running for the door to exit*

*grabs her by the arm again, preventing her escape* "y/n, listen to me. This isn't some whimsical crush you had for someone else... They'll never compare to me." *he pulls her close, staring into her eyes fiercely* "I swear on my life... You won't regret choosing me."

*you look down* "I hate you"

*gazes at her tenderly* "That's fine, y/n. Eventually... You'll grow to love me." *he captures her chin in his hand, tilting her face up to look at him* "But first... Let's start with acceptance"

The end, of part one