#they haven't even opened the popcorn bag yet!!!!!!!!!

[unfotp]

love how everyday we get a little extra for the mdzs and tgcf fandom

[eddiemunsons-missingnipple]

can i get a lil sum sum with soft eddie? maybe he’s telling you all about his favorite movie while you watch it? little behind the scenes facts while you lay with your head in his lap 🥹 you can’t help but smile at how excited he gets over the movie, making you happier than ever

Eddie munson x reader

Warnings: none, fluff. Soft!eddie

"C'mon babe, I'm putting in the movie!" Edde yelled from across the room.

You were busy getting the snacks together for your weekly movie night. You had one every day of the week if Eddie didn't work too late. Since today is Thursday. That means it's Lord of the Rings night. Or as Eddie refers to it, Tolkien Thursdays. This week, you and him would be watching Return of the King together.

He's seen these movies probably more than you can count. Yet every time he presses play, he's like a little kid watching it for the first time. Eddie knows every single piece of trivia there is to know right down to the actors' shoe size. He's watched all of their interviews and will quote "when will you wear wigs" at any given opportunity. Eddie thinks that interview is the funniest thing to exist.

"I'm coming!" You yelled back, dumping the bag of popcorn in a large bowl.

You rush to join him on the couch, setting the bowl down on the table next to the sodas you brought in earlier.

"Hurry, hurry." He waved

"Eddie, you haven't even pressed play yet," you smile, shaking your head.

"You can't miss a single second, babe, not one." His said eyes trained to the screen in front of him.

You watch him with amusement as the opening title finally appears. Your eyes locked on him while. You couldn't help but think it was so cute how animated he got at times. As the movie went on, Eddie seemed to calm down a little. You just knew if you put your palm to his chest, you could feel his heart beating a mile a minute.

Smiling softly, you move to lay your head in his lap and watched the ending battle. Eddies favorite part besides Denethor tells Pippin to sing for him. He knows the song by heart, and you do too now. You often hear him humming it in the shower after he gets off work.

You felt him jump and gasp as is he doesn't know what's about to happen.

"You paying attention, baby?" His voice sounding panicked. He moves a hand to gently stroke down your face before placing it on the curve of your hip.

You chuckled slightly, "Yea, Ed, I'm watching."

This was the part he looked forward to most. The scene where Eowyn defeats the witch king. You felt him shift as he leaned forward. He's trying to contain his excitement since you're lying on him. Normally, he would be jumping out of his seat, screaming at the top of his lungs.

"I am no man." He whispered, yelled to himself. You don't have to touch him to know he has goosebumps all over. Eddie was always at his happiest at these moments. You heard him repeating his favorite lines to himself all throughout the movie.

"Psst! You awake? " Eddie gently shook your shoulder.

"I'm awake."

He leaned back after getting a handful of popcorn. out stretched his legs, getting comfortable himself.

Did you know Frodo falls down 39 times in this?" He snorted with a mouth full of popcorn.

"He sounds a lot like me." You laugh as he continued telling you little facts here and there. The credits have started rolling, and Eddie still hasn't stopped educating you on his favorite trilogy. You soaked it all in every little detail he told you about. He even taught you how to say "I love you" in Elvish.

"So that's what you've been saying to me this whole time?"

"Yep." Eddie grinned from ear to ear.

You could listen to him ramble on forever. His face lighting up at the mention of Lord of the Rings is enough to keep you asking him about it. His smile was infectious. You never want it to go away. The way you both relaxed into one another during these moments was very special to you both. There was instant peace it felt like all of your worries just melted away.

"Eddie?" You call out to him.

"Yeah?"

"Can you read to me tonight? " Your eyes grow heavy as you turn to look up at him.

"Of course, baby. Ready for bed?" Eddie smiled down at you.

You nod. "Mmhmm."

"Kay, let's get you to bed then." He let out a loud yawn and popped the knuckles on his hands.

Eddie spent the next hour and a half reading The Hobbit to you. Trying your damn best to stay up longer. He was an amazing, great storyteller. He liked to make up little voices for each character as he read out loud to you. Eventually, sleep won and took over you and him.

Eddie fell asleep a little after you with the book tucked under his chin. Your head leaning against his shoulder. This became another part of your routine together. Movie nights and then a book before bed. You loved the way he would get so immersed in them both. Now you really understand why the kids loved having him as their DM. He made it fun and exciting. You didn't think you could fall in love with him more than you already were. But you were wrong. You were very wrong.

[inactivewattpadauthor]

👻Fujin x Reader: Halloween Special 2024👻

🎃Happy Halloween! Here's some sweet stuff for y'all!🎃 ~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Wind Lord had been sky running for quite a bit. Looking down, he searches through the area to find the correct neighborhood you resided in.

Everything looks different. It wasn't the first time he came to where all the mortals lived, and everything was just decorated with pumpkins and quite creepy factors.

It's always around this time of year. He wonders why.

Fujin has not seen you in a month, perhaps you can catch him up on this tradition of mortals. All while he does nearly anything with you: Watching a movie, helping you do your chores, cuddling, or if you just wanted to sit down and talk. Anything this man will do for you.

Spotting what's hopefully your house, Fujin flies down to the front door. He presses the doorbell once and waited.

Fujin couldn't help but glance at your lawn. You had carved pumpkins with quite... frightening looks. Also, your bushes had purple twinkling lights.

The front door opened, and there you were. Messy hair and in a robe.

"Fujin!" You smiled widely at the visitor. You step out and go to hug him, which he expects, squeezing you lovingly.

As you pulled back, you two briefly shared a kiss before you let him inside your house.

"I just got finished cleaning around. So we can watch something on TV." You pat his shoulder, walking to the couch with him.

"That would be delightful- what is that?" Fujin stops his steps and point at a prop mini skeleton with an afro wig.

"Oh, that's just Brook. I know you don't get the reference, but the kids will when I put him out there." You moved the skeleton off the couch so you and your boyfriend could sit together.

You used your remote to browse channels. Meanwhile, Fujin remembered what he wanted to ask. "It's the time of year mortals will start decorating their surroundings oddly. With the pumpkins and unsettling displays... Why?"

"Oh, Fujin." You coo. "It's almost Halloween. Every last day of October, at night specifically, kids will dress up as anything and go door to door for candy. But in general, Halloween is horror themed which is why you may see 'unsettling' things around."

"Ah." Fujin nodded once as you explained pretty much everything.

"I stopped trick or treating when I was thirteen since it would've been lame for a teen with no friends going around, asking for candy." You grumbled. "Anyways, want one?" You presented to him your candy bowl.

...

An old horror film was rolling for you two- more so just Fujin because he was the one watching as you were playing with his braid, holding it underneath your nose like you had a mustache.

His hair is fun.

A random question appeared in your mind that made you stop.

𝘏𝘢𝘴 𝘍𝘶𝘫𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘯?

There's a bag you haven't opened yet, maybe you can pour it all into a bowl and have it instead of the classic popcorn.

Fujin didn't even realize you got up, slowly clutching onto a pillow and hugging it as the black and white filtered lady was being covered by the silhouette of her possible killer.

The build up music was making the experience much more creepy for him as he squeezed the pillow tighter.

"Hey, Fujin! Wanna try-"

The god let out a gasp and flinched, looking back at you.

"Oh, sorry." You snickered. Your boyfriend is so dweebish sometimes. How is he real?

"It's okay, dear." He calms down slowly, clearing his throat and picks the pillow off the floor. "What was it you wanted to ask?"

"If you wanted some candy corn." You presented him the bowl. Fujin examines the small triangular bits.

He takes a piece of your offering and his face brightens a little before he takes the bowl gently from you.

You sit with him and watch the movie with him, touching his braid again. "Yeah, they're only good the first few times." You giggle.

"I like them." Fujin shrugs. Just wait until you offer some to him next time.

He sets the bowl aside, you take the chance to lay on him. A hand resting on his strong cheek, you turn back to your TV.

"You're going to come back here on the 31st and help me pass out candy to the children, okay?"

"Hm, if that's what you want." The man smiles. ~~~~~~~~~~~~

[a1307s]

Kinks #1

(Conner Kent Smut)

[Art is not mine! Credit to kămenOWL ]

Request By: dogma0325

Keys:

Y/N - Your Name

E/C - Eye Color

Word Count: 3,527

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

Catcalling

Mild name calling/bickering/cursing

Choking

Hair pulling

Lost virginity (Conner)

Bruising

Grinding

Semi-domination

Mentions of degrading

Spanking

Stroking/Riding

Thigh cum shot

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Conner's POV

     The living room is super noisy this afternoon. Wally and Robin decided to invite Roy Harper for what they called a 'boys night' in. Apparently a 'boys night' is all the boys hanging out without any of the girls on the team around. In a counter action to this, Artemis invited Zatanna over to hangout with Y/N, M'gann and herself for a 'girls night'. I have learned that the only difference between a 'boys night' and a 'girls night' is the genders who are hanging out in what room.

     If I'm honest I would much rather be at the girls' night in Y/N's room than in the living room with the boy teammates - and Roy. The boys are loud and only talk about this thing called 'football'. I was interested in some of the conversation when Roy was talking about fixing his motorcycle. I like machines, they're understandable and unchanging; unlike humans.

     A whistle pulls me out of my thoughts, pulling my attention towards the direction it came in. "You're looking hot, Y/N," Roy - who I assume whistled - says with a smirk and a wink.

     My head snaps upward at the sound of Y/N's name. I'm not sure what I feel about her yet. When she's around it's hard to breathe and my stomach feels upset but when she's talking to Wally or Kaldur touches her back I get angry. I explained these emotions to Canary last week when she was here for our training and she told me it sounded like a 'crush'. After some research and an explanation from Robin apparently a 'crush' is when you have romantic love feeling things for a person. From how he explained it, it's supposed to make me feel good, but it just makes me feel confused and angry.

     "Keep your tongue in your mouth, Harper," Y/N says, a small giggle following her words. Y/N leans over Roy's chair, her chin resting on his red hair and her arms folded under her chest. From what I can see she's wearing one of my shirts along with her tight velvet necklace. Last month Y/N explained to me the tight necklaces she wears are called 'chokers'. Her conversation with Roy makes my nervous boil with anger but seeing her wear my shirt makes my stomach warm up.

     "Hurry up and get out of here! It's boys night," Wally whines, throwing a piece of his popcorn at Y/N. "What are you even doing out here?"

     "The girls wanted a snack and I lost the drawing so I got the great joy of seeing you boys pig out in the common room," She says, letting her feet fall back on the floor before walking over to the kitchen.

     "It's only Wally that is pigging out," Says Kaldur with a sweet smile. The smile makes my anger even more unbearable.

     "Suck my dick, Captain," Y/N mocks with a slupy salute.

     "You don't have one," Roy reminds her as if that's something a girl could forget. Maybe Y/N did forget she doesn't have a penis.

     "And yet my cock is bigger than yours," She snaps back at Roy, opening a cabinet and pulling out two bags of chips. "Maybe if you pulled some of your dick out of your personality you could keep a girlfriend," Y/N finishes before walking out of the living room and back down the hallway. Her comments towards Roy make my stomach even warmer, but this time it starts to tighten in a way I haven't felt before.

     "God it would be so fun to sleep with her," Mumbles Roy, getting a chuckle out of Wally.

     "Gosh not very humble, are we?" Wally asks, making himself chuckle even more. "Honestly Y/N is probably super vanilla."

     "Vanilla? As in the ice cream?" I ask, confusion over taking me. How can Y/N be an ice cream flavor?

     The guys laugh at me before Robin grabs my shoulder. "Big Guy, Vanilla is a term used for someone that isn't kinky in bed. Like you!" He explains, giving me more questions instead of answers.

     "Dude I swear Y/N is a hundred percent into choking," Roy says before taking a drink of his pop.

     "We are aware. Her chokers are a dead give away," Kaldur adds on before going back to his book.

     "I know she's into hair pulling," Robin says, catching the attention of Roy.

     "What makes you say that?"

     "I accidentally pulled her hair the other day and instead of saying 'ow' or being pissed off she said 'hey'," The youngest boy explains.

     "I'm still confused," I say as my confusion starts quickly turning into anger.

      "Ask one of the girls to explain it later," Wally says before going back to talk to Roy about Artemis's 'kinks'.

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     A little after ten everyone left the mountain for the night. Well everyone that doesn't live here anyway, which leaves Kaldur, M'gann, Y/N, and me.

     The question from earlier still eats at my brain and after talking to M'gann it's come to my attention that Y/N is my only hope for an explanation. So, here I am, standing outside her door. My stomach is upset again and my lungs feel like the air is being forced out of them. Is my question really important enough to disturb Y/N?

     Before I can make up my mind her door comes swinging open. "You know, your heart beat is really loud right now and is making it hard to sleep," She tells me, but it's hard for me to focus on her words. She's standing in her doorway with nothing but my T-shirt from earlier on. The warm and tight feeling comes back from earlier.

     "What?" I ask, completely forgetting to register her words.

     Y/N sighs and rolls her eyes at me before repeating herself. "I said your heart beat is too loud right outside my door so I can't fall asleep, so what do you want?"

     My mind struggles to make sense of Y/N's words as I look at her. She has to have shorts on or something under my shirt, right? Right?! "Because of your super-senses?" I manage to push out as I focus on the ended hem of my shirt. It rests gently against her thighs. If there's even a gentle breeze it'll move and expose everything. That's very pervy of me to think, isn't it?

     "Good conclusion captain obvious," Y/N says, crossing her arms over her chest, causing her boobs to plump up on top of her arms. I'm definitely a pervert. "What do you want, Sups? I'm tired and want to go to bed."

     "Can I ask you some questions? The boys were talking about some stuff today and I don't really know what they mean," I ask, tugging my eyes away from her chest and nervously scratching the back of my head.

     "Sure," Y/N says, turning around and heading back into her room but keeping the door open for me to follow. "Close the door when you walk in," She says, plopping down on her bed. Y/N lays down on her gray bedding. Her knees are bent up, causing my shirt to pool as high up her thigh as possible without showing anything. Her arm is over her eyes and her hair is fanned out in all directions across her pillows.

     I walk in and softly swing the door closed. The click of the door closing and the view of Y/N causes that pressure in my groin to grow more. "What were the boys talking about?" She asks, not moving her arm from her eyes.

     "Umm..." I mumble, walking over to her bed and folding myself in a seated position at the foot of it. "I think they called them 'kinks'," I finish, willing myself not to reach out and touch Y/N's knees.

     "What?" Y/N's question comes out sharp as she sits up. She folds her legs under her in a criss-cross sitting position. Her underwear pokes out from under my shirt, exposing the red color of it. I quickly snap my eyes away from that area and decide to focus on her E/C eyes. "Do you not know what a kink is? Is that your question?" She asks, reaching her hands out to hold my shoulders. Her eyes are tense as they focus on my face.

     "No I do not," I say, taking a quick glance down at her chest before snapping my eyes to the wall parallel with us. "Roy and Robin said you have a choking and hair pulling kink. That sounds like it would hurt".

     Y/N's cheeks go red at my words and she quickly moves her hands off my shoulders. "They're not wrong," She mumbles, fussing with her hair like she usually does when she's flustered. "I mean, it does like hurt but like... it's a good hurt, I guess? I don't know how to explain it..." Y/N slides off into thought after she tries to explain it to me.

     The thought of wrapping my hand around her throat takes over my thoughts, I want to know how she'll react. I want to know what she means by a 'good hurt'. Before I can stop myself I reach out and gently wrap my hand around her throat. "Wh...What are... what are you doing?" Y/N questions, her cheeks getting redder and her pupils widen some.

     "I wanted to see what you meant by 'good hurt'," I answer, carefully watching how she reacts.

     Y/N wiggles around, moving herself into a kneeling position in front of me. Her hands reach up to mine, filling my head with worry. What if I'm not doing it right? What if I upset Y/N? "You're doing it wrong," She says, moving my fingers to a certain spot on the side of her neck and gently pushing my palm up and off her windpipe. "You're supposed to gently squeeze the veins next to my neck. If you push down on my windpipe you'll break it. For someone like you I strongly suggest being extra careful," She says, looking up into my eyes again when she's done moving my hand into the right spot.

     "Can... Can I squeeze?" I ask, glancing down at my hand before looking back up at her. She nods yes, biting the bottom of her lip. "I want to hear you say yes."

      "Yes," She says, gently leaning into my hand. I gently squeeze, afraid of hurting her, "You can squeeze harder," Y/N says, her voice soft and her eyes half lidded. I obey, squeezing slightly more. "Perfect," She says, her voice coming out husky.

     "Is this a kink?" I ask, my eyes raking down her body. Gently I place my hand on her thigh so my fingers barely touching the hem of my shirt on her body.

     "Mhm," Y/N hums, her eyes completely closed now. "A kink is something someone likes to happen to them in bed. My kinks are choking - obviously. I also like getting spanked, my hair pulled, and being degraded. Sometimes I dabble in being a submissive too," She explains, scooting herself closer to me. "Can I sit in your lap?" She asks quietly, opening her eyes to look at me.

      "Umm... sure," I say, reluctantly letting go of her throat. Y/N gently climbs into my lap, wrapping her legs around my torso and softly resting her arms over my shoulders. Her area feels warm pushing up against my jeans. "Can you teach me how to pull hair?" I ask slowly, waiting to see how she responds.

     "Sure!" Y/N chirps out, her pupils growing even bigger. "So you're going to want to take a good chunk of my hair in your hand. You can take all of it if you want," She explains, and I obey, taking her hair in my hand and making a sort of ponytail out of it. "Next you're going to want to pull it back until I'm looking up at the ceiling. Don't pull super hard though or you'll actually hurt me."

     I listen to Y/N again, using the same amount of strength as I did on her throat. A strange sound comes out of Y/N as her head leans back from me pulling on her hair. "Am I hurting you?" I ask, losing my grip on her.

     "N... no..." She murmurs, blanking her eyes a few times before leaning her head back again. "You're just... turning me on..." She says, focusing on the ceiling. "Can you pull my hair again?"

      I pull her hair back again, focusing on the skin on her neck. It's slightly bruised from where I had my hand before. "What does that mean? 'Turning you on'?" I ask, trying to ignore the hard feeling forming in my pants.

     "Umm... being turned on... it ahh... it's the feeling where you want to have sex. I'm not sure how it is for guys but when us girls get turned on it's... it's like this pressure around our stomach, I guess? When girls get turned on they start,.. Like... leaking? That's not the right word..." She mumbles, rotating her hips to move forward. The feeling sends chilling waves through me. "When girls get turned on we... we form these like... juices? I don't know. Our pussies just get super wet. When guys get turned on though their dicks get a rush of blood and that's how boners are formed."

     "I think I'm forming a boner," I mumble, slowly leaning down to Y/N's neck. Every nerve in me wants to kiss the skin on her neck. It's just so smooth and beautiful that I can't help myself. "Is that wrong?" I am worried that I'm crossing some imaginary line I'm not aware of.

     "No... no it's... it's not," Y/N mumbles, tapping on my arm. In response I let go of her hair. Y/N's head flips up and she looks at me, her eyes burning into mine. "I really want to fuck you right now, Conner." She tells me, making the boner in my pants grow even more.

     "As in like... wanting me to put my... in... in your?" I ask, awkwardly resting my hands on her shoulders.

     "Ya, but we don't have too! We don't have to do anything you don't want!" Y/N yelps, starting to push herself off of me.

     "No! I... I want to... to do the... the sex..." I mumble, pulling her back into my lap. "How's... how's it going to feel?"

     "First, never call it 'doing the sex' again. It's just 'having sex'. Second, Roy explained it as a like warm and tight feeling."

     The mention of Roy makes my anger bubble and before I can stop myself I have my hand back into Y/N's hair and her head snapped back up. "Roy isn't here so I don't know why you need to say his name. Is he here? Are you sitting on his lap? Do you ask him to fuck you?"

     Y/N's woman hood beats under me like her heart has fallen from her chest. "Fuck Conner," She mumbles, rolling her hips aginst mine again. "N... no he's not here right now."

     "I'm sorry," I mumble, finally giving in and letting myself kiss her neck. "How do we...?" I ask, releasing her hair.

     "Don't apologize, I like when guys say stuff like that," Y/N says, crawling off my lap. She positions herself on all fours in front of me with her ass sticking high in the air towards me and her weight leaning on her forearms. "Can you... um... spank me?" She asks, slowly moving her hips so her butt shakes in front of me.

     "Umm... sure... if you explain how to do that," I say, my eyes following her butt as it moves and my penis straining against my pants.

     "Just smack my ass. Just be aware of how much power you're using, I don't want to get badly hurt," Y/N answers back, turning her head to look back at me.

     I roll her words over in my head as I gently rest my hands on her waist. "Just smack it?" I ask, getting a humming yes from the girl exposed in front of me. "Okay," I mumble, settling her hips in place before taking a hand off of her. I draw back my hand before swinging it forward and connecting it with Y/N's behind. A soft mew spills out of her as she hangs her head. "Like that?" I ask, rubbing the redding spot.

     "Ya," Y/N breathes out as her legs start to shake. I take that as a good sign, drawing my hand back a few more times and connecting it back into the same spot. With every smack her noises get louder. By the sixth time Y/N's voice is shaky. "Please Conner," She whines, rubbing her thighs together.

     "Please what?" I ask, rubbing the tender skin. Y/N wasn't lying when she said women leak. Sticky clear liquid coats her thighs. Curiosity gets the better of me, causing me to stick my hand on her thigh and coat my hand in the watery substance.

     "Please fuck me," She whimpers, moving her hips back and rubbing her butt aginst my penis.

     "I don't... I don't know how to do that," I say, rubbing the liquid between my fingers. "Can you show me?"

     "Ya," She says, turning around and pushing me back into a seated position. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Y/N asks, starting to undo my pants.

     "Yes, I'm sure," I answer, watching her movements carefully.

     Y/N wastes no time undoing my pants. Her hand presses against my boxers when she finally manages to undo my bottoms. The touch is small but still manages to shoot sparks through my body. I clench my jaw, holding back noises as she gently pulls out my cock. It stands up on its own but that doesn't stop Y/N from running her hand up and down on it. "I'm going to sit on it," She says, letting go of me and wiggling her way out of her underwear.

     "Isn't that going to hurt?" I ask, focusing on the ceiling to avoid looking at her womanhood.

     "No it won't. There's this... hole? That your dick goes into so like I'm not sitting-sitting on your dick. I'll just be sitting on your lap... with you.. In me..." She explains, glancing to the side before she rests her hand on my face.

     Gently, Y/N pulls my face down so I'm looking at her. She's so close to me that our noses are rubbing. "I'm going to kiss you," She says, rubbing her thumb on my cheek.

     "Okay."

     She takes her time to lean up and close the gap between us. When her lips touch mine they're soft and puffy against my own. The feeling of us kissing is a nice break from the heat and tension in the room. After a minute or two Y/N pulls away from me, dropping her hands from my face to my shoulders. "I'm going to put you in me now," Y/N mumbles, lifting herself and hovering herself over my dick.

     Slowly, Y/N settles herself on my lap. The feeling in her is exactly as she explained. It's nice and warm. Her insides wrap tightly around me which I take as a good thing because Y/N lets out a little gasp. "You're... you're so big," She mumbles, gripping tight on my shoulders.

     "Is that a bad thing?" I ask, settling my hands on her lower back.

     "Fuck no," She whispers into my ear, slowly lifting herself up before plopping back down on me. She goes slow a few more times before picking up her pace. "Fuck," She whines, sliding her hands up to my hair and gripping on to the strands. "You... you should... Um... buck your hips."

     I obey her wish, lifting my hips up as she falls back down. "God damn it!" She yells, tugging on my hair. I repeat the actions a few times, feeling Y/N's insides tighten around me, causing the tension in my groin to grow and making my dick quiver in her. "Y/N?" I ask when the feeling becomes overwhelming. "My... my dick... it feels-"

     "Like it's going to explode?" She asks, kissing the side of my neck. "When that feeling gets really really tense tell me to get off because you can't finish in me," Y/N says, bouncing on my lap some more.

     "You... you should get off... like now," I say, gently pushing her away. Just as Y/N slides off of me a white liquid comes spilling out. Unable to stop myself I let out a low growl and dig my hands into her side.

     Once the tension is all done spilling out I look down at Y/N. She stretched out on the bed with her knees still folded at my thighs. Her chest rises and falls fast as her heart beats faster than usual. Her hair is a mess and her thighs are coated with the juices from the both of us. "That was fun," She says, looking up at me with sparkles in her eyes.

     "Y... ya..." I say back, leaning down and gently brushing a kiss to her lips.

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[mxstellatayte]

Can u do carlos w/ actions 1,5,11? thank u so much ^^

im just gonna do actions 1 and 5 because i'm touch starved (and also sick so energy is LOWWWW at the moment). hope you like it <3

movie nights are a very common occurrence in your relationship with carlos. ever since he found out that your favorite way to spend time with someone you love is by just laying on the couch under a pile of blankets with a bowl of popcorn and a good movie, it's how you've spent almost every saturday night before a race. there's something about being so close to you that, no matter how bad your jet lag is and what time zone your body is in, the two of you are able to fall asleep extremely easily.

"amor?" you hear, followed by the hotel room closing and shoes being kicked off, shoved somewhere out of the way.

"hey, carlos," you smile, closing your laptop and leaning forwards. he kisses you quickly before flopping down onto the bed next to you, face down in the plush duvet. "hard qualy day?"

"yeah. i'm exhausted." you gently rub at his back, and he moans happily.

"you wanna watch a movie?"

"that sounds amazing. i'm gonna shower real quick, so do you wanna choose tonight?"

"sure," you say, pressing another quick kiss to his lips before he walks into the bathroom and shuts the door. after the water starts running, you grab the tv remote and pull the duvet off of the bed, making yourself comfortable on the couch. there aren't many options in terms of movies, but you find one of your favorites: the italian job. once it's ready to play, you throw a bag of microwavable popcorn into the "cancer box," as your mother likes to call it, eagerly awaiting the time where you get a human weighted blanket and can press play on the movie. soon enough, the shower is turned off and the door opens.

"what did you find?" carlos wipes at his hair with a towel, another hanging around his hips, and you have to keep a complete and absolute death grip on your self-control to not commit sins right then and there.

"the italian job. it's one of my favorites. i'm honestly surprised we haven't watched it yet." carlos changes into joggers and a t-shirt, then immediately lays down on top of you, immediately bringing you a sense of calm.

"in that case, let's begin." you smile, grabbing the remote as carlos pulls the duvet over the two of you, and you smile as a familiar intro begins to play. maps and arrows appear on screen, and your left hand comes up to play with carlos' damp hair. he sighs happily, sinking further into you, and not even half an hour later, you've both fallen asleep, the movie long forgotten in favor of resting before the race.

[candlecoveisland]

Episode 2: The Stranger on the Roof

Welcome once again to CandleCove Island. I decided against adding more characters this time because Milo, Horace, and Skin-Taker haven't really met anyone yet, and I wanted to give them time to acclimate to their new environment. But I'm glad I didn't because I have the feeling a particular friendship wouldn't have formed if I did....

FRIENDSHIP

Poppy made friends with Horace.

Percy made friends with Skin-Taker.

Skin-Taker made friends with Horace.

Skin-Taker made friends with Janice.

Percy and Poppy had a minor fight (about what, I don't know), but they worked it out.

Skin-Taker made friends with Poppy, and not only that, but 2 minutes after they met, they became best friends.

Let's see how long this lasts.

FOOD

Janice and Horace had some very specific cravings that day.

I couldn't actually give them those foods because the food store just opened and it only has about 20 items in stock total, so instead I gave Janice popcorn (which she didn't like) and Horace octopus (which he did like).

Speaking of being picky...

CLOTHING

Wh... "jewel dress"??

Buddy. This is THE most expensive clothing item in the game. Who do you think I am? (He didn't even ask nicely, geez!)

I did give him a different dress, but he wasn't quite satisfied with it.

Maybe he wanted to show off to other pirates how much jewels and treasure he has? I don't know.

Janice, Horace, and Skin-Taker also asked for clothes, and I figured I'd give Poppy and Milo something as well so they wouldn't have to keep wearing the default clothes.

EVERYTHING ELSE

Milo asked for an interior, so I got him one.

I don't think it suits him that well (it looks way too clean and stylish), but the interior store didn't have a lot of selection.

Also, I unfortunately can't change Horace's and Skin-Taker's hellish checkerboard interiors because I haven't made that much money in this game yet. Milo's interior alone cost me half my savings.

I gave Skin-Taker this thing called a "rent-a-cat coupon," so now a cat will come visit him sometimes.

I also gave Milo a punching bag so he could have a healthy outlet for his violent tendencies.

Also, I don't have video evidence of this, but please believe me when I say Milo farted LOUDLY, MULTIPLE TIMES while I was scrolling through the apartments. He disgusts me.

I gave Horace and Skin-Taker catchphrases.

Everyone wanted to take baths that day for some reason? And asking me to give them bath sets?

Probably because of Milo's farty ass stinking up the apartment building and making everyone want to wash the smell off themselves...

Janice tried to sell me some octopus.

Milo had a strange experience that day...

...

...Well, that wraps up episode 2! Next episode, I'm throwing Calvery, Dr. Heartfelt, Ms. Laughingstock, Sunny, Hoody Hans, and ManBearPig into the fray! I'll post bonus footage as its own separate post because I think I'm at Tumblr's photo limit. See you next time!

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-----TOP SAKUSA, BOTTOM ATSUMU, CRYING KINK, SLEEPY SEX, FINGERING, PRAISE KINK, BEGGING, WHIMPERING

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"OMI OMI!" Atsumu smiled as he jumped into his boyfriend arms, hugging the life out of him. Sakusa let's out a small smile as glady pick up Atsumu and kissed him on the lips.

It's been a week or so since Atsumu visit his boyfriend and they both had miss each other dearly even if it's only been a week.

"What movie do you think we should watch tonight?" Sakusa asked since last time during their movie night Sakusa was the one who picked a movie.

Atsumu thought for a second before a smile came on his face. "Let's watch the new Mario movie!! I haven't got to watch it yet!"

Sakusa chuckles and kisses Atsumu on his forehead.

"Sure baby." Sakusa placed Atsumu down as he went into the kitchen to pop some popcorn as Atsumu skipped to Sakusa's bedroom.

5 minutes later, Sakusa took the bag of popcorn out of the bag and poured it into a bowl and made this way to the bedroom.

Sakusa opened the door to see Atsumu laying on the bed shirtless with his boxers on.

"Cmon Omi! I found the movie!!" Atsumu said.

Sakusa got in the bed beside Atsumu and put the bowl of popcorn in the middle of them, he knew Atsumu was excited to watch the movie since last time he wasn't able to.

*5 HOURS LATER*

The movie been ended awhile ago, the bowl of popcorn was almost finished, it was night time and Atsumu was cuddling up against his boyfriend.

Sakusa was also asleep but he woke up when he felt something against his knee.

Sakusa looked down to see the fake blonde bulge grinding against his knee while still sleeping. Atsumu unknowingly was making small whimpering which of course turned Sakusa on. Sakusa couldn't help but grab onto his boyfriend's hips and allow him to grind on him letting out small groans.

"Mhmmm..." Sakusa let's out his hands still gripping onto his boyfriend's hips.

Suddenly Atsumu began to wake up, his eyes agitating to the darkness of the room. His eyes widen once he realized what he was doing.

Atsumu immediately tried to pull him away but because how strong Sakusa was it honestly was hopeless.

"It's okay baby, calm down." Sakusa whispered

Atsumu let's out a low moan followed along with a whimper and gave in as he continues grinding against Sakusa's knee, gripping Sakusa biceps.

"That's it, keep going my love. Your doing great~" Sakusa praised and that praise encourage Atsumu.

Sakusa could feel Atsumu legs shaking, his eyes starting to fill up with small tears from embarrassment and pleasure at the same time.

"O-Omi...Omi! I'm close!" Atsumu moans out.

Sakusa smirks "then go ahead a cum princess."

Atsumu let's out another whine before cumming in his boxer, small tears now coming out of his eyes, drool on the side of his mouth.

Sakusa wipes the drool with his finger.

"Your gonna be good for me right tsumu?"

Atsumu nodded as Sakusa flipped the blonde over to his back. Sakusa spread his legs and pulled down him cum stained box and threw them off the bed.

Sakusa began running his hands on Atsumu thighs which were very sensitive, causing Atsumu to let out a whimper.

Sakusa leaned down and began to leave bite marks and hickeys all over his thigh. Atsumu eyes started tearing up once again as he placed one of his hand's in Sakusa hair, rubbing his curls.

Sakusa pulled away from the blonde's thighs.

"Tell me you want this. Tell me you want me."

"I-I want you s-so bad Omi!! Want you to...to fill me up p-please!" Atsumu begged.

Sakusa put 3 of his fingers in front of Atsumu mouth. Without hesitation Atsumu took all three into his mouth and began sucking on them, coating them with saliva.

Sakusa pulled his fingers out and places on finger into his boyfriend's ass.

"Add another one please Omi!" Atsumu whined

Sakusa smirked and glady placed another finger inside of him, scissoring him against his g-spot. Sakusa adds his third finger until Atsumu places a hand on Sakusa's shirt.

"Omi please! I need you now." Atsumu begs.

"Fine." Sakusa pulled his fingers out before getting undressed revealing his 8 inch, till this day, Atsumu doesn't know how all of that could possibly fit into him.

"W-wanna ride you omi" Atsumu whispers loud enough for his boyfriend to hear.

Sakusa sits down before giving Atsumu the signal to sit on his lap. Atsumu sat in Sakusa's lap with his hole hovering over Sakusa's dick.

"Are you sure about this Tsumu? You still look tired baby..." Sakusa questions.

"I-I'll be fine. Now please put it in."

Sakusa grabs onto Atsumu hips as Atsumu begins to lower himself on Sakusa's cock letting out small moans as he does so.

"Keep going baby, your doing great, Cmon." Sakusa breathes out. Atsumu legs started to shake once again so Sakusa decided to help him out.

Sakusa begins to lower Atsumu down into his cock.

"Fuck...fuck! Omi!" Tears begin to spill out of Atsumu eyes "why are you...s-so big?!"

At this point Atsumu felt like he was fading as he was still tired, he was gripping onto Sakusa's shoulder that will most definitely leave a mark.

Atsumu looks down to his stomach to see Sakusa dick print in his stomach.

"You see that Atsumu? That's my masterpiece right there." Sakusa grins tracing Atsumu stomach where is dick was.

"Is...is that it?"

"Baby I'm not even 4 inches into you."

Atsumu eyes widen when he looks down to realize Sakusa wasn't even half way in. "Fuck... please hurry!! I-I wanna feel all of you."

"Of course princess" Sakusa unexpectedly pulls Atsumu down by his hips, basically shoving the rest of his dick into Atsumu hole causing Atsumu to let out a choked moan.

"Do you feel that baby?" Sakusa smirks as he traces his dick print once again through Atsumu lower stomach. Sakusa started moving. Atsumu's hips back-and-forth to give them both some pleasure.

Atsumu moaned as he began riding Sakusa, it's been a couple weeks since they had sex so both Sakusa and Atsumu were craving each other.

"You're doing such a good job. You're doing so good for me, taking me so well. Such a good boy aren't you~?" Sakusa praises as he started licking Atsumu's tears off of his cheek.

"FUCK! Y-yes!! I'm...I-I'm your good boy" Atsumu moans.

"I'm close Tsumu..."

"M-me too~"

Atsumu let's out a choke sob/moan as he came all over his and Sakusa's stomach but Sakusa was still going.

"Omi-"

"Shh baby, just let daddy cum inside of your pretty ass." Sakusa whispers moving Atsumu's hips faster.

Atsumu blushes and moans as he feels Sakusa releasing into his hole. Sakusa lays Atsumu on his back with his dick still inside as Atsumu feels Sakusa starting to thrust inside of him again.

"Aaah! W-wait Omi Kun! I just c-came" Atsumu could barely let out words because of the pleasure Sakusa was giving to him. Atsumu gripped the sheets, wrapping his legs around his boyfriend.

"F-fuck I'm about to cum again Omi!!"

"Then cum."

Just with those two words, Atsumu has came once again and so did Sakusa, filling up Atsumu once again. Sakusa pulled out and picked Atsumu to go take a bath.

WORD COUNT: 1298

[mairablue]

Hello! 😊 I saw you're accepting requests and I was wondering if you could write something with Scorpio and the mc watching a movie of murder mystery genre. I'm not pressuring you of course! 🌷

Also, I saw you wanted tips as well and all I have to say is.... Write whatever your heart tells you to. Writing is an expression. It's love, spirit and everything alike put down into words. Also, just because someone has a different writing style than yours, doesn't make it better than yours. All people have their own style in writing and all are beautiful and meaningful.🙃 And if you think you haven't found your own style yet, just keep writing about anything you want and soon enough you'll be where you want to be. (Also, sometimes we might not like something we're writing, because we're focusing at one piece at a time, but if we push through the doubts and finish it, once we reread it, we see how good it actually is, because we see the meaning of each word and we see it complete.)

SCM - Department of Punishment

Scorpio ♏ - Movie Night

Synopsis: A movie date ( sort of ) with Scorpio.

A/N : Thank you for requesting . I have tried my best, hopefully you like it. 🙂

You were sitting on your bed, writing a diary entry. You had a few assignments to complete, and here you were wasting your time.

You sighed and went to your study table, opened your notebook and started thinking. You definitely needed help and a bit of rest.

" Why am i so tired, all the time ? I need to complete it as soon as possible. But i want to sleep." you sighed, and closed your notebook. " I will write it tomorrow. " you thought.

There was a knock on the window. You opened it and saw Scorpio. He smiled at you. He was wearing casual clothes and had a small bag in his hand.

" How are you ? " he asked. " I am fine. " you said. " You look tired. " he replied . You smiled ruefully and said " Well i could say the same for you, Mr. Scorpio. " you both chuckled at that.

" What's in that bag ? " you asked. " I brought a DVD and you're favorite chocolates 🍫. I thought we could watch a movie tonight. " he said. " DVD ? Where did you get it?" " Karno gave it to me. Well he said the story is good, so I thought we could watch it. If you want to? " he replied bashfully.

You two sat on the couch with a bowl of popcorn and chocolate. The movie had subtitles. The story revolved around a man who was recently transferred to a remote village in the middle of a tropical rain forest. " What language are they speaking? It is beautiful. " Scorpio asked looking mesmerized at the tv screen. " I haven't heard this language before, but it indeed sounds beautiful. " you said.

The movie opened with some children reading story books and one of them goes on to read about a ghost, who is known to kidnap and kill children. The story goes on to show a kid being kidnapped by an eerie figure.

The story goes on the introduce the villagers and tells a bit more about its characters, finally introducing the main character, accompanied by his daughter, who has arrived to investigate further about the mysterious murders and kidnappings.

You were getting a bit scared but Scorpio was looking at the tv screen with undivided attention. Being mesmerized by the countryside landscape of this foreign land. It was indeed beautiful. Even though you have never been to a place like that, but you were nonetheless pleased to have been introduced to such beautiful place.

The story moved forward to some gruesome scenes, showing the muder of a villager. Few minutes later it introduced two new characters, a girl who has returned to her village for summer vacation and a boy who has just returned from London, after living there for the past ten years.

They both met the main character in the forest, when they thought someone was chasing them. They were in a relationship having met a year back in college. Everything seemed normal at first. The boy was from that village and surprisingly he had runaway from home as a 14 year old. Some believe he had been living in London. Here he was, back to his village; his mother couldn't stop crying when she heard he has returned.

Everyone was happy in the family. His father is the headman of the village and that girl, he is with is his father's friend's daughter. Everything seemed perfect. But the main character had his doubts about this boy.

" This is getting interesting. " smiled Scorpio. " I think the main character is judging too quickly " you said, and perhaps you were right. It was too early to link this new guy to the muders, after all, everyone seems to kinda recognize him as the runaway boy from their village, he and that boy had the same name and he even knew a lot of childhood incidents from his life ; some of which were only known by him, his mother and his cousin brother.

The main character was looking through criminal records when a villager approached him. The villager said he knew some important details of the runaway boy 's family and relatives. The villager was no ordinary man ; he was the principal of the village school and provided the main character with some information about this runaway boy.

" This seems too easy." you said, Scorpio nodded in agreement. " But i don't think the principal is a genuinely good person," " What? Why not ? ". " I think he wants to trick the main character into believing something, which is far from the truth. " Scorpio said.

The movie was slowly approaching its climax. With the main character being informed about a girl and her brother being kidnapped. When he reached there; a secluded part of the forest where the girl and her brother were being held captive, on a old almost destroyed castle like structure. There was a big water well beside the structure. The whole arrangement seemed like ritual setup.

There were two men wearing black clothes and mask. The main character got severely injured and woke up tied beside the girl. One of the man was holding her brother on the ground and the other one had a sword in his hand ; ready to behead the boy.

Somehow the girl managed to loosen the rope tied around the main character's hands, freeing him. In the end it was revealed that those two men were the school principal and the runaway boy, and they were cousins. The principal brought his distant cousin from another city to take revenge on the runaway boy's family .

The runaway boy was killed by both of them 10 years ago when he tried to inform the police about them. And were the ones who abducted and killed those missing children and villagers. Their victim's bodies ended up in that water well near the structure, and they spread the rumors of the eerie figures and ghosts by paying the wood cutters and frequent travelers.

The movie ended with the main character rescuing that girl and her brother by killing those men, and telling the respective families the incident. The runaway boy's mother still believed her son will come back one day; as the village headman asked the main character to not inform her( his wife) of their son's death.

" I liked the movie. Did you like it? " Scorpio asked. " Yeah. It wasn't too scary. I feel bad for the mother." you replied.

" Do you want to cuddle ?" You were taken aback. This was Scorpio, after all. He was asking for cuddles. " Scorpio, are you alright? You have been acting strange." you asked " You were stressed and i haven't seen you in days. So i thought we spend some time together and relax. Just the two of us." he said.

He was smiling at you; the most gentle smile he has ever shown anyone. He carried you to your bed and gently placed you on the bed. He sat beside you and stroked your hair until, you fell asleep.

A/N : My friend recently watched a movie and told me the story. This movie i wrote about is loosely based on that. I hope you like this story.

[anonymous1038]

Tri-Perfect-A

@ila-appreciationweek

(little fic to go along with for day 1)

If you told Violet Rendanza that she would be living in an apartment in Westchester, making a living on protecting the Power, and getting ready for a movie night with two kindred spirits five years ago, she would slap you across the face and call you delusional.

Now, she can't believe that it actually happened. That she would be able to simultaneously live a good life while being a protector of a beautiful phenomenon that came from another world.

She loved it. Despite everything that happened, she doesn't regret a moment of the past, because it brought so many memories and friends to her.

"Got the popcorn ready!" Violet calls out from the kitchen, bringing two bowls of popcorn to the coffee table where several other snacks lie, alongside some drinks and glasses.

"Sweet, tell me it's butter popcorn, I love that stuff." Harper smiles, already digging through an open bag of chips.

"It is." Violet nods, turning to the third person sitting on the couch. "Not sure if you can properly chew on the popcorn, so you're gonna have to pace yourself." She gives a glare. "Don't think I forgot last time."

"Violet, I'll be fine." Jasper chuckles, waving his hand dismissively. "It's not like I lost my teeth or anything."

"I know, and one of the reasons I'm telling you this is because I worry over you. And also your friends told me to not let you be a tiger pouncing on a gazelle when snacking."

"...who told you that?"

Violet shrugs. "Dunno. Point is, non ghost or not, no overdoing it."

"I get it, I get it." Jasper rolls his eyes, taking a glass of soda into his hands, relishing in the coolness it brought out. "So what movie we're watching? I know I missed about four years of those so..."

Harper gives Jasper a sympathetic but understanding look. Violet knows he feels the same way, being trapped in that void world and all. "Well there's this new one called Fuss in Hoots: The Last Dish that came out sometime ago. And it's a really good movie. Seriously, Imogen and Tom have been talking nonstop about it since it came out."

"Then I guess that's what we're watching. Haven't seen it myself yet, so it'll be fresh for everyone." Violet grabs the remote and goes over to Webflix and finds the movie they're looking for almost immediately. "Huh, it's at the top...and recommended to me. Cool."

She picks that movie, and the movie night has officially begun.

There was no other sounds other than the sounds of snacks being taken, drinks being drunken and the movie taking place on the screen. Occasionally they speak to one another regarding the movie.

"Those two characters have some serious chemistry, don't you think?" Harper comments, stuffing some popcorn into his mouth.

"You sure? They could just be rivals." Jasper looks at him conspicuously.

"I have a lot of dating experience. 'Course I'm sure."

"Harpy's got a point. They got the hots for each other." Violet smirks.

"Harpy?" Harper looks confused at the nickname.

"Come on, haven't you ever been called by a nickname before?"

"Yeah? But not that."

"Do you like it?" Jasper asks.

Harper smiles. "Hell yeah. Now let's continue watching the movie."

The movie soon ends, and most of the snacks were gone by then. Violet turns the lights on once everything is over and done with and goes back to the boys.

"So do you guys like it?"

"Well I can see why Tom's so talkative about this movie now." Harper smiles.

"I like it...but that scene near the end hit too close to home." Jasper winced, running a hand through his hair.

"Oh...right." Violet looks away awkwardly. "Shit, probably shouldn't have chosen that one."

"No, it's fine." Jasper manages a smile. "I think the fact I reacted like that makes it even better."

"Really? You know you don't have to pretend. Especially around me." Violet ruffles his hair fondly. Harper laughs at the sight, it reminds him of when Elliot was young and had been brought into the family.

"Come on, I'm serious." Jasper swats her hand away, but he doesn't seem annoyed.

"Whatever you say. Now let's get this cleaned up."

•~•

The sounds of cooking were heard from the kitchen, accompanied by low humming as the sun came through the window to bring light into the apartment.

Harper yawns as he walked in, disheveled blonde hair falling on his shoulders.

"Whatcha cooking?" He asks, going to brew some coffee to rid himself of the sleepiness.

"Scrambled eggs and bacon for us, and some cream stew and rice for Jasper, 'cause that he still has problems chewing since the whole ghostified thing." Violet answers, her lavender hair already in its usual style. She seems to be adjusting well to her eyepatch judging from her movements.

"Maybe we could share the scrambled eggs with him? It's not that hard to chew."

"Last time we tried Noah whacked you with the spatula upside the head. Plus he almost choked on them."

"...fair enough." Harper nods, pouring the coffee into a mug and taking a sip. "Chocolate milk for him today?"

"Sure thing." Violet places their breakfast onto separate plates, turning off the stove and pouring the cream stew into a bowl besides a plate of rice.

Footsteps patter against the carpeted floor from the outside. The two of them turns to see another head of lavender hair pop in through the doorway. One hand against the wall to support himself.

"Oh, good morning Jasper." Harper waves as he takes his plate and Jasper's plate to the table in the dining room, offering a grin.

"Morning." Jasper rubs his eyes, stumbling slightly into the dining room and taking a seat, Harper setting the plate and bowl down.

"How'd you sleep?" Violet asks, placing a glass of chocolate milk on the table before going to sit down herself.

"Okay, all things considered." Jasper said. "Only had one nightmare..."

The room's atmosphere changed slightly. Harper and Violet know exactly what he's talking about, both of them still having them even after months.

"Wanna talk about it?" Harper asked, brotherly instincts developing inside.

"No, not yet." Jasper shook his head. "Sorry to be a downer."

"Nothing's wrong with admitting what's wrong." Violet reassures. "If you wanna talk, you can talk. If you don't, then you don't have to. Simple as that."

Jasper smiles gratefully. "Thanks. But let's enjoy breakfast. Wonder if I can taste anything in this. It smells amazing."

Violet and Harper share a laugh and dig into their own breakfast.

This life was exactly what all three of them wanted.

[sjylouvre]

faking it til it’s real (sjy)

genre: fluff

pairing: bsf & bf!jake x afab!reader

wc: 1.9k

having a romantic relationship with someone is not something you want, at least you didn't a few months ago, not after your ex had cheated on you with one of your friends. you haven't got over it, now things are better, but the after-effects are still there. you were very close, you got on wonderfully, and it took a trip by your ex to turn everything upside down. and yet you were dreading it; your ex and your friend kept seeing each other for "group homework" or some nonsense here and there.

you're currently packing your things in your bag, the uni bell has just rung. you head for the exit where your best friend is supposed to be waiting. you look around, but there's no sign of him. you're about to call him but you're pulled aside into a little corner. what the- jaeyun?? jaeyun shh you and puts his hand over your mouth gently. you look at him without understanding the situation. he looks around and pulls his hand away. can you explain to me what's going on? you were supposed to come and get me, that's all, you say, raising your voice a bit. first of all, keep your voice down please, we’ll get caught, and secondly, my ex is just round the corner with some guy, and I don't want her to see me. you frown, why wouldn't he want her to see him? look, she thinks she knows I'm in a relationship, and I'm told she's very jealous that I am, says jaeyun in a whisper. wait wait, what do you mean in a relationship? jaeyun raises his eyebrows at your reflection. of course i'm not but... i need you, i need us to act like a couple... please. besides... he says to you, smiling slightly, you couldn't refuse given that you had this idea of making your ex jealous.. you gasp slightly... does this mean you'll have to get even closer to jaeyun than you already are... that you'll have dates with him... that you'll have to... kiss him? jaeyun, i don't think i can do this... you bow your head at the thought of having to be close to him. jaeyun cups your face between his hands and searches for your eyes, which are nowhere in his field of vision. hey, everything's going to be fine, trust me, it's just for a short while, all right? he tries so hard to reassure you, and you ends up agreeing. you'd like to make your ex jealous, even though you no longer have any feelings towards him, just anger in the end.

jaeyun, during this "fake couple" period, would give you a long hug when he knew his ex was around, or hold your hand firmly. he would kiss your forehead or temple to show even more affection towards you. you, on the other hand, would smile at him with stars in your eyes as you always have, kissing his cheek or putting your head on his neck. you both promised each other one thing, that nothing would separate you, and that you wouldn't cross the line of this fake couple.

one evening, you're both at home, watching a movie on the sofa. you decided to make yourselves some popcorn, drinks and whatever else you wanted to eat. you're in the kitchen, making the popcorn, and jaeyun is taking the drinks out of the fridge. it's pretty quiet between you, with no real reason until jaeyun comes along to break the ice. we've been acting like a couple for a few weeks now, you know? you turn your head towards him, a little shocked by his comment, you didn't expect it to be long enough, and you didn't really realise it. and i don't mind, you know, adds jaeyun, putting the drink down on the counter behind you. you bite the inside of your mouth, not really knowing what to say, unsettled. you say nothing? y/n? you put down a spoon you had in your hand and turn towards him. you notice that jaeyun was quite close to you, his face just a few centimetres from yours. still nothing? damn you've lost your tongue, should i go and look for it you think? you open your eyes at his words. you lightly tap his chest and he grabs your hand, extending his gaze to yours. at first, it was only to make my ex and your ex jealous, but this is different. you look at him puzzled. what are you talking about? what's different? jaeyun answers without even hesitating, which makes you miss a beat. us, this whole fake couple... i don't want it anymore. i've had enough of pretending all along, jaeyun moves closer to you, causing you to step back and hit your back to the counter. you feel the warmth of his breath just inches from your face, please be mine. he gently places one hand on your cheek and the other on your hip. to be completely honest with you, it would be a lie to say that you've never felt anything for jaeyun, he's got all the makings of a perfect boyfriend. his smile when you tell him about your day, his kind attentions to any tiny thing you give importance to, his words of encouragement or even his presence when you're not feeling well, his gentleness, his positivity, then his charisma, his beauty. he begs you with his eyes, looking at every corner of your face, taking care to pass by your lips. it's at that precise moment that jaeyun tightens his grip on your hip, bringing it gently towards him, and places a small kiss on your lips. thousands of butterflies fly over you.

you don't push him away, because deep down you know you've already felt something for him. so you kiss him back, running your hands over the back of his neck and his hair. breathless, you let go and jaeyun rests his forehead against yours and whispers, if you only knew how much i dreamed of this moment, if you only knew how many times i wanted to kiss you. you smile at him and say sincerely, if you want me to be yours, then i want you to be mine, jaeyun. jaeyun steps back a little from you, smiles up to his ears and pulls you into his arms, gently stroking your back. you won't have to hide from each other anymore, because it's all real now.

© yvnempire 2024, do not copy, steal, remake or brand my content as yours.

[aguineapigcouldntdothis]

american: either the sweetest, laziest animals ever who will only stop napping for food or the weirdest creature you've ever met. 95% of the time they are just chilling and being cute and the other 5% of the time they're starting shit over some very miniscule problem. its everything to them though so you'd better listen. you remove the hidey hole at the same time every week to wash it?? they haven't had an issue for this for months but today they're gonna be pissed at you for no good reason. now they're back to napping.

abyssinian: so so sweet and playful they are full of life and joy. they could not care what is happening as long as they're being fed enough (preferably more than enough). will popcorn at random times to show that they have a zest for life. super good with baby guinea pigs because they can keep up with them however adult guinea pigs can find them overwhelming.

peruvian: the clingiest piggies in the world when they're outside of their enclosure. inside of the enclosure they act like they're the boss and they run everything but the second you take them out they need to be cuddled up with you or the other piggies. they will not admit they like anyone else ever. surprisingly extremely calm and chill for grooming as long as they're trained properly which is rare bc even mosy well trained guinea pigs of other breeds get upset when it's time for grooming.

silkie: they're here for whatever is happening. they're more here for it if it involves their favorite treats. the most dramatic beggars ever, they can and will convince you they haven't had dinner 3 times in one night. when all the other pigs are out playing or arguing, silkies can be found napping in the corner and chewing on something they shouldn't chew on. they will wake up so so fast when they hear the bag rustle noise and the fridge open. they actively decided to not give a fuck about what's going on around them

coronet: they are better than you and they know it. they will see a normal guinea pig behavior, think "i could do that but better" and they will do it in the most dramatic way possible. they can tell when you're watching them and they want you to watch them more. not necessarily good herd leaders bc they firmly believe their way is the only right way and they have never heard of the word compromise. most likely to get into the most dramatic yet most short lived arguments with other piggies.

sheba: such pleasant and happy animals most of the time. they're usually good at making other piggies happy and pleasant. they look a little ridiculous and they know it for sure and they also do not care. everything is food to them. of course most pigs will nibble nibble on things that are not food however shebas will not stop and they are convinced that if it fits in their mouth it must be food. they find immense joy in exploring and more joy in going back home bc those 10 minutes of activity were tiring.

skinny: they have major anger issues and drama problems for reasons unknown to literally everyone including them. they will create a scene out of the most mundane events ever and they will huff and puff when they dont get their way. will worm their way into your heart by cuddling up with you and then will proceed to get mad at you for something. you have arms?? how dare you!!! they eat everything like its about to sprout legs and run away from them. its pretty easy to give them medicine as long as you go quickly enough that they never realize its not good.

baldwin: they are way too bald and too tired for this. they want to be curled up somewhere and napping and chewing on some hay and thats basically it. genuinely so good for the oiling and other maintenance that all bald pigs require probably because it feels super good to be moisturized. they love being warm and cozy and they will seek out this feeling no matter what. if they weren't lazy potatoes they'd go across the world just for a comfy nap.

english crested: way too trusting for a prey animal. they have eyes and they do not use them for their intended purpose. guinea pigs don't have the best eyesight yet they can usually see enough to deem what is a threat or not. these pigs do not do that whatsoever. they could meet a person and within 5 minutes that person is their giant hidey hole. its not that they have no fear they just have no clue what to fear. they love food like any other guinea pig yet when you feed them its like they have never seen food before

american crested: they have absolutely no idea whats going on ever and if they did it would overload them. they are in a perpetual state of confusion and hunger and even when other pigs try to help they just don't get it. once in a while they are overwhelmed with the feeling of other emotions, in which case they will quickly express these emotions, and then immediately return to their confused blank stare. they find other pigs to be fascinating as if they have forgotten they are also guinea pigs

not every breed is included because some are very rare and I have no experience with them

im in a guinea pig mood, even more so than usual, so would anyone like my analysis of different guinea pig breeds and their temperaments?? its kinda like how cat colors have their own tempermants associated with them where they arent necessarily bred to act this way they just do.

[crestfallenyh]

22:46PM—.

"can't you two leave it alone already?" the annoyed huff coming from the opposite end of the sofa made you perk up, eyebrows raised in surprise and eyes wide open as your hands held tightly a pair of bigger ones.

yeosang alternatively gazed between you and yunho, who was hugging your form from behind as it was the most comfortable position for both of you to access the snacks on your lap, frowning slightly when your best friend sent you a look of confusion. the slightly younger man sighed and got up, wincing in pain at his sore joints from sitting in the same spot for hours straight. "you know, if you're gonna act as if i didn't even exist despite being you the ones who invited me, the least you could do is get a comfier couch"

"where are you going? the movie night's not over yet," if there was something in the world capable of making you feel oh, so stupid for daring to ask a question, was the type of glaring your friend shoot in your direction. "look, we're not even halfway through! they haven't even found who the culprit is!"

behind you yunho let out a giggle, and even yeosang smiled a bit, knowing how important it was for you to solve the mystery on the tv before the actors in the actual movie. it was often like that. every friday night yunho and you would host a movie night where anyone from your group of friends could tag along and enjoy one of these weirdly interesting movies you found on your netflix homepage. although most of the times it was only you and your best friend, sometimes a few other people would join but they would end up complaining because either you or the tall puppy-like male would accidentally spoil half of the show, or would end up unintentionally making the other person feel like a third wheel with the way you and him would joke around. this was one of these times.

not even twenty minutes into the second movie, yunho had pinched the side of your waist in an attempt to get your attention (and some popcorn, too), but you had gotten back at him with playful fingers and heartfelt laughs. you did felt kind of guilty, because while yeosang was only trying to relax and pay his full attention to the screen, your whispering and giggling ended up irritating him a bit.

"i'm going home, you lovebirds," he shook his head when you made an attempt to speak as he took away the bag of chips you were sharing with yunho before with a sly smile, "it was getting late anyways"

and so you watched him leave, falling into a fit of laughter as soon as the door closed because once again, yunho's fingers found their way to your waist.

"we're so mean," he groaned, "we practically kicked him out"

"we?," you let out a yawn, shifting your body from your original position with your head on his chest so now you were almost facing him, one hand on the side of his head for support, "if you weren't so ticklish we wouldn't be in this situation"

"i am the ticklish one?" yunho smirked and you silently cursed in your head, knowing you had gotten yourself in trouble. you tried to get up in a hurry before his hands made you regret what you just said but it was late, he was faster than you and his long arms around your figure weren't of any help.

in the blink of an eye your sides were being attacked and your tummy and throat hurt from laughing so much. at some point though, you managed to turn around and straddle his legs with your knees in an attempt to immobilize him, making him fall on his back with a loud chuckle. you were struggling because his movements were indeed fast —one moment tickling your ribs and stomach, the other pinching your thighs and arms— and there wasn't enough space in your tiny couch, but you caught his wrists in your hands and before any of you could process it, you had pressed said wrists against the sofa, earning a surprised whimper out of him.

suddenly the living room fell silent, both of you in a staring contest in spite of his flushed cheeks and the short distance between your faces. you were curious. was that what you thought it was? or was he just surprised at your sudden antics? his flustered state was enough of an answer, and something inside of you lit up at the thought of being able to evoke such reactions from him.

you and him had been friends for longer than you could recall, he was an important part in all your deepest, oldest memories, but even then, you had never been in such a compromising situation. it was true that at some point the limits of your friendship had blurred and melted into something neither of you could (or wanted to) explain, but this time it felt different. it felt different because for the first time, even if it was an accident, he wasn't avoiding your gaze. instead his eyes appeared bright and sincere, yet slightly clouded with something else.

you contemplated each and every lingering thought in your head for a moment, and ended up giving in. you leaned over, scanning his face for any sign of discomfort before experimentally sliding your fingers in his and holding his hands on top of his head with force. you hummed as his eyelids dropped and his lips parted slightly, licking your own bottom lip and smirking when his pupils followed the trace of your tongue. the knot on your stomach tightened when he squirmed under you, trying to touch you but not actually intending to scape from your grasp as his strength was considerably higher than yours and he could've just freed himself if he wanted to.

"i didn't know you liked being held like this, pupp"

the nickname made his eyelashes flutter, and his next words came out a little hoarse, a little airy. "it's because you never tried"

you nodded and felt tempted to hide your face in the crook of his neck. the air was electrified, you could feel sparkles sprout there where your skin made contact with his flushed red one, and although you wanted to kiss him so badly, you still wanted to play him around a little more.

your lips finally met his jawline, drinking in the soft mix of whimpering and groaning in a voice that was like dripping, warm honey. you then kissed his cheek, purposefully avoiding his lips and going for the other side as an impatient sound made its way to your ears.

"what is it? do you want me to kiss you?"

yunho nodded and tried to chase your lips when you hovered over him, only to be left waiting once again. a genuine giggle escaped your lips when his hips tried to meet yours, his desperation and neediness for your touch evident in the way he was biting his lip.

"uh-huh. pup, you need to be good if you want me to give you what we both want," your voice was seductive, almost an octave softer. you cocked an eyebrow when he groaned again. "should i just leave you here, then?"

yunho looked at you and you almost gasped. in his eyes that were gentle and sweet ninety nine percent of the time, there was a dangerous gleam, a suddenly dominant sparkle that warned you not to play with fire. before you could mutter one last word, he had freed himself from your weaker restraints and had flipped your positions on the couch. his hips found yours almost immediately, making you moan at the feeling of his bulge against your clothed pelvis.

"say that again?"

the weight of his body over yours was suffocating in such a sweet, poisonous manner, the smell of his cologne almost intoxicating and you wondered how did you ended up like this, trapped between him and the greyish fabric of the sofa. one of his hands sneaked up past your upper body and neck to hold your jaw, his deep brown eyes piercing into your soul before leaning over and finally kissing you with so much passion, you felt you could drown in him. his hips grinded down on yours mid-kiss and you met him with enthusiasm, being rewarded with a growl. his thumb caressed your plump bottom lip, making you forget of all thoughts. nothing else in your mind, only his proximity.

"i don't think we're leaving anytime soon, are we doll?"

[excaliburofficial]

Favorite Snack Foods of the Soul Eater Main Cast

To accompany the one I made like a year ago about drinks

Maka

Tends to like snacks that are kind of staple snack foods but not most people's "favorite" like soft pretzels, popcorn, and assorted nuts. She is in charge of any and all trail mix bowls the group needs for parties and gatherings because she has a good sense of what will taste good together or not. One time she had these lollipops that were supposed to taste like chicken and were even chicken shaped, and she enjoyed them but cant remember where she got them. She has been looking for them ever since and doesn't get why people look at her weird when she says "chicken flavored lolipops". She's not even sure if the chicken lollipop was real or if it was a weird fever dream

Soul

Has the most Teenaged Boy TM taste in snacks ever. He will never say no to mozzarella sticks, pizza rolls, or tater tots. Ever. He is also secretly really into like, granny snacks. Like wafer cookies and those cookies you get in the tins and like saltine crackers or some shit. One time he went through a total hipster snack phase where he only ate cool pastries, artisan chips, and really weird kinds of locally made beef jerky. He went through another phase where he just made a shit ton of crepes

Black*Star

He literally loves all snack foods though and if you put something in front of him and tell him its edible he will try it. He's not too keen on overly sweet snacks and really likes funyuns and like all chips and like obviously slim jims. He makes really bad gay jokes about himself while eating said slim jims. He will also buy a bag of super spicy chips and eat like maybe half the bag before he starts tearing up and goes to grab the milk. He denies this and says he finishes the entire bag. (He does eventually get to a point where he can eat an entire bag through sheer willpower)

One time he found those weird chicken lollipops Maka keeps talking about, couldn't believe it was real, and was ashamed that he liked it. He has yet to tell Maka that they're real

Tsubaki

She is a lot like Black*Star in that she will really try any snack food even if she doesn't think she'll like it because she's really open to the new experience. She's a big fan of frozen treats. Ice cream, frozen custard, ice pops, gelato, you name it. She is a firm believer in waffle cones over cake cones and slightly judges Black*Star when he gets cake cones but doesn't say anything about it. Also loves jello and pudding cups- anything that's cool and refreshing. She really misses Soul's crepe phase though

Death the Kid

Simultaneously has the best taste in snacks and treats and the worst. He comes in to class one day with these super expensive, extremely dark chocolate truffles or something and then the next he has just a shit ton of black licorice. He also finishes Black*Star's half eaten bag of extremely spicy chips like it's nothing and actually really likes them. People are afraid to ask him to share his snacks because it's either going to be some super expensive gourmet shit, leftover spicy chips, or fucking licorice. He does not understand why people are afraid of him for this. He one time referred to hardtack and pemmican as snack foods and he cannot live it down

He is unironically interested in finding and trying these elusive chicken flavored lollipops that Maka keeps talking about

Liz

Waits the entire year for the Girl Scouts to start selling cookies and then buys way too many boxes of like every kind. Her favorite is the caramel delights. She also likes candy bars no matter how basic of a "favorite snack" that is but they haven't failed her yet. She insists that Toblerones are fancy, fine chocolates in spite of being around Kid's actual fancy, fine chocolates and refuses to accept anything else. She's also always chewing gum. She likes classic bubble gum flavor and cool mint.

Patty

Flaming hot cheetos? She loves them. Pop rocks? Absolutely the best. Do y'all remember when they were making that green ketchup in the 2000s? Well Patty somehow still has a bunch of it that somehow hasn't gone bad yet. Airheads? Jawbreakers? Sour patch kids? Pizza rolls? Tater tots? Patty has all of these and more in her pocket right now at this very second. She is the snack queen and she knows it. How does she fit all of those into her pockets? How is this smore she gave me still warm and gooey? We don't know and we don't ask

She is secretly the supplier of the mysterious chicken lollipops

[misslilli]

Felix Felicis

MSR. AU. PG-13ish. | tagging @today-in-fic | read on AO3

Chapter 53 - The Stakeout

[ Felix ]

My plan is working out so perfectly, I honestly can't believe it! I didn't slip up once about Felix and Suzie's secret stakeout, not even when Dad asked me if we had any plans for tonight.

"Uhm, no, maybe we'll watch Frozen II again, you know… in our pajamas and stuff…" My innocent act is so convincing, Dad doesn't suspect a thing.

Hee hee, I'm so clever! I always break out in giggles whenever I imagine the surprise on Dad's face when he sees us at the movie's, even though I haven't decided yet if we're going to stay hidden or reveal ourselves. Guess we'll just see how it goes and wing it.

I make a big show out of searching for my bunny I just can't sleep without and who I find stuffed into a corner underneath my bed ('How did you get in there?') and packing up my things, including the DVD I'm pretending we're going to watch, snickering to myself at my deception skills.

Dad drops me off at Suzie's house well before we're supposed to leave, which gives us enough time to hole up in her room that is refreshingly un-girly, to talk over our plan one final time.

"Remember, no dawdling, we need to get to the movie's early, did you tell your mom that?" Suzie nods enthusiastically, she's a really great partner to have!

"Yup. I've told her about a thousand times, she's getting so annoyed at me whenever I bring it up. Did you confirm that we do have the right movie theater? It would be such a shame if we went to the wrong one!"

"Mh-hm, check! I asked my dad about his plans today, like I don't even care that much about them. It's so funny that I know all about it, like when and with whom he's going but he still keeps it a secret, as if I wasn't smart enough to figure some stuff out on my own!"

"Good, good. Oooh I'm so excited, Felix!"

"Me tooo! I can't wait until it's time to leave!" We jump around on her bed with glee, to burn off some of our nervous energy until we're tuckered out on the bed, still holding our stomachs with laughter.

And then, oh boy I'm so nervous, it's time to leave for the movies. Suzie and I tumble over ourselves to get in the car and her mom gives us a mildly exasperated look from the front seat, asking "Everybody ready?"

Heck yeah, I was born ready, bring it on!

"Would you like to get some popcorn guys?" I can barely hear Suzie's mom's question, too busy scanning the crowd for a familiar with an unfamiliar face.

"Uh huh!," I answer absent-mindedly, my heart jumping when I see someone I think is my dad, but who turns out to only have the same haircut. The suspense is killing me!

"Where are they?" My voice is an urgent whisper only Suzie's supposed to hear but she just shrugs, looking over the crowd herself with eagle eyes.

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[ DS ]

Waiting all dressed up for a night at the movie's, I'm waiting on the stairs to my bedroom, checking my watch every five second's because I'm so anxious, I forget the time the second I look away from the watch. Mulder's late for our date, which is quite unusual for him and I'm this close to freaking myself out into thinking he's going to stand me up tonight.

Which is crazy, he's confirmed it so many times in the last three days, the rational side of my brain states matter-of-factly, while the little part of me that's been stood up and/or ghosted plenty of times in the past is currently anxiously breathing into a paper bag. Scared half to death that this is the other shoe about to drop, no-one could be this perfect. Could they?

Saved from further falling down that particular rabbit hole of self-doubt by the literal doorbell, I'm across the front hall in a relieved dash, opening the door to reveal my very handsome date, grinning sheepishly over a bouquet of daisies.

"Sorry I'm late, you can't imagine how hard it is to get a hold of daisies in January!" He steps into the doorway and into my personal space to slip his free hand to the small of my back to pull me closer, lean down and press a gentle kiss to my smiling lips. "Hi!"

It's simple and sweet, but it doesn't fail to tingle in all the right places and a few wrong ones, for standing in the doorway at least. It takes a few breathless moments to drag back my mind from going down the path of Just drag him upstairs, movie be damned.

"Hi! Thank you, how did you know daisies are my favorite flowers?" The hand has not left it's spot on my back, now it's tracing maddeningly slow circles over the silky material of my dress as his lips turn upwards into a self-satisfied smirk. Maybe he picked up on the tiny flush on my cheeks or the imperceptible hitch of my breath when the thought of how much I'd like to discover how his hand would feel underneath all the silk. Heaven help me, I don't think I'll survive sitting next to him at the movies, smelling so heavenly and looking so delicious in his casual grey shirt and jeans.

"I used my impeccable deducting skills as a profiler, handkerchief and the name you picked out at Starbuck's and all that… so I took a wild guess. You should maybe put these in some water." Even if his arm wasn't wrapped around my waist with no intention of letting go anytime soon, I wouldn't trust my wobbly legs to take me to the kitchen without falling.

Dimly aware that we're cutting it kind of close to get to the movies on time, I can't resist the temptation of running my hands up the soft cotton on his chest and around his neck, toying with the hair on the back of his neck that I know will make his breath hitch.

"You're probably right… " Another hitched breath when I press my nose into his neck, pretending not to breathe in his aftershave too obviously. "But you look too handsome to let go just now." His bashful chuckle and an indiscernible mumble I think is supposed to be "Oh stop, you…" makes me smile into his freshly shaved, smooth neck.

"Guys. If you're going to make out in the doorway all night, can you at least close the door? It's getting cold in here!" The icy glare I shoot over my shoulder at Holly, leaned against the archway into the living room, arms crossed and smirk on her face, doesn't faze her one bit. "Besides, didn't you want to see a movie?"

Regretfully, the hand on my back leaves its spot the second she started to speak and I already miss its warmth, even though I'm sure it'll find its way back to that spot sometime later tonight anyway.

"I'll …uh.. put these in some water."

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[ FM ]

I'm not entirely sure how I'm going to survive sitting next to Scully in that dress for almost two hours without a misdemeanor for public indecency, my heart still so elated from her calling me handsome. I'm glad I kept that embarrassed giggle to myself, guys don't get complimented even half as often as they'd like and most of the time it's in answer to telling a woman she's beautiful, with a 'You don't look so bad yourself.' Which doesn't even feel half as good as a genuine compliment.

In my daze after our close encounter at the door, I somehow manage to remember on our way to the kitchen that I haven't told her how absolutely amazing she looks in her dress yet. A gross oversight I correct immediately, earning myself an embarrassed giggle and the flash of a bright smile from Scully.

Daisies placed in a glass vase and decorating the girls's kitchen table from now on, we're finally off to the movies, just a tad later than planned. The whole car ride, my hand clutching the steering wheel itches to place itself on the exposed skin just above her knee, if I wasn't so sure not to run a red light or two with that kind of distraction.

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[ Felix ]

I stare at the big clock in the foyer of the movie theater in horror, watching the minute hand inch forward bit by bit, growing more antsy with every passing minute. It's already 6:20pm and I'm actually so antsy, I've already stuffed half of my popcorn bag into my mouth and drank a good part of my soda.

"What if they're not coming?" Suzie whispers to me anxiously for the thousandth time tonight, only adding to my own worries.

Then, after almost an eternity, my heart leaps into my throat beating so hard I can actually feel its erratic beating in my neck, I spot Dad's head over the crowd of people waiting for the movie to start. He's wearing the biggest grin I've ever seen on his face, but even when I crane my neck and shift left and right, I can't see who he's talking to. Darn it, why do I have to be so short?

Time stops for me and the racing heartbeat in my throat when the crowd parts just enough for me to see and what I see makes me wish I never came to this stupid movie theater in the first place.

With a painful twisting of my stomach, a thousand times worse than when Simon kicked me in there at recess one time, I discover that the person he's got his arm wrapped around, leaning down to whisper something in her ear that makes her laugh, is no other than Miss Scully. My Miss Scully!

The other people's laughter, the crunch of their popcorn, the rustling of the tickets in their hands, the teenage-boy yelling behind the counter - "Do you want butter on that popcorn?" - are far too loud in my ears as the world as I know it shatters into a million pieces right before my eyes.

No, no, no, this is not happening! This is not my dad, pulling my Miss Scully into a kiss with a hand on her cheek, ruining what I thought would be just a fun story to tell in the future, how I cleverly found out the identity of a stranger.

Frozen to the spot, I stare at them in open-mouthed shock, hands clenched tightly around both popcorn and cup, holding my breath in hope of waking up from this nightmare. I count to ten slowly, expecting to open my eyes any second to find myself back in my room, in the safety of my warm bed, my world in which my dad would never lie to me still intact.

Christmas. Since Christmas, all they did was lie to me, sneaking around behind my back, probably snickering at my attempts to uncover the secret identity of Squirrel, who was under my nose all along, stupid baby Felix was just too blind to see it.

“Felix!” Suzie squeals out next to me, jumping back from the splashes of my soda cup and the few kernels of popcorn I didn't even realize I've let go of. The sound of my name turns Dad’s head sharply, searching the crowd until our eyes lock across the crowded room, shocking me back into action.

Trampling over my scattered, soda soaked popcorn, weaving my way past the laughing people, past Dad who I see out of the corner of my eye is pushing his way through the crowds himself, past the coat-check and out the double doors onto the busy street.

A huge, ugly ball of emotions is burning a hole in my stomach and my chest is painfully tight, the stiff January breeze freezing the hot tears on my cheeks in seconds

I’ve already made up my mind on my way out, the only clear thought I’m able to make in my confusion. I'm running away.

From the two people I thought I could trust, but who've lied to me for weeks, to the only safe place I can think of. Grandma's house. It can't be that far to run to, I think, but I might have to stop and ask a stranger for directions to New Haven. “Hi, I’m Felix and I’m lost, can you help me please?”

Over the sounds of the bustling of a city full of strangers that have no idea why a little boy without a coat is tearing down the sidewalk, I can hear Dad's hot on my heels, calling out my name over and over, yelling for me to please stop.

Ignoring his pleas in a blind panic, I run as fast as my little legs will go, if I can only get across that street, onto the square, I can disappear into the crowd and never go back.

Just when I think I've almost made it, two familiar arms around my waist scoop me up from the sidewalk, effectively stopping all my plans to start a new life with Grandma. No! Let me go! I need to get to Grandma's house!

Kicking and screaming stuck in the worst tantrum of my life, the people passing by glance our way uncomfortably, I claw at his arms to break free from the death grip he keeps around my waist. The will to fight leaves my body with each kick and every scream until I've tired myself out enough for Dad to set me back down onto the sidewalk.

Trembling and freezing cold, I let Dad turn me around to surrender into the only safe space I’ve known my entire life. Sobbing all the hurt, the fear, the betrayal and the confusion into the shoulder of his shirt that smells like our laundry detergent, his familia Dad-smell, safety and home.

His hands stroking my back and my hair are so familiar, I instinctively wrap my arms around him too, clinging to him like a baby Koala bear. "I'm sorry, Felix. I'm so sorry.," he apologizes into my hair over and over again, he sounds so genuinely upset, I slowly, very slowly, start to believe him.

After having my world turned upside down and then turned right side up again in just a few minutes, I'm suddenly so very tired and also really, really cold without my coat to keep me warm.

"I want to go home, Dad." I admit quietly into his shoulder, casting a glance at the group of people standing a little off to the side with anxious faces, the most anxious and guilty of all is Miss Scully, arms wrapped around herself shivering so hard in the cold, I feel really bad for her for a moment. No! I'm the victim here, silly little Felix who's always kept out of the loop of anything important. Did they ever stop to think about me, at all?

“Okay, come on, I’ll take you home baby!” I’m too weak to give my usual protests of being called ‘baby’, hiding my blotchy face from the outside world in his neck as Dad picks me up effortlessly and carries me back inside to retrieve our coats.

The others follow without a word, unsure of what to do with themselves right now. Suzie and her mom excuse themselves shortly after shrugging on their coats, clearly uncomfortable by the sudden turn of events, and head back home.

Still dazed and confused, I let Dad place me onto my car seat and buckle me in, something he hadn't had to do in years, ever since I figured out how to do it all by myself.

I glance over his shoulder to the movie theater entrance to spot Miss Scully still standing there, alone, looking just as sad and lost and small as I feel right now, which gives me a little guilty pang to the stomach. Because deep down, even if I’m mad and sad at the same time for what they did, I hate seeing that look on her face. After all, I’ve made it my mission a long time ago to make her smile as often as possible, with jokes and stories and fun facts - and a good agent never abandons his mission, I know that from Dad!

She turns to leave as well, where to I have no idea, because she clearly came here with Dad and is definitely not dressed warm enough for a walk back to our town. I don't want her to go home by herself all sad and I really don't want her to freeze to death, either!

In a split second, I've made up my mind, swallow around the lump in my throat and tap my dad's arm to get his attention.

"Hey… Dad? We can’t let her walk home by herself! Can you ask her to come, too?" Unnecessarily, I point to who I mean with her, even though I'm pretty sure Dad knows exactly who I mean.

————

[ FM ]

This night started out as a dream come true and somewhere along the way, it derailed into an absolute nightmare. The guilt about Felix finding out about our relationship like this sits like a boulder in the pit of my stomach, his reaction almost broke my heart in two. And now, even in all his inner turmoil, he doesn't want Scully to leave on her own, which makes the guilt even worse.

"Scully, wait!," I call out to her, jogging over to where she stops, a surprised look on her face. This all went so horribly wrong in all ways possible and I have no idea what to say, except to relay Felix's request nestled in-between a tumble of apologetic words.

"I'm so sorry, for all of this, I had no idea Felix was going to be here and I'm sorry you had to see his reaction and the scene we've caused and now he wants you to come home with us too and I completely understand if you don't want to because this is all so much and-" I'm rambling because I'm afraid that the second I stop talking, she'll tell me I must be crazy, she didn't sign up to deal with the emotional outbursts of a seven-year old - I've been on the receiving end of many a 'Thanks, but no thanks, I'd date you if you didn't come with a son in tow'. And then, with a reassuring squeeze of my hand and two simple letters, I'm once again proven wrong in my predictions.

"Okay."

————

[ Felix ]

The car ride back to our house is one of the most uncomfortable ones I've ever had, we're all too lost in our own thoughts, processing. I think I've never heard silence quite this loud.

My mind is going a mile a minute, a million questions popping into my head all at the same time that I'm not quite ready to ask yet. I feel like I've been thrust into the deep end of the pool, without water wings or floaties, my two worlds colliding so hard, it makes my head spin.

Part of me is still stuck on being angry about them lying to me, part of me is awfully scared that everything will change from here on out, but during the silent car-ride, a small voice creeps into my head that innocently asks if I ever thought about this maybe turning out to be a good thing. I need to make a pro and con list, to make up my mind once and for all. Yes, that's what I'll do.

Not tonight, though, tonight all I can do is shuffle droopy-eyed and yawning widely on the short walk into our house and all I can think of is tugging my dad upstairs to brush my teeth and tuck me into my waiting bed.

Half-way up the stairs, I realize with a start that I've forgotten to do something, something very important that makes me turn back around even though I can practically hear my bed calling out my name.

Wrapping my arms tightly around the very special person still standing in our front hall in her coat and heels, who hugs me back after a brief moment of surprise.

"Goodnight, Miss Scully!"

[ask-thedepressedkidatthetable]

"Isn't the whole point of this that you don't get your into more trouble?" Alex's medicine cabinet was always open to him, but he would really rather Aiden didn't see just how extensive it was. As the years had gone on, it lost some of the charm of preparation in favor of obsession. "They always are." Alex rather thought that was the fun of it, but it was different when you were in control. "No, of course not. They're too busy walking around the medical hive-mind for that." Alex made a face, humming and whistling. Nope, probably not going down that road, because holy-shit! That was its own can of worms right there. "I don't know, they could have always been temporary tattoos. That or you could have tapped out like a baby." Alex teased. "See," he said, clicking his tongue. "this is why you gotta tell people. I totally would have snuck in a pizza!"

Alex gasped dramatically, making a big show as he gently pushed Aiden and smacked his face around with his fingers. "Rude! You're saying I suck! So much! After all I've done for you! I trusted you!" Better his ass! "Just because you can't manage perfection doesn't mean you should ruin it for the rest of us!" Some people. Alex hummed, before finally shrugging. "I don't know. It might have been like that at mine, but I didn't really pay attention." Which was a nice way to say that in a lot of ways, he'd been invisible through his high school career. "I don't think that's a bad thing." If he promised, he promised. "My god," Alex said, rolling his eyes. "I haven't even found the movie yet! You have to find it! Then I'll make popcorn!"

"That's not what it sounded like McJudgy McJudgerson." Curiosity was all well and good, but it killed the cat. A lesson Aiden should have taken a grain of caution from. "No. There's no wonderment to be had here." In this day and age? Probably. "What's there to take pictures of? If I do it right, it'll just look like a big misshapen blob of bubble-wrap! Oh, it's definitely the pain. Here." Alex said, grabbing a bottle of painkillers from the table- Actually, that one had expired a couple years ago- this one was fine though. Alex made a mental note to check the expiration dates on his medicines and shove the expired ones into the zip-lock bag he had. "Oooh . . . If you think that's weird, you clearly haven't been around me for that long." Alex actually felt a bit weird saying it like that, but two rolls of bubble-wrap wouldn't have even made the list if Aiden had asked him! "Yes I did! I thought it'd make a good Halloween costume. The Curse Of The Bubble-Wrap Mummy!" It was going to be so dope! "Yeah?" Well, Alex was glad for that. He was glad that something so small as Aiden and his friends making him happy was its own feedback loop. "Yeah? Nice! Yeah, I've seen that. It's pretty neat." Alex paused a moment. "Wouldn't you just say hi? Like, she's cool and all but she's just the same as the rest of us."

“Maybe I should take a few tips off of you then.” Aiden chuckled softly at him before it faded as he continued to listened to Alex. “Yeah they sure do.” He said in almost a whisper,leaning his face against Alex’s hand, a gentle smile appearing on his lips as he felt his thumb against his cheek. “Well they will be a pain that’s for sure. Hey I try my best, they didn’t call me a tough cookie in the hospital, although I think that they might have been busy with other things at that time. Have you seen the amount of tattoos on me? I’m not afraid of needles that’s for sure, it was totally the food, I was praying that somebody would just come in and sneak me something.” 

“I mean could you imagine being perfect all of the time, that would just suck so much! Imperfect is much better if you ask me.” He rolled his eyes and laughed at Alex’s little joke. “Yeah but it seemed like mine they took advantage of each other more than other high schools. I wanted to do that, drop out and get my GED, but when my dad passed away, I promised my mom that I would stay and pass.” He smiled warmly before hitting his uninjured hand on his leg as a way of clapping. “Yes! Make popcorn too!”

“I wouldn’t know either.” He spoke before his eyes went side seeing Alex’s finger in his face. “Hey I am not being judgy, I am being curious, I am allowed to be curious after all aren’t I. I have a feeling a whole lot of pictures are going to be taken of it too, I feel it in my injured body, or that could be the pain.” He replied laughing a little. “That is the strangest gift I think that I have ever heard of somebody getting, did you ever think you would be wrapping somebody up in it?” He asked curiously. “Well I am really glad to hear that you like it, that makes me very happy. I have seen her live, ex dragged me, but she puts on a show. She really does, wouldn’t know what to say to her if I did meet her.” 

[coldmilkcreamery]

lux in tenebris

~ 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 ~

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: jung jaehyun x male reader 🌹🥀

𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 4182

𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻: set in the 1960’s, your relationship with Jaehyun blooms as you navigate a time when homosexuality is unacceptable.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴/𝘀: hinted homophobia (but never shown)

𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗯𝘆 🌙

𝗮/𝗻: because valentines is jaehyun’s birthday !! hbd to my first bias <3 this story is so so fluffy, which is so unusual for me because i’m an angsty writer 🥴 also, i thought of this story while listening to ‘put your head on my shoulder’ !! every time i would write a part, i would listen to it <3 this is the longest story i’ve written, surpassing memories (which is also a jaehyun one btw, i think this unintentionally proves my dedication to him) !! i hope u guys like this because i’ve worked the hardest on this 🥺 happy valentines everyone ! <3

> 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 <

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(some time in the 1960s~)

-

Everybody thought they were friends. The class-skipping, the after-school hangouts, the dinners at Anka’s Diner—everybody thought they were friends. And truly, they were.

But is that really all they were?

-

“So…” Jaehyun asks as they walk down the halls of Neo High, “Anyone approach for Valentine’s yet? I bet you’ve gotten more than three people to ask you out by now.”

Y/N chuckles, lightly shoving Jaehyun as the latter chuckles as well. “Man, stop it. No one asked me out. And who are you to say that? Star athlete, 6 pack abs, Jaehyun of the Neos, I'd say… 6 girls?”

“7, actually.” They both giggle as Jaehyun continues, “But… I shot all of them down.”

They both near Y/N’s locker, Jaehyun leaning on the ones beside as the former opens his and gets some books out. “Why? 7 girls… neat.”

“I have my eyes on someone else.” Jaehyun says, looking up, blushing at the ceiling, glad that Y/N’s locker door is obstructing the latter’s view of his face.

“Lucky girl.” Y/N says, nonchalantly as he closes the door to his locker. “She’ll say yes, don’t worry.”

“Sure hope they do. So… I'm guessing you're still on the make? You know, looking for a date?” Jaehyun says curiously, unknowingly hoping for a certain answer.

“I told you no one asked me out. And honestly, I’m fine with that. It's a Saturday on the 14th—maybe I should just stay home and listen to the radio.”

“Aww. That's fine little man.” Jaehyun says as they begin their trek towards their classes. “Maybe you could go out with me…” His voice softens, not wanting to alert those around them, “If you can't find anyone.”

Y/N chortles, smacking Jaehyun on the shoulder once again, “Kinda gay ain't it?”

“Nothing wrong with it.”

“You think the people around us’ll say the same?”

Jaehyun hums in acknowledgement as he fixes his tie, replying, “Okay then. Well, see ya’ later alligator.”

Y/N smiles as he sends the boy a wink, entering his classroom as the latter walks to his.

-

They both knew it. It was mutual knowledge. But unspoken. It was unspoken knowledge. The sly touches, the flirting—they both knew it.

But neither have made a real move yet.

-

“If you had one thing you could do right now, without being interrupted—without any distractions,” Jaehyun says, lying down on Y/N’s bed, throwing a baseball up in the air as he asks, “what would it be?”

“Hm.” Y/N ponders, pausing the movement of his pencil over the créme sheet of paper, placing it down. “Maybe…” he looks out the window, observing the orange to black ombré, “Moongazing. I just love the moon. The stars too.”

“You always talk about the moon.” Jaehyun stops throwing the white ball knitted with red fabric, catching it on one hand as he sits up. “What’s so bewitching about it anyway?”

“I don’t know.” Y/N continues writing, the graphite marking the pages as it produces the only sound in the room apart from their voices. “It’s… calming. Not to mention, the twinkling stars look pretty too.”

“Twinkle twinkle little star…” Jaehyun sings softly as Y/N chuckles, throwing a pillow at the former.

“If you don’t believe me—”

“I do. I’ll take you for your word.” Jaehyun replies almost instantly. “I always do.”

“Neat. Now flake off. The sun is setting. You live three streets away, and I don't want you walking in the dark alone.” Y/N gets up from his seat at the window, turning to face Jaehyun.

“Walk me home then.” Jaehyun replies, a smirk on his face.

“That would mean I would be the one walking home alone in the dark, you dork.”

“Alright, alright.” Jaehyun replies, getting up from Y/N’s bed to give him a long, warm hug. Their bodies separate as Jaehyun blows Y/N a kiss, walking out the bedroom door, getting a snort in return.

The marmalade sun hides itself on the horizon as Y/N looks out the window, waving to Jaehyun as the latter walks out their front yard, beginning his journey home.

Oh God, was he falling.

-

It was getting increasingly difficult to resist. The sneaky flirts, the clever comebacks—it was getting increasingly difficult to resist.

And maybe he should stop doing so.

-

“Baby~” Jaehyun sneaks up on Y/N, whispering the words as the latter stiffens in surprise before smacking him lightly in the face.

“Dude. You gotta stop saying shit like that.” The boy sitting on his assigned chair replies, looking up at Jaehyun who is now seated on his desk. “Why are you here anyways? Don’t you have class soon?”

“You do.” Jaehyun replies, pointing at Y/N before pointing at himself, “I don’t. My first subject isn’t ‘till 9.”

“Hm.” Y/N mumbles as he looks back down on the sheet of paper with two unanswered math problems waiting to be solved. “Well, I forgot to complete this last night because I was too pre-occupied with English, and there’s five minutes left ‘till my class starts so I really gotta finish this.”

“Maybe you don’t.” Jaehyun replies, a plan already devising itself in his mind. “Do you maybe wanna… go to the park?”

Y/N looks up, a smirk forming on his face as he observes the same smirk on Jaehyun’s. They hold a stare for about five seconds before Y/N shoves the gray sheet of paper into his backpack, not caring if it was getting crumpled. In laughing fits, both boys run out the hall and eventually out the school too. Slowing down from their marathon-like sprint, they don't notice that they have their fingers interlocked. Y/N realizing this, he quickly untangles them as he straightens his uniform, Jaehyun unconsciously bummed out.

“Well,” Y/N says, looking up at Jaehyun who was already staring at him, “lead the way, my good sir.”

Jaehyun bows as he jokes, “Why of course, Milady. I’ll have you back in school by 9, just in time for your second subject.”

Both giggle as they skip to the grassy park, unknowingly spending the whole day out of school.

-

Maybe it was something in the air. Something they inhaled, passing their airways as it made its way to their heart, freeing them from their icy restraints. Maybe it was something in the air—or maybe something in the grass. But it made them both come out of their shells.

What took that damned O₂ so long to enter their lungs?

-

“Oh shit.” Y/N realizes halfway through fawning about a low-graphic, black and white but new cartoon that had just come out. He looks down on his right wrist as he scoffs. “You said you’d get me back in school by 9.” He says, annoyed, looking up at Jaehyun, “It’s 9:05”.

Jaehyun chuckles innocently, planting his palm on the back of your shoulder. “Well… if people see us here in the park when we’re supposed to be in class… we’ll get detention for skipping.” He says, matter-of-factly.

“Yeah, totally didn't know that, Jae.” Y/N says, facetiously.

“Well… we could go to the movies? Or the fair…” Jaehyun brings his lips closer to Y/N ears as he whispers convincingly, “Or both.”

The flustered pulls away, hands pushing Jaehyun towards the opposite direction. “Fine. But I didn't bring my wallet today.”

“What do you want me to do about that?” Jaehyun replies, a look of sarcasm cascading his face. Y/N rolls his eyes before staring straight into Jaehyun’s, cracking his knuckles. Before he could get a word out, Jaehyun already surrenders. “Okay, okay! Calm down dude.” He chuckles. “But on one condition.”

“I’m listening.” Y/N replies, crossing his legs.

“Be my Valentine. For tomorrow.”

“W-”

“Dude, you don't have a valentine, I don't have a valentine—”

“Because you turned them all down!”

“Okay fair enough.” Jaehyun admits, “But it's not like I can ask them out again, it would be too humiliating for big ole’ Jae, wouldn't it?” He pouts, sticking his bottom lip out as he stares into Y/N’s eyes.

Y/N contemplates, sighing after a minute as he replies, “Fine.”

Jaehyun jumps in glee as he cheers, acting like a kid whose parents agreed to buy them ice cream.

“Just take me to the movies already.” Y/N sighs yet again, scratching his head as the taller calms down, bowing facetiously.

“Of course, Milady.”

“Shut up.”

“Okay.”

-

The popcorn was exceptional. Splendid indeed. The pop of flavor just made everything fall into place. The popcorn was exceptional—maybe that’s why Jaehyun held the bag so cautiously.

And soon enough, that won’t be the only thing he’ll be holding—and eating, too.

-

“Mmmh.” Jaehyun moans as he sips his pop, taking a handful of popcorn right after.

“Dude, stop! We haven't even gotten in the theater yet and you're already devouring everything.” Y/N whines, upset. “By the time the movie starts, we’ll have nothing!”

“Chill,” Jaehyun replies, taking one last sip from his straw before he smiles at Y/N, “we can just buy another one.”

“You’re just wasting money.” Y/N groans, not wanting Jaehyun to spend any more.

“Okay, okay.” He replies, sealing his popcorn as they wait to be let in the theater.

-

Was it the popcorn in the theater? Something that gave Jaehyun the courage. Because Jaehyun had not been this bold 6 months ago. Was it the popcorn in the theater—or was it the soda pop?

It didn't matter. What he was going to do with his newly-found virtue did.

-

In the darkness, the mono-colored movie played as the bag of popcorn was set in between the boys.

“Remind me why we decided to watch a romance movie again?” Y/N brings his lips closer to Jaehyun’s ears as he whispers, not wanting to disturb the rest.

“People say it’s a good movie.”

“They both die.”

Jaehyun peels his eyes away from the screen to stare at Y/N, a look of disbelief washing over his face. “You just spoiled the movie for me.”

“Everybody knows the story of Romeo and Juliet.” Y/N replies, rolling his eyes.

“Well, I don’t.” Jaehyun whispers, looking back at the projected movie, correcting himself, “Didn’t. I guess I do now.”

“I still can’t believe you didn’t know though.” Y/N remarks, grabbing popcorn from their shared bucket, staring at the movie playing.

“Now I do, and…” Jaehyun looks at Y/N once again, his cheeks burning as he braves and says, “I guess it’s a good thing we’ll both be Romeos tomorrow.”

Y/N lightly chuckles, trying to ignore what Jaehyun had just said, keeping his eyes glued to the movie.

Unsatisfied with Y/N’s reaction, Jaehyun slips his fingers past the bucket of popcorn and onto Y/N’s, resting on the armrest. With the sudden weight and warmth on his hand, Y/N tenses—but doesn’t look at Jaehyun. Rather, he watches the movie intently, silently hoping he doesn’t give in.

Jaehyun leans closer to Y/N, lips right next to his ears as he whispers, “I’m cold.”

And he gives in.

Their fingers interlock in the dark of the theater, the sounds of dialogue from the movie filling the enclosed space up. No one can see them—it’ll be alright.

-

Jaehyun always found rings cute. A cheese ring, a metal ring, the ring around Saturn. Jaehyun always found rings cute,

But his greatest wish was to put a diamond one around Y/N’s finger.

-

“This is a scam.” Y/N retorts, hands crossed. He stares at Jaehyun as they stand in line for a hoop game on the board walk’s carnival, a few minutes after their exit from the theater.

“There’s no harm in trying.” Jaehyun replies, his eyes on the prize—a teddy bear the size of a toddler.

“That’s like saying ‘There’s no harm in getting scammed’, Jae.”

“Well,” Jaehyun cheekily replies, smirking as he blurts, “there’s no harm in getting scammed for you.”

Y/N looks at Jaehyun in disbelief as the flirt grabs 3 round hoops, preparing to land them on the moving bottles. Much like Y/N’s prediction, the first hoop falls too early and too far from the bottles, the second slides off after nearing and the third one flies too far and hits the stall owner. Jaehyun cringes as the owner painfully smirks, the feeling of victory of scamming another customer engulfing the latter’s mind, accompanied by the feeling of pain from the metal object recently hurled at his stomach.

“At least we have consolation candy?” Jaehyun’s face agonizes, embarrassment taking over.

“At least we have consolation candy.” Y/N repeats, grabbing a handful as he smiles at the owner and makes a 180°, leaving the booth. Jaehyun follows behind, hands in his pocket as he looks around the fair.

“Oooh,” Jaehyun interests, “What about that one?” He says, pointing at the game with a man in his 20’s trapped inside a container with water below, fate depending on his partner’s aim at the target.

“How about no?” Y/N replies, chuckling shortly after, “If you like water so much…

how do you feel about the beach?”

-

Tonight was the night. It wasn’t the 14th—it was the day before. But Jaehyun was more than confident enough to make a move. Tonight was the night—and nothing could go wrong.

Or so he hopes.

-

The tangerine sun meets the navy water once again, its center resting at the edge of the coast. Both boys walk down the beach, hands in pockets as they keep their feelings in.

“Pretty isn’t it?” Jaehyun perks up as he stares at Y/N breaking the silence. “The sun setting.” Jaehyun nods as Y/N continues. “It’s a shame that it’s disappearing soon. Give it a few minutes more and there won’t be a trace of orange on the sky.”

“It’s just how it is.” Jaehyun replies.

“Exactly.” Y/N gleams, the wind blowing on his shirt. “As much as I love seeing the sun, and as much as I hate seeing it go, I see it as a good thing too.”

“What do you mean?” Jaehyun replies, sparkles in his eyes as he stares at Y/N, only the calm waters and the sun’s secant behind him.

“I see it as, ‘if you love something, you have to let something else go’, or something of the sort.” Y/N chuckles, his hands still in his pockets, “I love the sun so much, but if it means seeing the night sky again, I’d give it up every single day, every single time, every single chance I get.”

“You must love the moon and stars so much, huh.” Jaehyun awes as his skin glows under the dying sun’s radiating tint.

Y/N nods as both boys settle down on a spot by the ocean, watching the sun submerge, darker and bluer hues taking over the early evening sky. They sit there for a few minutes, staring at the ocean waves, thinking about their current situation. As they contemplate, the sky has completely changed, from warm hues into cooler and darker ones, the moon showing itself first.

“There you go.” Jaehyun chuckles, laying his back on the sand as he points up, “Your favorite.”

Y/N follows the direction Jaehyun’s finger is pointing at as he looks up at the indigo atmosphere, a faint, glowing crescent standing out. He beams as he appreciates the moon’s presence, basking in it. “Thank you for today, Jae.”

“You’re welcome. Don’t forget about tomorrow okay?”

Y/N nods as he gets up, dusting his shorts off from the sand. The other gets up as well, doing the same as Y/N watches.

Just as the latter is about to leave, Jaehyun speaks up. “Wait!” Y/N faces him once again, a sparkle on his eyes as he wonders why he was called back. “I— I have something to say.” Jaehyun shivers, clenching his fists as he breathes in and out, preparing himself for his own confession. “For the longest time I’ve— I’ve looked up to you and I just wanna say,” Y/N raises his eyebrows, the sound of waves crashing onto the beach filling his ears, “I like you.”

‘I like you’. The words ring in Y/N ears, the syllables painting his eardrums with love. It seems great at first but then he remembers—the predjudice, the shame, the disgrace, the dishonor—and doubles back. “Y-you can’t.”

“Yes, I can.” Jaehyun says as he inches closer to Y/N, his hand grazing the latter’s cheek as he pulls closer. Their lips touch under the moonlight, the stars and benthics as their witness. The taste of strawberry fills Y/N’s taste buds, the savory flavor of intimacy filling his mouth. With the doting feeling of passion engulfing Y/N’s body, he kisses back. They move in sync for a few seconds until Jaehyun pulls away, the feeling of endearment filling his mind as he registers that he had just kissed Y/N—the one he's been pining for for the past few years. Of course, that feeling isn't long-lasting as he notices Y/N take a step back, fear in the latter’s eyes.

“What’s wrong?” Jaehyun questions, his words coming out as a mere whisper. Y/N doesn't reply as he takes more steps back, mortified. Jaehyun reaches his hand out—and that’s all it takes to send Y/N running.

He sprints the opposite direction, ignoring Jaehyun’s shouts behind him. Adrenaline rushes through his veins as his shoes hit the sand continuously, fear and disappointment fueling his run.

Jaehyun is left alone, under the moonlit beach, and instead of hearing his beloved’s voice, only the sound of waves fill his ears, sending him into full regret.

-

Was it like water? Sometimes everything would be blithe—calm, tranquil water, their insouciant selves enjoying the world. But sometimes it would be erratic too—the unpredictable waves engulfing them and their relationship. Was it like water—their love for one another?

Jaehyun just hopes it wouldn’t dry up.

-

“Thought I’d find you up here.” Jaehyun mutters as he closes the rooftop door, making a sound as it closes again. It’s been a few hours since the beach incident, the moon already glowing brighter. “Look, I’m sorry for kiss–”

“Don’t be.” Y/N replies, keeping his voice as stern as possible, despite already being on the verge of tears. “It was great, I just,” Y/N pauses, takes in the night sky’s view for the last time before he breaks down, and plants his eyes on Jaehyun, still by the rooftop door. “Don’t you think this is wrong?”

“What is?” Jaehyun replies, already knowing the answer he would receive.

“This.” Y/N replies, whining dejectedly as he gets up from his sitting position, facing Jaehyun. “This is. We’re both guys, we shouldn't be flirting, let alone kissing!”

“Why does it matter?” Jaehyun questions, stepping forward as he tries his best to keep his tears in.

“It just does Jaehyun!” Y/N yells back, the exact opposite of Jaehyun’s hushed tone, his voice echoing out into the night sky. “It just does.” He repeats, tears pooling on the corner of his eyes.

“If it does, then…” Jaehyun steps back, the feeling of woe engulfing him, “you never liked me the same way I like you.”

“No!” Y/N replies almost immediately, a tear already slipping out, painting his right cheek, “I, I like you Jae, I like you so fucking much. Every single moment we’ve had, every single moment we’ve shared—I relish every bit of it. I can’t stop liking you—I’ll never stop liking you. But,” Y/N pauses, “I’m scared.”

Jaehyun steps closer to Y/N, pulling him into his embrace as the latter cries out onto his shoulder, tears staining his t-shirt, “Don’t be.”

“But I am.” Y/N replies, sniffing as he tightens his grip on Jaehyun’s body. “I’m scared of everything—What if people talk bad about us, behind our backs? What if our parents kick us out? What if we get expelled? What if—”

“Shh.” Jaehyun shushes, his hand rubbing Y/N’s back slowly, the strokes calming the latter down. “Stop thinking about the ‘what ifs’, just focus on me.”

“I’m sorry, I know I overthink a lot.” Y/N mumbles, pulling away from their embrace as he looks Jaehyun in the eyes, the moonlight shining on them. “I’m just… scared of the darkness that awaits, you know?”

“I get you.” Jaehyun replies as he stares at Y/N, melancholic. “And I’ll do whatever it takes, okay? I’ll be your candle, your shining light, anything that’ll get you through the darkness.”

“Thanks.” Y/N chuckles, looking down, noticing the sand still on Jaehyun’s shoes. “But that still doesn’t change what people would think about…” He points to Jaehyun, then at himself, repeatedly, “this.”

Jaehyun hums as he guides Y/N to the ledge of the rooftop, sitting both him and himself down as they stare out onto the deserted school field below. “Remember what you said about the sun, just a few hours ago when we were down at the beach?”

“Yeah, what about it?”

“I’d give it all up. All of it. My status, my family, my friends—all of it…” Jaehyun says, peeling his eyes off the dark field below them and locking them with Y/N’s, passion fueling his words, “if it meant I could be with you. Because as much as I love them, if it means seeing you in my arms, I’d give them all up every single day, every single time, every single chance I get.”

Y/N forces a sob in, trying his best not to break down. “But why?” He replies, feeling tears pool again.

“Because I’m serious with you, dude.” Jaehyun replies as Y/N chuckles, the tears still in his eyes. “I’ve been wanting to tell you all this for a while now.”

Y/N snickers louder, he and his best friend’s intimacy overwhelming him. He takes in Jaehyun’s form, the moon casting its light down on him, and makes a desicion. “Fine.”

“Fine what?”

“Fine, you can be my candle. Fine, you can be my shining light. Fine…” Y/N pauses, trying to find the right words, “Fine, I’ll give this—us—a chance.”

Jaehyun quickly switches moods from his dejected one to a grin from ear to ear, painting over his gloomy look. “Does that mean you’re still my valentine for tomorrow...” Jaehyun pauses, looks at his watch then looks back into Y/N’s eyes, noticing all the sorrow fading, “I mean later?”

“Yes, dude.”

“We have to stop calling each other that now, babe.”

“Ew. Too cheesy don’t you think?”

“Not at all. I think it suits you.”

Both men chuckle as they stare out into the landscape, a completely new bond between them formed.

“Since it’s Valentine’s Day already,” Jaehyun mumbles as he looks toward Y/N’s direction, “do you mind giving me a kiss?” Y/N stops his peaceful gaze on the stars as he locks eyes with Jaehyun, noticing the sparkles in his eyes. “No running away this time though.”

Y/N chuckles before he places his hand on Jaehyun’s cheek, moving closer and closer, feeling their taboo love get stronger and stronger. Their lips touch as he realizes that Jaehyun’s lips taste more like peaches than strawberries. With this thought in mind, he smiles into their kiss, the feeling of fear leaving his body as he feels his best friend’s—now boyfriend’s—lips on his.

Instead of the briny ocean water witnessing their love wither merely 6 hours earlier, it was now the magnificent moon and the stunning stars bearing witness to their young, requited love bloom.

-

Maybe it was the stigma. The thing that kept them apart for so long. Maybe it was the stigma—or maybe they were both just pussies.

Good thing they grew some balls.

-

“I think I get why you like the moon and stars so much.” Jaehyun blurts as the two lay on the beach once again, staring up at the glittered night sky, the valentine air floating out and about.

“And why’s that?” Y/N says as he looks up at Jaehyun, curiosity devouring him.

“It reminds me of a phrase in Latin.” He replies, smiling as the bijou stars twinkled at them, as if they were smiling. “It means light in darkness.” Y/N nods. “The moon, the stars—they paint the plain black sky and turn it into something stunning. I can’t look away from it now. Whenever I look up at night, I’ll always remember you.”

“Good for you.” Y/N chuckles, shifting his gaze from his boyfriend’s cheek and placing it back on the painting-like sky above them, miniature dots glistening on the canvas. “What’s that phrase again? If it sounds pretty, I just might get it tattooed on me.”

“Light in darkness,” Jaehyun stops, smiling back at the specs winking at them, “and in Latin,” Y/N looks up at Jaehyun, only to catch him staring back, stars in his eyes,

“Lux in tenebris.”

End.

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