#they won't give her anything from the break room not packaged anymore

[hafwen]

One of the test results they do have is that my mom's white blood count is very low specifically the ones that fight infections so she now is on a low bacteria risk diet which pretty much means processed or well cooked food less than 48 hrs old

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hotflash

🌙 staring. Haechan x afab!Reader 

🔮 preview. There'd been a time when leaving you alone to deal with your heat as an extreme precaution against unwanted pregnancy had been something the alpha could live with. But in the months he's had you as his mate, your cycles have synched up- and the thought that you're ripe and ready to be fucked - to be fucked by him - well, the wolf inside won't be tamed anymore. And Hyuck doesn't want it to be. 

cw/ tw. dubious consent/cnc, pussy eating fiend, multiple orgasms, temperature play, popsicles, face riding, 69, oral (f/m receiving), deep throating, fingering, overstim, slight dacryphilia, spanking, power play, a/b/o alpha x omega dynamic, possessive hyuck, dirty talk, praise, knotting, protected sex, mentions of breeding kink, 'just the tip', etc... I pet names. his: alpha. hers: needy baby.

👹 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 5.3k

🍭 aus. alpha!hyuck, a/b/o, omega!reader, establish relationship, heat etc...

☀️ mlist + an. sometimes, attacking a bestie with her favorite tropes and her favorite boy is the best idea you can have... sorry Jewel ❤️

“Hyuck-” your strangled voice makes the hairs on the alpha’s arms stand up, his skin prickling with energy. He can tell - even through the phone - that you’re not doing well.

“You’re early,” he concludes- because your heat can never truly stick to a schedule, and Haechan supposes that - out of all the mating bullshit he’s already dealing with - of course this would be the cherry on top. 

“Maybe you shouldn’t-” you begin to tell him the same thing you tell him every month, but Haechan’s not having it. He’s endured too many months already- paced outside your door like a wild animal for too many nights in a row-

“I have to bring you your suppressants,” he insists. The package of pills is in the back with Mark, who makes the bag crinkle when he holds it tighter. “I can’t believe you’re four days early-”

“Hyuck-” you whine his name again, a reaction to the anger tinged in his voice no doubt, and he grips the steering wheel tighter, pressing down on the gas.

“I’m bringing you suppressants,” the alpha states, leaving no room for argument this time. 

Your meek “okay” is the only response he gets, and then the line goes dead.

The car fills with silence, the air thick with energy and tension. 

“Don’t say anything,” Hyuck snaps at the man in his passenger seat.

“Wasn’t going to,” Jaehyun sighs, his voice much too calm for Haechan’s liking.

“I’ll say it,” Mark quips up from the backseat, “slow down, please.”

A growl tears its way out of Haechan’s chest, and he locks eyes with the beta in the backseat through the rearview mirror. “Fuck off, Mark.”

“I just mean- we’re already late to the start of her heat- speeding could end up with us dead, and then your omega is down a mate and her suppressants, which doesn’t help anyone.” 

There’s truth in his words- but Hyuck is done listening to truths and rationals- he pushes the engine even harder just to spite the man who dares speak logic to him.

There’s no logic in this for Hyuck, not anymore.

There’d been a time when leaving you alone to deal with your heat as an extreme precaution against unwanted pregnancy had been something the alpha could live with. But in the months he’s had you as his mate, your cycles have synched up- and the thought that you’re ripe and ready to be fucked- to be fucked by him- well, the wolf inside won’t be tamed anymore.

And Hyuck doesn’t want it to be.

“I still think it’s very responsible that you’re listening to your mate and giving her at least some space during her heat,” Jaehyun notes. “Shows a lot of control.”

“Right, because I’m known for my control,” Haechan rolls his eyes. 

In fact, he’s known for being impulsive. And the breeding kink he’d exhibited on your off-heat cycle had been enough to prompt you to shut your legs to him during your time of the month.

Regardless of any precaution taken by an omega in heat, knot condoms still break, alpha spunk still leads to pregnancy, and despite the best efforts of everyone involved, two of Haechan’s friends have accidentally gotten their mates knocked up in the past four months. 

“But hey,” Mark says helpfully, “remember, you’re not the only alpha abstaining- Taeyong-”

“Taeyong’s mate hates pups,” Haechan seethes. “And she knows he’s not ready to be a father.”

“Are you?” 

“You know what?” Haechan pushes his car as fast as it can go, “Yeah. I am.”

You hear Hyuck’s car pull up outside the heat cabin, tires kicking up gravel, and you await the onslaught to your senses that comes next. 

Everything is heightened for you, and the second your mate opens his car door, the inklings of his scent become known to you. 

The familiar smells of Jaehyun and Mark are on the periphery, and you hear the crinkle of a bag being passed off, your mate barking at his friends to ‘Fuck off-’

God, Hyuck telling others off shouldn’t be such a turn-on, but it is-

 The sound of his footfalls suggests he’s jogging towards your little heat cabin, and the shaking of pills in a bottle brings you both peace and anxiety-

Part of you had been hoping Mark would be the one delivering your meds. Mark, a beta who you wouldn’t jump even in the worst of your heat- 

But no, of course Haechan’s the one bringing them to you-

He’s always toed the line during your time of the month, and it appears this one won’t be any different. 

You struggle to hold your breath, trying not to take gulps of air filled with his scent, which is becoming stronger and stronger-

Haechan stops outside the door, and you hear him take a breath-

“Fuck.” 

He can say that again.

“You smell-”

He can say that again too.

“I’m not letting you in,” you tell him from where you’re curled up in bed, in the corner farthest from the door.

“Even though daddy has your meds?” His voice is lower than you’re used to- and he doesn’t usually refer to himself as daddy- but you’d be lying if you say the term isn’t affecting you.

You can feel your sleeping shorts getting wetter by the second, body beginning to come alive at the notion that your mate is just a few meters away.

“I mean,” Haechan coughs. “Come on baby, you need your meds.”

“You’re horrible,” you groan, hating how easy it seems to be for him to switch between lust and seemingly perfect composure-

“Is that any way to speak to the guy with your suppressants?” you can hear the smile on his voice- the playful teasing. You wish it was truly just playful… but you know there’s an ulterior motive.

“If I open this door,” you tell him, “you’re going to come in and stay.”

“Maaaybe.” At least he’s not lying to you. “But come on- I could easily break in through the window if I really wanted- and I’m not, that’s gotta count for something right?”

“You’re horrible,” you repeat for the second time, burying your face in your pillow. 

“Baby,” he places his hand on the door, pushing gently, and the wood moves everso in its frame, “let me in, let me help you with this.”

“By knocking me up,” you groan, mind already beginning to buzz with all the things you wish he’d do to you-

“I mean- sure,” you hear him swallow, “if you want, but… there are other ways.”

“Condoms break Hyuck, we’ve been over this-”

“What if I don’t even take my dick out?”

It’s the first time you’ve laughed all day, and it definitely relieves some of the tension in your shoulders. “You? Not taking your dick out?” Now it’s your turn to swallow thickly, a new rush of wetness tingling out of your core. “As if.” 

“I could try it-” he insists, and this time you hear him press his forehead against the door, pushing forward again. “Come on- listen, I even got popsicles- I know you’re really hot right now, with your heat and everything… imagine the feeling of my cold tongue licking at you.”

“God-” you squeeze your thighs together, hating that he’s right, hating that what he’s suggesting sounds like the perfect cure to your predicament.

“That’s it baby, think of how good it will feel-” he coos, “you smell so fucking good, I could just eat you up-”

“Just tongue?”

“Maybe fingers too- I bet you’ve got ice in there, or I could put my hand in a bucket of cold water or something so it feels good- anything to cool you off.”

Your eyes go to the jug of ice water next to your bed that you’ve been sipping on, and you toy with the wet cloth that’s already lost its cool as it wraps one of your bare thighs, exposed by the fact that you’re only wearing sleeping shorts and a bralette to cover your modesty-

“No cock, I promise-” 

He sounds so sincere. 

Your pussy practically throbs at the notion of letting him in- you can’t believe how much your body reacts to the mere presence of your mate, and you can’t even imagine how good it will feel to let him enter the heat cabin and take care of you-

You have half a mind to tell him to fuck off, suppressants and all- 

But your body wins, the tingling between your thighs taking over as you inhale a deep breath, allowing Hyuck’s familiar scent to wash over you and make you practically brain dead. “Give me a second- I have to get up and open the door-”

Your legs are wobbly as you stand from the bed, and the coolness of the hardwood floor offers some reprieve as you approach the only entrance to the heat cabin. 

“Stand back?” you suggest, heart racing wildly in your chest-

You can’t believe you’re doing this.

There are three locks in total, and you undo each with shaking fingers.

The moment the last one clicks out of place, you scurry back to your bed, something like fear overtaking you. 

You trust Hyuck- you do- but you’re not so sure you trust yourself. And you suppose, seeing as you’ve never allowed him near you during your heat, maybe you shouldn’t trust your mate after all-

He pushes open the door, and the full weight of your decision hits you.

The alpha takes a deep breath, and his chest rumbles with a primal growl as he releases it, his gaze taking you in inch by inch.

In one hand, he holds your meds, in the other, a plastic bag of what you assume to be heat provisions. 

“Suppressants?” you question, skin prickling with sweat-

You need meds, you need at least some relief- something to dull the ache between your thighs-

“Needy baby,” Haechan says lowly, stepping into the cabin before closing the door behind him. “And four days early- at least we were already out getting you these,” he pulls the bottle of pills from the parchment bag, tossing them at you. 

You catch the meds, cracking open the lid and spilling a few of the blue and white pills onto your hand, where you decide on taking two. Then you pop them into your mouth, grabbing the large ice water jug next to you to help wash them down.

“That’s it, baby-” Haechan says from where he’s putting provisions in the ice box. When he turns to face you again, he’s unwrapping a popsicle, “take those pills.”

“Hyuck-” you whimper, setting your drink and the suppressant bottle down to focus entirely on your mate.

“Your heat hit you pretty fast huh?” He licks the frozen treat, leaning back against the fridge and watching you. “Have you cum yet, baby?”

Instead of answering verbally, you take to nodding, gnawing on your lower lip.

“How many times?”

“Do you really have to be so far away?” you whine- and an even better question, has he always looked this fucking sexy?

“Just getting my tongue cold for you,” he responds, in the most non chalant way-

But you can see how blown his pupils are, and when you focus hard on his mouth- you see that his breathing is shallow-

“Now answer my question, babe,” Haechan presses. “How many times have you cum already?”

“Twice-” you tell him. “Once from- when you called and- I heard you speeding faster to get here- and then- again… from thinking about you-”

“Cute baby- couldn’t cum until you heard my voice huh? If I’d had known I had that sort of effect on you- we could have had phone sex your past few heats.”

You think you might cry if he doesn’t come closer, and the words that come out of your mouth as a response betray your growing irritability; “woulda, shoulda, coulda.”

“Oh baby,” Haechan releases a chuckle, but there’s little humor in it, “you’re gonna get it now.”

“Please-” you open your arms to him, and Haechan finally approaches the bed.

“Open your mouth baby,” he tells you, settling onto his knees at the foot of your mattress, “and come closer.” His hand wraps around your ankle, and he drags you towards him.

“Hyuck-” you go to say something, but the popsicle is presented to your lips, and you accept it, welcoming to cool treat into your mouth.

“That should cool you off,” he muses, pushing your legs open, “this might too.”

He presses his lips to your inner thigh, and you’re taken aback by how cold his mouth is- it’s an interesting feeling, but one you quickly begin to enjoy, as he gets closer and closer to your core.

“Lay back,” he tells you, “relax- and let me eat you.”

You release a moan around the popsicle you’re sucking on, letting your head fall back against the mattress, eyes closing-

Haechan pulls your sleeping shorts to the side, and he blows cool air across your pussy, making you twitch and whine even louder.

You garble his name around the popsicle, reaching down to play with his hair-

Your mate smacks your hands away. “Don’t touch me- it’s too hot to touch me,” he insists, and when you look down, you see his eyes are red with intensity.

“Hyuck?” you whimper, recougnizing that eye flares like this are one of the first signs in an impending rut-

You’re early, could it be that he’s going to be early too? Are you two that in sync?

This is probably a bad idea, you realize, as Hyuck dives into your pussy, pushing his long, cold tongue into your hole- 

A horrible, terrible, very bad idea. 

But fuck- Hyuck’s tongue is no joke, even on a non-heat day- 

Alpha’s are known for having long tongues, perfect for pleasuring their omega mates- and Haechan has always been a pussy eating fanatic-

He pushes his face between your thighs like it’s his job, licking and lapping at you with his cold tongue- it feels absolutely incredible. 

But then he’s pulling away, and you’re crying out-

“Give me your jug of ice water,” he commands, voice gruff-

You follow through immediately, stretching to grab it off the nightstand, hurrying to give it to your mate. 

You’re curious about what’s going to happen next- but Hyuck simply allows the jug to smack down against the floor next to him, and then he returns to your pussy, grabbing the back of your thigh with a warm hand to tug you closer-

Part of you wants to call him out- to say it’s unfair of him to touch you if you can’t touch him- but the words die down as his tongue sinks into you, and your focus returns to the deep feeling of pleasure growing in the pit of your stomach.

The popsicle you’re sucking on is getting widdled down shockingly quickly, the cool liquid running down your throat aiding in your temperature regulation while the man between your legs works you closer and closer to orgasm with a tongue that’s also beginning to lose its cool.

As you finish the frozen treat, you find yourself teetering on the edge of pleasure, and with your focus now fully on Hyuck- “I’m gonna-”

“Cum for me,” he growls into your pussy, nose flicking by your clit, “cum on my tongue.”

He buries the wet muscle into your core, lapping at your walls- 

And he knows you can never say no to your alpha- your body is physically incapable.

Your pussy clenches, hard, and an electric wave of euphoria rushes over your form, white-hot and all-consuming. 

“Alpha!” you moan, back arching- your hands seeking out an anchor, which they find in Hyuck’s hair.

You grind yourself down against his face, riding out an orgasm that has your mind going practically numb.

And your mate works you through it with an unrelenting vigor, until you’re a shaking, quivering mess, struggling to get away from his mouth to escape the sensitivity.

Hot tears roll down your cheeks, and you’re in disbelief at how good it feels-

You’ve had orgasms during your heat before, but none of them have ever been like this- none torn out of you by your alpha. 

Hyuck pulls away from your pussy, and your body slumps against the bed, your breathing labored while your heart races madly in your chest. 

A drop of cold water hits your abdomen- and then another- the feeling making you flinch, hot body suddenly overtaken by goosebumps-

You open your eyes to see Haechan, holding his hand just above your stomach, and you realize he’s the source of the water. His hand is dripping with it.

“Did that feel good baby?” he asks, bringing his fingers down to touch your skin, dragging a cold, wet line from rib to naval- 

You squirm against the bed, body conflicted between your hot core and the coolness being brushed over your skin. 

“Your hand-” you whimper, unable to finish your sentence, but you don’t need to, Hyuck understands you. 

He always understands you.

“Put it in your water jug while I ate you out,” he tells you simply. “Wanted to get my fingers cold like my tongue… gonna fuck you with them now, and it’s going to feel so good. Trust me.” 

“Please-” you find yourself pushing your hips closer to his face again, and Hyuck notices too, releasing a chuckle.

“Look at you-” he coos, “and your… needy behavior. Is that what you are? A needy little baby?”

“Yes-”

“Needy to be finger fucked till you cum?”

“God,” you groan, “please!”

Haechan’s gaze returns to your pussy, and he brings his fingers to your entrance, toying with you. His thumb brushes by your clit and you nearly choke, jolting a little at the sensitivity you’re still feeling.

“Don’t play with me-” you whimper.

Haechan laughs. “For a second, it sounded like you were giving your alpha a command,” he presses his thumb to your clit harder, “you weren’t doing that, were you, baby?”

“No-” you gasp, squirming against the bed again, grasping at the sheets.

Two of his fingers slip into your aching hole and the shock of the coolness of his skin makes your toes curl. 

“You’re mine, right?”

“Yes, alpha,” you whimper, closing your eyes to enjoy the feeling of his digits exploring you, working you open-

“Gonna let me do whatever I need to do to help you cum, yeah?”

You let out a sound of affirmation.

“Gonna need to hear a ‘yes, alpha’ or I won’t help you cum,” he tells you, sinking his fingers into you even harder-

“Yes, alpha-” you correct yourself, “help me cum- please, I need it so bad-”

“Already?” he leans forward, letting his lips brush by your sensitive clit. “Didn’t I just make you cum?”

“‘S not enough-” you whine, already feeling another orgasm bubbling in the pit of your stomach.

You’ve had intense heats before, but nothing has ever felt like this. You’re practically dripping onto Hyuck’s hand and you know it-

In fact, you can hear how wet you are with each pump of your mate’s fingers, which he expertly uses to stoke your sweet spot-

“Alpha-” you moan, holding the sheets tighter.

“Come on, needy baby,” he says, thumb finding your clit, “cum for me- I know you want to, your pussy’s gripping me so fucking tight- cum on my fingers, do it, cum for me.”

You’re thankful you’re in the heat cabin and there’s - hopefully - no one around, because the scream you release as your orgasm tears through you is almost embarrassing. You claw at the bed, hips lifting-

Hyuck’s free hand finds your abdomen, and he forces you back down, continuing his assault on your pussy and leaving you no room to escape.

“That’s it baby-” he groans, “Just. Like. That.” 

“Alpha- please-” you whimper, feeling tears in your eyes again from how overwhelmed your body is-

“Your ‘please’ means nothing anymore baby,” your mate tells you, “first it was ‘please make me cum’ now it’s ‘please let up,’ you’re too messy to make up your mind princess, that’s why you need a big alpha to do it for you.”

His fingers begin to slow inside of you, and you’re able to take a breath-

Which is when you smell something sweet, and it’s not the discarded popsicle stick.

You find yourself licking your lips, taking in deep breaths-

“Something smells-” the saltiness of it hits your nose and you realize what it is that you’re identifying-

The same way you’re slicked from your heat, alphas give off a specific scent when they’re in their ruts.

What you’re smelling is definitely Hyuck, a musky spiciness twinged with pine- and today, the tree notes remind you of sap; syrupy, sticky, sweet sap-

“Look at you, licking your fucking lips-” your mate growls, removing his fingers from your core and bringing them to his mouth to clean. He releases a groan of ecstasy before asking, “Am I the only one who’s gonna get a taste today? Or should I let you suck your alpha’s cock like you devoured that fucking popsicle?” 

“Please-”

“Say it,” he tells you. “Say you want to suck my cock.”

You moan, writhing in the sheets, and you truly mean it when you whimper the words “I wanna suck your cock.”

“Yeah you fucking do,” Haechan groans, standing up from where he’d been kneeling at the foot of the bed.

His hands go to his belt, and you sit up, ready to get into any position he wants you in to suck him off-

You discard your bra-

“I’m not done with you yet, baby, still wanna enjoy you- think I’m gonna lie down and have you ride my face while you take my cock deep into that fucking throat of yours-”

“Please-” you whimper, shuffling forward to see if there’s any way to help him undress- 

But your alpha is two steps ahead of you, pushing his pants down and tearing off his shirt. 

You’re only able to appreciate his beautiful body for a moment before he’s moving to lie on the bed, his hands grabbing at you to help you into position.

“Sorry about these,” Hyuck tells you as he lets you settle with your core over his face, his fingers hooking in the sleeping shorts that he tears in two and throws to the side.

“No you’re not,” you whisper, grasping the base of his cock-

“No, I’m not,” the alpha laughs, both hands grasping your ass and forcing your core down on his mouth.

His tongue isn’t cold like it was when he’d prepped it with the popsicle, no, it’s warm, and long, an invading appendage that has your toes curling as well as his fingers had.

You try to focus on the cock that you have your own lips wrapped around, and as you force yourself down on him, his tip hitting the back of your throat, you remember that he’d promised not to take his dick out at all.

You realize, again, how much trouble you’re in.

You’d not intended on letting him into the heat cabin, not intended on letting him get his cock out, and yet here you are, grinding your pussy down against his face while he buries his length in your mouth-

The alpha under you pushes his hips up, and his cock makes you choke-

It’s shockingly enjoyable, and you lift yourself off of him just long enough to take a breath, marveling in how messy you’re being-

Tendrils of spit connect you to the cock that you go back to sucking like he’s your favorite popsicle-

And in all honestly, right now, he is. 

It feels almost as if you and Hyuck are in a pleasure war, his tongue working better than ever against your pussy, hands on your ass, keeping you where he wants you- and you’re determined to suck the soul out of your alpha, until all that’s left is the man you’d fallen in love with.

You’re shocked by the sudden swat to your ass, and you mewl longingly around him, enjoying the tingles his hand leaves in its wake.

“Slow down-” Hyuck growls against your pussy.

You pull yourself off of him to respond, hand continuing to pump his length expertly. “Want alpha to cum,” you whine.

“I’m not cumming in your mouth,” he tells you, delivering another rough smack to your ass.

“Then where-” 

“You know where.” He buries his face in your pussy again, and you can’t help the rush of wetness that gushes out of you at his words.

You do know where.

Part of you had known he’d be fucking you, properly, when you let him in the cabin.

There was only one way this was ever going to go- and it’s Hyuck’s.

“Never said to stop sucking,” another smack to your ass, “just slow down. Gonna make you cum one more time like this, then- we can try just the tip.”

So he’s gonna lie to himself and you? 

Part of you wants to laugh at the idea, and you feel Haechan let out a small chuckle of his own as his lips wrap around your clit. 

He’s such an ass.

You’re hopelessly in love with him.

Your third orgasm since Haechan arrived is beginning to form, you can feel it tingling through your limbs with each lick and prod of your lover’s tongue.

Your mouth returns to his cock, but you make a conscious effort to slow down, to focus on your own pleasure instead of his-

The sounds Hyuck releases as he fucks his tongue into you is enough to satisfy an inkling of your praise kink, and you wiggle your hips, looking for more stimulation-

Two hands grab your ass, holding you exactly where he wants you as your alpha mate lifts his head up, burying his tongue in you as deep as he can go-

You pull off his cock to moan his name, your voice sounding so whiney and desperate that you’re almost taken aback by the fact it came from you.

A smack to your ass is as good as a command to cum, and you nearly faceplant against Hyuck’s thigh, whimpering and moaning while your orgasm overtakes you. 

There’s nothing to do but accept what Hyuck is doing- no ability to pull or move away- and the greedy wolf in you doesn’t want to. You take everything he gives, surrendering yourself to the pleasure he’s providing until you feel its electric heat throughout your entire form.

Your mate pulls away from your pussy when you begin to twitch, and in a second, you’re thrown onto your back.

You feel the bed dip as Haechan sits up, but you’re too far gone to care, eyes closed, chest heaving-

You hear him walk a few feet, hear a bag and then something tearing-

A hand wraps around your ankle, and you’re spun so you’re propped against the pillows, eyes opening to watch your alpha find his spot between your legs.

“You know how I said we could try just the tip?” he asks, rolling a knot condom onto his cock- which looks to be just aching- He lines himself up with your entrance, leaning down to kiss your nose, “I lied.”

His cock sinks into your core, and you both release groans of pleasure-

“Wish you’d let me-” he grunts as he begins to fuck you, “let me breed you- but you want to be safe, we can be safe.”

You’ve had this talk before, and you don’t have energy to rehash it.

You also realize you don’t care as much as you have previous to this- 

Hyuck could get you knocked up here and now and you’d thank him for it.

“Are you gonna-” you swallow thickly, lacing your hands around the back of Haechan’s neck. “Are you gonna knot me?”

His eyes flare crimson, and your alpha mate releases a growl, pressing his forehead to your own. “Yeah. Does that scare you?”

There’d been a time when it had. But not anymore, and you shake your head. “No, alpha.”

“No?” he fucks you harder, hot breath fanning over your face. “Gonna take my knot like the good, greedy, needy little baby you are?” 

“Yes-”

“Trust me, you’ve never felt anything like this,” Hyuck tells you, and you know he’s right.

Everyone knows about knotting, but, because you’ve never let your mate fuck you during your heat and his rut, you’ve never gotten to experience it for yourself. 

Today is as good a day as any to pop your knot cherry, and you’re thankful Hyuck’s worked you out, gotten you prepped. 

You’re practically a sopping mess for the alpha that decimates your pussy, your muscles tired from three orgasms-

You’re ready to take everything he has to give you, ready to wrap your arms around him, ignoring your increasingly hot skin- ready to have him stretch you out like you’ve never been stretched before-

“Fuck baby,” your alpha groans, hot lips finding yours, “you’re squeezing me so fucking tight-”

“Want you to cum,” you tell him, nearly in tears from how much you want it-

“Yeah?”

“Want you to knot me and make me yours forever-”

“Aren’t you already mine?” your mate moves his lips to your neck, teeth dragging against your pulse point, intent on scenting you more than he already has.

“Yes, alpha-” you tangle your fingers in his hair, back arching, “please, I’m so close-”

“You know that-” he swallows thickly, rutting into you harder, “that when I cum- when I knot you- I’m gonna be stuck inside you for a little while, right?”

“Yes- please, I want it-”

“You want it?”

“Yes-”

“How bad?”

“So bad-” you whimper, “Alpha please-” 

“Keep saying please,” he prompts, fucking you so hard that the bed is hitting the wall with each thrust.

“Please, please, please, please, please!” your fingers claw at his back, and you’re completely lost in the sensation of being filled so perfectly-

“Fuck, fuck-” Hyuck releases a groan, burying his face against your neck while his thrusts become erratic-

You feel something at your entrance, the base of Hyuck’s cock swelling, pushing and stretching your hole-

“Alpha!” you’re sure you’ve drawn blood on his back now, and you clutch him like a lifeline while his knot splits you open, anchoring his cock deep into your pussy while you’re both wracked with orgasmic shudders of pleasure-

“Just like that-” he groans loudly. “Take it, take it, take it-” 

He smashes his lips against your own, taking your breath away and muffling the sounds of pleasure that have been leaving you-

You find yourself getting lost in the kiss, tightening your legs around his waist, reveling in the feeling of being completely flooded with the best pleasure you’ve ever had.

Your body is practically thrumming with warm, wonderful energy, and you realize: this is what heat is all about. 

It’s about being filled, so completely, so perfectly, that you lose all sense, that you’re truly one with the feral nature that is always bubbling inside of you.

To be in this moment, with your mate- nothing in the entire world will ever compare. 

“Fuck-” Hyuck groans, breaking the kiss to return his lips to your neck, where he continues to lap and lick at the mark he’s been working on, “Feels so good-”

“So good,” you echo, eyes closed, head resting against the pillows.

Your lover releases a deep breath, slumping more weight onto your body, pushing you into the bed. It feels wonderful to be cocooned by him, even though the heat between your bodies is bordering on overwhelming. 

“I could stay like this forever,” he says softly.

You realize - as you hold him tighter - that, you couldn’t agree more. 

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“I really didn’t realize he was serious about this,” Jaehyun sighs for the third time since he and Mark were tasked with driving into the city for heat provisions.

“Me neither,” Mark matches the alpha’s defeated tone. “But at least he’s being safe right?”

The bag of knot condoms is held tightly in his hands, resting on his lap. He’s never been more uncomfortable to be an errand boy.

“What happened to his mate’s whole thing about knot condoms breaking?” Jaehyun asks, taking the turn off the highway that will lead them back to the compound they live at with their pack. “Johnny and Yuta-”

“Maybe he convinced her Johnny and Yuta are stupid and he knows how to use condoms… better?” Mark suggests, earning a deep laugh from the alpha in the driver's seat.

“Right-” Jaehyun laughs, “because an alpha like Hyuck is a master of condoms during his rut.”

Mark decides to pray to God for your uterus.

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[jinlizz-dragondrama]

TW: mentions of bullying, blood, slight cursing, and revenge plotting

Happy 4th of July!! I can't believe that this chapter has 2k words. Enjoy this chapter 💜

Chapter 6

Not Mrs. Cuddles

A few weeks go by after the "incident", and I only found out about it thanks to me hounding April on her sus behavior, hints about Donnie and I. She sent me a picture of us snuggled together and I couldn't help but blush darker than Raph's bandana. I've been busy with swim practice, ninja training and tons of studying getting ready for mid term

exams. But during my breaks in between studying and training, I'd stare at the picture and a smile would grace my face.

Cass comes into my room one day with a small package in her hand. She flops onto my bed while I'm doodling on my art pad and listening to music. Even with music on I was able to sense she came into my room, I pull my headphones off, turned my computer chair in her direction, and smile at her. Handing me a package I quickly open it and see the brown contacts I ordered finally came. Quickly running into my bathroom I place them on my eyes, it was a bit uncomfortable at first but slowly start to get used to them. I come out of the bathroom batting my eyelashes at Cass showing them off, she rolls her eyes.

"I don't get why you're letting those jerks get to you, they are just jealous of your natural beauty. Besides you can kick their butts and I'll help you hide the bodies" she says while folding her arms.

I sigh knowing she's right but I want to blend in and have a normal school life, but judging from the recommended teenage TV shows being bullied is a "normal" occurrence. I just couldn't deal with it anymore and was tired of crying myself to sleep feeling like a freak.

*Time skip brought to you by smug Leo*

Finally, I drop my mechanical pencil onto my completed Computer Labs test. Today was so stressful.with all.the tests i had to take, but it was fun to take Mr. Miller's advice and write my answers the way he taught us which wasted several sheers of paper to get my answer. But hey who am i to argue with a teacher. Quickly checking over my answers, I hand my test to Mrs. Anthony. She's a pretty cool teacher especially since she's pregnant and brings a bunch of homemade goodies for us to snack on! I grab one of her latest bags of treats chocolate chip cookies (if you don't like chocolate chip cookies, I am so sorry). I give her the peace sign and walk out of the classroom. While I wait for April to finish up with her text I open up the group chat between the turtles, April and I.

Green Apple: Hey guys are we still on to watch me during my TV show appearance?

Leon Neon: I'm only watching if Y/N is there

Mikey: Totally can't wait to see it

Donnie: 👌🏾 (Imagine the emoji was green lol)

Raph: Gotta support our best bud

Me: I'm so there

It's a nice change of pace to hang out with the guys and April. Hopefully, no one will bring up the snuggle sesh and the night will go smoothly. Once April joins me in the hallway we fist bump, as we get outside I clink my sneaker heels together and sloely glide on the gum infested sidewalk and make our way to our designated alleyway with a manhole that leads us to the lair. I notice that she gives me quick glances and after the third one I look at her.

"What do you think, is brown my color?" I ask.

"Uh sure, but D- I mean I prefer your natural eye color, it's very unique and well....you" she said

I mull over her words until we jump down the manhole and cover it back up, I could walk these sewers with my eyes closed. We get inside the lair and head into the living room where Splinter is watching his Scorpion Treadmill show. Honestly, it is a pretty funny show, sometimes Splinter and I would watch and laugh together.

We say hey to the boys and I look over at Donnie and he gives me a shy smile, which I return. He notices my brown eyes but doesn't say anything about them, while making a mental note to ask April about it.

Fingers crossed this won't be awkward

"Congrats on the acting gig! I'm so happy I could punch a rainbow" Raph says proudly.

"It's just a tiny basic cable show," April says

"Not so tiny it knocks Scorpion Treadmill out of its time slot," Splinter said annoyed at his show time being cut short. I couldn't help but chuckle a little.

Leo then appears out of nowhere and has Raph sit in the front row, I quirk an eyebrow but watch to see what happens. Raph takes a seat and the program starts, April appears on the screen and introduces a stuffed Bunny animatronic thing...named Mrs. Cuddles. Immediately I see Raph stuffed up and hearing that high-pitched voice made my skin crawl.

"Let's be fwends forever" Mrs Cuddles said

Raph jumps over Splinter's lazy boy recliner screaming "Nooooooo, not Mrs. CUDDLES!". Splinter breaks into a fit of laughter while his other three sons and April laugh. After Raph unsuccessfully tries to explain that he isn't scared of Mrs. Cuddles April suggests that he should go make a sandwich. Quickly leaving the room he goes to the kitchen to start on his sandwich, I follow him to grab a (pop/water) from the fridge. I open my drink once I grab it and as I take a sip Raph opens a cupboard and out pops Mrs. Cuddles in the flesh. As Raph jumps back I spit out my drink from shock, he backs up into the kitchen island, and several pots fall on his head. The gang comes out of their hiding spots and April explains how the boys knew Raph would freak out so they decided to do an innocent prank.

"No hard feelings big brother, let's be fwends forever," Donnie says in a Mrs. Cuddles voice.

I clean up the spill that I spat onto the floor and nearby counter, we both look up to see that she's gone. But turning around she's on the counter with a nicely made sandwich on a plate infront of her. Raph takes a bite of the sandwich and all of a sudden she's waving a pickle about and talking.

"It's alive!" Raph shouts and drops the sandwich

"This is some Five Nights of Freddy shit!" I yell as I drop my bottled water.

She starts to grow and a maniacal laugh echo from her. Apparently thanks to her villain monologue she grows from screams. We scream for the gang to come back to see that she's alive but like in most horror movies with the same scenario she goes limp and doesn't react.

"Not you too Y/N I thought you were better than this, feeding into Raphs fear," Leo says as he shakes his head.

In turn, this makes the rest of them roll their eyes and leave the room. When they leave we look to where we left her and she was gone. Raph rushes into the living room to warn his dad, as he makes a quick exit Splinter says very annoyingly "I will never marry them off" but I'm too scared to react as I search around for her. Raph finds Leo, Mikey, and April in the arcade and lets them know he can't find her. April goes to the kitchen looking for her, she hears her and assumes that it's Raph impersonating Mrs. Cuddles but she finds out that it's her talking, as April screams Mrs. Cuddles begins to grow again. Mrs. Cuddles then finds Donnie and gets him to scream by slicing the head off a bust that looks like him. We hear him scream and rush to investigate but are ambushed by her while she's swinging a chainsaw at us. While she swipoed st us she knicks my cheek a bit and a dropplet of blood rolls down. Consumed with fear my eyes glow, the contacts I'm wearing melt away revealing my purple eyes and I unleash my water-bending powers forming a water fist and punching her into a corner, Raph looks at me in awe but is brought back to the fight when she charges at us and he smacks her with Donnie's bust head. With her being knocked out we toss her into a locker and block the door to it. Leo and Mikey look on with a shrug and decide to go skateboarding. Splinter distracts us by having us get weapons to defeat her and unknowingly lets her loose while grabbing his blanket. When we get back we see she's gone.

Last but not least she finds Leo and Mikey which was a plus for her as Mikey is the best screamer that astronauts could hear, She ties them up and leaves them in a room. We find her in the skateboarding room and she's huge. She begins to attack by pulling a water pipe and the water splashes Raph but I'm able to bend it away from me. Splinter starts to laugh and she starts to shrink, Raph and I look at each other knowingly as we let Splinter laugh at his dad's jokes and we dodge her punches. Finally, she's back to her normal size and Raoh tosses her into her trunk. We hear the crew calling out for help but we ignore their calls and laugh.

"That'll teach them to think twice before pranking you and not believing me," I say while giggling.

After an hour or so I walk into the room where the gang is tied up. I'm wearing my peace sign pajamas (pictured above), my hair is tied into a long braid and I have a small band-aid on my cheek. I walk in smugly while munching on a piping-hot slice of pizza. Mikey was lying limp against everyone his stomach growls until he sniffs the air and looks in my direction, tears of relief start to bubble in his eyes. My eyes glow for a brief moment and I use his tears to create a sharp and swift slice against the ropes that release them from their prison, they all stand up and stretch their aching limbs. Donnie can see that my eyes are back to their beautiful violet color and it brings a small smile to his face.

"Pizza and Lou Jitsu movies are waiting for you guys in the living room," I say while smirking and I wiggle my index finger signaling for the water to wrap around it like a ring as I leave the room.

Mikey and Leo chase after me babbling a bunch of questions at once. Shrugging my shoulders and acting like I don't know what they are talking about. Donnie and April just stare at me with gaping mouths but they soon follow. While I'm watching the movie snuggled in a blanket on a bean bag chair April and Donnie are texting each other about why I wore contacts, he doesn't realize that he has one of his fists balled up tightly with his nails digging into his palm until April nudges him. Relaxing his hand he decides he going to see who these jerks are and keep a close eye on them. Soon there was only one slice of pizza left, we all glare at eachother, I quickly reach out for the slice, Donnies hand touches mine, we look up at each other and pink tints both of our cheeks but I flick my index finger with the water ring and use it the whip at Donnies hand and causes him to recoil his hand back. I giggle and rush out of the room with the slice, Donnie quickly gives chase with Tech Bo in hand. The rest of the gang give knowing looks and continue with the movie. I hear the patter of his feet as he chases after me, running out of the tunnel.and into the slate boarding room I hop over the safety bar and slide down the half pipe while giggling. Donnie activates his battle shell and he hovers next to me while I slide.

"This was fun and all but now I'll be taking that" he says smugly

But I push myself off the half pipe, jump off Donnies battle shell and jump off it creating a small pile of snow from the moisture in the air on the ground, while I'm falling he grabs my hand but I pull him down with me. We land onto the soft pile of snow, he lands onto of me with an "oof". After the snowdust settles we realize our noses are almost touching and my face turns beet red and his face was no better.

Snow is still falling gently around us, I start to awkwardly laugh and he soon follows. He rolls off of me and scratches the back of his neck.

I sit up and take a bite of my slice, "Well let's build a snow man and call me Elsa because the cold never bothered me anyway" I sing (Gotta love the Elsa reference)

"Hmmmm that doesn't suit you, how about Aquatina? Its kind of princess like and it goes well with your power which I will def have lots of questions about." He says while making a snowball.

"I like it maybe Aqua for short" I say smiling with a mouth full of pizza.

We fist bump, I melt the snow and start to make my way back to the living room as my back is turned he tosses the snowball at me. I turn around smiling at him.

"Oh just you wait til it's winter time I'll get my revenge" I say while laughing like a mad scientist as I skip away.

Donnie smiles as he watches me and shakes his head, places his arms behind his head, and follows me.

[kingofdinosaurs]

20 through 25?

done some of these for gear but I'll go through for anything i wanna cover for other things!

20. part of canon you found tedious or boring

uhh... can i say yu narukami's moveset in p4au? idk i just cannot get into him and it's genuinely sad to me because he's my favourite guy but his gameplay makes me so mad. like

idk.

21. part of canon you think is overhyped

i... am well aware that i am often The Overhyper In Chief but even by my standards i think sometimes that people may be a little untruthful about how good p5r third semester actually is, and also just akechi in general. i don't even dislike the guy i just feel like people have put a lot of weight on him and i don't really... get it. like it's cool. 3rd semester is probably my favourite overall part of p5. maybe i just don't like p5 the way i used to. but i still think if you like akechi that much you should play other persona games and see if you feel that same connection there because there's quite a few guys who preceded him and i honestly like them better. this isn't even about sho, honest! this is about ken.

22. your favourite part of canon that everyone else ignores

this is the part where i do the ones ive already done for gear for other things! so obviously i have a lot of these. but i truly do believe that everyone should go like. watch a couple of the p4a story modes, then watch labrys', then go watch the endings then go read the ultimax manga or something (actually please PLEASE read the manga it's so good it's like the most complete package of the ultimax stories my only gripe is that it doesn't really give labrys much spotlight because it follows the p4 path). it's so fucking good i won't even force you to play a fighting game if you don't want to just. actually like experience the story labrys is from and draw some actually relevant art of her pulling from that new understanding! I'm STARVING! it's all just her standing somewhere in a generally cheery way i can't TAKE IT ANYMORE!!! GET TO KNOW HER! SHE IS MORE THAN A PRETTY FACE!!!

23. ship you've unwillingly come around to

... i wouldn't say SHIP, because i tend to view it as totally one-sided and a pipe dream in the story as well as out, but i find hazama/ragna really funny now as like a crush that hazama tries to bring up to him once, chickens out on, tells him something else, and is met with a "oh thank god. i thought you were gonna confess your love to me or something." and that's just the breaking point, hazama kills that part of himself immediately and never brings it up again because he's too embarrassed

24. skipping this one because i already answered it and i got nothing

25. common fandom complaint you're sick of hearing

i... think i also answered this one someplace? well whatever. i get being annoyed that they lean on the protein joke a lot for akihiko, but can you guys give the rest of his characterisation in that game a fucking chance!!! so fucking SICK of people going "wah wah akihiko got worse again after making that promise when shinji died" like wow maybe recovery isn't linear! maybe i think it kind of rocks that he wasn't just fixed and better! he lost yet another person and his response was to throw himself into anything he could to avoid thinking about it, and i think this makes sense for him and is a pretty decent way to handle the fact that he... sort of needs to have a storyline ingame? which needs conflict? anyway everyone leave me and postcanon akihiko alone in a room for a while. you are all scaring him.

[deexchanel]

As she should.

Word Count: 1,123

Pairing: Steve Rogers x BlackFem!Reader

Warning: Swearing, Jealousy, and Fluff.

Summary: Y/N comes to one of Tony Stark's parties looking bad as ever after her breakup with Steve, as she should.

A/N: Remember ladies, you are that bitch forever and always :) Once again gave a her a good ass outfit to show Steve what he’s missing.

“Is he here?” Y/N checked her makeup in Natasha’s mirror. Romanoff put on her heels so they could leave the room.

“That was one of the dumbest questions you just asked Y/N.”

Y/N huffed, running her hand on her slick back.“I’m just nervous, I haven’t seen him in like 6 months.”

"You nervous? The Y/N Y/L/N is nervous to see Rogers? This so shocking." Natasha remarked back, putting lipstick on her lips. Afterward, she bent over checking her phone. Y/N took that opportunity to smack her hand against Natasha's ass making her yelp.

"Y/N!"

"I saw the opportunity and took it."

Natasha rolled her eyes, rubbing her now throbbing ass. Y/N shrugged not bothered by her grumpiness.

"So you're mad at me for doing but when Bruce does it, it's alright? I demand equality!"

"Y/N hush."

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Y/N walked in as the life of the party. All eyes were on her which she enjoyed to the max. "Excuse me." She said nicely nudging against the large frame that stood in front of the bar. He wasn't in the way but he wasn't using the spot so Y/N wanted it.

"My apologies- Y/N?" Steve turned around to see his ex-girlfriend standing in front of him. She mentally cursed for not noticing that it was him.

"Hi, Steve."

Y/N took in his features. He was larger since the last time she's seen him. Steve's beard was nicely groomed, his hair was a little bit longer, and he smelled wonderful. His nice looks were reeling her in and it took Y/N all her strength to not bring his sexy ass into a bathroom.

Steve was thinking the same thing. The way she was looking at him made his knees weak. "Y/N what are you doing here?"

"Well, I came to come party Stark style. Is that alright with you?" Y/N stood next to him, putting her weight against the bar. Steve bit his lip looking at her dress, she looked god damn amazing.

"Uh yeah, it's alright with me. Y/N you look-"

"Steve, are you still coming to the dance floor?" He was cut off by Emma who is someone who has been wanting Steve forever. Y/N despises her because she was one of the reasons they broke up. "Oh Y/N I didn't know you were here."

"Yeah, I've been here for bout an hour now." Y/N gave her a fake smile while the tension grew between the three. Steve scratched his neck out of awkwardness.

"Well, I'll talk to you later Y/N."

"No, he won't, bye Y/N."Emma grabbed his hand, pulling him to the dance. Y/N turned around to the bartender, "Give me whatever strong."

To admit, she was very jealous but Y/N didn't want to show that Emma got under her skin. So she held her composure and did one thing that came here to do and that was to party.

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"Another!"Both Y/N and Thor yelled holding up their drinking glasses.'. She was placed directly in his lap, drinking as well. Steve watched in jealous how she was moving in Thor's lap probably making him hard.

"Steve are you okay? You're staring mighty hard." Emma rubbed his hand but he moved back not taking his eyes off Y/N.

"I'm alright."

Y/N went from drinking with Thor to letting guys lick alcohol from between her breast to dancing with any random guy on the dance floor. Steve watched it all.

"Woah calm down big guy, you're going to break the glass."Bucky patted his back taking Steve out of his trance.

"I'm not, I just..." Steve sigh taking a sip of his alcohol. "I want to kill every guy that touches her Bucky but she isn't mine anymore and Y/N knows what she's doing."

"You don't go with Emma right?" Bucky sat down beside him. Steve scoff drowning the rest of his drink. "She's obsessed with me and I don't want her. I want and desire Y/N."

Being the good best friend he is, Bucky gave him advice. "Go get your girl back man. You love and miss her dearly so get a shot of something strong then fuck the shit out of her. It's a really simple plan."

Steve narrowed his eyes at him, "She doesn't want anything to do with me Bucky."

"You don't know that."Bucky slid him a shot of something that he didn't recall. "Now go get your girl back."

Without second thoughts, Steve took the shot then got up from the bar going over to Y/N on the dance floor. Bucky watched him like a proud parent.

Steve clenched his jaw seeing her ass grind against another dude's package. "Y/N let's go." Y/N stopped dancing, tilting her head.

"What? Steve what are you doing??"

"You're leaving with me."Steve grabbed her hand but the guy she was dancing with grabbed her waist.

"I think it's pretty obvious that the woman doesn't want to leave with you." He said but Y/N looked at him confused too because who was he to take up for her. She didn't even know who he was. Y/N pulled his hand off her waist, "Uhh excuse me sir, you don't have anything to do with this so hush."

"I was just trying to help you bitch." He pushed Y/N which Steve didn't tolerate. Without thinking, Steve punched him. Y/N gasp, covering her mouth.

Steve leaned down to him on the floor,"Disrespect my girl and I won't hesitate to give you another black eye." He stood up grabbing Y/N arm dragging her out of the party to the balcony. "This why I don't like you wearing this without me Y/N."

"You just punched some guy and you're worried about what I'm wearing?!? You just embarrassed me, Steve!" Y/N snatched away from him, angry.

"Embarrassed you? Y/N you've been showing your ass all night like I wasn't there." Steve creased his brow, raising his voice a bit.

"Steve we aren't together!!! I'm single! Get that through your head!"Y/N was now yelling at him. Steve shook his head.

"You're not single Y/N. You're mine." He grabbed her waist pulling her closer to him. Y/N wasn't going down that easy, she pushed against his strong chest but his grip stayed firm.

"Steve we broke up! I can do whatever the fuck I want!"

The couple stared into each other eyes, the way Steve looked at Y/N sent chills down her spine."I will hurt any guy that looks at you or even tries to touch you. Every part of you belongs to me Y/N." He kissed down her neck, knowing exactly where her sweet spot was.

"Do you understand me?"

Y/N moaned out in pleasure, running her hands through his hair. "Y-Yes."

Steve's large hand smacks against her ass. "Yes, what?"

"Yes, Daddy."

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Y'all this took me too damn long to write lmaoo

I don't really like it but oh well.

I should've written smut but my head hurt too damn bad to write anymore. To my girl @kalopsia-flaneur, here's your possessive steve. I hope you like it cause ya girl attempted it.

stay slutty my friends.

[call-me-sammy]

About Walnuts... or something

Matt Murdock crackfic

Word count: 1444

This was great. Perfect. Awesome. Just what he needed right now.

With a sigh, Matt shed off his jacket, dropping it to the ground next to him. The crack of his neck echoed through the alleyway he’d been forced to back into, as he briefly warmed himself up for the upcoming fight.

Fucking kingpin and his stupid goons. They’ve always had a shit sense for timing. Fuck them and their habit of ruining his good mood.

He raised his fists. The scarf he was always carrying with himself since the last time he had to act quickly without his suit (he’d learned from his mistakes, mind you) was now dangling around his head, covering his eyes and nose. Time to beat up some bad guys.

Five minutes later, with a nosebleed and a few bruises that would surely be a dark shade of purple by the time he got home, he kicked the last goon hard in the side. Not because it was necessary (he was already very much unconscious), but because, frankly, the guy was a dick.

He looked down on himself. Or rather, he dropped his chin to his chest and concentrated on taking in all his surroundings.

Now, the stench of blood all around him became obvious. Fuck, he hated the smell of it. It wasn’t his own blood for once, thankfully, but it was still on his hands. And his face. And clothes. On his shirt. On his white, button up shirt.

Awesome, another one of his good shirts ruined. It just had to be one of the button ups he always wore to work, didn’t it? Those goons had no respect for fashion (or sense for it either, considering what they were wearing). Did they have any idea how expensive good clothes could be??

He let out a huff as he kicked him again, this time in the face (just for good measure), before turning away and making his way back towards his apartment, casually picking up his jacket on the way and slinging it over his shoulder.

He’d have to go buy some new shirts.

--

“Hey, sorry, excuse me, could you help me find some, uh... walnuts...?”

He spoke the last word hesitantly, suddenly not entirely sure if he remembered correctly. He’d heard someone, somewhere, mention them being a good, ecofriendly substitute for detergent. For some reason, he had remembered that conversation today of all days, shortly after his afternoon fight, and he’d thought hey, why not try if it actually works? Doing good for nature and all, you know.

Now, he wasn’t entirely sure about it anymore though. Walnuts. It had been walnuts, right?

“I just need help finding them because I, uh-“

He waved towards his eyes, trying to explain to the Aldi employee why he needed her help.

“Well. I’m blind.”

Yes, she knows Matthew. You’re wearing toned glasses and you have a white cane with you. It’s pretty obvious.

The employee just shrugged. “I kinda figured. So, walnuts, yeah?”

“Yes. Walnuts. I need them for, uh. For washing.” He added dumbly, regretting it immediately. Now she was gonna think him a weirdo, great job Matthew. Who even used walnuts for washing, anyways?

“....and to eat them. Of course. Cause walnuts, uh, they make smart... from what I’ve heard. Uhm...”

He trailed off, as soon as his brain, helpful as ever, informed him he was only making it worse. Yeah, he could really use some “smart” now. Damn it, Matthew, get your shit together.

The girl didn’t even bat an eye, she just shook her head slightly and gently took him by the elbow, guiding him down an aisle.

“This way.”

“Oh, and I also need some new shirts? I got bloo- ...blond. Uh. Blond hairdye, on my shirt, because I was... dying my hair—“

He could’ve slapped himself. You have dark hair, Matthew.

She just rolled her eyes (not that he would’ve known) and got him to the clothing aisle next. Customers.

Five minutes later he stood outside of the Aldi again, clutching a bag of walnuts and a maxi pack of plain, white shirts. He also bought a glass of stracciatella yoghurt, cause he was hungry, and impulse buying’s a thing. Sue him, it just smelled good.

Now he didn’t even really need to wash his old shirt anymore since he had new ones, but he was still gonna do it. He was curious now, if it was really gonna work.

Back at home he dumped all of the new shirts plus the old, stained one straight into his washing machine, then put a few of the walnuts in a sock and after a second of hesitation, just threw it in there too. He started the machine, turned away and then just forgot about it for the next couple hours.

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“Damn, I’m gonna be late again, damn it damn— Foggy, hey!”

He almost crashed into his friend, while hurrying down the corridor as fast as he could while still trying to look like a normal blind guy.

“Christ, Matt, you gotta slow down or you’re gonna break your neck running into someone, man. Where were you? You’re almost late again, and— oh Jesus, what are you wearing?”

Even without seeing it, Matt could feel Foggy's horrified stare on him. Or, rather, on his shirt.

“What's wrong with what I’m wearing?”

“Fuck, Matt, is that blood?”

Foggy's voice was a harsh whisper. He pulled Matt into an empty room, pulling the door close behind them.

Matt sighed. With his luck, out of all the shirts he just had to pick the old one, didn’t he?

“No, it’s-“

“Matt. Stop bullshitting. Man, what did you think wearing an obviously bloodstained shirt to work? Are you insane?”

“Is it really that bad?”

“Yes, it is! Can’t you, like... smell it or some shit?”

Matt was growing increasingly annoyed. He crossed his arms over his chest. As if this was his fault. Stupid walnuts.

“No I can, normally, but I washed it. It just smells like soap now. No blood.”

“So what, you just threw a bloody shirt into the washing machine without doing anything else with it before?”

“Yeah, why, what should I have done with it? Isn't just washing enough?”

Foggy shook his head, incredulous.

“Geez, how are you so clueless about all of this? Wasn’t your dad a boxer? You need to wash the blood out first, with cold water, and then treat it with lemon juice or vinegar or something before actually washing it. It won't wash out completely if you don't, man. I feel like you should know that by now.”

“...wait, how do you know all of this?”

Foggy shrugged.

“Had to listen to one of Karen's rants about it.”

“And why would Karen know that much about washing out blood? I thought I was the one beating up people here.”

Foggy gave him a disappointed look, the words “you gotta be kidding me” basically radiating off of him.

“...she’s a girl, Matthew.”

“Yes, I know that, thank you, but why— ...oh. Right.”

“Jesus, Matt, I thought lawyers were supposed to be smart. But you’re just one hell of a dumbass, seriously..”

He shook his head and pulled Matt's jacket closer together over his chest to cover more of the stains.

“...c‘mon, let's just go to my place real quick. It’s closer, but we’ll still be late though. Well, better be late than have our new clients see you wearing that. Would give one hell of a first impression, that's for sure.”

Matt only hummed in response and was about to walk out again, when Foggy held him back.

“What did you wash it with, anyways? Smells a bit funny.”

Matt had noticed too, of course, but it just smelled a bit different from his usual detergent. There was nothing wrong with it. Not really.

“Oh, uh, with Walnuts.”

There was a short pause.

“....with walnuts? Why would you- what? ...Why?”

“I think I heard someone talk about it once? How it’s more ecofriendly and better for nature and all. Just thought I’d give it a try.”

He shrugged, and then grew more and more concerned and confused when Foggy didn’t respond. Then, after a good five second pause, he burst out laughing so hard that Matt actually flinched.

“Soapnuts, Matt, they’re called soapnuts! Not fucking walnuts, soapsnuts!”

Foggy was laughing so hard he was close to tears, wheezing breaths in and out.

Matt on the other hand was blushing hard in embarrassment. Oh god.

“Oh. I thought they said- I didn’t know-“

Foggy just hugged him briefly, a single tear running down his cheek.

“Fuck, Karen is gonna love this!”

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About a week later, Matt received a package. No sender, just his adress and the word “walnuts” written on it in black ink.

When he opened it, he found a wooden corset inside. Made out of walnuts. (He looked damn good in it.)

@tallbisexualwantstobeloved @whumpdoyoumean @do-androids-dream-ao3acc

Note: alright folks, what you here see is a weird crack fic me and three other people wrote, just for fun. The idea came from a dumb joke and a, admittedly, pretty weird but hilarious conversation, and somehow we decided to make a challenge out of it? So all of us wrote a fic for it. You can find them here, here, and here. I really recommend reading them cause frankly they’re pretty hilarious XD

Thanks for reading!

[lovemalecforever]

Chapter 11

A Reunion to Cherish

Alec woke up to the sound of the television playing in the stillness of their home. He blinked a few times to adjust to the brightness. When he was back in his senses he realized that they fell asleep on the couch while watching the movie and his warlock was sound asleep making his chest as a pillow. A blanket was covering both of their torsos. He looked around and realized it was around midnight.

Reaching for the remote, he switched off the television then tried to move his warlock without disturbing his sleep but failed in doing so. He sighed then reached for his stele and activated his strength and flexibility runes, then carefully wrapped his warlock in his arms, picked him up, and went to their bedroom.

He placed him on the bed, then got on the bed and wrapped his arms around Magnus' waist tightly, cuddling as close as possible, feeling the warmth of their bodies which he knew will miss the next few days. With that in mind, he dozed off within minutes.

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Alec woke up with the feeling of the most gentle feathery touch around his temples, he bit the inside of his cheeks to suppress his smile knowing really well what his warlock's doing. Even though he knows it's wrong to let Magnus think he's sleeping whenever he plays with his hair, he always loves it whenever his warlock does that. But this time he wants to be a tease.

"Love doing that with my hair?" He said in a husky and sleepy voice, eyes still closed.

Alec slowly opened his eyes slowly only to find a deep red blush creeping on that beautiful makeup-ridden face. He smiled helplessly, that was the most beautiful sight he had ever woken up to.

Magnus quickly buried his face in the pillow, too embarrassed to say anything when he felt a tender touch and a gentle kiss around his neck.

"Morning, love," Alec said in a rough morning voice. When Magnus didn't respond, he tried again. "Don't feel embarrassed, Magnus. It's okay. And honestly, I liked it."

"How do you know?" Magnus asked, face still buried in the pillow.

"Know what?"

"That I'm feeling... embarrassed." He whispered.

A light smile crept on Alec's face as he stroked his soft black hair and whispered in his husband's ears, "It's written all over your face, Mags." Then kissed him on the nape of his neck.

Magnus raised his head from the pillow then looked at his husband who had pure love and reassurance filled in his eyes. "Not fair, Alexander." He pouted.

"Hello, there!" Alec smiled and locked their lips in a soft, gentle yet passionate kiss. They broke their kiss after some time and Alec wrapped his arms around his warlock tightly. Magnus was happy to oblige but confused as well.

"Don't you have to be at the institute?"

"Not today, as I have to leave for New York. Cat and Madzie will be here at 11 o'clock, we'll leave from here only."

"Oh!"

Alec looked at the clock only to find that it's just 8 in the morning. He looked at his husband whose face was now filled with longing and hurt. He sighed knowing that look really well. Scooting closer, he left a feather-light over his temple.

"Hey... I know what you're thinking. I can't force the thoughts out of your mind, but I can reassure you that I'm going to be completely fine. Please, don't worry about it, about me. I love you and you know that. I'm going to miss you." He said and gently pecked his lips.

Magnus gave him a light smile. He knew Alec had promised him that he wouldn't go on any hunts, but the feeling of losing him while he was away was building up strongly in his chest. He didn't know what this feeling was, couldn't put his hands on it, but it seemed like something bad is about to happen. But he didn't want to ruin the moment they were in.

"I know, I'll miss you too. Now, you go get freshen up while I start preparing breakfast." He was about to get up when Alec grabbed him and made him lay down on the bed again, snuggling close to him.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Umm... Alexander, breakfast..."

"That can wait! We still have time, Mags. I want to spend time with you, cuddle with you as much as I can before leaving. So you're not getting out of this bed anytime soon. Now, come here!" Alec ordered and who was Magnus to say no to his shadowhunter. He simply nodded, snuggled closer, and buried his head in his husband's chest.

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It was around 10:30 in the morning, the husbands were in their kitchen preparing breakfast and Alec was all ready to leave for New York. Magnus prepared a pancake with caramel and chocolate syrup and hot chocolate with marshmallows dipped in it for his shadowhunter; one of Alec's favorite, and a simple pancake with chocolate syrup and hot coffee for himself. They were eating their breakfast when their doorbell rang. Magnus waved his hand to open the door.

Before either of them could greet their guests, a soft voice echoed their whole house.

"Maaagnus!! Aaallec!" Madzie ran towards their living room calling their names loudly again and again while Catarina was walking behind her smiling at the little ones' excitement.

Alec and Magnus walked out of their kitchen to greet the little package of excitement.

"Hey, sweet pea!" Magnus bent down to hug his favorite warlock then picked her in his arms.

"Maaagnus! I've missed you!" She said enthusiastically.

"I've missed you too, sweet pea!" He said and rubbed their nose softly, making her giggle.

Alec was standing there listening to their interaction with a wide smile as his husband had a look of genuine happiness after a long time.

"Aalleec!" She said while outstretching her hands towards Alec.

"Hey, my favorite sorceress!" He walked towards them and pecked her on the cheeks, making her giggle again.

"Aalec, you stay too please, we will all party and enjoy." She said in a sweet and pleading voice.

Alec looked over at Magnus and Catarina, then spoke softly. "I wish I could, sweet pea. Your Mom and I have some important work to complete and we'll party once I'm back. Okay?"

"Okay." She said in a sad voice.

"Hey sweet pea, don't get upset. We both will enjoy and party," Magnus said while swaying her in his arms, then whispered to her, "and your Mom won't be here to make complaints, neither Alec, we'll enjoy and party every day."

"I heard that Bane!" Catarina said sharply.

Magnus looked at her then to his husband who raised his eyebrows at him, clearly showing that he heard that too.

"I better not find this home covered with glitter when I'll be back, or I swear I'm gonna make you clean that without using your magic!" Alec said in an authoritative voice.

"Why are you both taking my class!? I don't break rules or make a mess!" Magnus protested.

Alec and Catarina exchanged a look then looked at Magnus making him gulp with nervousness, while someone was enjoying this a lot.

"Hey! Stop laughing sweet pea." Magnus put her down on the floor. "We've prepared your room, go and have a look at it, you know where your room is!" Madzie ran towards her temporary room leaving the three adults in the living room.

"Come on now, don't give me that looks both of you!"

Alec and Catarina sighed in unison.

"You better not spoil Mads behind my back, Bane!" Catarina said and hugged Magnus finally.

"Trust me, I won't! By the way, what's that?" He said, pointing towards a huge bag Catarina was carrying.

"Oh, That. Clave requested some ancient books. I don't know the reason though." She looked at Alec to take over.

Alec was confused at first but quickly understood that it was the book they will be needing for the ritual.

"Even I don't know, Jia's the only one who has information regarding this. She said she'll give the information at the time of the meeting itself." Alec said praying to the angels that Magnus will buy it and Thankfully, he did.

"Oh! All right. How long are you both gone, though?"

"2-3 days max," Alec answered.

"Alec, we should leave now. It's time." Catarina said knowing that the sooner they'll get this done, the better.

Alec nodded in response, then Catarina opened the portal for them. Alec gave Magnus a quick goodbye kiss, before stepping through the portal.

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The portal opened in front of the institute's gate, and they stepped out of it. Alec took in the scent of a familiar environment he was inhaling after a long time. It was only Izzy and Simon who knew about his visit to New York, for everyone else it's going to be a little surprise.

"I'll go to my apartment here and check more about it," she raised the book she was holding "and you go meet your family. Call me when this needs to be done while I finish my other business in the meantime."

Alec took a deep breath and nodded. "Thank you for your help, Cat. It means a lot."

Catarina gave him a warm smile and left. Now it's all on Alec. He took a few deep breaths then knocked on the door of the institute. He expected Izzy to open the door as she knew about his arrival but when the gate opened, the reaction of the other person was priceless and worth witnessing.

"ALEC! Wha... how... oh god!" Jace stuttered which was unlikely of him and hugged his Parabatai tightly, having a warm glow of happiness in his mismatched eyes.

"J... Jace! I can't breathe!" Alec tried to speak while trying to loosen the grip his Parabatai held him in. "J... Jace!"

"Sorry! Sorry! It's been a long time, bro!"

"I'm aware, now can I come in, or I'm not allowed anymore!?" He teased, earning a smack on the head from his Parabatai.

He glared at him then they walked into the Institute. As soon as they entered he heard a loud scream and shook his head.

"JACE HERONDALE! WHERE THE HELL DID YOU DISAPPEARED!?"

He exchanged a look with Jace as he entered the orbs' hall noticing the change in the place that happened over the years.

"Can you not shout at me and ruin my day, Izzy!" Jace said, slightly annoyed with his sister.

"Care to expla- ALEC!" She squealed and ran towards her brother, hugging him tightly.

"Did you forget that I'm coming, Miss Head of the Institute?"

"Well..."

Alec looked down at his sister, noticing mischief in her eyes, and he smacked her lightly on the back of her head. "Someone's that busy!?"

"Ow! Hey!"

He looked down at her while having a bright grin then kissed her on top of the head.

Jace was looking at them, mouth agape with a priceless expression on his face yet again.

"Izzy! You knew he was coming?"

The siblings broke their hug and looked at Jace.

"Yeah, I knew."

"Where are the others?" Alec interrupted, not wanting them to argue over something this small.

"Si is at his apartment, Clary is in the training room, Mom and Luke will be here in an hour, Max by evening, but Dad won't be able to come. I tried but he was busy. Catarina?"

He sighed. "At her apartment, running errands while I talk to you all. I hope dad can make it too."

Izzy gave him a reassuring smile while Jace listened to their conversation, a deep frown forming on his forehead.

"Okay, what is going on? Alec, why didn't your husband tagged along with you this time and why is everyone coming here!?"

Alec looked at his Parabatai then to his sister then to him again and sighed heavily before speaking. "Because there is something I want to talk about which needs all of your presence!"

[thewritepages]

The Diary of the Older Collegiate (#TheFreshman Series) (3)

Synopsis : Annabelle Green is somewhat in a situation no thirty year woman would want to find herself in : (Un) Happily divorced, childless and with a job worth peanuts and migraine. The downward spiral of her life doesn't seem to end anytime soon until her sister reminds her of her most cherished dream.

College.

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

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MAY 10, 2019

10.30 A.M.

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Who was I kidding? It's Katrina Green we're talking about here. She never forgets.

I wish I could say that the entire college discussion ended in the attic itself, but all my hopes vanished when she dumped an entire stack of college applications right in the middle of the breakfast table.

I folded the morning newspaper and looked at her steadily. "Kat, I thought we were done with this."

"Done? Girl, we are just getting started! "She sat down on one of the chairs, puffing out air from her cheeks. "I did promise that I'd get you into college, right? Luckily, most of the decent ones – "she pointed towards the stack "- have extended the dates to a few days longer. If you hurry, you'll be able to apply to most of them."

"Honey, what is all this?" My mother enters the kitchen, looking confused. "Are you planning some sort of a college reunion?"

"Mom, Anna's decided to join college!"

My eyes grew wide. "What? Kat -!"

Mom was too stunned to speak. There is pin drop silence in the room. Suddenly, her eyes fill with tears. Panic fills my entire being.

"Mom! Mom, this is all just a big –"

"Oh! My darling!" she engulfs me into a tight hug, leaving me breathless. She breaks away with a huge, watery smile on her face. "I'm so proud of you! I've always regretted that you've let go of all you've dreamed of, just for ...that boy."

My parents never really liked Lucas all that much. I've always sensed that they felt obligated to tolerate him, just for me.

"Mom, you do realize that I'm no longer an eighteen year old, right? I'm. Too. Old. For. This."

"Oh, hush." She waved her hand dismissively. "There are plenty of open uni –"

"OPEN UNIVERSITY? NO WAY!" My sister's voice booms from the other end of the table. "You are not going to spend your long treasured college days in some boring, grumpy, soulless dump! I've seen your SAT score – "

"My twelve year old SAT score, you mean." She ignores my jibe.

"- and they were pretty impressive. You can easily get into a good university with the full package- manicured lawns, huge campus, frat houses and so much more. In fact-"she picks up the brochure on the top of the application pile, "I've already selected one for you."

I look at the brochure she picked. Lancaster University.

"Wait, isn't this the one –"

"The only university you applied to, back in the years. " My sister finished the thought.

I blink away the impending tears.

"You got accepted back then, do you know that?" My mom said, looking at the brochure with hope. "By the time the letter came in, you had already moved in with him."

"I-I should've thought better, right? " I whispered, bowing my head down low.

"You still can, Annie," my sister hugged me.

A small ray of hope flickered inside me.

Really, is it possible?

No.

I stomped out all the irrational thoughts from my head. "They'd never accept a 30 year old. I don't see any programs for older students –"

"But they haven't mentioned of any particular age limit either." –I opened my mouth in protest – "Come on now. What's the worst that could happen? You'd get rejected. It's worth a shot."

I looked on from my mom to my sister. Both of them nodded their heads encouragingly.

Suddenly, an idea popped into my head. "I need to talk to Dad first." Dad was a sucker for social reputation and rules, he would never approve of this.

It seems that Kat realized the same thing, for she shook her head and was about to protest. However, Mom beat her to it.

"Yes, of course, you should talk to your father about this."

Kat looked at her, surprised. "Mom, she's thirty! She doesn't need Dad's permission anymore."

"I'm not asking her to get his permission Katrina," my mom asserts firmly. Kat slinks back immediately.

Mom's scary when she's pissed. "I'd just like her to ask her dad how he feels about this. The ultimate decision is, of course, yours." She gives Kat a warning glance.

"Yeah, of course it is," Kat mumbles quietly.

My decision.

All my life, I've always lived to the decisions of others- first my father, then Lucas. But now, finally, I get a decision of my own.

What am I supposed to do about it?

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MAY 11, 2019

1.30 A.M.

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The little 'talk' with Dad wasn't that insightful after all. Surprisingly, he thinks the entire college idea is brilliant.

"Dad, don't you think it's a bit...untraditional?"

"It may be untraditional, or in your modern language, 'weird', but not everything in our family is exactly...conventional, now is it?" Dad ruffles his more-salt-than-pepper hair, baby blue eyes twinkling behind his spectacles.

I understood the implication of his words. His older daughter gets knocked up by her longtime boyfriend, and the younger one runs away with a pauper at eighteen and gets divorced twelve years later, childless and penniless.

Doesn't exactly fit the traditional title.

"Yeah, that's true, but- "

"So, I don't see how college is a bad idea. Unless, of course, " he peers at me, "you are not inclined towards the idea. I know how persuasive your sister can be."

"No! I'm not completely against it or anything." I squirm under Dad's steady gaze. "It just feels so...strange considering I'd be more than a decade older than my classmates. I'll be the laughing stock of the batch."

My father sits up straight, glaring at me. "Annabelle Clover Green," – Ugh. Why Clover? - "Are you backing out because of... fear?"

Oh crap. Lieutenant Colonel Green is officially pissed off.

"Dad-"

"I cannot believe this. The daughter of Boston Officer Green, putting off her dream because of a bunch of puny adolescents?"

"Dad-"

"I can tolerate anything in my house, anything but fear!"

"Dad-"

"Even when you gave up everything and went after...that boy, I was never too disappointed in you." He took off his spectacles, "You were clearly taking the wrong decision, yes, but I was happy that you had the guts to risk it all for love."

I opened my mouth. And closed it again.

"Do whatever you want to do, Anna, "he says, "But don't back off it because you're scared of what the others will say."

So, yeah, that's how it ended.

Tomorrow I'll be off to my ex-husband's place to pick up my stuff. My stomach turns just at the thought of facing him again. I hope I'll make through it.

Kat somehow convinced me to take her along too. She swears she won't cause trouble- But I smell disaster already.

Another sleepless night lies ahead. Sigh.

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A/N : Hi there, thank you for taking the time to read my new diary styled new ChickLit series:

"The Diaries of an Older Collegiate"(#TheFreshman).

If this chapter ignited an interest for this series, please let me know by reblogging or sending me a message. It helps a lot and keeps me motivated. Till then stay healthy :) Love and Kisses, D <3

[askthetotallynotsquad]

if rich and Jeremy won't have a fun and chill hangout can Brooke and Michael have a fun and chill hangout??

Jeremy: well I’m sorry I don’t want to get shipped with HIM-

Brooke: oooo okay!

Michael: brookeeee we can watch hallmark

Brooke: of course!

Rich: okay I'll leave now but Jeremy I'm low-key offended

Michael: Brooke lets go to my epic house

Brooke: I’ve never been to your house! This should be fun!!

Michael: my mothers will be very excited I’m finally bringing a girl over

Brooke: oooo! I’d love to meet them!

Michael: you should be very scared

Brooke: well I bet they’re very nice

Michael: they’re too nice

-when they get to Michael’s house??-

Brooke: *walks in* ooooo it’s very pretty!

Michael: mOMS I HAVE A FRIEND OVER

Michael’s mom pt. 1: is it jeremy again?

Michael: no mom it’s not jeremy again

Brooke: it’s an actual girl!

Michael’s mom pt. 1: wAIT I THOUGHT YOU WERE GAY? AND DATING JEREMY?

Michael: mom I swear to god it’s my friend Brooke

Brooke: and I’m lesbian!-

Michael: ok we’re gonna go like- watch a movie? in my room? bye mother *wwwalks to the basement door*

Brooke: your room is H U G E!

Michael: yeah- the only other person who’s ever been in my room has been jeremy and my moms- and that’s it- so you’re speciallll?

Brooke: ooooo! So, what movie do you want to watchhhh?

Michael: uh- I dunno- what movies are you into

Brooke: hmmmmmm I like love stories- but I like horror too! But anything works!

Michael: yooo what about hairspray

Brooke: oh yes! I’m so down to watch that- only!, if we can sing

Michael: of course what kind of weirdo wouldn’t

-in the middle of the movie-

Brooke: *is singing and dancing to Mama I’m a big girl now*

Michael: cAST BROOKE AS EVERYONE IN HAIRSPRAY

Brooke: *actually dying of laughter*

Michael: wOO

Brooke: where’s your bathroom *still laughing* I might pee myself!

Michael: shoot don’t do that that’s groSS

Brooke: well where’s your bathroom? *laughing ha*

Michael: up the stairs- the door is like- next to the kitchen table

Brooke: okay! I’ll be right back! *runs upstairs and accidentally bumps in the Michael’s mom pt.1* oh my gosh I’m so sorry!

Michael’s mom pt. 1: sooo... are you dating my son?

Brooke: oh! Nononono

Michael’s mom pt. 1: are you sure? I hear a lot of noise coming from down there

Brooke: *almost laughs* I was singing from the movie we were watching- and besides and respect all facts that he is dating Jeremy

Michael’s mom pt. 1: that’s what I said to my boyfriend in high school when actually I was gay and cheating on him with a girl

Brooke: o-oh- well I’m not dating your son, he is very nice tho

Michael’s mom pt. 1: hmmmm.. *shuffles away*

Brooke: okay then- *uses the bathroom and walks back to the Michael’s room and sits next to him* your mom thinks we’re dating-

Michael: *the movie ended so now he’s playing epic™️ video games* but I’m dating my boyfriend-?

Brooke: that’s what I said- she said she “heard noises”

Michael: the fuck??

Brooke: exactly??

Michael: ughhh my mom is an idiot *plays some epic minecraft*

Brooke: I bet she hears noises when Jeremy is here *laughs*

Michael: obviously he’s so hot

Brooke: *slowly claps*

Michael: *hahahahaha giggles uwu* *epic minecrafting* do you wanna like- play Minecraft with me?

Brooke: sure! And do you mind if I sleepover? It’s so boring at my house

Michael: oh sure as long as my mom doesn’t think we’ll do the do’s *casually gives Brooke an epic controller*

Brooke: why the hell-

Michael: she’s a weirdo

Brooke: this is gonna be my first sleepover!! * v excited*

Michael: should you like uh- call your parents? I dunno that’s what jeremy always does-

Brooke: oh- right! *calls up her parents*

-after Brooke calls her parents-

Brooke: they said I could as long as we don’t do the do’s-

Michael: iM GAY

Brooke: IM LESBIAN

Michael: uGH *jumps onto his bed face first*

Brooke: do you need another Brooke talk?

Michael: *hhhis voice is muffled bc his face is in a pillow oop* mmaybe

Brooke: *sits in his bed and pats the michael* anything I can help with?

Michael: I don’t know Brooke- life is g ross

Brooke: very true, very true

Michael: I just don’t know anymore and that’s disgusting

Brooke: I think I have something to slightly help, c’mon *sits him up*

Michael: *epically fixes his glasses* hhhhuh

Brooke: *takes out le face mask they use every time they hang out*

Michael: OHMYGOD TRENDY VSCO GIRL TIME

Brooke: *laughs* knew it would make you happy! *gives him le package*

Michael: *b ecomes trendy vsco girl*

Brooke: squad goals! Oop be careful! *puts his hair back so it’s doesn’t touch the mask*

Michael: I look so damn hot all the guys will be after me

Brooke: jeremy would be drooling at this point

Michael: yes he would be more attracted to me than his dolphins

Brooke: oh definitely

-10 minuets later-

Brooke: Michael, why did we do this- *is in pain trying to take it off*

Michael: because pain is beauty or something *casually takes off the vsco girl face mask bc epic gamer moment*

Brooke: and this is why you’re my friend- Wait no- best friend!

Michael: I’m honored *bows awkwardly oop*

Brooke: you are an actual goofball

Michael: thank you very much kind maiden

Brooke: you are very welcome kind sir

Michael: ew it’s getting late

Brooke: you can go to sleep if you want

Michael: ew don’t creep around if I do

Brooke: nah I’m probably going to sleep now too- goodnight michaelllllll *lays down on the couch*

Michael: sleep well fair maiden

Brooke: same to you kind sir

Michael: *s leep yeehaw*

Brooke: *sleep..ha*

Morning: hello I’m arrive

Michael: *awoken*

Brooke: *still sleep*

Michael: *epically plays Minecraft on his phone bc he doesn’t wanna awoke Brooke oop*

Brooke: I heard Minecraft *awake v fast*

Michael: o h- it’s on my phoneee?

Brooke: oh...sorry *awkwardly laughs*

Michael: you can play on the tv if you want to *gestures to the epic tv*

Brooke: n-no it’s okay..

Michael: uh- are you okay??

Brooke: yeah!

Michael: okay cool beans *epically minecrafts*

Brooke: *walks over and hugs the michael* I don’t know what’s going on but I felt the need to do this-

Michael: oh that’s fine I like hugs I’m so damn cold all the time *hugs the Brooke ùwú*

Brooke: *laughs* Same

Michael: ugh squad goals

Brooke: what time should I go home?

Michael: whenever- I don’t know

Brooke: *falls off the bed* ouch

Michael: yoooo are you okay??

Brooke: I’m good-

Michael: rrrrad

Brooke: eeeepic

Michael: yooo I wanna be an egirl

Brooke: oooo! I can do your makeup! *runs to her bag and take out this like huge makeup bag thing*

Michael: make me a hot egirl I need to do the hip thing with the skirt

Brooke: I’ll try my best!

-when Brooke finishes doing his makeup??-

Brooke: aaaaand done! Go look

Michael: *l ooks in a mirror??* iM SO HOT HOLY SHIT I NEED A SKIRT NOW I BET I OWN ONE *ddigs through his closet*

Brooke: why would you own a skirt-

Michael: because Jeremy

Brooke: makes sense

Michael: I found it be right back sister *ggggoes to the bathroom to become egirl™️*

Brooke: oh no

Michael: iM AN EGIRL *trips down the stairs* sHIT IM FINE

Brooke: you look so hot oh my god!! Sis, we need to send a picture to Jeremy!

Michael: my phone is on my bed take a picture sister

Brooke: *takes a picture and sends it to jeremy* he’s gonna love this!

Michael: I’m so attractive right now holy lord

Brooke: *claps*

Michael: has he responded yet

Brooke: he said “Brooke what did you do to my boy”

Michael: iM A BIG KID NOW- ohmygod I want heels *runs upstairs to steal his mom’s heels oop*

Brooke: Jeremy is gonna kill you

Michael: *returns* jeremy can suck an egg

Brooke: Michael calm down he’s your boyfriend-

Michael: if we’re being honest he’s sometimes an idiot

Brooke: I mean- true, yes very true

Michael: he’s a very cute idiot

Brooke: *facetimes Jeremy on the Michael’s phone* HI JERRYYYYYY

Jeremy: BROOKE WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM

Michael: jEREMY LOOK IM AN EGIRL

Jeremy: MICHAEL WH- Wait you look really hot oh my god

Michael: JEREMY IS HORNY SOUND THE ALARM

Jeremy: MICHAEL WHY THE HELL- NO

Michael: Jeremy dont try to deny it you know I’m right

Jeremy: STOP

Michael: whyyyy

Jeremy: it’s too hot

Michael: *;)*

Jeremy: *hangs up*

Michael: he’s no fun

Brooke: then why do you date him? *eating a banana*

Michael: because I love him

Brooke: makes sense- want a banana

Michael: nah it’ll mess up my epic egirl look

Brooke: should I make myself an egirl or a soft thing

Michael: what about vsco

Brooke: omg yes!!

-when Brooke finished her vsco outfit-

Brooke: how do I look?

Michael: Chloe could never

Brooke: I should call her!! *calls up the Chloe*

Chloe: Brooke I’m trying to sleep- oH MY GOD YOU LOOK LIKE MY SISTER (apparently Chloe has a sister now)

Brooke: IM TRENDY AND MICHAEL IS AN E-GIRL

Chloe: why do you two always do the dumbest things?? why an egirl?? where did he get the idea to be an egirl??

Brooke: he wanted Jeremy to be horny I don’t know

Chloe: wow kinky- well you two like have fun- since you woke me up I gotta watch my sister now and make sure she doesn’t like- die from too many scrunchies byeee *hangs up djsksn*

Brooke: she didn’t say I love you! How rude

Michael: uGH I’m suing her

Brooke: I am so sad now *falls onto the bed*

Michael: oh noooo whatever will I do *pats the brooke*

Brooke: *fake cries*

Michael: would going out and getting food in our new hip outfits help?

Brooke: HELL YES- LETS GO! *runs upstairs and bumps into the Michael’s mom pt.1 & pt.2* oh hello!

Michael: *runs up the stairs slower bc heels suck egg*

Michael’s mom pt. 1: what is happening

Michael’s mom pt. 2: Michael did you steal my shoes AGAIN?

Brooke: Michael take those off- those are a pain to walk in and if you fall I’ll just say “I told you so”

Michael: nO THEY MAKE ME LOOK HOT AND I WANNA BE TALL

Michael’s mom pt. 2: if you break your ankle I’m not paying the hospital bill *sashays off with Michael’s mom pt. 1*

Brooke: Michael you are a pain sometimes

Michael: I’m aware- it adds to my personality *wwwalks to the epic gamer car*

Brooke: okay then *gets in the car*

Michael: ok where are we off to

Brooke: can we go to Chloe’s house first- I need to get something

Michael: alrighty then *skrt skrts over to Chloe’s house*

Brooke: *runs to the door and knocks* answerrr

Chloe: *epically answers the door* what- oh hi brooke

Brooke: hi! *runs up to le Chloe’s room and takes a hoodie and leaves* thanks! Love you! *gets back in the car*

Michael: okay we good? because like I wanna get chipotle

Brooke: yeah let’s go

Michael: *skrt skrts over to chipotle* mY HOME

Brooke: *walks into epic chipotle with the Michael*

Random lady: awe you two make a perfect couple!

Michael: oh my god shut up lady I’m gay

Lady: *looks at brooke* I understand that you are trans, it’ll be okay, you’ll pass so well as a boy *leaves*

Brooke: wait wha-

Michael: why can’t I have a friend without people thinking I’m dating them gOD

Brooke: seriously-

-at le Brooke’s House bc that’s where they went after??-

Brooke: now we can chill at my house!

Michael: radddd *epically fixes his glasses*

Brooke’s little sister: oooooo is this your boyfrienddddd

Michael: *>:(* eVEN CHILDREN *angrily spins with his epic egirl skirt*

Brooke: no it’s not, I have a girlfriend! *bring Michael in her room and locks the door* sorry about her, she’s really annoying

Michael: if we’re being honest, almost everyone today has been annoying

Brooke: except for you! Anyways, what do you want to do? We could just order pizza or sushi and chillax

Michael: I dunno uh- we can like- watch a horror movie-? and eat food? that sounds rad I guess

Brooke: okie dokie! I’ll go eat some snacks! *runs downstairs*

Brooke’s sister: sooooo, who are you?

Michael: I’m a person. Who are you?

Brooke’s sister: I’m a human who breathes air. So if you’re not her boyfriend are you gay or something

Michael: if I’m not her boyfriend that automatically makes me gay? Wow rude

Brooke’s sister: never said that but go off! *walks away*

Brooke: I’m ba!- *gets tripped by her rude sister* ow..

Michael: ew your sister is like a vsco fetus *helps Brooke up bc she fell apparently???*

Brooke: ugh I hate you (insert sisters name) *walks into her room* thanks Michael

Michael: haha yeah I’m super epic

Brooke: *hugs the michael and doesn’t let go....Brooke is having a sad moment*

Michael: is something wrong?? *pat pat*

Brooke: she doesn’t leave me aloneeeeee *sob*

Michael: it’s okay-? I’m the worst at this- *pppat*

Brooke: it’s okay *smiles at the michael*

Michael: ccccool *aaaawkward level 100*

Brooke: Michael, why are you getting more awkward around me? If something is wrong you know you can tell me, or Jeremy

Michael: nonono it’s fine I’ve just been thinking over my actions a lot more and it’s making me kinda awkward? Ew I feel like such a jeremy

Brooke: you can go home if you want! You’ve been with me for over 24 hours- I would find myself annoying at this point

Michael: omg you’re not annoying- I’ll leave if you want me to

Brooke: nooooooo! We need to watch Little Shop of Horrors!

Michael: oH RAD

Brooke: *plops on bed*

Michael: *sits next to bbbbrooke*

Brooke: *le epicly falls asleep*

Michael: *pats the Brooke and starts to leave bc n ice dude- oops he bumps into Brooke sister*

Brooke’s sister: watch out (insert bad f word)!