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Holiday - BTS OT7 CEO AU Bonus Chapter 14.5

Sorry for being MIA my loves, life for the moment has calmed slightly, who knows what it has in store tomorow. Just a note, I'm no longer doing taglists as theyre too hard to keep up with and I am trying to avoid stress. Sorry about that I hope this goofy chapter makes up for it <3

4.6K words of the italy trip with the troublesome trio. Warnings: Smut, jealousy, sex implied as a weapon (for revenge), edging, possesive behavior, orgasm denial, money (yes this is a warning it made me swoon)

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THURSDAY

Seven hours into the flight was when what you dreaded happened. The private jet had wifi, and a part of you thought you were going to be safe from the older CEOs if they couldn’t reach you with your mobile on airplane mode, but when it rings thousands of miles in the air, your heart drops. The maknaes eyes all dart to the ringing device in your hand, as you contemplate answering it, but before you can make a decision, it's snatched from your hold.

“Good evening Hyung,” Taehyung answers smugly. You try reaching for it but he keeps it out of reach.

“Put it on speaker,” Jimin whispers, pressing his ear to the otherside of the phone while Jungkook holds you back from fighting them for it.

You don’t know what’s said on the other line but Taehyung’s eyes pierce through you, an almost villainous look on his face.

“We came to flower’s favourite place,” the smirk on his face is dangerous and you knew he wasn’t thinking clearly about the repercussions by taunting them.

“Tae,” you say warningly, holding your hand out for the phone, not that you would fare better with talking to them.

“We’d be waiting for you for a while Hyung,” he snickers cruelly, not a side of him you saw very often at all, but when there was a vendetta or score involved, it didn’t matter who it was up against, Taehyung would betray his own flesh and blood for revenge.

Okay, maybe that was a little far-fetched even in your own mind, but you remember the company sports day, the first and last, where your seemingly innocent boyfriend betrayed Jimin, his closest bestest friend/soulmate, to win, and no one saw it coming. There was a major fall out before everyone started betraying each other in the subsequent races and Namjoon decided that never again would the company have another competing event. The moral of the story? Never underestimate Kim Taehyung.

“We’ve decided to go on an impromptu holiday for the weekend.”

The grin on his face at whatever is said on the other line is nothing short of evil. He was going to get you killed with this, now you understood why the idiom was about being thrown under the bus, this felt like a damn car crash and you hadn’t even arrived at your destination. Maybe when you landed you could just fly back and apologise.

“Have a good weekend Hyung.”

He ends the call and passes you back your phone as if he hadn’t just declared world war three! Jungkook finally lets you go and stretches in the aisle, laughing with the other two while you bite your bottom lip nervously. They wouldn’t blame you if you said the maknaes had kidnapped you, would they?

Your phone rings in your hand again, this time with Yoongi’s caller ID, you quickly answer it before they notice, not even able to say hello before an angry voice greets you.

“Y/n where the fuck have they taken you?” Yoongi growls through the line.

“We’ve… I’ve,” you swallow down your nerves, “Italy…?”

You say it like a question that answers everything, but you really didn’t know how else to respond.

"Kitten, you just agreed to these brats? You didn't think to tell us first?"

“Yoongi,” you whine, “please don’t be mad, it’s just… they just-”

Your phone flies out of your hand, you were too focused on the call to notice the troublesome trio caught on.

“What-” you gasp, not realising straight away what had happened. “Jungkook! That’s my phone, give it back!”

But he doesn’t, even as you fight him for it. Instead he looks at you like he’s berating you for ruining their masterplans, holding it way above your head as you jump for it, trying to pull his arm down.

“I think we should hold onto this for a little while, bunny,” he says sternly, “you obviously can’t be trusted.”

“Jeon Jungkook give me back my phone,” you scowl.

“Nope,” his lips pop.

“Angel, the whole point in this revenge plot is to deny the Hyungs access to you, we can’t have you calling them, it defeats the point,” Jimin lectures you as if you were dense which only makes you scowl more.

“Oh they’ll have access,” Taehyung smirks, the evil glint in his eyes still present and unsatiated. “But only when we want them to.”

FRIDAY

Arriving at the apartment yesterday (if you could call it that it was more like a villa), quelled your worry over the others, it was too beautiful to think of anything else. When Taehyung told you they bought it, it took a while for your jaw to come off the ground. How they had done it in such a short amount of time you would never know, but the happy way they showed you around, holding you, soft kisses as you smiled, made you completely forget about the purpose of this visit, until of course they woke you up before the sunrise with needy kisses.

“It’s too early,” you whine incoherently, but somehow they understood you.

“Blame Mr mastermind,” Jimin yawns, although the way Jungkook’s undressing you has his bottom half stirring the rest of him awake.

“It has to be now if we want our gift to arrive on time,” Taehyung chuckles deeply, something akin to what you imagine a classic maniacal tv villain to sound like.

“Oh yes,” you scoff, “I forgot I’m just a means for revenge.” You always got caught in the middle of their rivalry, you just didn’t expect it to sting so much this time around, like you were being used. You try to go back to sleep, having had enough of this ridiculous childish behaviour, but Taehyung pulls you up by your arm until you're sitting upright in front of him.

“Our love for you flower,” he mumbles, pushing your hair out of your face, searching your face earnestly, reading your insecurities like a book, “and our punishment for the hyungs are two very separate matters…”

Something ice cool touches your neck, making you shiver violently in your sleepy state.

Jungkook’s arms wrap around you from behind, trying to keep your nearly naked form warm, while Taehyung’s fingers on your nape clasp what you realise now is a choker.

“This holiday is just one stone to deal with them both,” his fingers tilt up your chin so he can show Jimin the sparkle of a hundred diamonds adorning your neck.

“Perfect,” the eldest of the trio hums in approval before mumbling, “as they say, revenge is best served cold.”

He smirks, eyes darting down your body as Jungkook starts kissing your neck, both the chill of the piece and the warmth of your skin touching his lips.

“The recording…” It’s hard to concentrate on Taehyung’s words when the maknae’s fingers dance around your waist, his arms holding you tighter against him. He’s already hard and it’s all your body wants to focus on, but Tae distracts you when you notice the phone in his hand.

“...is for them,” there’s glint of mischief in his eyes, a devilish smirk, “this,” his fingers trace the line of priceless jewels embellishing his beautiful flower, “is for us.”

—

You can see why they say revenge is an act of passion as your fingertips grip the bed sheets for dear life, open mouth moaning into the mattress beneath you. Your body’s splayed out for his pleasure, his thrusts unrelenting.

“I can see why Namjoon Hyung favours this position,” Jungkook moans out, palm on your back holding you down. “Fuck Baby girl your squeezing me so tight.”

There’s a sadistic chuckle from his lips as he watches his dick slide in and out. He pushes back in deeper, harder, pressing his chest to your back, the angle hitting new spots that made you want to scream.

“You’re wetting my dick so well,” he murmurs into your ear seductively, just for you to hear, covering you with his whole body, wanting to feel you everywhere. He can feel you breathing hard with the way he smothers you,

Your hand clamps over your mouth, earning a displeased grunt from Jungkook before he bites down on your shoulder in warning.

“Kitten don’t cover your mouth,” Jimin taunts, forcing your hand away with his grip tight around your wrist, watching you bite your lips so hard they might bleed. “Let the Hyungs hear you.”

“She really does look like a kitten with that choker,” Taehyung’s signature deep lilt rumbles, his voice full of amusement. His thumb pulls your bottom lip until it's released from your teeth, little gasps escaping as you try to keep quiet knowing they were recording you. Even if the thought turned you on so much you were extra sensitive to their touch, you wanted them to hear you, wanted to moan their names too but that would be too cruel wouldn’t it? And Taehyung wouldn’t be too pleased with that either.

“Come on beautiful girl let them hear you,” Jungkook orders gutturally, leaning back before his palm spanks your ass hard before returning to your hip, the slap heard sharp through the air followed by your delicious whines. His grip is bruising as he picks up the pace, wanting to elicit more out of you. The harder he fucks you the more his Hyung’s will hear, the thought makes his dumb fucked out grin wider.

“Don’t call her you know what,” Jimin laughs, the punishment of this was enough for Hobi he was sure, but he couldn’t feel entirely sorry for him when he was one of the perpetrators that locked him out. “Hoseok Hyungs scary when he’s pissed.”

“He didn’t call her a good girl so he’s exempt,” Taehyung mumbles, almost losing himself to the show you and Jungkook were performing, his heel pressing against his aching length so hard he bites back a groan. Jimin was faring no better, hands in his pants, eyes drunk on how Junkook played with you like his own fuckdoll, you could do nothing but lie there and take it.

“Ah Kookie right there,” you almost scream, the head of Jungkook’s cock was stroking your G-spot making your toes curl, your mouth hanging open, saliva dripping down your lips. “O-oh fuck!”

Your clit was begging to be touched to push you over, but your limbs were too busy keeping you somewhat steady so you didn’t go crashing into the headboard or falling off the bed. You doubt Jungkook would stop even if you did.

“Baby girl if you want to cum…” Taehyung says with a sinister smug smirk, as if he could hear your thoughts, “... call Jungkook daddy.”

You whimper in protest, shaking your head vehemently, not wanting to. It was a step too far, you eyed the device in front of you recording away, as if Namjoon was right there listening now. You wouldn’t do that to him, even if your being was screaming at you to do as Tae said just to taste a fucking orgasm.

“Tsk, bad flower,” Taehyung grumbles, looking annoyed that you wouldn’t behave for his masterplan. “Hyung deserves to be punished.”

He smooths the hair away from your face, leaning down close to you as Jungkook eased his pounding a smidge, edging both of you. It was so close.

“Be a good girl hmmm,” Tae grunts in your ear, trying to be persuasive, using that name against you, “call Jungkook daddy.”

You shake your head again in refusal at his command, you wouldn’t. The hand in your hair slides down your neck, a finger hooking on the back of your choker, tugging hard, a warning to behave. The pressure on your neck made you go dizzy, the rim of gems almost cutting, eyes rolling back as you let out a guttural moan. You meet his now dark gaze, a shiver down your spine has you seconds away cumming, but it seemed the punishment to the older CEOs now extended to you.

“Jungkook,” Taehyung sighs in disappointment and the cock that was pounding into you now disappears with a groan. You feel your walls pulsate against nothing, the emptiness almost painful, but all Taehyung does is kiss your tears as they slip down, letting go of you so your head hits the mattress again, and stopping the recording as he throws the phone aside. He could always edit the audio anyway.

You feel a wetness on your back, the sounds of the maknae fisting his cock until his load shoots all over you.

“Should we send a picture with the recording?” He smirks looking down at you knowing how much his favourite hyungs would appreciate such a beautiful view. Jungkook turns you on your back, peering down at you with love in his eyes but a smile so devilish. “What do you think bunny?”

You don’t even know what he’s on about, words unable to enter your ears with the way they were pounding, your clit throbbing with the need to be touched, your pussy weeping.

“Wanna cum,” you whine, thighs rubbing together searching for some sort of friction.

“Aww Angel wants to cum?” Jimin coos as you squirm before he snickers, glancing at Taehyung’s stone face knowing you weren't going to get there for a while regardless of how much you’d beg and plead. There was a reason Taehyung’s previous partners would call him a tiger in bed, the man could flip a switch in a second, his duality constantly pulling and pushing his partners to and from the edge. Right now, the oldest maknae could see the displeasure of your disobedience in his eyes, the air around him turning dangerous. It was going to be a long day.

—

“I’m surprised you can stand,” Jimin’s teasing voice pulls you out of your reverie. How long were you staring at this painting for? You lost yourself to it.

“No thanks to you,” you mutter, eyes still on the soft brushstrokes on the canvas in front of you. At least they let you sleep before your sight seeing, the Europeans had it right, naps in the afternoon should be the law.

“You’ve been staring at this one for an hour,” Jimin exaggerates with a pout, trying to figure out what was holding your attention. “And Taehyung’s been staring at you.”

At this you turn around to find indeed your devious mastermind boyfriend staring a hole into your back, normally you’d feel his eyes on you but not today. He didn’t like that, he just kept his gaze on you intensely, trying to telepathically get you to notice him but it didn’t work.

“Who could blame him?” Jimin smirks suggestively, “all these famous paintings and they don’t hold a candle to my angel.”

You roll your eyes, walking away from him and the disgusting amount of cheese he was spewing, trying to locate the last of the troublesome trio. You find Jungkook also enjoying the actual art in the gallery, you were honestly surprised Tae wasn’t with him, this was typically his scene.

“Kookie, do you like this one?” you ask him, taking his hand in yours as you walked past a statue he spent a few more seconds on than the others.

“Mmmm,” he hums absentmindedly, “the detail’s amazing.”

He sighs in wonder, round eyes admiring the next one in line.

“I need to know how they made it.”

“You want to make one too?” you jest, smiling at him endearingly as he continued to stare.

“I want to make one of you,” he confesses so easily, making your organs somersault. You try not to let your jaw drop.

“You’re ridiculous,” you breathe, laughing as you pull him away from the exhibit.

You head back towards the paintings, only to find Taehyung staring intently at your favourite one as if he was ready to start a war with it. Honestly, it wouldn’t surprise you if he did considering his current regime for vengeance. You frown when someone in a business suit greets him with a handshake, wondering how the two knew each other. The conversation, whatever it was about, looks deep, and your curiosity wants you to eavesdrop.

“Angel lets go to the gift shop,” Jimin grabs your other hand, steering you away before you walk over to Taehyung.

“Who’s Tae talking to?” You ask, trying to catch a glimpse of the pair as Jimin pulls you and Jungkook in tow.

“Just business,” he replies, not really answering the question at all.

—

Taehyung’s heart is in his throat when they deliver it. It’s the evening, he was hoping you wouldn't be back until after the delivery, but you were so worried about his despondency, especially when he left the three of you and came back to the apartment alone. You had to force Jimin and Jungkook to end the dinner plans early, opting for take out instead. They had to listen to you when you threatened to find Taehyung without them.

“What… what is this?” You gasp, jaw on the floor as they uncover it. No fucking way, nope, no, he didn’t…… for fuck sake he did, you stare incredulously at him, knowing exactly who was behind the purchase. “Kim Taehyung you did not.”

He swears he could see the steam leave your ears and flared nostrils. Even the men from the gallery glanced at you both in worry, contemplating waiting to see if you were going to murder him before they made their leave.

“Flower-”

“Return it.” There was no room for argument in your tone, but argue with you he would.

“Flower,” he says again patiently, “I wanted it for you.”

Jimin and Jungkook were hiding in the other room praying for Taehyung’s survival, while simultaneously hiding from you. They warned Taehyung about the consequences, you had already made explicit rules about stuff like this, and you never took it well when they broke them.

“Taehyung, I don't even want to think about how much it cost, or it's going to make me sick,” you say, actually feeling nauseous and slightly dizzy. This was overwhelming, he was overwhelming.

He sighs before approaching you, fingers stroking your sides to try and calm you, but your arms are crossed in front of you like a barricade.

“The cost doesn’t matter,” he says, pressing a finger to your lips before you can fight with him, his forehead leaning on yours, eyes beseeching you. “I want to spoil you, why won’t you let me?”

You exhale exasperated.

“It’s too much,” your jaw ticks, he wasn’t going to win this one. “It’s ridiculously too much!”

“Says who?” he asks you, smiling softly despite your anger. He caresses your face with both hands, holding you so delicately as if you were the million-billion euro-pound-won painting. You couldn’t think of the cost, you just couldn't, you would implode.

“Tae-”

“I love you, I wanted to buy it for you,” a gentle kiss to your nose has your defences shaking, doubled with the gentle lilt in his voice. “My perfect flower deserves the world, why can’t I buy her a part of it, hmmm?”

“You just can’t,” but your own voice starts to match his in volume, and he has to stop himself from grinning in premature victory.

“But I want to,” the softest kiss to your lips before he pulls away. “You deserve more, why won’t you let us spoil you?”

“Tae,” you sigh, eyes starting to water, it was too much, your heart was so full you could feel it in your chest. You couldn’t accept this, he bought you the painting you were staring at for fuck sake, it was beyond ridiculous, he shouldn’t have.

“I am grateful for the sentiment, but you have to return it,” you say as he shakes his head in refusal, “please.”

“No,” he replies simply, you weren’t going to win this one. “I know you love it, and I want you to have it, that’s it.”

You sniffle, tears starting to drop which he wipes away.

“But it's too much,” you wail, making him want to laugh at how precious you look.

“You said that already,” he pulls you into his embrace, your arms uncrossing to wrap around him.

“B-but youdun e-even k-now why I like it-” he can barely understand with you gasping for breath between words as you sobbed.

He should feel bad for making you cry but you were so adorable he couldn’t help laughing a little. He kisses the side of your head, smiling as you mumble against him, trying to fight but you already lost.

SATURDAY

“Why did you bring your laptop on holiday!” Jimin groans as he walks into the bedroom to find you sitting crossed legged on the bed, furiously typing away.

“I just have one more thing to finish…” you mumble without glancing at him.

“Bunny you seriously have issues,” Jungkook mutters, Jimin turning in surprise to see him on the armchair, chin in his hand, elbow on the arm rest, staring at you as if you were some weird enigma.

“We brought you to your favourite place on Earth,” Jimin exclaims dramatically, trying to close the laptop but you take it away from his reach. “And you’re working?”

“Two seconds, just two more.”

Jimin sighs, fingers raking through his hair as he stands with his hands on his hips ready to berate you before he realises someone was missing.

“Where’s Taehyung?”

The maknae shrugs, but this question makes you look up from the screen like a meerkat.

“Huh?” You look at the end of the bed, as if you’re expecting him to be there. “He was just there…”

You shrug to yourself, sure he was somewhere having fun, turning back to the laptop with intent while Jimin looks at you incredulously. Fine he’ll give you your two seconds but he isn’t happy about it. He starts pacing in front of you, arms crossed and huffing, but it does nothing to deter your work or gain him any attention.

It’s when his legs start aching that he’s decided you’ve had long enough.

“Angel put it away before I throw it out the window,” he warned, but you completely ignore him as if he didn’t say a word. Is this how flies felt when they buzzed incessantly around the room screaming for attention… did he really compare himself to a fly… he couldn’t help making the comparison, you were the one to make him feel so insignificant and he flew you to Italy for pete's sake. He marches towards you, not really wanting to resort to violence but you weren’t budging. “Fine, have it your way.”

“You guys took my phone, don’t touch my laptop,” you warn when he takes another step closer.

“You were gonna call them!”

“And you’ve had your fun and gotten your revenge, let me just finish this.”

“You said two seconds, IT'S BEEN TWO HOURS,” he yells, exasperated.

“It’s been twenty minutes,” you scoff as if that was any better.

“Are they working you too hard?” Jungkook interrupts asking you bluntly, having watched your session since near the start, he thinks he's deciphered the reason behind it.

You hesitate, swallowing around nothing. Why did that question make you nervous?

“Nothing I’m not used to,” you reply, it’s not like working with them was any easier.

“So yes they are,” Jimin confirms. “Yesterday you were enjoying this impromptu holiday, today you look like you’re going to fight us if we try and take you outside.”

“We will take you outside eventually, bunny,” Jungkook adds, “kicking and screaming if we have to.”

“What changed angel?” Jimin narrows his eyes.

You try and avoid their gazes, confession on the tip of your tongue at their interrogation but their judgement holds you back,

“Spill angel,” Jimin stands with his arms crossed, voice firm.

You groan, falling head first into the duvet as if you could bury your response there forever.

“It’s stupid,” you mumble against the fabric.

“What did she say?”

“Fuck knows,” Jungkook frowns.

You sigh, picking yourself up in defeat.

“I had a nightmare last night,” you mutter, making things no clearer for the two as they look at each other in question. “About work…”

There’s a beat of silence as your confession sinks in.

“Taehyung's right…” Jimin says as if he’s come to an epiphany, “you really are a good girl.”

You feel your cheeks burn, trying not to let your jaw fall slack as the oldest maknae grins, laughing at you softly.

“It’s not funny,” you say to the pair as the youngest also decides to cackle too. “They found out I skipped work and then started yelling at me and it scared the shit out of me okay.”

But your words only make them laugh harder, Jimin characteristically falling to the floor as he holds his stomach. You roll your eyes, trust them to understand.

“I’m gonna go find Tae,” you mumble, slamming your laptop shut and exiting the room while they try and fail to control themselves.

“Wait, we're coming with you,” Jimin calls after you, still laughing loudly, the corners of his mouth almost touching his ears.

Maybe they were right, maybe you did need to enjoy yourself while you could, who knew what work had in store for you when you went back. There was nothing you could do about that, but there was something you could do now.

You find your target looking at the painting he bought from the gallery yesterday, the one you still couldn’t believe was hanging on the wall of your holiday home. If Taehyung didn’t have the money to buy it you’re sure he would’ve stolen it for you instead. For some reason you could picture him being an art thief in another life.

He was staring so intently, it was as if the roles had reversed from yesterday, his eyes darting around each pigment on the canvas trying to decipher it. The way you had paid it attention almost made him jealous, so of course he had to buy it for you, at least to try and figure out why you loved it at first sight.

“Hey tiger,” you greet him gleefully, and he’s more than happy to look at you instead. He grins when you wink at him flirtily like Jin does to you from time to time, but you do it more dramatically, eyebrows dancing as you approach him.

“Tiger?” he chuckles, that one was new from you, but he didn’t mind it even if it was tainted from lovers past.

You grab his arm with both hands, tugging him gently towards you, a silent plea to follow you, and he would, absolutely anywhere if you asked. The other two aren’t far behind, but your focus is solely on him, and he can’t help but burst with pride, his chest inflating like a superhero film cliche. You looked at him with far more love than that stupid painting, he didn’t feel as much envy towards it as before.

“I wanna take you somewhere special,” you whisper to him, eyes imploring up at him, how could he ever refuse. “It’s my favourite cafe, but don’t tell the others, shh.”

You playfully press your finger to your lips, as if sharing a secret with him. He bites his bottom lip hard to stop from laughing out loud but his boxy grin is stretched wide across his face.

“What about us?” Jimin whines as you purposefully ignore him, Jungkook’s jaw ticking with jealousy when you pull Taehyung with you.

“You laughed at me, I’m not taking you anywhere,” you reply childishly, sticking your tongue out at him with your nose in the air as they continue to bicker with you.

This really was your favourite place on Earth.

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vmiuchi · 23 days ago

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INK AND TEMPTATION

Chapter 5.

Just another normal and quiet day at the tattoo parlor you work at in the heart of Helsinki, Finland. Or so you thought ?

(SLIGHT NSFW WARNING)

It had been hours since their last message. The conversation—flirty and tense—had fizzled into silence sometime after midnight, leaving Y/N alone with her hoodie, her horror show looping on the TV, and her thoughts spiraling out of control.

By the time the vampire villain on screen bared his fangs for the hundredth time, she was half-asleep, curled under a throw blanket, hoodie sleeves tugged over her hands, phone silent beside her. Whiskers had claimed her feet as a bed.

At least until 4:03AM.

The first buzz didn’t even register. But the second—followed by the third, and then the obnoxiously loud ring of a phone call—had her bolting upright on the couch like she'd been shot.

The screen glowed with his name.

Ville (???)

Incoming Call.

She stared. Let it ring.

Then again.

And again.

“What the fuck…�� she whispered, heart hammering in her chest. She fumbled to silence it. Whiskers hissed and launched off her lap, disappearing under the coffee table like the whole world had offended him.

The phone finally went quiet.

But then the texts started.

One after another. Rapid fire.

She hovered over the screen, breath caught somewhere in her throat. It wasn’t just anyone. It was him. At four in the damn morning.

And judging by the spelling in the preview bubbles?

Drunk.

Her stomach dropped and twisted at the same time. A car crash of anxiety and curiosity. Against her better judgment, she opened the thread.

Ville (???): babyyyy are you sleepinn

i know its late but guess what

bam brought whisky and now i’m in his fucking hotel and he’s trying to do a backflip off the couch but he’s SHIT at it

we’re bonding

i told him about u

he said u must be hot if i’m texting u instead of flirting with the bartender

and i said he’s RIGHT

because you are. u r so hot. i’m like dying

u shoud be here. you'd love him

he’s insane. like actual brain damage levels

but good energy

like a chaotic raccoon in a leather jacket

Y/N blinked at the screen, mouth open. Bam? She had no idea who that even was. Ville clearly thought this information was wildly important.

Her screen lit up with another buzz before she could even finish reading.

Ville (???): i wish u were here

id make u sit on my lap

and we wouldn’t even talk

id just have my hands under ur hoodie

on ur thighs

theyre soft, right? i KNOW they are

like velvet. i bet u wear those little skirts all the time and u KNOW what they do to me

Her blood went cold and hot at once.

Ville (???): u make me so fcking crazy

i don’t even care if i sound gross

i just want to kiss u til the world ends

is that dramatic?

it is but idc

ur hoodie’s probly too big

i wanna crawl under it with u

like a perverted little bat

come hide me in ur hoodie please

She slapped a hand over her mouth. What the hell.

The typing bubble came up again. She stared, frozen.

Ville (???): ur prob asleep huh

or maybe ur staring at ur screen again like earlier

bet ur overthinking every word i said

bet ur blushing. maybe squirming. maybe both

u shy little thing

why do u do this to me huh

why do u make me want to write u poetry n bite ur neck at the same time

Her heart was trying to escape her ribcage. She didn’t know how to reply. Every single part of her screamed don’t engage, this is a trap, he’s drunk, he’s gonna forget all of this in the morning—

And yet.

Her thumb hovered.

She typed. Deleted. Typed again.

Y/N: do you always drunk text people at 4am or am i just special

The response came instantly.

Ville (???): only u

swear on bam’s broken spine

which he might ACTUALLY break if he tries the backflip again

god

ur so mean

“just special”

ur the most special thing ive seen since the first time i saw batman returns

She snorted despite herself. That was… actually kind of adorable.

Another ping.

Ville (???): also

my hand would fit SO good on ur ass

sorry had to say it

i was holding a beer bottle and i thought “huh this feels about right”

ur gonna block me huh

A pause from her, longer this time.

Y/N: Not yet

She regretted it as soon as she hit send.

Ville (???): ohhohoho

NOT YET

oh we’re in dangerous territory now my sweet little vampire

ur letting me talk like this

ur letting me in

Y/N swallowed thickly. She wasn’t. Not really. She was just… frozen. Caught in a web spun with his stupid flirtations and velvet voice now somehow bleeding through text.

Y/N: i’m just half asleep, don’t get too excited

Ville (???): too late

already imagining u curled up in ur hoodie like a cursed princess

and i’d kiss u awake

but not on the mouth

id start lower

like ur collarbones

bite them a little

u’d whine i KNOW u would

do u whine baby?

u seem like u do

She stared at that one for way too long.

The horror show continued playing on mute in the background. A vampire stalked through a cemetery.

Fitting.

Y/N: Ville.

That was it. Just his name. A warning. A pulse.

Ville (???): mmm say it again

say it while u sit on my face

She audibly choked. Whiskers popped his head back out from under the table like even he was concerned now.

Ville (???): fuck

sorry

that was a lot huh

i’m drunk

but i’m honest

god ur gonna hate me in the morning

Y/N: i don’t hate you

The typing bubble paused. Then started again.

Ville (???): don’t lie to me sweetheart

u prob think i’m disgusting rn

Y/N: no, just a little insane maybe

Ville (???): i’ll take it

insanity is sexy

ur sexy

i’m gonna shut up now before i say something worse

Then a longer pause from his end, but still not long enough for Y/N to think he finally passed out.

Ville (???): unless u want me to keep going

cause i can

i got HOURS of filthy things to say to u

sweet things too

like how ur eyes haunted me all fucking day

and how i miss ur voice already

and how badly i wanna know what u look like first thing in the morning

Her fingers trembled.

She didn’t respond.

And yet—

Ville (???): still not blocking me

brave girl

or maybe u like it

do u like it?

She didn’t answer that either.

But she didn’t close the chat.

Didn’t delete the messages.

Didn’t block him.

Which, in Ville’s mind, said more than words ever could.

The conversation continued relentlessly as the early hours bled into the darkness, each buzz and ping an assault on her steady attempt to reclaim sleep. Y/N’s phone lay open on the bed, its screen a harsh beacon in the quiet room. Despite her hoodie pulled tightly around her, her body trembled with a cocktail of anxiety and reluctant anticipation. Every new message from Ville blurred the lines between threat and promise, between danger and desire.

Ville (???): I swear, every time I think about your voice, I feel like I could drown in it. Like, if I got close enough I’d forget the taste of all the whiskey I’ve downed tonight.

Her heart pounded in her ears. She stared at the screen, the text bathing her in its raw, drunken honesty. His tone seeming a little bit more serious now. She wanted to say something—to push back, to retreat—but her fingers hesitated over the keyboard.

Ville (???): And you know, I keep picturing you curled up, half-asleep, that hoodie hiding everything except those eyes. I can almost see you, even if you're just a blur in the dark.

A shudder rippled through her. Every word made her pulse quicken and her thoughts scatter. She forced herself to respond in a clipped tone, determined to sound casual despite the terror knotting in her stomach.

Y/N: I'm not interested in fantasizing right now.

The message sat there for a few long beats before Ville replied.

Ville (???): You say that, but your silence is loud. You're scared—of me, or of getting hurt again? I get it, love. I've seen the walls you hide behind, and I’m not here to break them... unless that's what you want.

The rawness in his words was magnetic and maddening. Her mind raced—could she trust someone who spoke so openly, who seemed to know exactly where her scars lay? The thought made her stomach churn. Yet part of her longed to be seen, even in that vulnerable state.

Y/N: I don't know what you want from me.

Her message was short, terse. Too short, she thought, as her thumb hovered, trembling above the send button.

Ville (???): I want to help you unlearn the fear. I want to kiss away the things that hurt—gently, slowly—until you forget that it ever hurt.

Another buzz. Her anxiety deepened; it was as if every syllable he sent was a push against the fragile barrier she'd built around herself.

Ville (???): But I also want to feel you. Like, really feel you. I want to trace every line on your skin, to see if I can map out all your pain and turn it into something beautiful.

A long pause followed. Silence that made her question whether she should even engage with this reckless vulnerability. Her fingers hovered again, too paralyzed to type, as her mind replayed every whispered confession, every insinuation of intimacy and danger.

Y/N: I’m scared… of getting hurt again.

That one word, so vulnerable and raw, seemed to break the dam. For a moment, she regretted having sent it, as if admitting that fear meant she was already lost. But as the seconds ticked by, she saw that his next message wasn’t mean or mocking—it was soft, almost tender.

Ville (???): I know, and I’m sorry. I can be so damn intense. I get that, and I won’t push unless you let me. I just—sometimes, I want to believe in something real, and you… you make me want to be more than just this drunken fool.

He paused again, leaving a space filled with honesty and uncertainty. The vulnerability in his words struck something deep within her—a part that had longed for honesty but was terrified of its consequences.

Ville (???): I promise I won't hurt you, Y/N. I don’t know if I can promise I'll be gentle with my words, but I'll try. I want to be the one who makes you feel safe, even when every instinct tells you not to open up.

A shudder followed his confession, and Y/N felt tears prick at her eyes. How could he be so unabashedly raw, mixing the erotica of his drunken fantasies with a confession of care? Part of her wanted to believe him; another part screamed to run. She stared at the screen as if it held all the answers to what she had been trying to escape.

Y/N: I'm not sure I want to believe that right now. I've been hurt too many times.

Her words were soft and barely there, laden with the weight of previous scars. The room felt smaller, the silence after her reply heavy with possibility and peril.

Ville (???): I get it. I really do.

I know trust doesn't come easy, and I'm not here to force it on you.

Maybe it's just me being stupid and drunk, but if you're scared, lean on me instead of running away.

I promise—I won't treat your heart like it's disposable.

His words were interwoven with fervor and concern, a twisted mixture of lust and longing, pain and promise. The vulnerability in his voice was more than he probably intended, yet it resonated with her own hidden desires, those she fought so hard to keep locked away beneath layers of doubt and self-protection.

Another buzz. More texts flooded in.

Ville (???): I keep thinking about that moment at the shop—how you looked away when I said my name, like you were already guarding yourself against something brilliant and dangerous.

I want to be brilliant for you, Y/N.

I want to prove I'm not just another guy who will leave you bleeding from love.

Her heart pounded erratically, each beat a question: Could she afford to believe in him? Would letting him in mean risking everything she had spent so long protecting?

She typed slowly, her response cautious, laden with the weight of her fear.

Y/N: I’m tired of feeling like I have to be protected. But I’m terrified that if I let anyone in, I’ll just be shattered all over again.

The message took a long breath to send, each word a struggle to articulate the very fragility that defined her nights. For a moment, silence reigned in the thread.

Then Ville’s response came, steadying, persistent.

Ville (???): I know, and I’m not here to make you feel more fragile.

I'm here because I believe you deserve to feel something more than this perpetual numbness.

I’m not just another storm passing by—I want to stand by you even when the thunder rages.

A pause, and then the flood resumed—words that were laced with the kind of passion that made her want to scream and cry simultaneously.

Ville (???): I want to make you forget how deep your scars are, if only for a moment.

I want to fill the silence with my whispers and gentle touches that don’t hurt, but heal.

I want to know every secret you keep locked away behind that hoodie and those quiet eyes.

Her anxiety surged once again, a tidal wave threatening to pull her under. The thought of getting hurt again loomed large, dark and relentless. She could feel her inner walls trembling, slowly beginning to crumble under the weight of his obsessive declarations.

Y/N: I’m scared, Ville. Scared that if I let you in, I’ll end up broken all over again. I’m so tired of the pain.

Another long pause. The cursor blinked, impatient, then his response came—so gentle it almost felt like a caress.

Ville (???): I promise I won't be the one to add to your pain.

I promise I won’t be the storm that shatters you.

I just need a chance to show you I can be something different.

Something that holds you instead of breaking you.

His text was raw, dripping with a desperate tenderness that made her pulse quicken despite her fear. Every word was an invitation—and a risk.

Ville (???): If you ever feel like you can’t face the world alone, just remember I’m here.

I’m just a text away, ready to be the light in your darkest hours—even if I’m a little twisted right now.

Her hand trembled so badly she nearly dropped the phone again. In that moment, her heart wavered on the edge of a choice: to close the door on him, as she always had, or to risk a small, uncertain opening to let his chaotic warmth seep in.

Y/N: I don’t know if I can risk it, Ville...

She hit send before she could revise, a single, painful admission of her fear.

The phone remained silent for what felt like an eternity. Then, as if compelled by the raw vulnerability in her last words, Ville typed back:

Ville (???): Then let’s take it slow.

I won’t push if you don’t want me to.

I just... want you to know that I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere.

Even if my words are fucked up at 4AM, even if I’m drinking with Bam and acting like a lunatic.

I’ll be here when the sun rises, when you’re ready to decide whether to let someone in or not.

Another message, soft and urgent:

Ville (???): I care about you in a way that scares me more than my own demons.

And I promise I’ll do everything I can to keep you safe—not just from me, but from the world that’s hurt you before.

Y/N’s eyes watered as she read his words, a mixture of fear and longing swirling within her. Despite all the chaos, despite the threat of more heartache, a part of her felt that maybe—just maybe—he could be different. That maybe he could be the one who wouldn’t let her fall apart.

She didn’t reply immediately. Instead, she pressed the phone to her chest, feeling the warmth of its glow merge with her own beating heart. The noise of the world outside faded. All that existed were his words, his confessions—a tangle of kink, tenderness, desire, and promise.

Her phone vibrated one final time before the conversation fell silent again.

Ville (???): Goodnight, Y/N. Sleep tight.

I’ll be here when you wake.

The screen went dark once more. Y/N sat for long minutes in the quiet darkness, hoodie still pulled up around her head, heart pounding with a mix of terror and what might be hope. Outside, the night pressed on, and inside, her thoughts raced in chaotic loops, balancing on the precipice between past hurts and a fragile, new possibility.

She closed her eyes, willing herself to let sleep eventually overtake her—willing herself to trust that maybe, tomorrow might be kinder. And somewhere deep inside, despite the lingering fear, a tiny spark of courage kindled: maybe she could let someone in, even if just a little. Even if it meant risking the pain all over again.

And as her breathing deepened into uncertain sleep, her final thought was of Ville's promise—a promise that, no matter how fucked up the night might become, he wouldn’t let her disappear completely into the fog of past heartaches.

#heartagram #ville hermanni valo #ville valo #him band #his infernal majesty #2000s #him #bam margera #jackass #viva la bam #ville valo x reader #ville valo fic #vilevallo #early 2000s #love metal #razorblade romance #vmiuchi

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ajaxcentral · 2 years ago

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HONEY HEADCANONS

im back from the dead lolol todays my birthday and it hasn't been the best so here's some honey headcanons (mainly just to cheer me up)

mentions of empowered honey :3 also this turned into my rambling about teacher!honey

no beta we die like gabe

they're fully certified, they just choose not to use the certification for any empowered job

always felt disconnected from their powers

THEYRE A TEACHER (they used to teach elementary but moved up to highschool)

defiantly the teacher that non students of theirs find scary/strict but their actual students think they're chill

a pretty strict teacher, they throw a joke here or there but they know when it's time to get work done

so many of their students eat lunch in their room

guy sent them a ridiculous text while they were teaching and they had the most lovesick smile on their face (their students kept pestering them on what or who had them smiling like that)

more under the cut

a group of honey's student ran into guy and honey while they were on a date (the students were so surprised their very serious teacher with such a unserious boyfriend)

all of honey students knew by the next day and they finally caved telling their class about guy

if honey and guy got married honey students totally crashed their wedding (honey is walking down the highway walking down the aisle all teary eye, guy in the same state but giggling slightly. honey looks to see what guy is giggling at and low and behold they see their students sobbing their eyes out)

has a quater collection

the hoodie that guy keeps stealing is a damn hoodie (has a heart attack every time he wears it)

best in their damn class (damn begs them to come back to be a guest speaker)

did the guest speaking thing and met the damn crew (they all came up to honey after words and had so many questions)

keeps in contact with the damn crew (they're the closest with damien)

a few of their friends died during them inversion and guy had come home to see them crying on the kitchen floor

didn't want to tell guy about the empowered just quite yet so they just told him that they died in a serious car accident

#redacted asmr #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted guy #redacted honey

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broareweabouttoviberightnow · 1 month ago

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I'm BACK second half thoughts of point break HELL yeah ( @thedeitywhoplayedwithbricks n @neufer hehe)

it's so funny to roll up at someone's house n just be like. cmon good wave let's haul ass!!

HELLO ITS THAT GUY SHOWIN HIS ASS THAT MAKES HIM PUT IT TOGETHER WHAT THE HELL THATS SO FUNNY I CANT TAKE THAT SERIOUS

DOG STOP BEIN A COP. WHO CARESSSS. they literally ain't even hurtin anyone. Just let em BE. a lil robbery now n then is SILLY

I hate when cops start behavin like cops in cop movies :( just go back to bein some guy please

THE ROBBERY LITERALLY ACTIVELY HAPPENIN OVER HIS SHOULDER AHDGDUSJ

oh shit they're givin us the person tags in the subtitles now huh

OH THAT WAS SUCH A NICE DRIFT

'I think we lost em!' 🚗💨

these car stunts must have been so fun to film man just gettin to rip all over gods green earth n crash cars

the ex president's thing is actually still so funny to me. if i was in a bank n a bunch of ex president's started robbin it I fear I'd giggle. n then get my ass shot.

Utah kinda looks like rob lowe in some shots it keeps fakin me out.

oh shit they're on fire!!

DAMN THEY LEFT HIS ASS AHDGDJSN

I'd love to have an excuse just once to film a chase scene god they're so fuckin fun

OH I'm silly I JUST now realized that's BODHI he's chasin. man he's been after him for a HOT minute

good LORD just UNLOADIN a clip STRAIGHT into the sky MAMA YOUR GONNA HURT SOMEONE

theres no way he's pissed off at Johnny right now. OH. well yeah I guess he didn't shoot him. but like yeah. of course. if he HAD shot him it literally would have been murder. cause bodhi was not armed in anyway. what the hell.

dog. 'shh. tell me some other time.' do NOT. tell her some other time. tell her ass NOW.

dog. adrenaline junky characters are EVERYTHIN to me. it's all one big game. he'll take you to the edge. he'll take you over it.

I'm sorry. I'm on bodhis side here man. like. yeah you know what hell yeah. Rob that bank.

TYLER FIRIN A FUCKIN GUN AT JOHNNY IN HIS SLEEP AHDHDHEDJ

obsessed with bodhi bein like oh don't worry about it. I know what to do about him. n it's just snitchin on his stupid ass to Tyler HA

oh they pulled UP on his ass that's funny. WAIT ARE THEY TAKIN HIM ON A ROBBERY. oh naw they're takin him parachutin

this movie is SO stunt heavy this shit musta been a TRILLION dollars to film

dog I'd fuck parachutin UP. this is like the second time in 2 movies I've said this LEMME AT A PARACHUTE

omg... they're fallin in love...🫶 (kiddin kiddin HA)

omg they're convertin his ass that's so funny

I think my only thing is I wish we got to see more of the other guys in on the heist pretty please what's their deal

it is objectively so funny that this mornin he was thinkin of tryin to shoot bodhi n now he's holdin hands n parachutin with him

??? what the fuck they kidnapped tyler?? ok. well. maybe I am not on their side.

bodhi is such a weird ass character man. huh. he hates violence but excuses it. an adrenaline junky fightin for a lost cause. he flips so susinctly back n forth between this bright n loose character who's livin for the thrill n then he'll say somethin that gives you just this brief glimpse there's somethin more fucked up behind it all. huh. I need to study him like a bug.

sorry I'm so distracted cause I need bodhis hair cut NOW

johnny slippin so smoothly n bein a criminal. like he doesn't even think about it. how easily his whole life could have gone the other way.

THEYRE GOIN FOR THE VAULT WHY

one of them is about to die I can feel it OH SHIT FUCK

oh MY god THE FUCKIN SWITCH IN BODHI DEAR CHRIST LORD ALMIGHTY. AGAIN WITH THE BODY LANGUAGE

'Take. Your hands. off me. right now.' there's somethin in his posture right there that so intently mirrors somethin in bodhi. he hates him. but in that moment he mirrors him. hmm. chewin on the choices made in this movie.

Utah in the cuffs n that tank he's ABSOLUTELY servin LOOKS

him pullin his shirt up n doin a lil spin he's so silly to me actually

GODDAMN WE ARE KILLIN PEOPLE LEFT N FUCKIN RIGHT

the parallels between bodhi n Johnny they are EATIN this shit UP man the way that they're the same person. Just one or two things in their lives man n they could have been the same. or swapped. God.

bodhi has such a childish denial of the violence he's caused. he's SUCH a fascinatin character man.

'I know you want me so bad it's like acid in your mouth but not this time. adios amigo' 🤨 N THEN JOHNNY DIVES OUT NO PARACHUTE AFTER HIM???

JOHNNY IS LITERALLY STRADDLIN HIM THEY ARE TWO INCHES FROM EACH OTHERS MOUTH

bodhi so casually goin 'I'm outta here Johnny' like they were just hangin out or somethin is SO fuckin funny to me

you know what. hell yeah. I love ending is like this. where they just go their seperate ways. Johnny never would have killed bodhi the way bodhi would never have killed Johnny. it'd be like killin themselves. two sides of the same coin.

WAIT DO THEY MEET AT THE 50 YEAR STORM DOG

johnny chasin bodhi literally all across the world. 🤨

the way that the obsession with the run. with the chase. has killed or driven everyone away from them so their only solace is each other. they always come back.

'my whole life has been about this moment Johnny. cmon.' dog. there's no world in which Johnny says no huh. he wouldn't. he'd die before he missed that chance. he gets one last wave. the endless summer. the blaze of glory. good god. n johnnys career ended right there beside him

OH MY GODDD. TO EVERYONE THE RECOMMENDED THIS MOVIE KNOW THAT I AM TWEAKIN. I gotta. sit in a dark room. I gotta relax. oh my god.

#HELLO #GUYS #WHAT THE HELL #PHENOMENAL movie #it was so interesting to see patrick swayze in this role #n he did SO well with it #MAN #AOUGH #bros watchin #point break #patrick swayze

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us3rnam3-r3dact3d · 2 months ago

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oohuh freelancer we're really in it now,,,,, the shift from "don't ever do this to yourself again" to "don't ever do this to me again" AIUGGH. it hurts. cuz obviously the accident wasn't their fault but somehow they keep getting into these dangerous situations with such a horrible aftermath, for gavin to have to deal with that emotional turmoil, PLUS take care of them when they get discharged PLUS taking care of caelum PLUS dealing with his own life, like oh my god this poor man. it reminds me of that james audio where he tells his spouse he's leaving the department after this one job, and when they allow him in their head you hear him say "please don't leave" AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA bc as freelancer what can you do in that situation?? like you can't even make a promise about it. auu I'm stressed, but seeing the crew (almost) all together is so nice, despite the circumstances

SWEETHEART I am so not ready for how this unfolds. I really like the idea that david has a terrible poker face especially when it comes to people in his close circle. I like to think that he thinks he's a good liar but most people wouldn't confront him bc he's scary LOL. unfortunately I agree with milo, I would rather cops act as collateral damage than them. DANA. GET OUT. PLEASE 😭😭. (also,, tank? I think we're due for a few storytimes,,,,,) AAAUUGH IM STRESS3D PLEASE THEYRE GONNA CRASH RHE FUCK OUT ARE YOU KIDDING,,,, and rhey way they all tried to block them from seeing,, they're gonna notice,,,,, they're gonna know you kept it from them,,,,,,,,, ohh my god

I feel like some of the things I said about gavin can be applied to lovely, they're balancing life, work, and a partner who nobody knows if he's going to wake up AND be okay. maybe they can talk about it together find comfort in eachother.

the fact that you're repeating that he's breathing on his own and that he has brain activity is scaring me 😀 UGHH THE CLIFFHANGERS IM SO EXCITED BUT SO SCARED

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Crab Anon!!! We truly are In It!!! Bro so I wrote "Don't ever do this to me again." as the first line and had Gavin repeat it in my first draft... and then I thought... I could make this hurt more. You're totally right!! So Gavin's selfishness in these two lines is actually based off of an exact thought I've had before! My fiance was in a very bad car accident a few years ago (he's fine) and I, at one point, had the ridiculous thought "How could he do this to me?" Which made no sense because he didn't cause the accident and I wasn't in the car. It just absolutely nuked my day and made me think very hard about the fact that I could lose him very easily. Anyway, I think it's a very human thought to have and Gavin deserves the space to vocalize it.

Oh DAMN crew my beloved sweet babies. I need to write about them more. I love them.

This situation keeps getting messier and messier!! David HAS to have a bad poker face, dude, he's the the favored son, the Christ to Darlin's Lucifer, both children of the Father, but one perfect and the other so terrible he had to be cast out. Religious allegories aside, David is the moral core of the pack, and he is, by association, moral. It's important to me that he doesn't like or cheat or steal. Same bro, Sweetheart just HATES working with cops and they're VALID!!! Oh Dana, acting in a way I don't think any actual medical professional would. She's just a plot vessel, she only exists to expose the lie surrounding Sweetheart's wound. Go easy on her. Yeah things are getting tense!! We will see Darlin's reaction next chapter!!!

Lovely is carrying an insane amount of weight, and they're failing, in this moment, to do it gracefully. Who could blame them? There's a lot Lovely and Morgan and WE don't know. Well... I know. And you shall soon!! Stick with me friend, lots to be revealed next chapter!!

#redacted asmr #my redacted content #redacted audio #firefighter story #🦀 anon #crab anon

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swiftfootedachilles · 1 year ago

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Asking again because I'm feeling a bit under the weather so here it is: How do you think Gallavich act whenever Mickey is sick?

Also, sending virtual hug with consent because I just read your recent post. Hope you feel better soon 🫂

hiii finally getting to this ask i hope youre feeling better now!!!

mickey would try to hide being sick and say its not a big deal. of course he ignores it and the sickness keeps festering until hes obviously very ill. ian rolls his eyes because this happens every damn time mickey gets sick. and mickey doesnt need to be sneezing all over their customers! so he has to stay home! mickey reluctantly takes cold medicine (he hates the taste soooo much and he has a couple negative memories attached to the medicine) and ian kisses the top of his head once he shows he swallowed everything even tho he didnt want to :(

ian and iggy (mickey swears hes just a temp he doesnt trust him to handle so much money without stealing a least some of it) are out doing their lil job while mickey stays at home napping, watching instagram reels of car crashes, sending ian random emojis to annoy him, and making ramen noodles using the keurig (he doesnt wanna wait for water to boil like a normal person). chicken ramen noodles. bc theyre the classic flavor and best for when youre feeling sick

ian comes home and does some cleaning while mickey takes his 7th nap for the day, then he wakes mick up to take more medicine. mickey doesnt wannaaaaaa it tastes bad and drinking water right after swallowing still doesnt get rid of the icky mouthfeel :( but he does it anyway and then sits in the living room talk-yelling to ian while he cooks dinner (more ramen but he adds some leftover chicken and frozen vegetables to it for substance.) mickey uses up all the hot water but ian doesnt even complain because the steam is good for opening up the sinuses

they lay in bed together, fingers twirling in damp hair, and mumble to each other about liam staying over next weekend. ian cant help himself and has to give his husband a goodnight kiss or two (or three or four or...) naturally, he wakes up the next morning with a sore throat

#is this anything #shameless #gallavich #gallavich headcanons #thisisestrelya #asks

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yuukei-yikes · 2 years ago

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i hate second manga route for haruka and especially takane's stupid arcs but LIKE I ALWAYS SAY its got so much going for it. ayano and shintaro especially. ayano being the shittiest sister ever and shintaro being Literally the awesomest brother really gets me like its so funny

shintaro being so. Weird/mean in more typical routes because of retaining eyes even if it's repressed/inactive... i know its because kagepro was written in the course Of Years and it's honestly a game of telephone so it's more a matter of lack of consistency rather than this but i like to explain it with that lol

in main route shintaro and momo barely speaking, not being close at all. but in an original way they were THE closest siblings... sniff sniff. like so much was sacrificed in the way to their happy ending, their relationship being one. and for shintaro (with retaining) to eventually remember this but not momo... and how it'd cause a shift in his behavior bc he REMEMBERS all these moments they spent together in some other lifetime and how he felt about it then, and it's simultaneous with how he feels with this lifetime and this specific relationship he's built with his sister. it's a lot!! he doesn't stop being him, but all these other routes are overwritten over one another and how he feels in each one is completely simultaneous with how he feels about the present. augh. this is complicated for all his relationships ofc like (drum rolls) takane because of Many reasons but for example he fucking killt her once and he KNOWS that. but hehe. kisaragi siblings. that was just my obligatory takane mention bc i can't help myself BUT IM TALKING ABT SHINTARO AND MOMO

momo just sees shintaro acting awkward and trying to approach her and she's like 😐weird. ofc she still reciprocates!! like DAMN shintaro wanting to be her brother and get closer to her?? it's one of her biggest wishes come true!!!! but its awkward as fuck!!

shintaro is dealing with MANY things as he goes through life with all these memories + living past the end of the story, and momo is terrified of scaring shintaro away because she doesn't KNOW all he knows and he's shit at trying to communicate and just talk. but maybe their mom can come home and be like oh. u guys are watching tv together?? thats strange. and theyre like oh. yeah i guess <- wrestled for who got the remote, momo obviously won, shintaro complains but still stays to watch whatever the hell obscure tv show momo is into. shintaro keeps criticizing it and momo's like just leave if it bothers u so much and he's like NO. im googling the directors and writers of this as we speak.

also i know ive said this 1000 times but car guy shintaro. this guy gets his license and is everyone's taxi driver. but ESPECIALLY momo. he drives her to school everyday and they scream sing together the entire way. momo makes a car playlist to sing with him but will never admit it's a playlist specifically made with shintaro in mind and how funny she thinks it'll be when call me maybe comes on and shintaro will be like AUGGH THIS SUCKS LOWER THE VOLUME but immediately starts singing too.

AND ALSO he tries teaching her how to drive and she crashes their mom's car and shintaro takes the blame. as punishment he can't use the car for a while. in that while momo still gets her license Somehow even though she is an awful awful driver and now since shintaro isnt allowed to drive for a bit momo is taking him and he's FIGHTING FOR HIS LIFE.

anyways kisaragi siblings😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 also ayaki not only watching shintaro managing to get closer to momo in this lifetime too, but also sees ayano be this supposedly perfect big sister.

post str ayano with all this guilt over abandoning her siblings and feeling totally incapable of everything, both academically and emotionally. but ayaki is still a little jealous bc even if she Knows how ayano must feel (despite not even being in her head like with shintaro. she knows bc she IS ayano) kano kido and seto DO see her as a good big sister. i think ayaki harbors certain "hatred" for the surviving ayano because she. hates herself. and this ayano has everything ayaki fought for and is still just as incapable and it pisses her off. i think both ayanos feel horrible specifically about kano's involvement in everything and what he had to deal with when ayano died. ayaki thinks god. i/she still failed for protect him. this SUCKS. she knows ayano hates herself bc she hates her and she is her💥

....and also in case of shinaya ayakis like THIS IS RIDICULOUSSS!! HIM OF ALL PEOPLE?!?!?! COME ONNNN. erm anyways💥

#kagepro #shintaro kisaragi #momo kisaragi #ayano tateyama #kagenalysis #kagevinnie #headcanons #ayaki

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leejenowrld · 1 year ago

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Hii bubs just read your jeno fic and its literally one of the best I ever read like ever! Firstly how are you? How was your holiday? Hope your year started well! So I made a lot of notes as I was reading, this is going to be very long. Contains spoilers and me freaking out

So starting with yn in the principal's office, I somehow read professor Johnny Suh speech about the project with his exact voice and tone like he really speaks like that sometimes-

Ooooh the panic attack, does she have anxiety?

The way jeno is so soft and smart I'm already In love with him in this wait till she found out he's a fuckboy

AND SHE DID Yeonjun spitting the facts sorry I laughed

Ok so yn and jeno are getting along they're really cute everything is peachy but I'm sending some trouble ahead

I'm still at the beginning so I may be wrong but maybe this sexy and fuckboy persona is just for show, the real jeno is who he is when he's with yn, he's naturally confident but he's also naturally laid back so he is able to have "two personalities", I even think is a bit like the Lee jeno in real life like he's so powerful and sexy on stage but out of it he's actually a sweet silly boy

No but jeno with theo had me giggling that was so cute

Oooooh its getting sexy hmmm the sexual tension hehe

Yn crying cause she wants him I get you girl

Jaemin cameo <3333

Them talking about sex I SWEAR they're getting to another level

"So you're not a needy slut?" IJBOL

Oh the similarities between her ex and jeno I hope he won't do the same

Jeno explaining his fuckboy story was so necessary but omg he's so sexy I caaaaannnnttt

The dress scene was so sensual wow the party and jeno's protective side aaa

Their differences are starting to crash I knew it would come a moment like this, but it's good how they can sort it out, I'm also happy yn enjoyed the party

They're dating OMG THEYRE DATING like officially

The smut was chefs kiss

Why does jaemin hyuck and renjun walking in on yn and jeno seems so real (jaemin and hyuck would definitely tease the hell out of him and ask if they could join and renjun would be pissed)

Oh no those stupid parties!

She's right actually, he should've told her on the phone what was happening, communication is one of the most important things in a relationship

Thank you sunwoo you're an angel but now I'm nervous

About the mean ppl I get both sides ofc yn is uncomfortable about it and jeno is also right in not letting it get into them

And I love how he's always so soft with her in these moments

FUCKING BITCH WHO ARE YOU TO TALK LIKE THAT TAKE CARE OF YOUR OWN BUSINESS I SWEAR WHO SHE THINKS SHE IS I HATE HER SO MUCH

(Quick break to pet my cat cause she won't stop meowing)

The smut and after smut scene in the car was so beautiful I almost cried with them fr

GIRL you're letting some slut get into you DONT BRRAKUP WITH HIM

I WANT TO SLAP THOSE BITCHES

Again sunwoo is an angel

Jeno I love you so much you're the sweetest

DONT LEAVE HIM YOUR DUMBASS

Girl now what are you doing on his party

Damn but it's getting wild omg that was so sexy of yn

THRYRE BAAAAAACKKKKK I LOVE THEM

Also besides the love story the project idea is so cool

The speech was AMAZING I was smiling so wide through it

"I don't believe in God, but God made you for me" THAT WAS SO GOOD WTF

I love how they're ALWAYS HORNY

Sooooooo the writing was magnificent, the plot everything was so good so well planned. I got mad, frustated, happy, emotional, you portrayed love and its difficulty so beautifully

heyyyy!!! my holiday was good thank you 🥹 happy new year to you mwah

suh being the professor is everything to me. a little behind the scenes, i wanted to add a scene with him and ten (as they’re married and both are rich and handsome together duh) but it didn’t fit :( it was gonna be the ending but i really wanted the ending to be jeno smirking and saying he deserved the blow job lmao

yns anxiety!! huge role in the fic

jeno!! yeah!! super interesting. he kinda does have two personalities but keep in mind the person he was when he was with yn was a more relaxed, laid back and reserved version of himself. he’s was holding himself back a lot. i mean, as a person he is quite chill and doesn’t really actively attract attention, everyone just finds him hot and sexy cus he has that nonchalant vibe about him, but when he’s high he’s a lot more needy and himself… but he also shows his needy and confident and touchy side when he and yn get together ;))

them talking about sex was so funny lmfao it’s just jeno finally starting to loosen himself

thank you! i do struggle with smut and i wanted to showcase yn and jeno being freaks which tbh i could’ve done better but it’s ok!!! my series of texts between them will show that lmao

he’s so soft :( softest sweetest boyfriend ever he’s whipped

it’s frustrating isn’t it!! jealous ass dumb bitches. it’s so upsetting how yns anxiety got in the way :(

it was getting wild!! we love a good reconciliation line

no like… jeno and yn are CRAZY for each other oh my god they’re the most in love people you’ll meet. i wanna showcase that even more with the texts i’m gonna post and also future one shots :) wanna write them getting engaged and their sexy honeymoon hehe

#moot marijmin #fic mfal #fic mfal jeno #fic mfal yn #leejenowrld asks

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cheehuahuah · 2 months ago

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So disgustingly afraid of flying now in the US of A

I cant go see my partner unless I take a 3 day train one way another 3 back and its close to 2 grand in most cases 1 if Im luckey

I dont have any pto until a year from now

Im going to ask for the time off and just eat the costs but it could have been a 9 hr flight instead that cost a little over 200 round trip. I used to fly all the damn time cross country to see family growing up

6 planes and counting have crashed. And the night I started to cave and order tickets the plane from the airline I chose caught flames at my cities airport with passengers on board

The plane I took home from my work trip almost crash landed due to a malfunction in the landing gear last year I still remember how heavy the silence was between all of us passengers as the pilot tried to keep his voice steady but couldnt stop it from cracking while he tried to tell us it was going to be okay

After we turned around and landed with 8 firetrucks and an army of ambulances waiting for us the next THREE planes they brought us failed inspection, 2 of which had just landed full of passengers with major mechanical errors

It was the first time I had ever been on a plane that was dead silent in my entire life no babies cried not a single person coughed and it was tangible no one sounded like they were even breathing while we approached the ground

I fled my city for my safety and not a single person was brave enough to come with me and my heart aches that I cant go home like I used to

They are eliminating our fastest way to travel interstate unless you have the priviledge of a working car they fired all the flight controlers and put a hiring freeze on the new

Im so fucking scared about whats to come yall. We're trapped. They all waited until it was too late thinking they could just leave tomorrow and theyre all trapped now. I told them all we have to get out now I smelled the blood in the water and they didnt believe me and we've been cut off from eachother in the cruelest way possible

#venting #barking and howling

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4lbon · 1 year ago

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dts s5 e3-5

e3: -"i am perfect 🥰" fuck u know what sometimes the charles leclerc charm does get to me ngl -"breaking america is very important" OH IS IT. let andretti join then -i'll say it. miami isn't that bad. you can critisize the consumerism of it all without being so anti-america yall -fuck caitlyn jenner but her gushing to christian horner abt how great it is that ferrari is winning is iconic -i did watch this season but i did after the fact /knowing/ max was gonna win in the end. its sorta hitting me how it did really look like, oh my god, charles could really win here. just lookin at his lil face thinking how much did he get his hopes up. how much did i hurt, watching it slip away. how do u even handle that emotionally -i know i've talked abt this before but when i was binging the 2022 season i got super drunk before/while watching miami and when i woke up in the morning i remembered basically nothing other than carlos taking his shirt off (priorities). i watched the race highlights sober and was surprised by the lando crash. lol -if anything this rewatch is putting me back in my max girlie era. chomp chomp chomp. and/or i'm ovulating. combination of both -cannot wait for padel game 2023 edition on dts. it will be superior i know it -i do think its wierd that theyre framing (trying to) prioritize charles as a mean thing to do when its exactly what merc did in 2021 for lewis and it was 100% necessary both times. the guy who said 'ferrari won with the wrong car' wasnt wrong thats just how this shit works!!! -idk why dts couldn't just explain that max has non terminal but non fixable damage and thats why he was so damn slow. i feel like it wouldve been so easy to just mention. give context to why he couldnt get back up there -i dont think having multiple episodes focus on the same race from different perspectives is the worst thing ever, but i do think they fucked it up here by having the silverstone episodes back 2 back 2 back...... at least mix it up a lil. put another episode inbetween so we've forgotten by the time its being rehashed is it rly that hard

e4: -"i would've fucked the whole paddock" you know what maybe gunther IS iconic. maybe i will miss him a lil -i'm not a mick girlie but he is such a sweet boy. gunther count ur days :) -being reminded that michael and jos were teammates is such a jumpscare. how did that happen -"its not about proving them wrong, its about proving yourself right." HES SUCH A SMART N WISE LIL BOY. MWAH MWAH MWAH -that was a legitimately terrifying high speed crash. like a crash is a crash but the way that car got torn up is insane -STAY AWAY FROM OLLIE BEARMAN BTW -kevin supporting mick is So Important like an older sibling trying to break the cycle w/ a shitty parent. kevin i love u -ALSO underrated ship. btw -respectfully. as someone who knows nothing abt cars. if the haas keeps having problems splitting in half during crashes mayb. its a car issue. just a thought -faldskjfalksjf but this monaco crash: thinkin abt during the race, kevin had a mechanical dnf nearly the same time, so when the camera cut from mick's smashed car to kevin standing on the side of the track, looking disappointed, there was legitimate confusion on who fucking crashed. anyway that goes to show MAYBE THE CAR IS JUST SHIT -sebmick. is indeed. important -i love the way mick thinks his name is only a blessing. i just love seeing other people be brutally positive in the face of adversity bc its what i aspire to try to do too. its a good mindset to have i hope he is doin well now <3 -small children humbling tf out of christian horner is so important actually -i'm so glad daniel knew what he was worth with haas. i'm so glad they couldn't damn afford him. as he should 💅 -mick & max ALSO underrated ship. this man is so shippable -i am glad max n mick got to have this lil battle tho. they got to have what their dads predicted finally :)

e5: -ok so this is actually the most recent dts episode ive seen since before i started the rewatch, right after otmar got fired i watched it as a fun lil victory lap. this'll be fun lets goooooooo -otmar as a man is such a walking ick. even if i dislike other TPs at least they dont give me the ick. thats the second most unforgivable crime otmar has committed -i'm sorry the way otmar left AM bc he didnt like lawrence as a boss only to sign up to work for LAURENT ROSSI????? u have to laugh -i've said it before and i'll say it again nando n estie were fucking raw 100% -even if mclaren continued to be shit and alpine didn't implode oscar still made the right choice bc CLEARLY otmar was keen on keeping the nandoestie lineup for as long as fucking possible. and then he gets mad when oscar realizes that and bails??? i hate this man sm -'je m'appelle yuki. merci' iconic dts quote. yall if dts didnt exist we wouldnt have this be grateful -ok. so i know when this season came out this whole dando in the parking garage bit got some heat bc apparently that was not at paul ricard like the episode implies. but honestly. listen. netflix got a fun lil moment with daniel and lando. they didnt have anywhere else to put it. was there really any harm with having it squeezed in there. its not like ppl thinking theres a parking garage at paul ricard is super damaging misinformation. pls find real solid criticisms of dts instead of this kinda bitchin and moanin THANK U -HI SEBCHAL CRUMBS -ok um. not 2 tinhat here but i know dts got some heat for not having enough women in this season. did they go back and add these bits with jennie gow after she recovered from her stroke i dont remember her being here. its fine i just dont particularly like how netflix can go back n change shit -i hate birthdays i get so much second hand cringe from this. if i never get sung happy birthday again ever in my life that would be ideal -how many times has nando left and gone back to renault/alpine? god its like a girl who wont stop getting back together with a cheating bf and then being surprised when he cheats again oh fernando left ur team WATER IS WET BABES -ok what i'm getting is otmar is bad at getting contracts finalized in a timely manner and maybe this is his damn fault :) -'lets show him he made the wrong choice' you have to laugh ladjfaklsjdfaljd

#dtsrewatch #she speaks

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clover-46 · 2 years ago

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I'm actually having so much fun sharing these. Also, Good luck with Uni! 💝

Flipping the switch to go to racecar driver David. Because what's more attractive than someone who knows how to drive like a pro?

David's whole team being the pack. Milo deals with his publicity since David hates that shit and Asher helps handle logistics. Sweetheart comanages David, although that's not really a lot of work. And no matter how much Sweetheart and Milo like to pretend they arent together, everyone knows his manager and PR representative are an item.

David never loses a race, and has the cleanest record you'll ever see. No signs of foul play, even when he was racing against Quinn. No one would have blamed him for facilitating that used tissue to crash into the sand pit after what he did to one of David's mechanics.

Angel, who's been a die-hard fan of David ever since they saw him on TV at a bar during their shift. The way he climbs out of his car and takes off the helmet, sweaty enough that his hair sticks to his forehead a bit but not disgustingly sweaty. The way his leather jacket with all his sponsors hugs him so well, along with the matching leather pants, a d "God damn it, why is the camera quality not giving the people what they really want?"

"You mean his ass?"

"OF COURSE I MEAN HIS ASS BAABE! I don't care about who took second or where they went to college! I just want some fan content."

Angel, who keeps sleeping past their alarm because they stayed up late the previous night watching fan edits of David Shaw, and reading reader insert fanfiction with him.

Angel spending way more money than they're willing to admit to go to one of his races with Baabe, who for some reason really likes the technician dude? Whatever. If they want to miss the David Shaw Show, that was their loss.

Angel gets blessed by the gods and gets to do a fan signing with David.

David, who didn't want to do this fan signing because he's not good with people, can't help but think this babbling fan is kind of cute as they stutter out a pickup line before laughing and backpedaling. David, surprising the rest of his team who painfully grinds out one of his own pickup lines to make them feel a little less awkward and uncomfortable.

"Roses are red, violets are blue. With a smile like that, looks like I'm doomed."

Oh... Looks like he accidentally broke them...

Angel from that moment attends every possible race that they can, giddy the entire time. It's a dopamine high for an hour or more. They don't know how much time passes while they keep a careful eye on Davids car turning those corners at breakneck speeds

Asher who suggests that they get some food before returning to the hotel for the night, so they enter a bar. That face behind the counter looks familiar... Wait a minute... Are they stalking him or something?

- 🙊

ok firstly, this is godly. second, DAVID THINKING THEYRE STALKING HIM AT THE END IS GOLD LMAO.

also OUT OF NOWHERE CALLOUT

AND THIS IS SO CUTE OMG

#asher is always hilarious in these #btw im going to community college not uni but thank you !! (:#🙊 anon #clover answers ❗️#i’m going to sleep but whatever asks you send i’ll answer them later when i wake up (:

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transmascnepetaleijon · 3 years ago

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yk i can cook up some really nice and elaborate and interesting aus but sometimes my aus are so fucking confusing and pointless it makes me question why i do this

#i have a godstuck au im making with a sollux i know #and then i have an au that doesnt have a name but goes basically like this:#dave and karkat meet up at this rock bar club show thing. the Talk. it gets Emotional. dave says ''lets get the fuck out of here''#and so they do. theyre both thinking about making out w each other in the car while they drive off this super ultra mega gigantic highway.#karkats like OH FUCK THIS FUCKING SHIT OH MY GOD. and so he just goes for it #and daves like woah w huhw hhuwha- but gets into it #theyre still in a moving car though so they almost crash dont crash oh my god a truck a truck a trUCK DAVE TURN THE FUCKING WHEEL WERE CRAS #welp look at that theyre flung off a cliff damn #so they crash and the car is a fucking wreck and theyre both like ''well-'' ''-SHIT.''#so theyre in the middle of the woods in suits walking around with the same chemistry as a couple who had a messy divorce even though they #were never even married #they also find an abandoned amusement park and make out there its pretty nice #and thats like. all of it #thats literally it #what the fuck right #txt

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constellama · 2 years ago

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Noah is dead, clearly nothing can get worse than this (final raven boys live-blog post :D)

Llama reads TRC: Chapters 31-48 of The Raven Boys

Chapter 31

Ronan is grieving for Noah :(

DECLAN?

Ronan bestie please don’t be drinking all alone in your room <3

He’s getting kicked out D:

“Then you’ve killed him” ok ik Ronan’s home life is kinda awful but why is everyone so sure he’s gonna die? I feel like I’m missing something here

Gansey !!

Why do they have so many cars what

Gansey using his rich people superpowers to keep Ronan in school

OHHH SLEEPWALKING.

Ok either it was MENTIONED before that Ronan sleepwalks and I completely missed it or I’m just dumb

Is that why they keep thinking he’s gonna die

Gansey shoving his credit cards everywhere is so real though

Gansey stop taking so much responsibility for your friends challenge !! Impossible apparently!! This boy is so sad pls Gansey not everything is up to you stop carrying the weight of the world you’re literally a teenager

Chapter 32

“And Noah’s dead. But Parrish is here.” Waiting for the day that they eventually get used to Noah being dead and start joking about it

Every time Adam mentions his home life I want to grab him and run very very far away

Uh oh

Don’t kiss pls that would not end well I think

“She felt like she’d done so much work to appear as eccentric as possible and still, when it came down to it, she was sensible.” I’m not good at words but this sentence. Oh this sentence. It makes me sad in a way I can’t describe.

CHAINSAW!!

Ronan and Chainsaw are the best duo actually

Ronan looks so happy when holding Chainsaw :(

Wait, ok. I’ve heard about Ronan being able to dream things into existence (it’s one of the things I got spoiled on) so I’m wondering, did he get Chainsaw from his dreams?

NOAH

NOAH MY BOY

“I was…more…when I was alive.” WHAT IF I CRIED

“You’re enough now. I missed you.” THEYRE BEST FRIENDS ACTUALLY IDC IDC

Whatever you do don’t imagine Noah braiding Blue’s hair <- sobbing

“And he’s about to be a were, too” DAMN??

“Noah, please don’t die for real” ouch ok I’m completely normal about this actually mhm

I WAS RIGHT!! HES CONNECTED TO GANSEY’S INCIDENT WITH HORNETS

THE DUDE WHO SACRIFICED HIM WAS WHELK WASNT IT

Noah is so sad I’m gonna cry

“But you already know.” OH???

Chapter 33 (TW: Gun)

Gansey bestie pls don’t crash your car

Aaaand the Camaro’s stopped

This is like the worst possible timing

WHELK??

NO NONOO

RUN GANSEY

I’m cryign imagine your car breaking down in the middle nowhere and suddenly your teacher appears and mugs you

THE JOURNAL

Gansey pls you have a gun to your head

YEAHHH PUNCH HIM

Whelk just. Just left? Bro just tried to mug a student 😭??

GO HOME GANSEY PLS BE SAFE

Chapter 34

Omg time to go through Neeve’s things

I love Persephone she’s just an anomaly

Butternut?? 😨

Someone called Neeve to find the ley line,,,it was Whelk wasn’t it,,,

UH OH THEYRE BACK

Chapter 35

Adam making tea :D

Ok so now everything’s in order, things are starting to come together. This can only end in two ways

Oh? The ley line will be woken up soon

DO NOT CALL THE POLICE

Big things are happening and I am NOT scared (lie)

Chapter 36 (TW: Abuse for this chapter, stay safe)

Adam not wanting to leave the car :( Don’t go in Adam just leave pls

“Loser” You’re so right, Ronan

Oh God Adam’s dad is awful

NOO ADAM

ADAM??

RONAN

GET HIM RONAN

What did he do to his ear oh my god

Adam pls

“Can I…can I press charges?” YESSS ADAM MY BOY

Chapter 37

Ew whelk chapter

Ok either Neeve is actually gonna help him or she’s planning to trick him

I’m hoping on the latter

Chapter 38

Adam’s ok :D

His ear is screwed up though :(

“You win,” Adam pls it’s not like that :(

These boys are so sad

I get why Adam wants to do something on his own terms but he also doesn’t have to endure all this abuse because of it :(((

WHAT THE HELL GANSEY

BRO???

GANSEY

Gansey you could have said *literally* anything else

Adam :((((

Screw Adam’s mother too she sucks !!!

Chapter 39

NOAHHH

Adam didn’t want Blue to know about his family life I FEEL ILL

Call from Malory!

“Jane” PFFFFT

I’m sorry what

HIS SKIN FELL OFF? What in the magnus archives—

“My words are unerring tools of destruction, and I’ve come unequipped with the ability to disarm them.” 😭??

“What a fine contribution to the world I am.” Gansey :(

Yes Blue you should spit in Gansey’s eye, it would be funny

Adam pls you could get hurt

Guys pls

Chapter 40

Ok yeah Neeve was definitely lying

Oh. She kidnapped him. Kinda slay of her tbh

“Also, Neeve hadn’t tied tightly enough.” Uh oh 😀

Chapter 41 (TW: Gun)

“Your hair is the color of dirt,” “It knows where it came from” IM SHAKING YOU ADAM !!! STOP HATING YOURSELF !!!

Do NOT kiss PLEASE

“Keep being brave.” they are so special

“There was blood everywhere” haha what.

Oh my god his dad had a GUN??

Thinking about Adam makes me sad

He needs a hug

Adam.

ADAM NO

Oh my god Adam what are you about to do

Chapter 42

GANSEY WAKE UP

HES GONNA WAKE UP THE LEY LINE ALL BY HIMSELF??

Chapter 43

“Are you sleeping?” “Yes,” just like me fr

Santa Claus metaphor,,, I love these two they’re the best mother daughter duo

His name was Artemus?? Kinda sounds like Artemis,,,

“Drugs might be better” lmao

The Raven boys are here!! Go save Adam!!

And get Neeve too, from whatever she’s off doing

Chapter 44

Adam !!!

All the descriptions of Cabeswater are so pretty ough

ADAM NO

YEAHHH NEEVE KILL HIM!! KILL WHELK !!

Oop, back to Blue’s pov

“MURDERED” Noah :(

“REMEMBERED” WHAT IF I SOBBED !! WHAT IF I BROKE DOWN AND CRIED !!

Chapter 45

Whelk is so annoying I need him gone

Oh my god

The ritual doesn’t work if it’s just murder??? So it just wouldn’t work at all if Whelk did it :0

What’s up with Neeve’s eyes bro

WHAT

WHERE’D NEEVE GO

UH OH

ADAM GET OUT OF THE PENTAGRAM

“I sacrifice myself.” ADAM NO

HEY??? WHAT

Chapter 46

“Was I so awful?” NOO GANSEY IT WASNT YOUR FAULT :(

White horned beasts 😭?? Literally what is happening

Are they unicorns though this is important 👀

Oop they’re in the vision tree

WHAT

Chapter 47

Gansey actually saw the same vision this time omg

Personally I think that it’s a good thing that Whelk is dead. That’s just me though personally I think it’s incredibly beneficial actually

THE TREES

GLENDOWER??

Chapter 48

Is this an epilogue??

It seems like it

Ok so Neeve just straight up despawned bc of the mirrors

Noah :( he probably misses his family so badly :(((

“He’s sorry for drinking your birthday schnapps” what if I cried

OH THEY DUG HIM UP

NOAHHH MY BOY HES BACK

Ronan?

“I guess now would be a good time to tell you, I took Chainsaw out of my dreams.” I WAS RIGHT!!!

BUT WHY ARE YOU ONLY MENTIONING THIS NOW

Good God. I have so many thoughts. This book was so fun to read I can’t wait for the next ones :D !! I’m gonna take a bit of a break before I read the next one though. Just a heads up, I probably won’t live-blog the next books like I did with this one, but I will post my thoughts occasionally (just not as much). Anyways, Live Laugh Love Noah Czerny🙏

#the raven cycle #the raven boys #richard gansey #blue sargent #ronan lynch #adam parrish #noah czerny #llama reads trc #constellama talks #tw abuse #tw gun

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barbiewritesstuff · 3 years ago

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Sticking with my niche here, can i get some angst where Rooster and the reader are in a really bad car accident and Rooster feels incredibly guilty bc theyre hurt real bad?

Impact

-- I took some liberties but I hope you enjoy it still!

Tw. Car crash, brief mention of injuried and death --

Hangman had been drunk when his phone rang and your voice spoke through the speaker

"Jake? Can you come pick me up? Stacy and Ashley left me stranded at the club for some stupid frat boys"

"Shit, sorry. I h-- Y/n I have had a lot of beer. I can't drive" Jake slurred through the phone. Hell, he couldn't even open his eyes. He heard you sweare through the receiver "Hang on"

"Roos -- Bradshaw. You can drive, right? Can you do me a favour?"

And that's how Rooster had found himself driving to the club you had been at with a vague description he had received from Hangman ("She's like not too tall but also like, not small? Got blue eyes and like blonde hair? I think? It might be a little brown. She's also like, really cute?").

He found you by the side of the road and Rooster had to stop himself from staring.

Whatever Hangman had tried to say with 'really cute' did not paint an accurate picture of you. The club's neon lights made you look like a damn movie character. He had really sold you short. And when you spoke to introduce yourself, Bradshaw couldn't listen to anything but the honeyed tone of your voice.

"You are saving me, I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't been able to come pick me up."

"You're welcome"

"You're Rooster, right? Jake told me lots about you"

"Oh God, what has he told you?" Rooster chuckled

"He really admires your flying, you know. And he thinks you're an overall great dude" She smiled.

An easy silence settled over the car as you fiddled with the strap of your shoe.

"So how do you know Hangman?"

"Oh it's not very interesting" you said but Rooster still urged you.

Jake had been a friends with your older brother since diapers thanks to you moms' friendship, but being the annoying little sister meant you were excluded from much of what they did until you both hit your teens. Then, your brother got ill, Jake spent much of his days at yours trying to do what your brother couldn't anymore. He'd help with homework, listen to you talk about boys and teach you how to play guitar. You really appreciated that he was there for you. And when your brother died, Jake was there to hug you and hold you as you cried. He held you hand during the funeral, hoping you would find the same comfort in the gesture than he did.

Since then, he was there to protect you no matter the day, no matter the time.

Rooster listened and stayed quiet. It turned out that whatever Hangman lacked in reliability in the air, he made up for with her.

"Are you single?" Realising the suddenness of the question, Rooster tried to backtrack "I mean you and Jake --"

"Oh no, we're not dating. Just friends. I'm single" You shot a disarming smile his way "Are you, Rooster?"

You tone had been a little suggestive. Rooster could feel the temperature rise in the car. He nodded.

Talking to you was easier than talking to anyone he'd ever talked to. You were naturally chatty and didn't mind his short answers at the start.

Your relaxed attitude made him at ease.

You were almost at the Hard Deck where you said you would pick up Jake and drive him home in his own car. Rooster wished the journey had been longer.

"If that's okay, i'd like to take you out sometime"

You beamed but before you could answer Rooster felt the wheel jerk under his fingers.

You had been stopped at an intersection, the light turned green and Rooster had stepped on the gas and then your world went dark.

The car flipped.

The corvette that had sped down the hill on your right hadn't even attempted to brake much before hitting you straight in the passenger door.

Rooster was relatively uninjured, save for whiplash, a broken wrist and a concussion. He managed to crawl out of the car. He looked at the scene. The corvette had been turned into an accordion and the door of your car had bent inwards so much in the impact that it had snapped clean off of its hinges and was now lying on the floor.

He could see you from where he stood.

Rooster walked forward a little and knelt down to check up on you. His heart stopped.

You were staring dead ahead, empty eyes glazed over. There was no pulse and no breathing.

The emergency crews arrived and pronounced you and the corvette's driver dead at the scene. They loaded Rooster onto the ambulance despite his pleas that he was fine, please leave him alone, to check for internal damage.

He knew it wasn't his fault. But the guilt he felt was all consuming.

How was he going to tell Hangman? What was he going to tell Hangman?

She had been precious to him, the only person he had never left hanging and on the one night he allows someone else to help, he gets her killed. Rooster tried not to imagine what was happening at the Hard Deck right then. He tried not to imagine Jake's face when the police officers entered the bar and told him that there was an accident and that his honorary little sister had been killed on impact.

Rooster's phone buzzed with an incoming call. The name "Lt Jackass Seresin" lit up the screen. Rooster didn't pick up.

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