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Teach Me {2}

< read part 1 here > Pairing: Bang Chan x Reader, Jeongin x Reader

Word Count: 3,6k Tags: fluff, friendship, kissing, friends to ? Summary: you have your second lesson with Chan and get a chance to immediately practise your new skills with Jeongin. a/n: it's offical! teach me is going to be a series! (with all of OT8!) I hope you like it <3 ***********************************************************

'Ready for lesson two?' Chan teases when you walk behind him into the living room of the place he shares with Jeongin.

The latter lays on the couch bundled up in an oversized hoodie, grey sweats and fluffy socks. His glasses are balanced on his nose as he's typing furiously on his phone.

'Hey Innie,' you greet him cheerfully, ignoring Chan's teasing.

Jeongin looks up from his phone and smiles at you. 'Hi Y/N, wanna come sit with me?'

Chan clears his throat behind you, but you once again ignore him and drop onto the couch next to Jeongin.

'Whatcha doing?' You sing song, leaning against him in a side hug.

Jeongin ruffles your hair and shows you his phone screen which is open on the groupchat with all the guys.

'I was defending my honor,' he says seriously, pouting for a moment.

'Hmm are they teasing you again baby bread? Need me to kick some ass?' You ask, puffing your chest and making boxing movements with your arms.

Jeongin laughs and shakes his head. 'I think you need to protect yourself, not me.'

'INNIE,' Chan yells from where he had disappeared into the kitchen. 'Shut up!'

You furrow your brows in confusion. 'Why?'

'They all want to teach you,' Jeongin shrugs. 'They've been-'

'Jeongin!' Chan slaps a hand over Jeongin's mouth. 'Don't scare Y/N away with silly talk like that.'

You slump against the back of the couch and fold your arms, your eyes moving between the two of them. 

'What is he talking about? Is this about last Saturday? Were they serious about that?' You ask Chan. 

You've been thinking a lot about that day. About how sweet and supportive the guys were after your failed date, your panic and your tears. About Chan kissing you and about the offer for another lesson in kissing from Chan, but also from the others.

You knew Chan was serious about it, you've talked about it, but you thought the others had been messing around. You thought they were just trying to cheer you up and make you feel better about yourself.

'Oh they were serious alright,' Jeongin mutters, ignoring Chan's glare.

You blink at the two of them, not sure how to respond and what to think of it. It was once again sweet and your stomach flutters at the thought of kissing the others, but it makes you nervous too. Wouldn't it change your friendship if you let them? 

'Why did you need to defend yourself?' You ask Jeongin, deciding to focus on that first.

Jeongin flushes bright red and his gaze drops to his lap.

'Well, I've never been kissed either,' he admits, not looking at you. 

You smile and pat his knee in comfort. 'So what? As you know, you're not the only one here who lacks experience.'

'It means I have nothing to teach you.'

You blink again. You didn't see that coming.

Chan buries his head in his hands across from you and you send him a questioning look, one he obviously doesn't see.

'So what?' You repeat carefully. 'That doesn't make you any less than the others. Or me, because as you know I've got nothing to teach either.'

Jeongin looks up at you again and his eyes suddenly brighten. 'Oh, thank you,' he smiles, before he grabs his phone again to type something.

Chan's phone buzzes on the table and the two of you look at it. It was obviously Jeongin who sent something in the groupchat and you sent the younger man a questioning look.

'You can teach me once they've taught you,' he explains, his cheeks turning red once more.

Oh. God. 

'Jeongin!' Chan yells out, grabbing his phone from the table. 

You just gape at Jeongin as your brain tries to catch up with what just happened. 

'Unless you don't want to of course,' Jeongin says softly, suddenly seeming to realize what he said. 'I'd understand.' 

'I-uhm,' you stutter. 'I guess? I'm still trying to wrap my head around what we're actually talking about here.' 

Chan sits down on the couch at your other side, handing you a bottle of water that he took from the kitchen when he briefly left earlier. 

'You don't have to decide on anything now,' he says. 'About us teaching you and you teaching Innie. It's just an open offer and you can decline, you know, we won't be offended or anything. We just want to help you, we care about you.' 

You just nod and take a sip of water, thinking it over. You hadn't been able to get Chan's kisses out of your head and you were curious if kissing the others would be different. You knew you could trust them, but you were worried about what this would do to your relationship with them. Would it be weird after? Awkward? And what if you get feelings for one of them? Or they for you?

'I can see the wheels turning in your head,' Chan says, breaking your thoughts as he softly pokes your cheek. 'Do you want to talk about it? Do you want to talk to the others? Or do you just want to forget it all? We can just watch a movie.' 

You smile and let your head fall on his shoulder, cuddling up against him. Chan immediately wraps his arms around you. 

'Can we watch a movie and talk about it after?' you ask, looking up at him. 

Chan shares a look with Jeongin before nodding and kissing the top of your head. 

'Sure, what do you want to watch?' The three of you end up watching Rapunzel, one of your comfort Disney movies. Chan protested at first, but when you offered to watch Frozen instead he caved. You and Jeongin sing along with all the songs while Chan just smiles at you and plays with your hair. 

When the movie credits roll across the screen you feel more relaxed and your brain has calmed down enough to think clearly. You don't say anything right away, enjoying the cuddles you're getting from both sides. 

'Jisung and Felix are going to be so jealous we watched a disney movie without them,' Jeongin chuckles, lifting his head from your shoulder. 

'Probably, but I'll happily watch another disney movie with them soon so they'll be fine,' you smile, lifting your arms above your head to stretch your back. 

'Yeah? Can I join that one too?' Jeongin asks hopefully. 'Maybe we can watch How To Train Your Dragon next!' 

'Sure, Innie,' you laugh. 'Just tell me when and I'll be there.' 

He beams up at you and grabs his phone, probably to text the others. 

'You wanna come to my room for a bit to talk?' Chan whispers, nudging your shoulder. 

You nod, ruffle Jeongin's hair and stand up from the couch to follow Chan to his room. When he closes the door you suddenly feel nervous again. You've been in Chan's room a thousand times before, but it feels different now somehow. 

'You okay?' Chan asks as he sits down on his bed. 

'Yeah, I'm just-,' you bite your lip. 'Worried I guess?' 

Chan cocks his head at you and motions for you to come closer. 'Why?' 

'What if it ruins our friendship?' you ask, stepping closer to where he's sitting. 

Chan scoffs and reaches out to grab your hand, intertwining your fingers with his and pulling you down beside him. His body turns towards you so he can look at you. 

'It won't, I won't let that happen,' he promises. 

'You can't promise that,' you argue, looking down at your intertwined hands. 'I don't want to lose you over something so silly.' 

'And you won't, Y/N, you mean so much to me and I just,' he sighs and squeezes your hand. 'I just rather teach you this stuff than some rude asshole who might just use you for his own advantage and won't treat you right. I'd much rather it be me or the guys, who I trust and who will treat you the way you deserve.' 

'This stuff?' you tease, but it's a coping mechanism to try and calm your wild heartbeat. 'What exactly will this stuff you want to teach me be?'

Chan gives you a look and you laugh nervously. 

'Sorry, I'm a bit nervous and you're so sweet,' you admit. 'I think I want to accept your offer and that of the others too, but I need their word that they're okay with it too. And that it won't make things weird between us.' 

Chan's lips curl up in a smile and he nods. 'We can make that happen and you need to remember that you don't have to do anything you're uncomfortable with. It will all be up to you what we teach you, okay?' 

'Okay,' you agree. 'I trust you, Channie.'

You show him just how true the words are by climbing up in his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck as your legs fold on each side of his thick muscled thighs.

'Can I still get my second lesson today? I was really looking forward to it.' 

Chan blinks at you, clearly surprised, but then he shakes out of it and grabs onto your hips to pull you closer against his chest. 

'Really now? I made an impression huh?' he grins, nuzzling his nose against yours. 

You roll your eyes at him playfully. 'Don't get cocky on me Mr. Bang. You're still the only guy I've kissed, so I have no one to compare you to.' 

'Maybe I should tell the guys to back off then,' Chan laughs. 'Don't want you choosing them over me.' 

'Oh just shut up and kiss me already.' 

Chan's lips are on yours in an instant. They're soft and warm and just like last time, you melt into the kiss immediately. Your fingers digg in the skin of his neck as you move your lips over Chan's, finding a rhythm as easily as breathing. First you go slow, moving carefully, but then you get more confident and move up the pace a notch, nipping at Chan's lips.

Chan hums in approver and his hands glide down your back and towards your ass, pressing you closer against him. You let it all happen, enjoying the electric tingles that erupt all over your body at his touch. Your heart beats fast in your chest and for a moment you wonder if he can feel it, hear it even. 

You gasp against Chan's mouth when his hands move even lower, disappearing into the back pockets of your jeans, but you don't stop him, not even when he softly squeezes. It feels nice, it makes your blood feel hot and heat pools in your tummy. You want him to do it again. 

Just as you're about to pull back to ask him to do just that, something warm and wet touches your lips. 

Chan's tongue. 

Your heart rate spikes once more. He'd said the second lesson would involve tongue and you've been preparing yourself for it, afraid it would cause you to freak out again like on your date last weekend. 

Chan seems to feel the tension in your body and gives your bottom lip a tiny lick, before nipping it and then he kisses you again like before, chasing your lips. Your body relaxes and when Chan squeezes your butt again, you moan. 

The sound is strange to your ears as you've never actually heard yourself make a noise like that, but it doesn't freak you out. Chan tightens his grip on you and this time you gasp, letting your hands wander towards Chan's hair to play with the strands at the back of his neck. 

Feeling more confident, you open your mouth slightly, poking your tongue out to taste Chan’s bottom lip. He groans against your mouth and you do it again. Chan’s lips part and your tongues meet, careful, soft and searching. It feels a little weird, but you’re curious and try to follow Chan’s lead, licking into his mouth. He groans again, moving his hands from your ass to your face to cup your cheeks. 

‘Is this okay?’ Chan whispers against your mouth. 

You kiss him again in answer, pulling his hair a little to keep him close. You don’t want to talk right now, you just want to feel. Chan seems to get the memo and strokes your cheek with his thumb before deepening the kiss again, twirling his tongue against yours. You hum and once again follow his lead, repeating the movements he makes. 

You have no idea how much time has passed when you pull back, panting. You feel hot all over and your skin tingles. Chan’s lips are swollen and shiny with saliva and you wonder if yours look the same. 

‘That was,’ you mumble, closing your eyes for a second. ‘Wow.’ ‘Yeah?’ Chan smiles. 

You nod. ‘Uhu, you’re a good teacher.’ 

‘And you’re a good student,’ he winks, letting his hands wander to your ass again and slipping his fingers into your back pockets just like before. ‘You seemed to like this too.’ 

You can feel the blood rush to your cheeks in embarrassment, but you can’t deny it. You did like it. A lot. And you like it now too. His hands are big and strong and you can’t help but wiggle a little on his lap. 

‘I’ll remember that,’ Chan grins, giving you one last squeeze before letting go. 

It takes everything in you not to pout so you let out a laugh instead. 

‘You do that, Channie. I’ll remember you like having your hair pulled. Do all guys like that?’ 

‘I can’t really speak for all guys, but yes I think in the heat of the moment a lot of us like it. It usually tells us you like whatever we’re doing or that you want more.’ 

You nod, that makes sense. 

‘I just did it to keep you close.’ you explain, your cheeks heating up again. 

‘We like that too,’ Chan smiles, flicking your nose with his finger. ‘I’m glad it was good for you.’ 

‘Me too. Do you have any pointers? Something I could do better?’ you ask. 

Chan frowns at you, like he always does when you question your actions. ‘No, you did well. You followed my lead, but also took some initiative yourself.’ 

There’s  a knock on the door then. 

‘Guys? Is it safe to come in?’ Jeongin calls out from the living room. 

‘Come in, Innie,’ Chan yells back. 

You place your hands on his shoulders to get off his lap, but Chan clasps his hands on your hips to keep you in place. 

‘Oh, sorry,’ Jeongin blushes when he steps into Chan’s room and sees the position you're in. 

‘No worries, Innie,’ you smile. ‘I was about to get going anyways.’ 

‘You were?’ Chan and Jeongin ask at the same time, both their faces turning sad at the thought of you leaving. 

‘I was going to ask if you wanted to stay for dinner. We can order in and watch another movie maybe,’ Jeongin continues, giving you a hopeful smile. 

You smile back at him. ‘I’ll take a raincheck if that’s okay? Maybe tomorrow? I promised my roomies I’d eat with them tonight.’ 

Jeongin shares a look with Chan. ‘I think we’re in the studio again tomorrow, but maybe you can come over when we have dinner?’ 

Chan nods slowly. ‘We have dance practice as well, but you’re definitely welcome to eat with us. You can take my card with you now and pick us all up some dinner on your way there?’ 

‘Sure, I can pick up sushi from that place close to work? But only if you’re sure it’s no bother for me to come over. We can always meet up another day,’ you say, noticing Chan’s hesitance. 

‘What? No, it’s fine silly,’ your best friend immediately reassures you, squeezing your hips where he is still holding you. 

‘Yay, I’ll tell the others,’ Jeongin cheers, tapping his phone screen excitedly. 

‘You sure?’ you ask again. ‘I wouldn’t want to intrude.’ 

Chan rolls his eyes and stands up from the bed, taking you with him as he goes. He wraps his arms around you to pull you in a hug and kisses the top of your head. 

‘You can never intrude, we all like it when you come over and it also gives you an opportunity to talk to the others about accepting their offer.’ 

Nervous butterflies erupt in your stomach at the thought, but you nod and hug him back. 

‘Okay, okay. Thanks for today, Channie.’ 

‘Anytime, just say the word and we can do it again,’ he chuckles. ‘It’s not like I get any other action anyways.’ 

You gasp in mock horror and pull away from his hug to slap his chest. 

‘So that’s how it is, you’re just using me huh?’ you laugh. 

‘Like you’re not using me? It’s a win-win,’ Chan teases back. 

‘Uh, I’ll leave,’ Jeongin speaks up suddenly and when you look back at the door he is just disappearing into the living room. 

‘Innie, wait up,’ you yell after him. ‘You can walk me out.’ 

‘Okay,’ Jeongin yells back. 

You giggle and turn back to Chan. He’s already looking down at you with a smile and your stomach does a little flip when he leans forward and presses a soft kiss against your lips. 

‘I’ll text you what time to meet us tomorrow, yeah?’ 

You nod, give him a little wave and hurry towards where Jeongin is waiting. The younger man puts his phone away when you approach him and you hook your arm with his. 

‘So, Innie, are you sure you want me to be your first kiss?’ you ask as he leads you towards the front door. 

He abruptly stops walking and gapes at you. ‘What?’ 

‘Wouldn’t it make it weird between us?’ you ask, cocking your head at him. 

‘I- uh, no? I don’t think so?’ 

‘Are you asking me?’ you smile, pulling on his arm to make him walk with you again. ‘You can think about it, but if you want to, I’ll teach you what Chan and the others teach me.’ 

Jeongin blinks a few times, his cheeks turning pink and he swallows before looking at you again. ‘Really? You would do that for me?’ 

‘Of course I would, you’d do the same for me if you had anything to teach me. Isn’t that what you said?’ 

Jeongin nods and chews on his lip when the two of you stand in front of the door. You let him alone with his thoughts for a moment to slip into your shoes and put on your coat. 

‘I don’t need to think about it,’ Jeongin says when you turn towards him again. ‘I want this.’ 

You grab his hand in yours. ‘Are you sure, Innie?’ 

‘Yes, if you think you can do this without falling in love with me,’ he jokes, his cheeks still pink.

You burst out in a fit of giggles and he joins you, the two of you clinging onto each other as you laugh. 

A small part of your brain wonders if you’re making a mistake here, if it’s even possible to do all this without catching feelings, but you ignore the little voice and banish it even further back in your brain. You don’t want to think, you just want to enjoy yourself, get comfortable with yourself and your own body and let your friends help you with that. It'll be fine. Right? 

‘Okay, okay, are you ready for your first kiss then?’ you ask Jeongin when the two of you are finally able to stop giggling. 

‘What? Right now?’ Jeongin’s eye widen as you step closer to him, placing your hands on his chest. 

‘If you want,’ you smile up at him. ‘You can say no.’ 

Jeongin’s eyes fall to your lips as he licks his own. 

‘Okay,’ he nods. ‘What do I do?’ 

‘You can either place your hands on my hips, my neck or my face,’ you explain, thinking of what Chan had done. ‘Then you lean in, close your eyes and kiss me. Just try to relax and move your lips slowly when it feels good for you to do so.’ 

Jeongin nods, a determined look in his eyes as he places one hand on your hip and the other on your cheek. It’s a fluent and confident move and you give him an encouraging smile, lifting your head up to his as you close your eyes. 

It only takes a second before you feel a warm puff of breath against your lips. Jeongin lets out a shaky breath and then presses his mouth against yours. His lips feel tense at first, but when you move your hands from his chest to his jaw, he softens against you and sighs. 

You stay perfectly still till you wait for him to move, it’s what you liked about Chan kissing you the first time too. Jeongin makes a soft noise in the back of his throat and then he carefully moves his lips over yours. 

It’s very sweet and gentle and when you pull back, his eyes shine with something that looks like satisfaction. His ears are red and he looks absolutely adorable looking down at your lips like he wants to go back in for a second taste. 

‘Well?’ you whisper. ‘Was that anything like you expected?’ 

‘It was better, I want to do it again.'

*********************************** a/n: hope you liked part 2, please let me know what you think <3 Taglist: @lunearta @gigizzz

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On Full Display

-Azul Ashengrotto X Gen!Reader- -FLUFF-

Words: 1,606

Summary: Reader finds out that Azul tried to remove the last picture of his chubby merform from the Atlantic Memorial Museum, but he forgot of one picture you had all taken a long time ago.

You can also find this on AO3 and WATTPAD!

You hummed as you brushed your hair. You use your finger to move around the smaller pieces out of your face only for it to end up sticking up.

You let out a huff as your hair wasn't cooperating. "Dumb hair..." You placed down your hairbrush as you swam to the other side of your room.

You had a makeshift vanity with the different things you had found in your younger years, never wanting to get rid of it even if there were newer and better ones out there. You looked at yourself in the mirror before deciding you looked presentable enough. You looked down at the messy vanity and let out a chuckle.

You picked up the picture frame that was placed down on your vanity and brought it close to your chest. You hugged it as you twirled around.

"Ahh...I miss them. I hope they come visit soon." You mumbled to yourself as you placed it back where it was before. The picture was of you, the leech twins, and Azul when you were only little merkids. You took one more look at it before exiting out of your home, deciding to swim around for a bit before doing your daily chores.

...

"Ahh! Azul!!" You called out as you eagerly swam to his octopot hideout. "Y/N...what is it this time?" He mumbled out. "Look what I got my hands on!" You excitedly showed him the camera you had in your hand. "I found a camera! Do you think it will work?" You asked as you moved it around in your hands as you examined it.

"Ah Y/N has found a camera! That's so frikin' cool." Floyd said as he came up behind you, snatching the camera away.

"Not fair Floyd!" You said as you rolled your eyes. He tossed it and Jade was quick to catch it. "This old thing seemed as if it would disintegrate any second it seems," Jade said as he gave it back to you much to Floyd's displeasure.

"It wouldn't hurt to try it? Even then the pictures from this camera come out with some sort of plastic film covering it so I think it will be fine underwater."

"Using your mer-brain huh?" Floyd snickered. "Come on give it here I want to click the button!!" He laughed as he reached for it but you shook your head. "Who said I wanted you in the picture Floyd!" You said as you stuck out your tongue. "I came to take a picture with Azul!"

"Whaa! Why Azul!" Floyd yelled out. "I already have pictures with you I have none with Azul!" You yelled back. "And who said I wanted a picture with you, Y/N?" Azul said as he kept himself in his octopot. "Oh! He got you Y/N!" Floyd began laughing hard as you just stared at the boy in embarrassment. "Well, that's one way to kill me..."

"Oh come on Y/N, why don't we all take a picture? You can even be the one to click the button." Jade suggests. You sighed in defeat as you nodded your head. "Fine, you all in?" You asked the three of them. Floyd and Jade nodded their heads as Azul only groaned in annoyance.

"I'm not taking a picture!" He yelled out only to realize that Jade and Floyd were pulling him out of his octopot. "L-let go of me!" He cried as he was forced between Jade and Floyd.

You laughed at the scene as Jade put his hand on Azul's cheeks forcing his mouth to form a smile. You quickly got next to Floyd and extended your hand in front of you. "Okay, guys smile!" Shortly after you said that you clicked the button.

A few seconds passed and you all heard the camera snap. You smiled happily as something began coming out of the camera. "Ah! I think it worked!" You laughed in contentment as you swam around eagerly as you waited for the picture to be out fully.

When it did you stared at it confused. "What's wrong Y/N?" Azul asked you as Jade and Floyd let him go. "The picture is black, it's not showing anything..."

"Huh, how strange..." Jade said with widened eyes as he came over to you. Unfortunately, Floyd swam faster and snatched it out of your hands. "What a bummer... it's making me mad! I was so excited too but turns out your camera is trash!" Floyd pouted as he looked at it though his eyes then widened and he started smiling in content.

"Woah! Now this is cool! Look the image is appearing like magic!" Floyd laughed as he shoved the picture in your face. Your eyes shined as you looked at it. "Awesome!" You snickered as you took the picture. You smiled at yourself as you could clearly see the four of you. "I love it! I'm gonna put it up in my room!"

"Please don't..." Azul said as he began to tear up from embarrassment.

...

You swam quite far from your home, passing by numerous colorful corals on your path. You halted for a second you looked to your left and noticed the Atlantica Memorial Museum up ahead. Something catches your eyes as you gasp. You were certain you just saw humans walking in. "Now that's something I never see around here..." You said to yourself with a chuckle. The sight of witnessing the humans trying to swim so deep in the sea made you laugh.

"How silly!" You laughed once more as you swam closer to the museum. You were certain the museum was closed but the guard seemed more than happy letting them in. "Maybe it's a special event? Oh, I want to go talk to them!" You thought to yourself.

You saw one of the humans and thought they looked oddly familiar. "That sort of looks like...Azul!" You beamed as you got closer. Fortunately for you, the guard at the front had gone in with the others so there wasn't anyone stopping you from going in.

You did your best to keep quiet though the occasional giggle would leave your lips as you saw Azul walk on human legs.

"Everyone, welcome to the Atlantic Memorial Museum. We are on a study tour today. Regardless of why we are here, I recommend you take your time and enjoy yourselves." You heard Azul speak. You then saw a little seal start talking with Azul, well at least that's what you thought it was. From the corner of your eye, you saw Jade and Floyd approach.

It took everything in you to stop yourself from giving away your hiding spot. They started moving to another part of the Museum as you continued to follow them. Azul had started telling them of how you merfolk lived underwater.

After a while, you saw the humans separate into groups and you found it a perfect opportunity to swim up to Azul to talk to him. You left your hiding spot as you swam at lightning speed towards Azul. "Aha! Azul!!!!" You cheered as you hugged him tightly, spinning yourself with him at a fast pace as he gasped.

"Y/N??" He yelled out your name. "Y-your holding me too tight-!" You let him back down with a smile. "Ahh, I'm sorry! I'm just so happy to see you! Those legs look great by the way!" You chuckled.

He looked away flustered as he pushed up his glasses. "What are you even doing here?" He asked you. "What? Not happy to see me?"

"That's not it! Just answer my question." He sighed. "Well I saw the group of humans walk in here and I wanted to talk to them but then I saw you and the twins!"

"I see, have you told the boys hello yet?" He asked to which you shook your head. "No, I wanted to see you first!" You smiled at him. He looked to the side again before looking up at you, his eyes widened in panic as he grabbed onto your shoulders and forcefully made you move to your right.

"Heyy! What gives!" Floyd whined as he swam past you. "Don't give me that crap Floyd. If I hadn't you would have taken both me and Y/N." Azul sighed in annoyance. "Floyd!!" You called out. "Oh, how wonderful!" You smiled as you noticed Jade approach as well and you said hello to him too.

"What are you guys even doing here hm?" You asked and noticed Azul instantly freeze up. "Well, our buddy Azul here was planning on destroying picture evidence of his young chubby merman self!" Floyd laughed loudly. "How embarrassing...it was the last thing remaining of this planet that anyone would see of my past self..." Azul murmured in defeat.

"Now now Azul." Jade snickered as he flashed his sharp teeth. You hummed in confusion. "Last thing on the planet...?" You mumbled. You started laughing loudly out of nowhere and Azul grew even more flustered. "How silly of you Azul!" You continued laughing.

"Silly-! Stop laughing!" He furrowed his brows. "I'm sorry but did you really think that was the last photo of you in your chubby merform?" Jade's eyes seemingly widened as you smirked to which he did as well. "Now even I had forgotten." Jade sighed.

"Remember the picture we all took together that one time, with that old camera I found? The one I said I'll put up in my room?" Azul looked shocked as you swore his soul started leaving his body.

"That picture is still in my room! On full display!"

[slut4bill]

Hello! So I saw that your doing request so I was wondering if you could do a Billy loomis x fem reader fluff? I've been wanting fluff so you could do whatever you like! ♡♡ thank you if you do this♡♡♡

yeah ofc!! love ur pfp btw

Kissing and Dancing- Billy Loomis

𝜗𝜚 - billy loomis x fem!reader

𝜗𝜚 - fluff

𝜗𝜚 - just your standard make out session

ღ - a/n: billy loomis fluff is so rare to find but this was so fun to write

You blew the cigarette smoke from your lips as you continued to tease your hair in the vanity mirror. Yes, you took health so obviously you got that whole 'smoking will kill you' lecture-cheesy video and all- but fuck you if it wasn't amazing. The way the minty feeling rolled down your throat as the bitter aftertaste stayed on your tongue, the feeling of the nicotine flowing to your brain. It was exhilarating. And hey at least it's not weed which you also smoke duh which is what you tell yourself whenever your boyfriend tells you to quit.

Your boyfriend, the Billy Loomis. Your wonderful, loving, caring, horror movie loving boyfriend. You'd think he was Randy with how much he talked about them, for a jock he was such a fucking nerd. Oh, but you loved the way his face lit up whenever he talked about them, that glint in his eyes as his lips upturned into a small smile.

Should you be concerned? Probably. But why would you ever accuse someone so sweet of being a psychopath? No, not your Billy, not the boy who comforts you whenever you're down, the person that knows exactly what to do to cheer you up. You subconsciously started to smile the more you thought about him not even noticing the figure starting to climb in through your window.

His hands grab your waist causing you to let out a yelp before meeting his eyes in the mirror. "Billy what are you doing here?" you giggle as he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck. "mhh nothin' just wanted to see ya' dollface" he mumbles into your neck, and you swore you could feel the smirk he had on his face. You smiled and scoffed "If my dad finds out you're in here he'll go all psycho killer on your ass" to which he just chuckled and started pressing light feather kisses along your neck before moving up to your lips.

"So you want me to leave then" he pouts looking at you with a kicked puppy expression. He hummed and let go of you and flopped down onto your bed. Raising an eyebrow at him, you walked over until you were between his legs. "And who said you could stay?" the brunette looked up as if in thought before looking at you with a grin, flashing his pearly whites "I did- you wouldn't kick out your poor boyfriend would you now?"

God the power he held over you. He could probably asl for anything and you would say yes without hesitation. Hell, you would kill for him. No questions asked.

Love makes you do crazy things.

"- to set the mood" wait what. "Sorry what? I zoned out" the boy chuckled "Yeah I figured. I said how 'bout some music to set the mood"

"Right- right, yeah of course hold on" you said as you swiftly turned your back on him to dig through your pile of CDs. You flipped through the various labeled plastic objects, a few catching your eye until you settled on 'Dead or Alive'. Billy took a look at it before clicking his tongue, "Not very romantic, is it?" You rolled your eyes and popped the disc into your MP3 player, bopping your head to the beat as you plopped onto the bed next to your boyfriend.

After a bit you noticed that Billy seemed to be staring at you, and you turned your head to meet his gaze. His chocolate brown eyes stared into yours as he slowly leaned in before his lips grazed yours. You could feel his breath tingling against your face in anticipation as he cupped your cheek with one hand, the other sliding down your torso before settling on your waist.

Your eyes fluttered shut as his soft lips met yours in a breath-taking kiss. His lips left yours with a 'tch' sound before he laid above you to initiate another. You melted into his touch as his tongue ran across your bottom lip as if asking for entry. You complied of course, parting your now swollen lips for him to which he immediately takes advantage of, slipping his tongue into your mouth. His tongue dances with yours as the hand that was resting on your waist moves lower and lower until it's bunched up your night gown.

You separate from him to catch your breath as he did the same while watching your chest heave up and down. He couldn't help but grin and started attacking your face with small peck making you giggle.

He stood up off the bed and took your hand, pulling you flush against his body as you both swayed to the rhythm of the song together. He spun you around once it got to the 'You spin me right 'round, baby, right 'round-Like a record, baby, right 'round, 'round, 'round' bit.

He was everything you had ever wanted. And you were everything he never had. He was yours, and you were his. It was like an unspoken agreement you both had, just two teenagers so full of love- no idea of what the outside world held- both of you in your own little world.

After your little dance session ended, you both crawled under the covers together now completely ignoring the fact your father was downstairs. "I love you baby" the brown-haired boy smiled as he looked down at you snuggling into his chest. "I love you too."

You fell asleep in Billy's arms feeling safe and loved, feeling as though nothing could ever tear the two of you apart.

If only you could hear the sirens heading towards Casey Becker's house.

[auclairedetoru]

Best friend!Eren loves college, he really does! He got into the one he wanted and is majoring in something he loves, and in return his grades are doing fantastic, top of his class even!

Except for that one specific class.

God, just thinking about it pissed him off. He doesn't know why he couldn't understand it, it's like the professor was speaking in a dead language. He came back home with a headache every time he tries to focus and learn like everyone else. He swears it was going to be his 13th reason eventually. It made him rethink his entire life plan and whether it was worth getting his degree.

Seeing his frustration, his best friend y/n decided to help him out. Did she understand anything he had written in his notes? Absolutely not, it wasn't a class she needed to take, but she hated seeing him so lost and stressed, especially when they were so close to finales week.

“You like rewards, how about you give yourself a little treat every time you memorise something, if it works on dogs it can work on humans.”

Eren thought it was genius. The smile that spread on his face gave her hope that she might've finally solved his problem and gave him at least a little bit of motivation, but what Eren was thinking about was the opposite of hers. He agreed with the idea of a reward, but what kind of reward specifically?

Well...

“How about I memorise everything, and if I'm successful, you give me a kiss.”

Y/n felt dizzy at how fast she turned to look at him, eyes nearly popping out of her skull. A kiss?! What was he thinking?! She might have always had a suspicion he was dropped on his head as a baby, but this just confirmed it.

“Are you crazy?”

“Crazy for you.” he wiggled his eyebrows at her making her roll her eyes. God, he was so annoying, why was she friends with him again?

Despite thinking he's mentally unstable, she did give it a thought. Not every day you get the chance to kiss your hot best friend that you have a massive crush on, right? Might as well take the opportunity, it might never happen again. Plus, he clearly wants it to happen, he wouldn't suggest it if he didn't want to kiss her too.

“Fine,” she adds a hint of annoyance in her voice so he wouldn't figure out how nervous the thought alone made her, “let's see if you can do it.”

Eren was motivated, to say the least. He locked himself in his room for three days, only leaving for the bathroom and to grab food. He missed out on two parties, his neighbors fist fighting, the release of a new season of his favourite show and a boba tea date with Armin.

On Monday evening, he went to y/n's apartment and sat in her living room with the biggest confident smirk she has ever seen on him. He has always been very cocky, but not over something he was crying over three days prior.

“Ready?” she shuffled his flash cards to give him a little bit of a challenge and to see if he can remember everything if they're not in the order he memorised them. Eren nods, “let's do this, I'm ready for my reward.”

... And it worked.

She quizzed him on everything in every possible way. She even tried to trick him, but he was able to catch on quickly and prove her wrong. After weeks of struggling and threatening to drop out over this subject, Eren finally got a hold of it... All because of a promise of a kiss.

A kiss he was eagerly waiting for.

Y/n has never felt her cheeks heat up like this in her life. As much as she knew her best friend is very smart and could do anything he sets his mind on, she really didn't think he could pull this off, not after he tried everything. Tutors, bombarding the professor with questions, help online, they all didn't work! How was she supposed to have any faith that a stupid little kiss reward would make his brain magically start understanding this class!?

It's dumb, really. But she did want it too.

“Well,” Eren started with a huge smile, “I've proven myself, now please give me the reward I worked hard for and rightfully deserve.”

With a shaky breath, y/n leaned in, and without wasting any more time, Eren leaned down and pressed his lips against hers.

She was expecting it, of course she was, but did that make it any less shocking? Did that make her heart beat steadier? No, quite the opposite actually. Her hands were shaking, her heart was performing acrobatics behind her ribcage, and she wanted to run away and never be seen after they pulled away.

For Eren, it felt like heaven. The kiss was quick, too quick in his opinion, but he was able to feel the softness of her lips against his. God, the things he would do to feel them again. He wanted to pull her on his lap and kiss her until he was too tired to keep his eyes open, then he would pull her into his arms to sleep just to go back to kissing her the next morning.

“Can I have one more?” he asked while looking down at her shy expression.

“no! Stop embarrassing me!” she hit him on the chest before burying her face in his hoodie. He laughs and wraps his arms around her, squeezing her a little and teasing her a little more.

When Eren thinks back to their first actual kiss, he laughs at how oblivious both of them were to each other's feelings. They were very transparent about them, showing the other very clear signs that they wanted more, but they chose to ignore them and instead overthink about getting rejected and ruining their friendship.

That was all in the past now, and with the way the present is going, they can't be happier.

More best friend!Eren.

[myautismisnowyourproblem]

The Zombies, Part II

Cleo was distracted from discussing totally normal stuff with Pearl by rapid knocking at the door. After a short staring contest, Cleo sighed and got up, walking to the door. When she opened it, she was faced with Gem, Joel, and Etho. Oh, and also a shifted Grian, who was sitting in the front pocket of Gem's overalls.

"Cleo! Exactly who we wanted to see! Can we come inside?" Etho asked, and Cleo rolled theri eyes as they stepped aside to let the group in.

"You're not vampires, go ahead."

"I could be," Gem replied as she walked inside, followed by the boys.

Cleo hummed. "Well I don't have blood anyway, so it's not my problem."

"Hey!" Pearl's protest sparked a peal of laughter in Cleo.

Eventually, everyone had sat down. Gem had shifted down to Grian's size (he appeared to be refusing to shift to his usual person size, which is never a good sign) and the two of them were sitting on the back of the couch. Cleo grabbed a chair from the kitchen and turned it around to sit in the strangest way possible (mostly because peoples' reactions are funny), Joel and Etho actually sat on the couch, and Pearl hadn't moved from where she was hanging upside down from the ceiling.

"So, why are you guys coming over with no warning at," Cleo checked the time, "6:30 at night?"

"So, uh," Joel attempted. Gem climbed onto his head ("Ow! Ow! Gem!!!") before he could fumble horribly. This was serious then, because usually Gem left her wife out to dry when he couldn't figure out how to say something.

"So, Cleo, you're a zombie. But you're not like other zombies- you kept your... sapience? Is that the right word? Or is it sentient? Uh, whatever, you're conscious and aware and stuff."

Cleo nodded slowly, not liking where this was going. "Yeah, and?"

"Do you know why? Or, like, if there's a safe way to raise the dead, and guarantee they still stay all... people-y?" Etho asked.

"Depends," Cleo smirked, "on what I get in return."

Gem frowned, and her ears flicked in irritation, which was actually adorable. "Cleo please."

Cleo chuckled. "I'm kidding. Anyway, it depends on a bunch of stuff- the cause of death, how recent the death was, as well as the species of the deceased, stuff like that. Their soul, or spirit, or whatever, needs to be intact as well as their brain. The brain isn't neccessarily required, but the spirit is. Joe would probably know, though..."

"Joe?" Gem asked. Cleo grinned.

"Joe Mama." A pause. "Just kidding- Joe's the guy who helped me recover after reviving. Anyway, I presume you asking this is totally unrelated to the recent deaths of two thirds of The Spanners."

The room was quiet for a moment, before finally Joel nodded. "Toooootally. Anyway, hypothetically if there was a way to safely revive Mumbo and Skizz, what would that be?"

Cleo smirked. "I'm glad you asked."

...

"I knew that you two wouldn't have taken this lying down, so..." Cleo proudly pat one of the two impressively large portable feezers.

"So you robbed their graves?" Grian interrupted, mildly incredulous.

"Correction: I had Pearl rob their graves. I just cleaned the corpses and put them in the freezers."

"I'm so proud of her!" Gem said, only half joking.

"See, the more the corpse decomposes, the more work we have to do to make it viable. I had wanted to wait to bring up the idea of reviving them until A. I had decided on a specific method and B. Grian was in a slightly better mental state," Cleo explained.

Scott and Impulse, who had already been in the basement when Cleo dragged everyone down there, hadn't said much, just listening. That is, until now, when Impulse decided to throw in his two cents. "It looks like Pearl and I were proven right."

"Yeah, yeah, we shouldn't have waited this long, in my defense it's been less than a week," Cleo snarked.

"So... there are multiple ways they could be brought back?" Cleo was reminded of the gravity of the situation then by just how weak Grian sounded. Usually he would be ecstatic at the opportunity to defy the laws of nature, but instead he sounded... tired.

Cleo nodded, trying her hardest to soften her expression. She was sure it failed, but at least she tried. "Yeah. Skizz should be relatively easy- he has angelic blood, so there's actually a way to like... summon him back into himself? Impulse is looking into that."

Impulse nodded. "The basic idea is that angels can be summoned with various different rituals in the same way as demons. Skizz isn't full angel in the same way I'm not full demon, so we can't fully summon him, but we can summon his spirit back into his body."

Cleo hummed. "Yeah, that. So Skizz should be pretty easy to revive, but Mumbo..." They sighed, sitting down on one of the freezers. "Mumbo's body got pretty messed up. We would have to either put his spirit in something else, some sort of recepter, or modify his body to be stable enough for life."

Etho gasped. "I have an idea!"

"Oh?" Cleo decided to humor his decision to interrupt her.

Etho's fox tail wagged back and forth so hard. "Yeah, yeah! So- first of all, Cleo, is it possible to, hypothetically, put someone's soul into the form of a robot?"

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[thebrainrotsreal]

Drew this real quick because I fucking love these two so much ???? Especially Bee. I wish they interacted more so badly. PLEASE.

Also learning how to draw these guys.. slowly.

[sparxwrites]

(set during the s7 mayor arc) cw domestic abuse

“He loves me. He loves me. He loves me.”

Bdubs has been saying that to himself a lot, lately. It helps him to remember, when things get difficult. And things have been getting difficult quite a lot, lately.

It’s his fault, of course. He knows it’s his fault. If he wasn’t so difficult, things wouldn’t get so difficult. He makes everything complicated. He knows this. He can be annoying, he knows – brash, arrogant, mouthy. Too loud. Too much. Of course things get difficult around him. Of course they do.

“He loves me. He loves me. He loves me.”

He doesn’t dare say it too loudly. There’s probably no one else in the City Hall at six A.M. on a Sunday, but if there is, he doesn’t want them to hear. Doesn’t want them asking questions. Questions like what are you doing in Mayor Scar’s office (cleaning, of course, someone has to keep the place tidy and it’s not going to be Joe now, is it?) or what’s that on your head (a bandage, obviously). There’s usually annoying follow-up questions to that one, too, like why is there a bandage on your head (because he hit his head, duh).

So he keeps his voice down. He keeps his mantra quiet. He tries not to think about getting caught; tries not to think about who would be worst to be caught by. Mayor Scar, maybe. Or Cub. Who Mayor Scar is definitely not having sex with. Because Mayor Scar told him that, personally, and very insistently, just last night. And Mayor Scar wouldn’t lie to him. Mayor Scar is always kind and truthful to him. Mayor Scar is so, so patient with him, always. Even when Bdubs is being difficult.

“He loves me. He loves me. He loves me.”

Bdubs tells himself that as he runs a cloth for the final time over the windowsill. As he sets the potted plants back on the clean wood, rearranges the kitschy decorations there – a framed diamond, a tiny cat statue, a little ceramic snail. There. Done. Everything clean; everything back in its rightful place. Order restored. He’s served so, so well.

He takes the time to look over the Mayor’s office one last time, before he leaves. Out the window, the sky is the pink-orange of morning, the sun just barely rising. It gleams off the freshly-cleaned windowsill, polished to a shine. There’s a crack in the bottom-left window pane, spiderwebbing through the glass. 

The window is perfectly clean too, of course – Bdubs is a hard worker, dedicated, and for all of his other flaws he serves Mayor Scar so, so well – but it’s pretty hard to clean cracks in a window. There’s some grime he didn’t quite managed to buff out, caught in the very splintering centre of it all. 

The light catches the imperfections at just the right angle. For a moment, just until a cloud scuds across the newborn sun, the whole thing glows the jewelled brown-red of recently dried blood.“He loves me,” Bdubs whispers to himself, once more, just for luck. “He loves me. He loves me.”

[taegularities]

just thinking thoughts

[stemacademics]

small update

ok so um I got my number theory paper today, and the TA had cut marks for me because i left the answer at 66^2 and not 4356 (fermat's little theorem) 😔 I even wrote the full proof

my friend told me I should mail the TA about this, I got 14/20 and should be getting 17or18/20 😔

scores aside, number theory is so much fun, so much fun. the only good thing here is that I know the concepts well, and I fully knew the paper (still fucked it up, because I'm so frickin slow while writing and time). and it hurts worse because there's not enough proof that validates my knowledge. which in turn makes me question if i actually do have any.

I am, in general, a person who does well in concepts but screws up the exams (70% of the time) and I'm trying, I'm trying to get myself out of this "exam paniK" that I often spiral into, just minutes before the exam. I hope I change and grow; I hope, I hope.

[cunninghamchrissie]

“My eyes are up here, Cunningham.”

Eddie breaks Chrissy's reverie, and she blushes a delicious shade of pink that he wants to lick off her face, the finger she was gnawing on falling to her lap.

“Where’d you go just then?” he chuckles.

“Nowhere! You just, uhm.” She clears her throat, still unable to look away from him. More specifically, his body. “That outf–the clothes. Uhm. It looks really good.”

And, really, it’s the worst thing she could’ve told him, because Eddie gets that insufferable slow grin on his face, eyes narrowing in mischief.

“Yeah?” he teases, stuffing his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket and popping his hip, all cockiness. “Like what you see, huh, sweetheart?”

Any other day, Chrissy would roll her eyes fondly, maybe giggle his name if they were in public, but he just looks so hot in his red plaid shirt and leather jacket, her thighs can't help but press together to try and alleviate the ache already settling there.

"I guess I'll let you objectify me like I'm nothing but a piece of meat," Eddie sighs dramatically, not missing the movement of her legs. "But only because I love you."

If Chrissy starts wearing his shirt to bed when she's alone and comes faster than she ever has because it still smells like him, that's nobody's business but her own.

[cute-girls-from-vns-anime-manga]

Who said anything about cosplay I'm just sad I don't have a suit of armour :3 (specifically my hair is longer but a lil darker than hers)

Was just talking out loud about things I know and how I would go about replicating it in a way that would look decent and end up being MUCH lighter than real plate, but I do understand and share your despair over not having a fitted suit of armor.

However her plate being fairly understated and far more practical than your standard fantasy series armoring is my reason for thinking making it wouldn't be too hard. The simplicity of the plate's geometry and that the plates are solid pieces rather than being interlocked together and few plates are layered over top of each other means actually designing and planing out a manufacturing approach would be quite straight forward.

Looking at the image I used in my initial post about her which is official art of her I am counting twenty to twenty-five parts to achieve the full look of the armor along with keeping your range of motion, non of which are incredibly massive and the curves look fairly standard so Id be willing to say the entire plate set could be forged on a standard anvil. Granted I am a machinist and never have done any real forging work though I have done a lot of research on the skill set as I would like to learn the skill one day. Currently the only smithing work i've ever done is cold straightening some steel and aluminum parts without needing to be concerned for how their surface finish came out.

[nocentis]

Light of the Cove ┆ AU

Name: Jellal Fernandes Age: 29 Home Planet: Evra Status: Intergalactic Fugitive, Vagrant Affiliations: Pyk'ryan Rebel Faction Occupation: Defense Pilot, Supplier Classification: Carbon-based sentient life-form; bipedal, mammalian

Background: The universe at large has been dominated by the Lythrum for thousands of years.

Jellal spent many of his formative years helping to organize and direct his planet's department of defense. When his home was invaded, he helped lead the resistance against the Lythrum army. Unfortunately, the Evran Allied Forces were outnumbered and, subsequently, overpowered. His home was instated under Lythrum rule, and he, among many of his peers, was taken prisoner.

A select few of the Evran people inherited the ability to control the fundamental elements involved in nuclear fusion, such as helium and, eventually, hydrogen. Jellal was one of these generational Evrans, and as such, was the subject of study for a handful of years whilst held in captivity.

The prison ship which held him passed through a highly volatile, atypical magnetic field, which disrupted their technology and caused a shipwide blackout. During this blackout, Jellal managed to escape using an emergency pod and assigned his landing to the nearest heavenly body.

After nearly a week of drifting through the dense vacuum of space, breaking two days' rations into smaller and smaller pieces, his pod finally met the surface of a kingdom-sized asteroid. An ostensibly abandoned Lythrum outpost lay a few miles from where he landed, so he mustered what little of his strength remained, and he suited up for the journey, expecting to scavenge more supplies. When he stumbled through the outpost, he was met with hostility from its occupants — Pyk'ryan Rebel Captain Ynxa and their crew.

Over time, Jellal proved his credibilty to Ynxa and their crew, and joined the Rebellion as an official member. Due to his Evran stature, he became one of their main suppliers, often sneaking into Coves and "borrowing" precious supplies — namely fuel and advanced technologies — from especially heinous fugitives to stoke his rebel faction.

Lythrum: A bipedal mammalian species most often known for their cruel and destructive nature. Most Lythrum have thick skin with short, fine fur in a range of red-yellow hues. Their ears are typically long and pointed, though they come in a range of shapes and sizes. They might be described as fox-like by humans.

Cove: An intergalactic black market typically found on asteroids or small heavenly bodies far outside of claimed star systems. These markets are unregulated and often avoided by Lythrum forces, but they are lawless wastelands wherein there is no true authority and no protection.

[torgawl]

a bit obsessed with the idea of kusakabe dying as a form of sacrifice to specifically protect/save somebody else. it's consistent enough with the theme of the past generation achieving no meaningful feats against significant threats but it's also ironic enough that someone without a technique and who claims their philosophy is primarily self-sacrificial - although he tends to stay from his own ideals in critical moments, proving he's not only brave when necessary but he does have a sense of responsabilty and guilt - ultimately redeems themselves through death resulting in the achievement of something his colleagues have failed to do. not that i'm wishing for him to die, i hope he doesn't. but it would also make a clear-cut distinction between him and a character like mei mei, who narratively serves a very similar purpose (besides her being a foil to nanami). to have someone be awarded by their selfishness just for it to not be worth much within a world and system that runs and sustains itself due to the sorcerer's labour power, whose only means of subsistence is to sell themselves away. a class of people who is doomed no matter what path they choose to take, as long as they do not break free from their duties and as long as the system doesn't collapse. a death that could serve as a symbol of punishment towards solidarity and altruism but a win for revolution.

[iftitah]

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[the-hilda-librarians-wife]

I've come to the conclusion that when it comes to new characters I have the same attitude as a poorly socialized dog. I swear every time new content comes around and we get the news of new characters my instant reaction is to just. Dislike them. Hope they have little to no importance in the plot. Even when the design looks nice and the characters seem interesting. They're taking screen time away from my faves and my heart tells me to Bite

[nexus-nebulae]

the aftermath of having 2 terabytes of storage