#this is about cold is the night and I am a lil cranky about it

[burstanddecay]

nothing breaks my heart more than having to scrap lines that are spot on for a character, just because they don't flow with the rhythm of the passage

[acourtofinkandpapyrus]

My Little Shadow: Part Six (Azriel X Reader)

Warnings: Hypothermia, waking up in a strange place.

After traveling through the snowy landscape, Y/N starts to succumb to the cold. That is, until a certain Illyrian shadowsinger shows up to rescue her.

Part five Part seven

Tag list: @mis-lil-red

Cassian is in this one, and still upset about being left out last time!

We traveled like that for a couple more days.  At first I didn’t ask the shadows for assistance during the day, knowing we’d be stark against the white snow.

But by the third day, we were so cold that I couldn’t bring myself to care anymore.

It still wasn’t enough.  I had started to carry Stella a few miles back, her small form shaking in my arms as we continued.

I had given her the extra set of clothes my mother had packed for me.  I was willing to die before I went back to Hewn City, but I wouldn’t let anything happen to Stella.

My limbs were so cold that I couldn’t feel them anymore, my trembling as I forced them to keep plodding through the snow.

I stumbled, falling into the snow with Stella in my arms.

She cried out my name, but my vision was going blurry.  It was so cold.

I heard her continue to shout, but I didn’t understand any of it.

My eye flutter shut, I knew this was the worst time to sleep but I couldn’t fight it.

A pair of warm hands held my shoulders, shaking me slightly.  “Hey, hey. I need you to open your eyes for me, little shadow.”

I recognise Azriel's voice, and I force myself to open my eyes.  “Azriel?”

His brow is knit together in worry, his eyes searching my face.  “What the hell happened?”

I’m unsure how to explain, not sure how much he knew, but I’m quickly distracted by my shadows, having followed Azriel back to me, wrapping around me in an attempt to warm me.

Azriel curses as my eyes start to close again, picking me up gently.

Azriel starts to talk with someone else, but I’m no longer aware of any of it, falling asleep against his warm body.

I wake up in a warm bed, and I shoot up, immediately regretting the decision as my head spins and the covers fall from me, making me feel even colder.

“Hey, be careful.”  I hear a male voice hiss, and as I lay back down I look over to see Azriel, tense in a chair beside the bed I was now resting in.

My shadows wrap around me defensively, and his eyes dart to them.  “They’ve been like that the whole time.  They only let me and Madja near.”

I cock an eyebrow at the unknown female’s name.

“She’s our healer.”  He says, grabbing a cup of tea off the bedside table, pushing it into my numb hands.  “Drink.”

I eye the cup of tea with suspicion.  “Where am I?”  I ask, turning and placing the cup back onto the table.

His eyes darkened at the discarded cup, but I didn’t reach to pick it back up.

Even if I was stuck in bed for the time being, I was sick of Males telling me what to do, and it would take a lot more than a few cranky glances to get me to change my mind.

“You’re in the night court.”  He said, crossing his arms.

I stiffen, my shadows swirled around me protectively, sensing my terror.

Stella.  My bones scream at me as I roll out of the bed, stumbling as I force myself to stand upright.

Azriel matched my defensive stance across the bed, and I growled, “What have you done with my sister?”

He blinks in surprise, the only sign that anything is wrong. “We haven’t done anything-”

I don’t wait for his response, my shadows wrapping around me until I’m completely encased in shadows, and I run through the closed door.

Hearing a startled clatter from inside, usually I’d take the time to enjoy the shock, but I didn’t have time.

I didn’t recognise these halls.  I ran through them, sending out shadow tendrils to search for Stella until-

Shoving through the door, I let my shadows go as I saw Stella playing, shocked to see the one and only Morrigan playing with her.

I ignore Morrigan, rushing to my little sister who grin at me, completely unaware as I envelope her in a tight hug.

“Are you okay?  Has anyone hurt you?”  I ask her, absorbed in examining her, looking for any injuries.

I hear Morrigan go to the door, presumably talking to Azriel, who I had felt arrive a moment earlier.

She shakes her head.  “No, I’m fine.  But look!”

She points behind her, to the window I hadn’t noticed.

I gasp as I look out the window, seeing green grass and sunlight.  I had thought he said…

“This isn’t the night court.”  I say, not letting my sister go, but craning my neck to see more.

When was the last time I had seen grass and daylight?

“Actually, it is.”  Morrigan's voice came out sounding… glittery.  That was the best way I could put it.

“I know what it feels like, having freedom after being in that place.  It’s overwhelming, isn’t it?”  She said, sitting on the floor next to me.

My chest tightened.  Freedom.  She had said freedom, because that was what I now had.

“What is this place?”  I asked, letting my sister go and walking over to the window, looking out at the street packed with happy people, not knowing how good they had it.

Azriel appeared next to me, and I didn’t flinch.

“This is Velaris, the city of starlight.”  He said, laying a hand on my shoulder.

I looked up at him, and he was staring at me with a small smirk on his face.  “Now will you get back in bed, or will I have to carry you again?”

I snorted, but didn’t respond as I looked out the window again.  “I want to go outside.”  I breathed, unsure if he even heard me.

“Are you going to run off again?”  He asks, and I turn to shoot him a glare, but I see a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes.

I scoff, but don’t look away.  “I promise.”

He grins now.  “Great, but as soon as we get back, you’re back on bed rest.”

I roll my eyes, but turn around, my eyes drifting over to Morrigan.  She’s wearing a sweater that leaves her shoulders bare, the top of which is folded over and lacy.  Her golden hair is tied back to reveal her deep brown eyes that look at me with a touch of pity.

I can’t stand it, so I look away.

Azriel lets me take the lead, and I almost run face first into the chest of another male.  I look up and recognise him as the one Azriel had called Cass.

“Oh, hi.  I don’t think you ever got my name before you made a deal with my brother.  I’m Cassian.”  He says, and I don’t miss the hint of annoyance that still lingered at being left out.

I let out a little snort, but I extended my hand for him to shake.  “Y/N.  I didn’t know you two were brothers.”

He takes my hand with a death grip, shaking it so hard I felt as if my brain was rattling around in my skull as he amended, “Not by blood, but might as well be.  So is Rhys, even if he’s a hardass sometimes.”

I blink at the casual use of the highlord's name.  I looked around, making sure he wasn’t about to appear out of nowhere to correct Cassian.

But nothing happened.

“Rhys isn’t like other highlords, if that’s what you’re thinking.”  Cassain said, his voice a drawl as he continued to block the hallway.

All I really wanted to do was go outside.

“That’s great, but do you mind moving?”  I ask, staring into his eyes , making it clear I didn’t wish to be fucked with.

Morrigan laughed from behind me.  “You better listen to her Cass, she’s stronger than she looks.”

He chuckled, but looking at his brother, being silent as the night as he stood steadily behind me.

Whatever Cassian saw in his brother's face, he let out a dramatic sigh before moving out of our way.

I look at the front door, my lips tugging upwards despite my best efforts.

If this was where Stella and I would be staying, it would only be logical to take a look around.

And it didn’t hurt that I had Azriel by my side while I did so.

[icyharrington]

helloo!! could you please write a ship for me? I am polynesian with short dark fluffy hair and I dress a hipster goth style. I perform vocals and bass in a cover band with my mates, we do mostly glam rock music. I am a very anxious person so I can come off as cold to some people but I am extroverted like a squirrel with my close friends,, I have one close friend and the rest we have adopted cause we are outcast lol. I do love spending time with friends but I have a poor social battery and can get cranky so I need a lot of my times to myself. To recharge I watch movies! I love films such as The Breakfast Club, The Rocky Horror Picture Show and Ponyo and like to watch the on rainy days away from the world and with my blanket. I like to draw, autumn and my cat's :)) ((please not Jonathan he is like a brother to me)) ty!!

ok i honestly think billy would be super into you. he wouldn't know what its like to be nervous around a girl until he crosses paths with you for the first time. just by how you'd talk to him, he would know you're not one to mess with, but he'd be drawn in, realizing his usual tactics aren't going to work with you. when you finally agree to a date, he'd try to play it cool, but would do everything in his power to impress you.

he'd think you're so fuckin cool for being in a band, and would love that you aren't so close to the typical, being somewhat of a misfit. when ur finally his, he'd be beyond proud to show you off in your cool goth style, his arm tightly wound around your waist so everyone knows you're his.

he'd be a simp for u, wanting to spoil you on date nights and make you feel like a princess. he'd be a lil bit jealous just because of how different and alluring you are, but he'd know you're all his, and would be super smug about it to any guy hitting on you. he'd know when to give you your space, checking in on you periodically just to see how you are with some of your favorite snacks in tow. 😚

💌 STRANGER THINGS SHIPS ARE CLOSED! 💌

[jiminrings]

yES vball coach jk pls about their first fight as a couple?? maybe??

mvp: first fight

pairing: jungkook x y/n

wordcount: 3k

glimpse: jungkook is more on the oblivious sLASH insensitive side, y/n’s outlet is hurling volleyballs against the wall, and yoongi just wants to cheer everyone up with his mascot suit :D

notes: another coach koo drabble because i am unhinged <3

read mvp, the piece that started off y/n and koo!! + in which jungkook is extra clingy

you’re rEALLY used to jungkook being affectionate and clingy

no surprise really

he’s practically attached to you by the hip atleast in four out of the seven days in the week

but there’s something

just sOmething different with the way he’s hugging you from behind right now

and the trail of kisses from your shoulder to your jaw is gentle and nOt playful

almost as if he’s done something wrong and he’s making up for it

aha

....... aha ........?

“did you accidentally drop one of my succulents more than a hundred feet down again?”

jungkook doesn’t even tense up at that and you take it as a signal that he didn’t

gOOD because you are running out of lil succulents and jimin’s running out of name ideas for the lil guys

your boyfriend only huffs and frowns because for the last time he did not sabotage mr. prick !!! he was in the balcony holding him out in the sun when a giAnt dove suddenly flew to him and that’s when he panicked

“did you eat jimin’s special pasta and you’re now asking me for immunity?”

“no but thank you for letting me know”

ok that’s it

you break free from his back hug and face jungkook with an inquiring look and he shrinks at the thought of what he’s gonna say next

“then tell me what’s going on, koo.”

“it’s- uhm,” jungkook turns you around again and rests his chin on your shoulder because he’d rather not see your reaction

he knows you’re probably gonna give him the most pleading puppy dog eyes and maybe he’d cave right then and there with nO questions asked

“you know our date by the end of this week?”

“yeah!! oh my god i’m sO excited-“ you immediately gush because actually things have been so busy for the both of you and this is the perfect chance for relieving stress bUt-

“oh.”

“have to drive upstate for this workshop for coaches, baby. it’s something new for us before the season starts and uH well it’s gonna last for three days.,.,.”

three days

that’s cool :D

the season is about to start and so the pressure is on if your team could make this a back-to-back win :D

of course practice is hArd as it should be just so everyone’s on their toes as skilled and as in shape one could be

the heat is SIZZLING in this kitchen

there’s no time for slacking around

frankly, date night fell onto one of the only days that there’s gonna be a break in your team’s schedule :)))

not that it mATTERS or anything like that

you’re also pressured because your comeback after ur iconic injury that was televised made you even mOre highly-anticipated

you’re gonna bREAK one of these days ur very sure of it

“it’s okay, jungkook. it’s out of my reach anyways :))”

uGh what did he do to deserve such a precious understanding thing like you are

you’ve guess you gotten a tad bit better in your acting skills then because your boyfriend doesn’t suspect a single tHing

all ur monitoring and taehyung forcing you to watch and critique him as he practices for his auditions is paying off!!

“tae i think we both know that i’m nOt qualified to give you acting pointers!!”

“which is eXACTLY my point!! that’s why i called up my most clueless and unwilling friend ever!!! because if it’s good enough for a no-brained then it would be the bEST for people with-...”

“ok that was rude :((“

he kissed your cheek as an apology and promised to dine out with you for honey-glazed chicken and sUddenly you’re not plotting to hit tae with a volleyball to the head “accidentally” during practice tomorrow <3

but unlike taehyung, jungkook can’t fix it up with a single kiss to the cheek

you can’t help but feel upset ok it’s in your nature!!

your momentum’s deflated and the little itty bitty hope that you and jungkook can be there for each other is now cRUSHED

“i’ll miss you.”

jungkook’s heart whooshes at the feeling of you hugging him just sO dearly that he’s very tempted to just ditch this

him hugging you back with the same intesity doesn’t make it better because rn you’re mumbling to his chest

“i’ll miss you mORE :((“

ok even jimin’s gonna miss kook

his heart also goes out for you because he knows you’re beyond stressed with your comeback and all that

jimin saw you eating cereal one morning when kook wasn’t by your side because he was over at his oWN apartment

can u believe it,,, jungkook having his own apartment yet mOST of the time he stays over and even eats jimin’s stock of cold marshmallows by the fridge <3

anyways u were eating cereal and then suddenly jimin was practically alerted awake when you mumbled out of nowhere

“do you think i could serve a float as good as this cereal does?”

that was clearly a red flag that you ventured too far out into your spiral of worry because fIRST of all

yeah you do love volleyball of course!!!

but often it’s nice that not every second you spend revolves around it y’know

if your practice is done and your games are over that’s it nO more talking about volleyball pls

you could manage with the occasional praising for each other’s play over meals and rides and all that

but you don’t want anything more because it’s just can we please talk about things other than volleyball PLEASE

at the start you thought it would be difficult because well :D you are living with your best friend that happens to be your assistant coach :D

but surprisingly it was easy!! jimin shared those exact same thoughts and your flow of conversation (that doesn’t include your athleticism nor profession) is endless at this point

even became easier because now your boyfriend is the coach and he’s practically living with you

that startled jimin because you hATE talking about volleyball so early in the morning and especially over breakfast

but here you were...

talking about your damn floats just from looking in too much at your cereal

“hey, it’s okay!! we’ll get you through these three days just fine!!”

jimin hugs you as soon as jungkook takes off because he can’t have you dwelling and moping now can he

you’re just mumbling in defenseless against his chest because you obviOusly can’t do anything about it

you were tempted to pluck out his wallet just so he’d get back for it but jimin was looking at you from across the room

you were at the planning stage and jimin’s aLREADY at the scolding stage

three days!!! just three ridiculously-pressured, nerve-wracking, mind-boggling days!!

how hard could it be??

aha

spoiler alert: it is immensely hard :D

you’re so nervous and jittery to the point yoongi was concerned with how much coffee you drank and that’s coming from hIM

then you told him you drank none and you swear he ceased functioning after that

jimin had to drag you out every twenty minutes because either you were being too gentle or being too harsh that he winces himself when you spike tOO hard

and that could only mean one thing

you’re on spiral number two

which means you are nOw inseparable from volleyball

by day two you were no longer moping about jungkook’s absence and his inherent ability to calm you down

no you are even bArely thinking about him :D

you now breathe speak exhale volleyball

y/n’s monster rage play kept appearing even when you’re just against the players in your own team and now they r getting cranky little by little

they serve and then you sLAM

jimin had to call out a break for you forcibly and even used his official I’m The Coach Don’t Complain voice on you that you hate :((

“now you’re getting TOO much into playing!!”

“i don’t get what you mean, minnie!! i’m perfectly fine!! hey, wanna split the shipping fee? i added these new sports bras and shorts to my cart, you should totally add what you want to my cart so tHAT way i won’t have to pay so much and-...”

okay time-out that’s cLEARLY a time-out for you

you’re now way too much into your thoughts and that calls for a group hug

you just need a distraction, that’s all!!

jimin had to drag you over so that the both of you could go a few floors down to yoongi and tae’s apartment for move night

and there’s them giving you the reigns because well you just wanted to feel like you have control aNd that you’re not completely losing it aha

taehyung gives the best sitting cuddles as he’s at the far-end of the couch and he’s perfectly drooped for you to feel secure

jungkook nORMALLY would be annoyed when tae gets a little too cuddly but aight it’s cool no worries!! he’s just... standing in for a pillow

speaking of jungkook

well to be honest he’s doing good!! yes he does miss you but not to the degree that yOU do because well he’s just oblivious like that

there were some drills that the coaches were the ones that needed to be the players and well :D let’s just say he killed that part tOO good

for the first time after a long time, jungkook took down notes

n o t e s

wow he’s going so far he really is a coach

he also got to reconnect with some of his friend and not to brag but maybe he IS the blueprint for being the player to the coach lol

there was a no-phones rule and he could only call you on his lunch breaks and when he’s about to sleep or when the bathrooms are all empty

“can’t wait to see you tomorrow, koo :((“

“why did you miss mE?? :D”

he’s still as insufferable as ever even when he’s in a different state and you’d have to keep your chuckles down or else jimin’s gonna confiscate your phone

there’s some raining in jungkook’s background and you wonder why it was sO heavy

aha actually kook had to go outside because signal wasn’t exactly the best inside hence the louder patter

not to be that cheesy but talking to him just relieves you of your stress and it makes you pout because okay you’ll see him tOmorrow!!

“more than you know.”

ok

cool

there’s uh

there’s a tiny hitch

well jungkook was supposed to come tonight and well he ISN’T here

you’ve tried calling him and even got yoongi help you out by texting him and jungkook doesn’t even dare to try and ignore his hyung’s texts

now you’re in panic because wHY exactly didn’t he come home??

and there’s all these worst-case scenarios running through your head but that’s when he sends you a text late in the morning that woke you up

“sorry!! the organizers needed me to stay late. i’ll see you tomorrow :))”

that wasn’t exactly right

and uH jungkook wasn’t exactly telling the truth

it’s just a minor white lie he needed to say for you to not worry!!!

uhm so

well it was raining cats and dogs right??

IT WAS FLOODING

and jungkook didn’t want to risk cooky (that’s what he named his car do nOT question him) breaking down with all the water and the pressure so he’s uh

he’s not coming home tonight

lisa noticed his struggle right when they walked out of the complex and she offered generously

“jungkook!! do you wanna sleep over at my place tonight? i live pretty near anyway. i’ll drive you over to your car in the morning!!”

wow

she’s so kind and considerate!!! :D great idea lisa thank u very much

they even had ramen together and watched some netflix, kook just slept in the guest room, woke up, and the next day lisa drove him to his car and that’s it!!

he’s back to you easy-peasy and you gave him the tightest hug ever

that’s where the problem lies though

because jungkook didn’t tell you and you don’t know the truth either

which is why yoongi is in your apartment and has been looking at you for the past five minutes while he’s unmoved on your couch

jungkook was over to their apartment to help taehyung with his PC build and yoongi is here aPPARENTLY to just have some snacks with you

that doesn’t seem to be the case because he’s lost in his thought and is fidgeting and??? he doesn’t normally fidget when you’re making him a grilled cheese sandwich lol

“why did jungkook come home a day later than he was supposed to?”

what now

the workshop was long done by a week now and you’re lost at wHy yoongi is asking this now

“oh! he said the organizers needed him to stay later. you know how jungkook’s a bit famous with them, yoongs”

yoongi flatlines at that because uh

that’s w eird

oh god how is he gonna tell you this

yoongi just pulls out his phone with an all-telling screenshot and he’s preparing himself to deal with whatever reaction you give him

it’s a story, actually

harmless if you think about it

and the username and whom it belongs to is sO familiar

not to mention the more than familiar tattooed hand holding the chopsticks to sink into their bowl of ramen

oh

.... oh

“yoongi?”

that is too soft for your tone

something so chilling that yoongi is hesitant to even answer you

“can you bring in jungkook for me?”

oh my gOd you don’t know how to feel

you’re trying to contain yourself because maybe you’ve just misunderstood the situation

althought it’s too fucking hard for your sake, because as far as you remember, jungkook’s ex-girlfriend ISN’T the organizer for this workshop

was it even a workshop in the first place

jungkook wouldn’t cheat on you!!!

... would he??

you’re practically trembling when you ask yoongi to send you the picture and he attempts to hug you and cradle for a bit but you just stay sTILL

“i didn’t tell you because i didn’t want you to worry about me”

now jungkook is a bit confused when yoongi told him to go back to the apartment, no questions asked

and you’re looking kind of rattled which is why he’s starting to get worried

“jungkook, i’m gonna worry of you regardless!! i can’t stop floods and it’s unavoidable but wHY didn’t you tell me?”

“tell you what?”

god you’re gonna pull your hair out

he’s still playing coy of how he didn’t sleep over at lisa’s and it’s irking you right underneath your skin

“that you slept over at your ex-girlfriend’s house and didn’t even tell me!!”

okay now that’s when jungkook ticks

he doesn’t see the problem with it

“what’s wrong with that?? it was flooding and i knew no one else!! a state of emergency, don’t you think?”

“nO jungkook i get that! but what i can’t get is why you needed to lie to me!! you could’ve told the truth and i would’ve understood better!”

ugh this is just sO pointless

he doesn’t really wanna argue with you right now over something that shouldn’t be argued about in the first place

“you’re overreacting, stop it.”

“oh yeah?? it’s okay with you if i go to a workshop by myself, and sleep over at my ex-boyfriend’s place, and not tell you???”

you’re trying your best to not cry then and there because you so badly want to stand by your point against jungkook

“of course,” he’s even more stubborn than you are and he only kisses his teeth as you ask him

“because unlike you, i’m not controlling!”

oh

oh god

that’s when the line is drawn and you just can’t take it anymore

he’s so fired up that he huffs and walks out of the apartment while slamming the door harshly

...

....

things aren’t really going well

practice is still on even if jimin offered that you take a sick leave after hearing about what happened

you’re not gonna chicken out from practice just because jungkook’s gonna be there

plus it’s not like you haven’t ignored him before at practice

meanwhile jungkook is dYing on the inside because oh god he really screwed up big-time

his apartment is too spacious and too quiet and that just meant him regretting extra

this situation felt all too familiar

jungkook hates himself because he feels like he’s done nothing but to to just give you hurt :(((

it’s him going to the gym much earlier than usual and waiting by the door

it’s him trying to get your attention and you being set on tolerating none of it

he already did that last time

but tHIS time it’s with him as your boyfriend and maybe it hurts a little bit more

he hasn’t slept properly for god knows how long

(( actually it’s been just two days ))

you don’t try to contact him nor even think about him because as per his words, you’re controlling!!!

yoongi tries to assure you as much as you can that you aren’t

he’s the only one that could get to you because well he’s the one that took this up to you

and you avoid getting jimin into this because you feel like he’s tired with all this back and forth of trying to pick you up

oh god you aren’t a burden, right??

right???

pls say right

yoongi is admittedly not the best when it comes to comforting people but he is there and that’s what matters

even brought out the mascot suit to bring out a giggle or two

and he likes you better when you’re happy so he goes ham on trying to do those cartwheels he’s mastered

anything to put a smile on your face

he was about to do the backflip he did when you showcased your rage play and you had to physically stop him because nO i will not risk you getting a concussion just trying to make me happy

you can’t avoid each other for this long

sooner or later you need to talk about what happened and from then on could you do something about it

atleast jimin knows this much

and as hesitant as he is to let jungkook in again, he knows that this is for the better and that you’re both miserable (the other is much much worse and it isn’t you)

which is why jimin let the door open wordlessly before going on the lift to stay over at tae’s and yoongi’s for a few hours

or whenever you need him to come back

because jungkook’s right in front of you and you can’t even look at him in the eye

gOd there’s only so much you can do

“i’m sorry.”

that’s what makes it even worse though

because you’re the one who apologized first and fuck that just makes jungkook wince

he’s whimpering the moment he hears you and he’d be sobbing if only he didn’t desperately want to talk to you

“why are you apologizing when you’re not even the one at fault?”

it’s the added blow because fuck you are tOO good for him and he doesn’t deserve you :(((

“you’re not controlling. i was just being an insensitive boyfriend and a shitty one at that”

jungkook’s knees buckle and he’s kneeling right in front of you and it immediately gets you trying to lift him back up

the sight itself also makes you tear up a bit because you just wanna talk!! you don’t want him kneeling as if you’re a saint and all that :((

“i’ll — we’ll work through this, right?? i can — i can still m-make it up to you, right?”

jungkook’s looking up at you with the biggest and most pleading eyes you’ve ever seen and perhaps he was even scAred to ask the question,,, in fear that he’s only just convincing himself that he could

that makes his lip tremble again because the alternate outcome of your first fight absolutely ending your relationship is enOugh to shatter him to pieces

he’s about to bow his head again but this time you put your hands on his cheeks, making you look up at him as he tries to compose himself

“we’ll work it out.”

[gyllenhaalstories]

GRATITUDE & ATTITUDE — THANKSGIVING WITH RAPPER!JAKE HEADCANONS.

anonymous asked:  what would rapper jake be like at Thanksgiving?

warnings: confused canadian tries to understand american thanksgiving, multiple mentions of food/eating, daddy kink, brief mentions of smut (as usual).

notes: i apologize if i’m not representing thanksgiving properly, i tried to do as much research as possible though! for those who don’t have this holiday/don’t associate with the religious aspects of it (like me!), this is pretty much focused on family gatherings and food, so you’re good! i found the gifs in a gif hunt and idk who made them, i’m sorry i can’t credit the creators. i was listening to mirrorball by taylor swift and glee’s let’s have a kiki/turkey lurkey so... yeah don’t vibe with me this time! happy thanksgiving to everyone who celebrate it! <3

food. this holiday was about food and nobody could tell rapper!jake otherwise.

the mountain of grocery bags and produce in the kitchen proved his point. he was determined to turn into all of those friendly people he watched on food network. you know, the kind eyed grandmas and the men with funky glasses? he even got an aprin. and new oven mits in which his hands actually fit. he had all of the recipes printed out on paper, then taped on the cabinets’ doors. he had the biggest smile on his face.

“when we’ll have kids, imma cook them yummy dinners every night.” he greeted you with this promise when you walked in the kitchen, rubbing your tired eyes.

you checked the clock on the microwave. it was 8: 20 am.

jake caught up on your confusion. “i waited in the parking lot to be the first person there as they open, ordered all the food online last night when you were sleeping. i picked up a cute table center piece on my way back. isn’t it lovely?”

lovely. that’s not a word he used often.who was this man and where was your boyfriend?

you turned your head and found a very autumn looking arrangement of candles and wood and other golden elements. you nodded slowly, approving of his choice.

you turned your heels, ready to go back to bed and ignore the upcoming chaos in the kitchen as lil chef jakey-jake was about to cook for an entire army.

“don’t you wanna be a good girl and help daddy cook for your parents?”

soon enough you two were wearing matching aprins, you had jake’s hands printed in flour on your butt as he fed you slices of apple while putting the pie together.

it was barely two in the afternoon and everything was ready or finishing to cook. jake made sure to let you taste test everything. he didn’t want you to be too full, so he let you snack on some froot loops around lunch time. he couldn’t deal with a hangry hostess, tonight was too special for that!

you started to yawn and get cranky and quite frankly, he was not doing any better.

“let’s nap before we feast like royalty” he suggested.

you cleaned the kitchen at the speed of lightning.

jake grabbed your hand and pulled you upstairs. he tucked you in. you spooned him, hiding your hands under his t-shirt to keep them warm as you too quickly fell asleep. he was too exhausted to laugh at your cold fingers toasting against his skin.

the alarm ran so loud that jake jumped off the bed (he caught himself before falling on the floor).

“wake up, buttercup.”

you earned a kiss on your temple, basically the only corner of skin exposed from under the blankets.

you growled in response, missing the warmth of his body.

“oh, is that so? you’re not gonna let daddy make you feel good in the shower?”

won’t you look at that, your pyjama was tossed on the floor, steam was leaving the glass shower and your back was pressed against the tiles as jake held you up and fucked into you, slow and deep.

“stuffin’ you up so good” jake laughed, as both of you were close to your release.

you exploded in laughter, jake echoing your gleeful giggles. he went to rub your sensitive clit and a few seconds later, you were screaming out his name.

the two of you got dressed. he wore a black shirt. you wore something that matched. you put on light makeup and perfume as jake watched your reflection on the steamy mirror, his arms wrapped around your waist.

“tonight is going to be perfect.” you reassure him, making him grin.

the door bell rang and jake ran down the stairs. he let you fix his rebellious collar and press a kiss on the tip of his nose.

the door slammed open. “mom, dad! so good to see you!” jake greeted your parents, remembering how you introduced them to him the first time.

another wave of laughter. jake noticed that you had the same happy wrinkles at the corner of your eyes as your mother. he loved that new detail about you.

“gather around, the food is ready!” jake said and your mom offered to help him serve the plates. he accepted, thankful for an extra pair of hands.

the table was quickly covered with mashed potatoes, chicken (he didn’t want to roast a whole turkey for the four of you), roasted veggies, salad, gravy, bread and basically everything you could think of (he kept the froot loops on the counter in case you didn’t like his newfound recipes).

jake buttered a slice of bread for you, earning a smile from your father.

you gave him a bite of stuffing and the two of you laughed at his cheesy dirty talk from earlier.

jake leaned closer to your ear, when your parents discussed some encounter with wild turkeys they had on their way home. it was picturesque, but jake’s words snapped you out of this reverie.

“all the food is good, but your pussy’s still my favourite flavour.”

you choked on your sip of hot apple cider for a quick second.

this man had no shame.

rapper!jake started to talk to your dad about the hockey season. and to your mom about the carrot cake recipe he found that he wanted to make with her.

you blinked away a happy tear.

the rest of thanksgiving dinner went smoothly. you guys went to watch television, some old scenes of charlie brown were playing. jake switched to music instead, the smooth jazz of louis armstrong brought your dad to invite you for a slow dance around living room. jake did the same with your mother.

eventually, you tried to switch partners and your dad ended up dancing with jake. they both went all in, suddenly thinking they were in a royal ballroom.

it was after the four of you stopped laughing that your mother suggested they drove back home.

it had started to snow outside, pretty hard.

“why don’t you stay? we have a guest room.”

the we made you feel all happy inside. it was jake’s house, he worked so hard to afford it. yet, he considered it yours too.

“we don’t want to bother the lovebirds!” your mom tried to deny the invitation.

“family is never a reason to be bothered.”

these words came from jake.

the same jake who, not too long ago, didn’t even speak to his own family. he didn’t want to have anything to do with them.

the same jake who was about to break down at the thought of meeting your parents.

the same jake who thought would never have a family of his own.

your parents smiled and thanked the both of you.

jake gave your dad some merch and sweatpants for sleep wear. your mom took your favourite pyjama set.

they were fast asleep.

and you thought jake would be too, after such an exhausting day of running around.

“what are you thinking about, my love?” you asked.

jake shrugged, moving his arm so you could snuggle up against him. you rested your head on his naked chest. the beat of his heart was peaceful, almost enchanting.it was your favourite musi.

“we didn’t say what we were thankful for.” he remembered the essential tradition of thanksgiving.

“then say it now.” you chuckled softly.

“i’m thankful for you,” he poked your nose, making you scrunch it adorably. “thankful i get to see you smile, get to hug you and kiss you, get to sing to you until you sleep...”

he kept going with millions of other details.

“i’m thankful for the wonderful human that you are, jacob.”

strangely, he was both tearing up and getting a boner at the same time. you can’t blame him, there’s something very hot about being open and vulnerable.

you moved on top of him, trailing kisses on his jawline and neck, on that sweet spot that drove him wild right under his ear. you painted his collarbone with more kisses.

your pace slowed down, your body was falling against his.

he wrapped his arms around you, making sure you were safe and sound as he heard you snoring slightly.

he laughed through his nose, not bothering to turn the lamp off.

he opened his mouth one last time that evening, to whisper those three magical words:

“i love you.”

[fireflythecinnamonjollyrancher]

it’s time for another year in review (2021!!!) and hoo boy howdy will it be a doozy. let’s begin

january

moved to Chicago!

started what i thought was a temporary job (lol)

there was a shooting nearby in the first week of living in our new apartment

reunited with Kelli and got to relive 2nd semester senior year!!!

went ice skating for the first time and got my pants SOAKED

got woken up by a domestic dispute at 1 in the am

found the DOLL and the saga began

had to turn down my stage management apprenticeship which really altered my career trajectory (probably for the better)

watched the lightning thief slime tutorial

watched a swedish stand up comedy special

gave kelli a haircut

got high (again) and hated it (again)

the start of insatiable 

went thrift shopping with chelly, rahsaan, and kelli

watched some movies (i think the new sharkboy and lavagirl)

then also watched sharkboy and lavagirl

february

oh yeah i was a class advisor! that SUCKED for the literal one semester I did it lol

i think this is when i started talking to my last partner (that was... short lived)

OMG THE IMPROV ZOOM MEETING I FORGOT basically celeste, timothy, maddie and i improved a #girlbosses meeting it was comedy genius

finally finished the good place

apparently i really wanted some blue moon on feb 9. I did, in fact, fulfill that hankering

“my roommates have bubble wrap”

spring in chicago is... brutal and i had to walk to work a lot which meant there’s a lot of videos of me takin a TUMBLE

educating chelly, rahsaan, and lupe on nebraskan ways (the runza)

WHY on gods green earth was i up at 2am

watched the princess bride for valentines day! a new tradition idk who im gonna watch it with this year

got my face REAL fucked up with a cold sore woohoo we love stress

had to be the person to show the possible new owner around

lots of snow

was editing a friends paper and found a run on sentence that also functioned as an incomplete sentence and frankly im impressed

moved the luther students in and was stuck at the blvd for a very long time with no food ): i was very cranky that day i remember it well

worked in our office n it was cOLD

started taking notes in meetings

the beginning of the end for nancy (god she’s insufferable)

watched star trek ig?

oh chelly was really stressing me out by leaving me high n dry when she left class to me

made a penis with an unreasonably long red pepper and two green peppers

WATCHED NEWSIES the woild is ya erster

we could hear our upstairs neighbors the girls are FIIIIIGHTING oh byron

made a nummy meal

started going on walks with kelli!

started getting pissy with tyler re: the point (man i was not built for the job i was in

“that rock has holes in it. look at it! a lil spout”

watched the goes wrong show

couldn’t find my glasses lmao

made cinnamon rolls with kelli (thank you chef)

march

went to chinatown and andersonville with rahsaan and kelli

“one screenshot and i push them in” but then they didn’t trust me to catch myself the bastard

went to the blvd bc of a mental health CRISIS god that was a long night

walks with kelli along the lakefront!

ppl honking outside

watched that theatre show with kelli i forget the name but it was a SICK show a mix of stand up comedy and music it was a 10/10

more nancy bs

watched new shows with chelly!

watched drum corps shows bc yes

went to a strangers birthday and hung out it was an altogether good time

the doll saga continues!

skipping rocks along the lakefront!!

prepped for the quarantinaversary with movies and spaghetti tacos! and john mulaney

went to the lakefront and the tide was coming in!

oh my god i forgot about the blacklist having to animate their episodes for covid

tried to make pho with kelli (i think they forgot a crucial ingredient but i dont remember -- it was edible)

watched more jacksepticeye

skipped one of the students birthdays bc i simply did Not want to go so i got drunk and watched minutemen with rahsaan

we went to the lakefront bc the waves were CRAZY n danced like fools on the overpass

“nancy i am mentally ill how the fuck do you expect me to read this”

DID go to a party at the blvd bc the student wasn’t there that time

flipped everything in kelli’s room upside down for shits n giggles ig?

made brownies with kelli! GHOSTY BOY

“no more jobs!” god i dont remember where that was from

aw first date anniversary! hey it uh didn’t last long

finally watched httyd3

“have a void week!”

mom sent an easter package that resulted in a lot of laughter

april

played the BEST april fools joke on celeste and then the shrimps as a whole

someone called me a slur on the street

watched falsettos and then also brokeback mountain

walked around boystown with kelli (we tripped at the same time!!!!)

a facetime with mar!

pilsen tour

uh oh im mentally ill

“ah to be illiterate”

took my partner on a virtual tour of my hometown and where i live

ah yes. the beginning of the best prank i have ever pulled. kelli if you’re reading this no you’re not (i bought a second, identical doll so now the doll saga has DOUBLED)

ominous flickering on lakeshore

out n about with the students

baby momo!!

recycling candles with kelli

oh right ally went on maternity leave and i was DYING

kelli worked on their final project and i just laughed at their misery

mixed tequila and fireball (the songs not the drinks)

finally watched the spongebob movie (against my better judgement)

PSYCH

kelli left and i was HEARTBROKEN but look at us now

moved clara out which was a tRIP

got my vaccine!!! had a panic attack!! that was my first push to be medicated honestly

“WHO GAVE YOU ASS TO EAT?”

kelli won an award! so did timothy!!!

oops came out to college band director lol

may

went to some museums and some cute lil shops!

had a WEIRD interaction with some people on the bus

ooh haul time! I got a candle, burrito, pasta, vegan salami, pasta sauce, swedish drink, a lil gift for the rents, tea, and cheese!

watched everybody hates chris with rahsaan

came out to coworkers!

had to rant about the stupidity of my job and the people i deal with

ordered some yummy veggie food! went truly delirious

my phone started randomly playing music without a single app open it was weird

went to the lakefront to chill it was beautiful

started therapy! oh lindsay its been a journey

flew home for brookes graduation

joined a free palestine protest spontaneously

watched my friends graduate in a hotel room in denver

got drunk with the fam bam and came out to them. damn its already been 7 months?

got dose 2 of the vaccine!

right i forgot all the volunteer work i did at the mail center my god

had to do QPR training and was a menace the whole way through

facetimed tess bc she was going through it

i made GOOD soup this year

june

STARTED KO ONE what a trip

also watched a very bad series/movie (idr) about zombie boyfriend it was ICK

went to chinatown for good food! also o-week kicked off and damn did it kick my ass personally

also o-week prompted the break up with my partner happy pride

ma came to chicago!

we had a good time

got VERY drunk

OUCH !! hiccups

oh god the great placement debacle of 2021

july

officially received my promotion

KELLI CAME TO CHICAGO and got us the dopest place to stay (thus began our journey of watching love island

i then went home to hand with the shrimps (good times were had)

got to see a show with the rents n help out around the house

we got ice cream and got drunk and my flight was delayed so celeste was a saint and let me hang out one more day

i also must have gotten my tattoo then!

had my next panic attack. i think this is the second to last one before i got medicated

played the goose game again

shrimp time with a weird glitch!

chelly and i went on a food tour of andersonville! nummy

august

i was on anti anxiety meds!!! went to a pop up shop and met some dope people and had altogether a good time

had to clean THE most disgusting apartment i’ve ever seen

did fall o-week too and that was... a trip

joined the gay band!!! best decision ive ever made lmao

nearly died of heat exhasution

got to see a fun show though!

september

had some gastrointestinal distress

fixed the printer and was VERY proud

rahsaan got covid :( so i had to spend my birthday indoors and not doing the stuff i love

BUT i tested negative and chelly and i had a great time messing around

turned 23 to no fanfare

started travel!!! wowie bowie was that fun but also EXHAUSTING

started a series wherein i have a starting contest with each school’s mascot

“hummus” became my notification sound for work

october

more of the same travel!

met a black cat on the way to a party

got drunk with the gays hell yeah

went back to hastings and reminisced!

got to hang with kelli for a little and walk around some woods

finally had a full breakdown about travel and learned what i was doing wasn’t sustainable

watched some good ole markiplier

shaved my head

went to OH for the first time and had SUCH a bad time getting a rental so I had to uber everywhere. Very Stressful

my job is very stressful

BUT ohio was easily my fave and i got to see some cool art!

got paid by two very nice wisconsin women for pulling out google maps

dressed up as shaggy for halloween and marched in halloween parades to mixed reviews

november

got TATTOOED again

“i own a normal boxes”

went home to take care of granny post surgery

kind stranger got my suitcase up the stairs

lil speed demon

took on the overnight shift and got spooked by niko

watched tik tik boom with my musical buddies

oh yeah our sewer backed up at the office AND there was a shooting in the apartment directly above ours!!!! fun

a cat just waltzed... into our apartment office???

built my own christmas tree

december

caroling with the gays!

office party!!

wrap up of the fall term!

pizza and glogg that i didn’t have to pay for!

got back into volunteering which was good for my mental health

found the holiday train!

there was a fire in the apartment below ours the day before i left for home

finally got our christmas tree up (diy)

headed home and spent the holidays here

went to manitou with caitlyn

timothy and celeste came to see me

got to meet theo!

got to see karlie and meet her family!! (well bits of them)

had a great christmas and a good new years

that’s all i can remember! it’s been a roller coaster but i’m so lucky to be where i am. if you actually read this rock on. hi future me that reads these sometimes!

[amara-scott]

Halloween

Movie: Blackkklansman Characters: Phil Zimmerman x Reader Categories: M’sorry this is long, everything? lil smutty at the end

So, yes- I may get a little more excited for unimportant holidays than the usual American citizen should. But does that mean others have to be cranky or a grump? No. Why not just go with the flow and enjoy some free candy?

"Okay- I get that you don't like it, but what's your costume going to be?" I ask Zimmerman as I sit on his desk at work, looking through a catalogue of adult costumes. Extremely boring ones, might I add. The ones you see in every store and every commercial.

I hear his sigh and glance over the edge of the current page. He rolls his eyes, not looking up from the paper he's reading. Jimmy laughs behind me, Ron joining in. I give them a grin, like every year, I love teasing poor Phil.

"Not happening this year." He mumbles, taking a sip of his coffee, grimacing afterwords. Probably already cold. I hop off his desk and take the mug.

"I'll give you time to think while I get you a fresh, hot coffee—" I walk out the office, patting his shoulder as I go and make out Ron who can't contain his snickering. He receives a glare from Flip but no further comment. I hurry and greet a couple guys in the kitchen.

"Flip! Hey, I have an idea guys. Since it's my turn to host the dinner, we'll all keep it a secret what we dress up as. What do you say?" I place the steaming mug next to Flip's papers and he groans, leaning back and looking at me.

"Seriously? Why do we have to dress up at all?"

"Flip, why not?" I point at Ron, agreeing with his question.

"You're my favorite officer, you know that, Stallworth?" I walk over to him and place a hand on his shoulder as we share a smile.

"Hey." Jimmy says, I look over and wave him off.

"You know very well you're high up on the rank as well." He sighs relieved and sinks back into his chair with a grin.

"What about Flip?" Ron asks, smirking and we all glance over at Phil. He's obviously listening but trying to ignore us, head down and pen ready to write.

"Officer Zimmerman? Oh, I don't know. He's been quite rude lately. I would say— just below Landers."

"Hey!" His head snaps up and he frowns at me, all of us chuckling at his expression. I skip over and lean my elbows on his desk.

"You know what to do to change that." I wink at him and stand back up straight, walking toward the office door. "I'll see you on Saturday then, no more complaints." I raise an eyebrow at Flip at the end, him sighing deeply but nodding. I grin and wave, turning. My bell pants moving and flowing with my long strides.

___

I wait for Patrice to come over that Saturday. She helps me with the food and dips, decorations and music. As Bobby Pickett's Monster Mash is playing in the background, we get ready, dressing up in our costumes.

I slip into my rather tight Bat Girl suit and Patrice in her Wonder Woman outfit. I place the crown in the perfect spot in her wild hair and we help each other touch up on our makeup. We giggle as we pose, taking polaroids and skipping through my small house like we were saving the world. I'm about to take some more popcorn to throw at her but we hear a knock, freezing and I grin, walking over to the door. I see Patrice straightening her outfit, making sure everything's in place.

I open the door and peek outside, seeing my three favorite men of the night. I can't help but burst out laughing, Jimmy dressed up as Tin Man from Wizard of Oz. Even his face is painted silver, shining brighter than my glitter eyeshadow. Patrice walks over and giggles, welcoming Ron and I hug him afterwards. With Jimmy I try to keep his face a little further from mine.

Ron honestly couldn't have picked a better costume. His name tag reading Agent Bond. Which he kind of was. A really good undercover detective. And a secretive bag in his hand.

And Flip? Flip wore a flannel, his hair as messy as ever and Jeans and boots as usual. I don't want to frown, not showing him that it disappoints me he didn't put any effort into it. I really do like him, and I know he likes me too. We spent many evenings together, staying longer at diners and bars than the others. Talking and exchanging looks. Maybe I'm just overreacting.

"Good you're here Flip." I give him a smile and hug him, wondering why he is so quiet. I raise an eyebrow as we pull away and lead them all inside, showing them the food filled table and offer them beers.

Patrice and Ron sit together, Jimmy on one end and the seat next to Flip still open. I feel his eyes on me as I walk between kitchen and dining room. I also picked the costume because it honestly just looked really good. It sparkles just like Yvonne Craig's version, purple and tight. I pull up my mask and sit down next to Flip, trying not to be too mad at him. It's just a costume for goodness sake. Or rather the lack of one.

"Hey Flip, what do you think of (Y/N)'s costume?" Jimmy says, biting into a piece of meat, raising his silvery eyebrows. Ron smiles, glancing up at Flip too. He hasn't even eaten anything yet, is he grumpy today?

"Yeah and what about the food, you don't like it? I'm sorry that I invited you- won't happen again-" I let out, growing more angry every second he's just sitting there. He looks like he's trying to suppress a grin, struggling to keep a straight face. I frown, not sure what's going on. Jimmy and Ron join in and Patrice too after Ron whispered something in her ear.

"I think you look bloody good tonight, Bat Girl." Flip says, turning to me and I glance at his mouth, wondering why his words sound muffled. He grins at me and my eyes grow wide. Vampire teeth. Everyone starts laughing and I can't help but giggle, slapping his arm. He's unbelievable.

"Just for you." He says, quickly taking out the teeth and drying his mouth.

"Well I have to admit- that was good." I say, taking my beer and holding it up to the others.

"To a fun night with Bond, Tin Man, Wonder Woman and- a wanna-be-Dracula." We all toast and take a sip, I finally feel relaxed and take another glance at Flip, shaking my head at him as he looks back at me, winking.

___

We let movies roll in the background and played Pass Out while eating and laughing. Once we finished the game and Flip won, having ten pink elephant cards first, he raises his fists in the air, Ron and Jimmy groaning in annoyance as he gets his last tongue twister right. I feel very tipsy, not used to too much booze. Who could have figured that Ron would bring that game?

I lower one of Flip's arms, shushing him. "Calm down, cowboy. It's just a game." I hear myself slur at the end, frowning. I need water.

"No way, I've never seen you drunk before, Batsy." Flip responds and I click my tongue, trying to stand up. I had to wait a second before actually moving toward the kitchen. "Hey, hey— let me help you." A hand wraps around my waist, holding me to their side. I look up at Flip and nod.

"Thanks." I say quietly, my cheeks warm and eyes glossy. "I want water." I mumble and he helps me sit down at the small kitchen table, leaving me and returning with a glass of what I hope is water.

I take a sip and frown, a weird taste after all the beer, wine and whiskey we had this night. "You doing alright? Feel like you need to throw up?" I groan, not wanting to even think about it. I lean forward on the table, head in my hands and close my eyes for a moment.

"You want me to bring you upstairs?" He suggests, his voice sounding closer than last time he spoke. I glance over my fingers and he sits beside me, rubbing my back now, beneath my costume cape.

"No, I'm good-" I hiccup, holding a hand to my lips and growing even warmer in the face as Flip chuckles, running a hand through his hair and standing up, holding out a hand to me. I sigh taking it and his other hand is back around my waist, holding me up. I can walk myself, I want to pull away but am not strong enough. Maybe it's good he's holding me.

"Hey guys, the host needs to lay down, I'll bring her to bed." I frown at Flip, shaking my head.

"No, I'm fine-" hiccup "-I just need more water." I can't make out anyone's expression before being lead to the stairs. I hear good night and thank you but the next thing I feel is already my bed. Soft blanket against my cheek. I sigh, not wanting to move an inch and sleep for days.

"Let me get Patrice." Flip says and I hear a couple steps. Then my hair is lifted off my face, moved right behind my ear. "Sleep tight." I feel something wet on my forehead and then nothing. Only quiet. And dark.

___

I roll over, feeling around for my blanket and cover my cold skin. With one eye open I look around, trying to figure out what's going on. My window is open, curtains pulled together, darkening the room. I groan, frowning. The phone rings and I flinch, holding a hand to my warm head. I squeeze my eyes shut and try to ignore the shrill tone but it doesn't stop. In one slow but swift motion I sit up, taking a second to regain my balance and blink my eyes open.

"Hello?" I get out, clearing my throat afterwards, not knowing what's wrong with my voice. So groggy and deep.

"Wow, good morning Bat Girl, had a little too much to drink last night?" I hear Patrice's voice and roll my eyes, sighing.

"Why did you let me drink that much? You know me. At least I thought you did." I grin, shaking my head and closing my eyes again, leaning forward, head in my free hand.

"You should know your limits, sister. Maybe you got a little closer to knowing them last night."

"Sure thing, sister."

"You up for a run later?" I raise an eyebrow, not sure if she even drank anything at all last night. I stand up carefully and draw the curtains aside, squinting my eyes as the first sunlight burns my eyes.

"Wow, how late is it?"

"It's one thirty. I'm glad I finally woke you up."

"I'm glad too, I bet it's a mess downstairs. I'll call you when I'm done cleaning, a run should do me some good though."

"Yes, right on, sister. See you later."

As I put on a robe, scanning my costume at the end of my bed, I walk out and down the stairs. I sigh relieved, the mess not as big as I thought. I hope the boys took some leftovers home to eat. But I see all the food stacked in the fridge. I roll my eyes and pack boxes, to drop them off at the station later.

I get ready, drinking a rare cup of coffee and put on grey leggings and a turquoise long sleeve for my run with Patrice. I'll meet her in about twenty minutes at the station.

As I drive there, I try to remember what all went down last night. The pass out game was maybe a little too much for my fragile stomach. And Flip, his Dracula teeth still make me grin. Such a dork.

I park my car and walk inside the station, having all the food stacked on my arms. As I get to their office I make out Patrice at Ron's table, laughing and sitting down on his desk.

"Hello guys, anyone ordered leftovers?" I place down boxes on their desks and lastly at Flip's, sitting down on his.

"Someone arose from the dead I see." Flip says and Patrice nods.

"She was still asleep two hours ago." I frown at her, mouth agape and cross my arms.

"Why do you have to betray me, Patrice?" They laugh at me, Flip nudging me arm. I glare down at him, not able to hide a smile.

"Especially you, Dracula."

"What? I didn't betray you, I even brought you upstairs." He raises his hands in front of himself, eyebrows doing the same. I roll my eyes and stand up, telling Patrice to wrap it up and go running.

"You're going for a run? You mind grabbing me a good coffee on your way back?" Flip says and continues to scan through papers.

"Who says I will come back after my run?" My hands land on my hips, eyes on him as he slowly looks up, adjusting his holster over his red plaid shirt. Which was my favorite. I loved the color on him and it's the softest out of all of them.

"Well, I know you need those tupperware boxes back so-" He shrugs his shoulders, smiling innocently.

"You're lucky you're cute, Zimmerman." I mumble, hitting his shoulder and the guys laugh, Patrice and I walking out.

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"So are you dating now or what?" Patrice huffs, running alongside me as we enter the park and follow the path down to the water.

"Who? Me and Flip?"

"Obviously, he's absolutely into you."

"What makes you say that?" I swallow, trying to take a look at her but struggling to do it while running. I just see her eyes rolling.

"The way he's treating you, looking at you. Last night for example, he helped you go to bed and was such a gentlemen. He came back down, asking me to help you undress."

I frown, hoping not to trip as I try to remember the wet sensation on my forehead last night. The way his finger ran across my forehead. My skin tingles at the thought.

"I don't know, Patrice." I say and she sighs, changing the subject.

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The whole way back to the department I have to think of what Patrice said, nearly running into a couple officers. I carry the four big coffee cups from our local Colorado café that usually doesn't do takeaway coffee. But for the department they do. So sweet of them.

"Three orders of hot and delicious coffee?" The guys look up and I give them the cups, Jimmy nearly burning his finger. "Careful!" I say and giggle. I give Flip his cup and he hums, smelling the liquid, eyes closed.

"That's the good stuff." I grin, nodding and take a gentle sip myself, sitting back down on his desk.

"Flip?" He looks over, nodding and drinking the coffee. I push a black strand of hair out of his face, adjusting my seat and face him more. "Can we talk later?" I ask quietly, not wanting to cause a scene or give the boys anything to tease Flip with.

"Uh, sure. After work?" I nod and rub my arm, smiling at him. "You could come by my place, if you want." He adds, seeming hesitant but tries not to show it, drinking more of the coffee. I stop moving for a second, not sure if I heard him right. To his place? I've never been there. Weird, to be honest. I've known him for a while now, nearly a year. Patrice introduced me to them all after an incident with an investigation she told me. That's how she met Ron too.

"I'll be there at around eight?" He nods and smiles at me. After writing down his address for me I leave and decide a hot shower would be the best now.

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I'm done cleaning up my house and myself, when it's already 7.20. I curse under my breath and quickly get dressed. It's chilly outside and I settle with a thin white turtle neck and my favorite blue plaid skirt, short but beautiful. At the door I put on my black thigh highs and grab my purse and coat, finally leaving at 7.45. It's about 20 down to 21 Street so I hurry, still staying with the speed limit.

As I pull up to number 1813, I take in the house. It's matching the blue tones of my skirt, the lawn turning dry and a huge oak tree standing to the side. It's a cute one story house. I smile and step out, a cold breeze welcoming me. I pull on the coat and hug myself, walking up to his house. After knocking it only took him about a minute to open the door.

"Hey there." We share a hug and he leads me inside, taking my coat from me. I take off my boots, him clearing his throat and then moving from behind me toward a different room.

"Just follow the smell once you're done." He calls out and I look up to see where he's going. I grin and try to imagine Flip cooking a dinner. I walk toward the kitchen and stop in the doorway. He's stirring something in a pot, then goes over to grab a couple plates from a cabinet.

"Can I help?" I walk in further, smoothing down my skirt. He looks over, up and down my form only briefly and shakes his head.

"No need, I can manage. You can pick a drink and sit down in the dining room, right through that door." He nods ver to a different entry way and I open the fridge, looking through his options.

"Alright, you want a beer too?" He hums in response, tasting the sauce next and I try to peek but he points to the door, looking at me seriously.

"Okay okay, I'll leave." I raise my beer bottle filled hands in defence. Before going out the door I glance over my shoulder, his eyes on my bum, not realizing I caught him. I smirk and sway my hips more, leaving and sitting down at the round table in the room. I bite my lip, crossing my legs, running a hand over my exposed skin.

"Here we go." Flip enters, carrying two plates. Pasta with red sauce. I mean, it's nothing extraordinary but it doesn't have to be. It's a good dish and smells really good.

"Thanks, Flip, looks and smells amazing. Where have you been hiding your cooking talent all this time?" He chuckles, joining me across the table. We clink our bottles and start eating. My thigh high socks warm my feet and legs, it's really gotten cold out now. November is one of my favorite months.

"How was work, everything alright?" I ask, wiping my lips with a napkin and take another sip.

"Yeah, it's gotten more busy lately, though." He sighs, twirling more pasta on his fork. I just watch him for a moment, eating. I want to place another fork full into my mouth but it's too much sauce and splatters onto my white turtleneck. I groan, wiping my mouth and start dabbing at my shirt. But it's only getting worse. I hear him chuckle and watch me.

"Hey, that's not funny. Do you have dish soap?" He frowns, nodding though. "Excuse me for a second." I stand up and walk toward the kitchen. I make sure the door is fully closed and step up to the sink. I pull off my top, running some warm water over the spot. Then I look for the dish soap. Nowhere to be found. I want to groan again but start looking through the cabinets. Where does a man keep his cleaning supplies?

"Flip? Where is the dish soap?" I call out and hear his chair squeaking. I freeze, panicking. He'll see me in my bra- I block my chest with the wet top and shiver, the water cold against my bare skin. He walks inside and stops for a second, looking at my state. He clears his throat, hiding a smile and opens one of the upper cabinets, pulling out the dish soap from a shelf that I clearly could not have reached all by myself. Idiot.

"Here you go." He hands it to me and I smile tightly, trying to avoid eye contact. "Do you Want me to get you a shirt?" He asks, leaning against the kitchen counter, arms crossed. His grin warms my face even more and I only nod.

"Thanks." I mumble and he pushes himself off, walking past me and toward his bedroom, I assume. I let out a breath and use the soap to quickly soak into the fabric, rubbing the spot together and running it under warm water again. I repeat that until there's only a very light shade of sauce, nearly gone. One time in the wash should get rid of the rest.

"Here you go." I flinch, turning around and accept his shirt. A black plaid shirt that I haven't seen on him before.

"Is this new?" I try to act casual, pulling it on and buttoning it up- but wrong. I groan and he pushes my hands down gently, redoing the buttons. His fingers grazing the skin of my stomach and chest. He apologizes quietly, focusing on the buttons. My heart races fast and at hope he doesn't feel it.

"There- and yes. It's a new one." I thank him again, tucking the shirt into my skirt on one side at the front. The sleeves are long and wide, covering my hands as well. "You want to sit on the couch?" I bite my lip, nodding at him. Before we move he steps closer and wraps his hands around my neck, my breath stuck in my throat. His fingers push out my hair that's stuck underneath the flannel. "Better."

He smiles down at me and walks past me, looking back to see if I'm following. I do. And sit down next to him. Right leg tucked underneath me and hands in my lap as I face him. "I like this one." I say, playing with the ends of the sleeves.

"Me too." I look back up, he's already watching me. "So what did you want to talk about?"

I knew this would be coming but I hoped he forgot. He's a detective. He doesn't forget anything. Maybe struggling to remember names sometimes but that's about it.

"I- uh, you know I just wanted to see how you're doing. I care about my- friends." He nods slowly, totally not buying my words.

"Well I'm doing just fine, thanks for asking." I nod, looking down at my lap, hoping he would let it go.

"How long, (Y/N)?" I meet his ganze, a sigh leaving his lips.

"What do you mean?" He shakes his head, chuckling and inching a little closer, his left hand over the back of the couch and right hand taking my left one, holding it and then gazing back up at me.

"How long are we supposed to keep this game going? I mean, it's fun, don't get me wrong. I love flirting with you and showering you with compliments but- you know, I think-"

"-it's time we take it a step further?" I conclude for him as he starts struggling with words. He nods, sighing with a smile. I take his big hand between both of mine, running my thumbs over his skin.

"Exactly." He adds, his voice calm and warm, like always. Another thing I love about him. I don't know what else to say so I lean my head closer, watching his lips and eyes, his own face leaning in. I close my lids and concentrate on his and my breath mixing. Soon our lips meet, gently and slow. My left hand going up around his neck, trying to sit closer to him. His hands hold onto my waist, lifting me up and setting me on his lap. I giggle against his lips and he chuckles, pulling me tightly against him. Our flannels rubbing together. He's still caressing my hips, digging his thumbs into my skin and hands cupping my bum. My skirt riding up with every movement. Soon his thumbs hook under the hem of my skirt and stay there for a moment. Our tongues fighting and tasting each other. My fingers running through his thick dark hair. His beard tickling my neck as his lips move from my mouth down to my neck. I hold his head and lean mine to the side slightly, giving him more space to play with. His breath is heavy and hot against my skin, his lips leaving a wet trail as he tries to move even lower, quickly opening the top two buttons of the flannel I'm wearing.

"Flip~" I whimper, his teeth pulling at my lower lip, hands back by my skirt, lifting it even further until the fabric is around my waist, panties exposed. My core tingles and I can't help and rock back and forth on his lap, glancing down and making out his hard member inside his pants. I unbutton my shirt even further and pull it off completely, his eyes glued to my every movement, cupping my breasts as soon as they are free. I still wear my bra but he's quick to unhook it and throw it to the side. Hands back on my breasts.

"Fuck." He says under his breath, kneading them and playing with my nipples. I inhale sharply as his teeth graze that soft skin. I try to take off my high socks but he grabs my hands, shaking his head at me, going back for a kiss. His hands now running up and down my thighs up to my ass.

I finally get to unbutton his flannel and he pulls it off, shirt following. I already try my best at opening his buckle but struggle, sighing and stopping the kiss to have a better look. He chuckles and helps me, pulling down the zipper too. I feel his fingers move around my bum and push my soaking panties to the side, teasing my lips and bud. I moan, moving my hips and palming him through his boxer briefs before freeing his member fully. I stroke it, his forehead now resting on my shoulder as he breathes deeply, small but low moans leaving his luscious lips every now and then.

And that's how we had sex for the first time.

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The next morning I wake up to low snoring, I smile before opening my eyes, glancing over at Flip's peaceful form. The blanket only covering his lower body. His bare chest falling and rising with every breath he takes. I reach out, pushing his hair back gently and watch him, covering myself with more blanket. I move closer to him, resting my head in his chest, fingertips dancing across his stomach. His breath calms down and he's sighing, still sleeping as I glance up to his eyes. I look back down and bite my lip, my fingers moving further down and pushing the blanket as I go. Soon I reach his member, lightly touching it. I lift myself off the sheets and move lower, parting his legs carefully and kneeling between them, I wet my lips and kiss his semi hard cock. I watch his face, twisting and moving. And when I finally take him whole into my mouth his eyes slowly open, hands gripping the sheets as he looks down, smirking and chuckling as he throws his head back against the pillow. I smile as I lick his penis, kissing the tip and running my hands along his abdomen, dragging my nails down. His muscles twitching underneath my touch.

"Good morning to you too." He mumbles, his voice still sounding way too tired. He rubs a hand across his face and the other one tangle ps in my hair, guiding me up and down at a pace he enjoys. His other arm is tucked behind his head and he looks relaxed. His breath is getting heavier, louder, turning into moaning. But suddenly he sits up, me following his movement as his wide eyes search for his alarm clock.

"6.30? Fuck-" He stumbles out the bed and nearly bumps into his dresser on the way to the bathroom. I didn't know he would be working today. Oops. The shower is running and I hear him exhale loudly, soon turning off the water again. I walk to the bathroom as he comes out, pulling out clothes from his drawers. I have to suppress a grin, holding a hand in front of my lips as I still see his hard member. He's trying to tuck it into his pants but I push his hands off, kneeling down.

"If you're late, ten more minutes won't be a problem." I say, his face twisting in frustration and he groans, pulling on his shirt and the black flannel I wore yesterday. I start my job, trying to make him release fast.

"Fuck, okay- this might work." He says, sounding more awake and guiding my head again, his head tilted back. He's pushing my head so far that I'm near tears, struggling to take a breath. The pace quickens and he's holding me down, groaning and twitching in my mouth, now loudly moaning and releasing his load down my throat. I hold onto his legs, hoping he'd let go soon so I could catch my breath. And that he does, I gasp and cough, wiping my mouth and swallowing down his cum. I wipe my eyes and smile up at him. I kiss his tip as he takes a couple deep breaths.

"No more- I need to get going." He tucks his member away, zipping up and buckling his belt. I stand up wiping some spit off my face. He stops and turns to me, pulling me into a hug. "You're incredible." He whispers into my hair, kissing my forehead. He steps around me and I follow him into the living room where he quickly covers me with a blanket from the couch. "Careful love- only I'm allowed to see you like that." He winks and I giggle, pulling it tightly around myself, watching him put on his boots. "I'll bring you lunch later." I say and he smiles, walking over and giving me another kiss, this time on the lips.

"Thanks, see you later." I wave and watch him leave, going to his car and driving off. I go into the kitchen and sigh as I see my stained shirt still laying there. I clean up his house as best as I can, taking a simple black short sleeve shirt from his drawers and get dressed. Before I leave I make sure he has dinner for tonight and write a quick note.

Thanks for last night, I loved it. Dinner is in the fridge, hope you like it. :)

I leave and take all with me that's mine, driving back to my place to make him some early lunch. I make sandwiches, grab an apple and a piece of my homemade chocolate cake that they didn't finish at the Halloween dinner.

Once I'm freshly showered and wearing new clothes, a sweater and my bell pants, I drive back to the station. It's now 11.30 am.

I walk into the office, a big smile on my face. Their conversation dies down as they see me and Flip stands up, taking my bags and pulling me into a hug, kissing my lips. I melt into his touch, stroking his cheek. Other hand holding his strong arm.

Once he lets go, he goes in for a second but brief peck on the lips.

"When did that happen?" We look over at a stunned Ron and smirking Jimmy who looked like he was waiting for it to happen.

"You owe me, Stallworth."

I ignore that our friends were betting on us and only look at Flip. "I made you lunch and brought you some cake as well."

"What about us? Are we getting no food no more?" Ron gasps, holding a hand over his heart.

"I don't know yet. Maybe you should ask Patrice." I raise a brow at him and Flip throws an arm around me, pointing at me.

"She's my personal chef now, none of yours. Get used to it. Comes with having a girlfriend, Stallworth." I look up at him. Slowly smiling.

"Girlfriend, huh?" He shrugs, smiling innocently and I ignore the comment he made about me. Instead I agree with him. Hugging him around his middle.

"He's right." I mumble into his flannel, loving his smell. I could fall asleep just like this. And just like that I won not only a man who I want to spend a lot of time with- no- I also gained a best friend. My Flip.

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Sacrifice of Three, Part 1

The lovely @miraculouspaon requested another part of this drabble through ko-fi and I decided to use that story as inspiration for the expanded universe because I feel like it would be such a fun AU to play in with more detail. So this is taking it to the beginning of the story and working to the part in the drabble and beyond. :D

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“I don’t understand why I continue to receive these meeting invitations. I’m not part of a Fae court; there’s no reason for me to attend a Winter Solstice conference of the supernatural community.” Gabriel dropped the leaflet of cardstock into his assistant’s desk in tray. “Please confirm my absence. Perhaps one of these days those ancient monsters will stop bothering me.”

Nathalie slid the invitation out of her tray with a curt nod. “Very well, sir. I will have to ask that I be excused for the event though. I was chosen as the representative for my pack.”

“You don’t even get along with your pack.”

She shrugged. “I suppose I could fight another member to pass on the invitation but I’d rather not.”

“It’s barbaric.”

“There are only two werewolf packs in the city and the one I chose is the less aggressive of the two. It’s better than the alternative.”

“If you say so.”

“Not all of us can pretend to be human all the time,” she replied, tone even. She ignored the glare cast in her direction as she began to work on his invitation decline. “If I hadn’t sought out one of the packs after I turned, they would’ve come after me eventually. Better to have a choice.”

“Better to be left alone entirely.”

“If that’s an option, which it wasn’t.”

Gabriel clenched his jaw until it made a tight ticking sound. “Fine. I’ll accept the invitation.”

“That’s not necessary.”

“Perhaps if I attend, they will stop harassing me.” He turned away from her desk to return to his.

“I wouldn’t call sending an invitation to events a few times a year harassment, but we all have our burdens to bear,” Nathalie replied dryly. “Why the change of heart?”

He stiffened. “If we’re there together, perhaps we won’t lose an entire week of work.”

“Ah, yes. I was hoping I wouldn’t be allowed a vacation.” Nathalie kept her face blank, fighting against the smile she could feel tugging at her lips. “They’ll ask what court you’re representing upon accepting.”

Gabriel sighed and looked back at the large painting of his deceased wife. The portrait had been done in shades of green and gold and had managed to catch  a fraction of the beauty of the sun nymph who’d shined down on him for a short time. “The Summer Court, I suppose, though I never really felt right there.”

“It’s possible you’ll be asked about Adrien,” she warned him, pausing in her work.

He turned away from the portrait. “And I’ll tell them he died with his mother.”

“You think it’s wise to lie? Anyone could come here and find him.”

“Then I’ll have to make sure to seem as human and uninteresting as possible, won’t I?” He gave her a wry smile. “Changelings barely register on the supernatural scale. I’m sure my continued requests for attendance are about my son and what he can do for the courts, but I have no intentions of allowing him into that life. Perhaps they’ll be led to believe he takes after me.”

“Anyone who saw him would know that isn’t true.”

“Mmm, well, there’s a reason he stays here most of the time.”

Nathalie shook her head, unsure if Gabriel actually believed his son stayed put in their large home or if he was simply in denial of Adrien’s frequents nighttime walkabouts. “Of course, sir.”

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Jagged leaned back with a content sigh and licked his blood-stained lips. “Penny, love, you’re as exquisite as ever.”

“And you’re as greedy as ever.” She stood and went to the vanity, shuffling through the mess on the counter to find a clean bandage. “I’m going to have to take a nap at some point to get some energy back.”

“I’ll keep you company, pet. I’d love to have someone pretty and warm like you in my bed.”

Penny laughed as she smoothed the bandage over the wound in her neck. “I’m sure you would, but I’ve got other things to do today.”

He stuck out his bottom lip in a pout. “But I’ll be lonely.”

“Somehow I think you’ll survive. Have you decided about the meeting yet?”

“Didn’t wanna go the first time you asked and haven’t changed my mind.” He let his arm fall languidly off the couch and felt rough scales under his palm. “There’s my good boy. Who’s my favorite dragon?”

“He’s not a dragon.”

“Don’t listen to Penny, mate. She’s all cranky due to blood loss,” Jagged soothed, scratching along the crocodile’s back. 

“If you say no to this meeting, you’ll have to go to the next one. Winter Solstice doesn’t sound too bad anyway. And the cabin looks nice.”

“Ah, a cabin. A house made entirely of wood. Exactly the kind of place a vampire wants to find himself in when a bunch of other supes are hanging out and plotting.”

“Stop being a baby.” Penny turned to face him, leaning against the counter. “Are you going or not? You know Arkana will give you hell if she has to go this time too. It will be her third one in a row.”

“Why do they keep requesting us anyway? Our nest isn’t even that big. Why not the uppity vampires near the center of the city?”

“They might be there too. You’re hardly a good representation of the species.”

“I think you used to be nicer,” Jagged pouted. “I should’ve left you as a naive human out in the world.”

“I’m still a human out in the world,” she winked. “Just not nearly as naive. So is that a yes?”

He groaned and Fang made a chuffing sound by his side. “Fine, yes.”

___

“Oi, you lot notice we’re still the only ones here?” Jagged leaned in the doorway of the study and crossed his arms. “This shindig was supposed to start over an hour ago. Where’s everyone else?”

Nathalie looked up from her laptop and blinked. “No one else has arrived?”

“Nah. I’ve been roaming around this place like I’m haunting it and there’s not hide nor hair of anyone. Something doesn’t smell right.” He watched the werewolf sniff gingerly at the air and couldn’t help the wide smile that crossed his face. “Didn’t mean literally, pet.”

She glared at him. “Don’t call me that.”

Gabriel set his own laptop on the coffee table and went to the window. “There is quite a bit of snow. Perhaps it’s slowing the others down.”

“All of them? Seems a little ‘spicious, don’tcha think?”

“Is it getting heavier?” Nathalie joined them by the window and hugged herself. “I believe that’s sleet. I don’t think we’ll be going anywhere ourselves for a while.”

“This day and age and not a phone number or email to be found between us to reach anyone, is there? You ever wonder why the powers that be insist on keeping things so old school?”

“It wouldn’t help even if we had contacts. There’s no service up here. Gabriel and I have been working on a portable backup drive we brought ourselves.”

“Aren’t you two just the ambitious little duo?”

Gabriel ignored the other man’s remark as he stared out the window. “Well, this is certain to cause us trouble. Jagged, I think it would be best if you retreat to one of the guest rooms. I can lock you in for your own safety.”

The vampire visibly bristled as he leaned against the wall. “I’m not an animal, mate. Believe it or not, I can survive being snowed in with you two without ripping your throats out.” He flashed a wide smile that showcased two delicate fangs. “Might be fun though. Besides, if you’re going to lock me up, you should lock up your sweet lil pup too.”

Nathalie scowled at him. “It’s not even close to the full moon. I’m in no danger of transforming here.”

“Wonder if there’s an old tale about this somewhere. A vampire, a werewolf, and a changeling snowed in late at night in the middle of nowhere…” Jagged chuckled to himself. “Who will survive, who will thrive, who will take an eternal dive….”

Gabriel turned away from the window and pinched the bridge of his nose, pushing his glasses up in agitation. “Please don’t call me that.”

“S’whatcha are, Gabe. Wee little Fae babe who was left to be raised by humans ‘cause he couldn’t cut it in the courts. Nothing to be ashamed of. You got that pretty bride of yours due to your heritage and all. Worked out, didn’t it?”

“Don’t speak of things you don’t understand,” Gabriel warned with a growl.

“Oh, I understand,” Jagged replied with an easy grin. “I met her before you, ya know. Wouldn’t have worked out what with her being one with the sun but she was pretty enough for it to be tempting--”

Nathalie stepped between the men with a put upon sigh. “Since we don’t know how long we’re going to be here, perhaps it would be wise to take stock of our supplies instead of being immature brats. Jagged, did you bring any bagged blood with you?”

“Don’t drink the stuff, pet. I like my blood alive. Besides, usually they have willing donors at these things. Vamps aren’t the only ones who like blood and this was supposed to be a big meeting of the supernatural minds for the Winter Solstice and all that.”

“In other words, you’re unprepared.” She turned to Gabriel. “Do you think we can expect any of the others to make it here before things get too bad?”

“I think they’ve already gone bad unfortunately. I don’t believe anyone could make it in a storm like this. We should’ve left earlier before we got stuck here ourselves.”

Jagged pushed away from the wall. “Well, as much fun as it would be to watch you two moan and groan about our predicament the rest of the night, the cold doesn’t much bother me so I think I’ll be off.”

Nathalie snorted. “You can’t be serious.”

“Course I am. Not all warm blooded like you lot. I can walk right out of here.”

“You’d freeze,” she replied incredulously. “You wouldn’t make it to the nearest town before you froze in place and then the sun would catch you when it finally rose again. Even you have limitations.”

“Let him go. It’d make the stay much more pleasant,” Gabriel remarked. “Would you like to go see what the food situation is like? It’d be best to settle that early.”

“That sounds reasonable,” she agreed, following him towards the kitchen.

“I mean it. I’m leaving,” Jagged called after them. “Not waiting around.” He growled under his breath when he received no reply. He could leave. He could walk right out the door, but Nathalie was probably right. He didn’t have a clue where he was going and if the ground was frozen over, he’d have a hard time burying himself deep enough to keep safe from the rising sun. 

He grumbled to himself and dropped down on one of the couches. Flames licked the bricks of the fireplace and he watched them until he fell into a peaceful trance, letting his body shut down little by little to conserve energy. While it was fun to tease Gabriel and Nathalie, the worry that they might be there longer than anticipate nagged at the back of his mind. Better not to waste any energy he could hold onto for the time being. 

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“The bread’s gone stale.” Nathalie stared at her sandwich before taking another bite.

“There isn’t much more to put on it anyway. This was probably the last day we could do sandwiches.” Gabriel bit into his reluctantly and chewed as he reached for a book on the coffee table. “We can probably use the last pieces with some of the soup.”

“Cold soup and stale bread; I feel spoiled.”

“Things must be bad if you’re talking like that.”

“Losing the electricity’s made me cranky,” Nathalie said in way of apology. “I know we’re all making sacrifices.”

“At least you two get to eat,” Jagged whined, draping himself across the couch. “I’m starving. I’ve got bags under my eyes and my skin’s looking all waxy. I hate when my skin looks waxy. Haven’t looked this rough in decades.”

“Perhaps you should’ve left when you threatened to.” Gabriel didn’t look up from his book. “You know where the door is.”

“I can’t go out in this state. I wouldn’t make it to the end of the driveway. This storm’s unnatural. There’s a warlock or something behind it, mark my words.”

“I’ve been wondering about that actually.” Nathalie set her plate down and went to the wall of bookshelves, looking over the titles. “It might not be an accident we’re the only ones stuck here.”

Gabriel closed his book and looked to her across the room. “You really believe someone targeted the three of us?”

“I don’t know why they would. We’re only representatives, not even important members of our groups, but it’s just a feeling.”

“Why’d you have to go and bring that up?” Jagged groaned. “You’ve gone and made me think and now my head hurts.” He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. “See what you can find in those books about the Sacrifice of Three for the Solstice. I can’t believe I’m even considering that being a possibility. And keep it down; I need a nap.”

“Wait, what do you mean the Sacrifice of Three?”

The vampire didn’t reply as his body fell into a chilling stillness.

“He’s been doing that a lot the past day or so,” Nathalie remarked, keeping her voice low. She turned away from the sight and went back to the books. “It can’t be good.”

“He’s trying to conserve his energy, but I agree. We need to keep an eye on him. I don’t think it’d be wise for either of us to be alone with him at any time.” Gabriel set his own plate down and joined her by the bookshelves. “I’ll help you look while there’s still daylight.”

She cast another wary glance at the still vampire. “What if he loses control?”

Gabriel clenched his jaw. “We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.”

“Not if?”

He didn’t respond, instead pulling a book of the shelf to thumb through it.

“What if we’re still here when the full moon hits?” she asked, voice quieter.

“We’ll deal with that as well.”

“I’d kill you both. I can’t control it.”

“Then we better look for a way to get out of here, hmm?” He met her eyes and they shared a look of understanding before she nodded and they continued their search.

Buy me a cherry coke?

[starrysence]

🅱️lease. Can it get some Race/Crutchie HCs? they so pure. no one knows.

yes!!!! these are my boys!! i think these are gonna be a mix of canon era and modern era and some could even apply to either!

warnings: abuse mentions, fear of thunderstorms, probably some swearing here and there

●bottom line these two really are the couple nobody expected

▪someone as crazy and outspoken as race with someone as sweet and wise as crutchie? who woulda THOUGHT right

●so like at first they honestly just hit it off and became great friends

▪crutchie didnt take long to pick up on the fact that race pokes fun at everybody

▪thats why it doesnt really offend him when race makes the joke about his bad leg being the biggest part of his selling gig!

▪and as you can see, crutchie even responds to it in that same joking manner (“i got personality!”)

▪they became Buds!!! race kind of has the whole “you know my insults are out of nothing but Love but if anybody else says anything mean to you i will punch them into tomorrow” type of thing going

▪one morning he was rlly cranky qjd when one of the delanceys called crutchie “crip” it took like 5 newsies to hold this boy back

▪he Does Not mess around

●race is terrified of thunderstorms and crutchie doesn’t learn that until he’s sharing a space with him

▪race’s dad wasnt great at all and the thunder always reminds him of the yelling and the hitting, and also (this is a canon era addition) there was a thunderstorm the night he found out his mom died

▪when crutchie sees him in a corner of the bed absolutely terrified and shaking he places his hand over race’s and just? rubs his knuckles really gently

▪"you’ll be okay. nothing’s gonna hurt you, i promise. you’re okay.“

▪he’s honestly extremely shocked when race hugs him tightly and thanks him over and over again

▪knowing race he probably subconsciously lets out an "i love you so much” and crutchie’s very glad it’s dark out bc BOY is his face red

▪he says “i love you, too” but hes so surprised that it comes out as a squeak and you cant tell but race absolutely melts (but you didnt hear that from me)

●crutchie sees a whole new side of race on days where his bad leg is really bothering him!!

▪race takes such good care of crutchie? like all day???

▪brings him snacks and blankets and whatever he needs

▪and he knows crutchie’s favourite movies and shows so they just!! chill and watch those

▪very on top of making sure crutchie takes his medication at the right time

▪also this isnt particular to crutchie’s bad days but race is very cuddly. all the time. and hey crutch isnt complaining

▪sometimes he even wants race to lay down and rest his head on his good leg so he can play w his boy’s curls!!! he loves it so much

●i know crutchie is like our resident optimistic ray of sunshine but boy am i big on the Let Crutchie Say Fuck movement

▪the first time race hears him swear hes just

▪"?!?!??!?!?!??!?!!!!?!??!“

▪hes very surprised

▪crutchie like gave himself a paper cut and said "fuck!” because he was so startled by it and race wad just “?????????????”

▪hes startled out of it when crutchie bursts out laughing bc of the shock on his face and he blushes really hard

▪speaking of…….

●race blushes v easily!!!! and crutchie loves it

▪its not really something he can control??? he just gets red very easily

▪in the winter he his nose and cheeks actually turn this really pretty rosy pink if hes out in the cold long enough and crutchie loves to just. give him a lil peck (esp on his nose)

▪ugh theyre so cute i could continue this for a million years but i’m exhausted and want to shower so i’ll stop here

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gosh babe im so sorry this took so long! my inbox gets flooded with requests and i answer them according to whatever i feel most motivated to write so that i can put all of my effort and thought into everything i write and make it (hopefully) nice for yall to read! anyways! i hope you liked this 💞

-sanj 💕

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[gsremade]

Since you’re open to request could I ask for a lil rhyiona thingy? Maybe something short and sweet? Thanks in advance unless u can’t do it in which case just ignore me lol

They’re standing at the base of an old signal tower, light from Elpis shining down on the flats around them and reflecting off the parts of the metal framework that aren’t rusted to all hell.

“I don’t like heights,” Rhys informs Fiona for what must be about the hundredth time as they both consider the structure in front of them.

He can see her nod in his peripheral. “I know you don’t.”

“Is that why you neglected to tell me until the very last second that the fuse you needed me to replace was at the top of goddamn Barad-dûr?”

“The top of… what?”

Rhys sighs, bringing up a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. “Never mind.”

A cool breeze rolls through, making him shiver. As if it wasn’t already bad enough that Fiona dragged him all the way out here at whatever unholy hour of the night it is right now. He genuinely has no idea how she even convinced him to do this in the first place, considering he has a pile of overdue paperwork collecting dust on his desk and a meeting with a potential investor first thing tomorrow morning.

There’s plenty of other things he could be doing right now. Plenty of other things.

And yet here he is, standing around in the middle of nowhere with his shoulders hiked up around his neck and bouncing on the balls of his feet to try to generate some semblance of warmth like a jackass.

“Sooo.” Fiona bumps her hip pointedly against his. “Are we going up or what?”

Rhys scoffs in her direction, fisting his hands in his sleeves. “Somewhere along the line, I think you started severely overestimating how much I’m willing to risk my life for you.”

“Oh, come on,” she says. “It’s not that tall. You wouldn’t die if you fell. Well, okay, you probably would. But it would be quick and painless!”

He rolls his eyes. “That is sooo not reassuring.”

Huffing impatiently, she stomps around to stand right in front of him and plants her hands on her hips. “Look, I told Sasha I would take care of this before tomorrow because we all know how cranky everybody gets when the radio isn’t working. August opens his stupid mouth way more often and Athena threatens to kill everybody at least twice an hour and Sasha spends so much time trying to pry those two apart that nothing ever gets done. Annoying pop music is the only thing that keeps us all from self destructing.”

Rhys thinks- and not for the first time- that he is very lucky to have his own private office. “If you were going to take care of it, then why am I here?”

“Because,” she starts, and then falters for a moment before continuing, “I… sort of broke it even more and now I don’t know how to fix it.”

He blinks a few times. “Broke… what, exactly?”

“The fuse? I think?” she says, but it sounds more like a question than a statement. “It was stuck in there pretty good so I tried to rip it out, but, well.”

She makes this vague hand gesture that he’s not sure actually conveys anything meaningful, but he thinks he gets the gist.

“I know it’s a lot to ask for,” she continues, “but I could really use your help on this one. Plus we’re kind of already out here and it’s a half hour walk back to base, so.” She steps forward to lay a hand on his arm. “Please.”

Shaking his head and trying to fight back the impending sense of doom twisting his stomach into knots, Rhys motions towards the very unsafe looking ladder on the side of the tower. “After you.”

It’s a long way up, the structure creaking and groaning ominously around them and the metal railing shuddering with every tiny shift of their weight. He half expects the entire thing to come crashing down before they even make it to the maintenance platform, but the structural integrity of the tower remains sound and they get up to where they need to be in one piece.

It’s colder and breezier up here than it was down below, but at least the view is sort of nice in its own barren and desolate way. The flat desert around them is cast in a purpley hue, sporadic gusts of wind kicking up sand clouds all across the landscape. Even the sky looks different, somehow more vast and unending than it had looked from the ground.

The ground that is. Very far away. He can see that once he makes the grave mistake of looking all the way down.

Shit.

He stumbles backwards until his back hits the central beam of the tower to get a safe distance away from the edge. Which might have been way more helpful had the platform they’re standing on right now been made of something solid instead of grated panels, because he can still see just how high in the air they are through the slats. He squeezes his eyes shut, willing his heart to stop pounding and his breathing to slow because dammit, he’s fine, nothing bad is going to happen and everything is fine.

But what if it’s not? What if the supports start collapsing, or what if the rails around the perimeter give way and one of them falls, or what if what if what if-

“Hey,” Fiona says softly as she takes his hands from where they’re clenched into fists at his sides and carefully works her fingers between his. “Hey. Look at me.”

“I don’t like heights,” he tells her again without opening his eyes. “I really, really, really don’t like heights.”

“I know.” She runs her thumb over the back of his knuckles, and her hands are so warm compared to his. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t- I didn’t know this would be-” He can hear her take a breath and blow it back out. “It’s okay, Rhys. You’re okay.”

That’s funny, because they’re, like, hundreds of feet in the air right now, which definitely doesn’t feel okay. But he forces himself to focus on the sensation of her tracing shapes over the back of his hand until he feels less panicky and more just incredibly, nauseatingly anxious. Which, frankly, still sucks, but at least it’s a considerable step down from before.

Once he feels like he’s able to, he cracks open his eyes enough to look down at her. She’s watching him so carefully, so tenderly, green eyes wide and searching as she continues to hold his hands in her own. And then she smiles up at him, a little hesitant, a little crooked, but still full and warm and earnest.

“Better?” she asks.

He’s not sure how to answer that. It still feels the same- the paralyzing fear of being in danger of plummeting to his death at any moment. But it’s also different, somehow. Farther away. Like he’s here with her and everything else is just a step or two behind them, looming right over his shoulder and chattering viciously in his ears but never quite able to catch all the way up.

So. Maybe not better, not in the sense that it’s all magically gone away. Maybe just… easier.

“A little,” he finally decides to say for simplicity’s sake, and then clears his throat a bit awkwardly. “I, uh. Might have to throw up here in a second, but-”

She takes a very generous step away from him at that. “Over the railing, not on me, please and thank you.”

Wow. He guesses he just found the limits of her helpful patience. Brutal. Rhys gives her the flattest look he can muster. “I was kidding.”

Fiona gives him an even flatter look in return, clearly disbelieving. “If any of it gets on me, I swear I’ll push you over the edge.”

He doesn’t doubt it. After he’s actually sure he really isn’t going to puke, he turns to make his way around the platform towards the fuse box. Fiona attempts to explain what she did as he struggles to figure out how in the hell she even jacked it up this badly. The fuse she tried to pull out wasn’t even the one that was busted. He tells her as much but she doesn’t believe him, insisting that she, quote, “Knows a blown fuse when she sees one, goddammit.”

Which she clearly doesn’t, otherwise he wouldn’t be having to fix her mess right now. She doesn’t have a lot more to say once he points that out. But she does shoot lots of dirty looks in his direction as he finishes the job she attempted to start, like it’s his fault that she can’t handle the cold, hard truth.

Once he replaces the correct fuse and fixes the one Fiona messed with, the lights on the tower come back on and everything seems to be functional. Rhys lets out a deep sigh of relief when they finally get back down on the ground where they belong, swearing to himself up and down that if Fiona ever asks him to do anything like this again, he’s changing his name and moving to the Southern Shelf to dig a complex tunnel system in a snowbank so he can live out the rest of his life in relative peace.

He’s so busy fantasizing about his future as a hermit that he doesn’t notice Fiona creeping up behind him until she pokes him in his ribs to get his attention. “Hey.”

“Hey,” he gripes back, spinning around to catch her hand before she can jab him again because dammit, she knows how ticklish he is.

But it doesn’t appear that her intention is to start a tickle fight, because she rolls her eyes and shakes her wrist free of his grip to twine their fingers together instead.

“I didn’t get to say thank you before you were hauling ass down the ladder,” she says, taking a few steps closer. “So, you know. Thank you. I mean it. And I’m sorry for tricking you to get you out here in the first place.”

Sighing, he brings his free hand up to tuck a loose lock of hair behind her ear. “You do know if you had just told me, I still would have helped, right?”

“Would you have, though?”

Rhys has to think about it for a second. Like, really think about it. “Okay, yeah, no. Probably not.”

She grins and stands on her toes to press her lips gently against his. He’s not sure if she means it more as an apology or just as an incentive to stop being mad, but either way, it’s surprisingly effective. She lowers herself down to stand flat on her feet again after a minute and he follows her, making her huff out a laugh against his mouth that turns into a sigh when he runs a hand up her side. Her breath catches when he pulls her closer by her hips, and he swallows a groan when she closes her teeth down on his bottom lip. When she starts to pull back, he catches her, pulling her close again and again to give her fleeting kisses until she swats him away with a laugh.

“That was easy,” she tells him as she moves both her arms up to wind them around his neck. “One kiss and I’m already forgiven. I’ll have to remember that for next time.”

“Hey, don’t you dare make me feel cheap,” he pouts as he slides his hands past her coat to run his thumbs along the seams of her vest. “And who said you were forgiven? I’m obviously still furious. Seething with rage, actually.”

She nods. “Right. Of course. Luckily, I know exactly what buttons to push to get back on your good side.”

He raises an eyebrow at her dubiously. “And… what buttons would those be?”

“I don’t want to spoil the surprise,” she says. “But I’ll give you a hint.”

“Okay, shoot.”

“Two words.”

“Uh-huh.”

“You and me.”

“Right.”

“In your bed.”

Rhys makes this big show of mulling it over before gasping dramatically and releasing her to grab her by the shoulders. “Pillow forts?”

Fiona laughs so loud it echoes across the plains, taking him by the hand and not letting go the entire way home.

[beautifulblueeyedwarrior]

1. Think of the last person who said I love you, do you think they meant it? I don’t think so. 2. Would you date an 18-year-old at the age you are now? Maybe possibly 3. When’s the last time you were aggravated and happy at the same time? No idea 4. Would you ever smile at a stranger? Yes 5. Is there someone mad because you’re dating/talking to the person you are? Not talking to anyone right now  6. Have you heard a song that reminds you of someone today? No. 7. What exactly are you wearing right now? Pajamas :) 8. How often do you listen to music? Everyday 9. Do you wear jeans or sweats more? Leggings/Sweats 10. Do you think your life will change dramatically before 2020? Not dramatically no 11. Are you a social or an antisocial person? a little bit of both 12. Have you ever kissed someone whose name begins with the letter ‘A’? Yes 13. What about ‘R’? Yes 14. Can you drive a stick shift? No 15. Do you care if people talk badly about you? Lil bit 16. Are you going out of town soon? I don’t think so 17. When was the last time you cried? today 18. Have you ever told someone you loved them? yes 19. If you could change your eye color, would you? idk maybe  20. Is there a boy who you would do absolutely everything for? probably  21. Name something you dislike about the day you’re having. The Fosters wasn’t on :( 22. Is it cute when guys kiss you on your forehead? yes yes yes 23. Are you dating the last person you talked to? no lol 24. What are you sitting on right now? my couch  25. Does anyone regularly (other than family) tell you they love you? no  26. Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have? yes  27. Who was the last person you talked to before you went to bed last night? mom? 28. Do you get a lot of colds? no 29. Where is the shirt you are wearing from? old navy 30. Does anyone hate you? idk 31. Do you have any empty alcohol bottles hidden somewhere in your room? not hidden lol 32. Do you like watching scary movies? Yeah sometimes 33. Do you want your tongue pierced? no 34. If you had to delete one year of your life completely, which would it be? the year my parent’s got divorced 35. Did you have a dream last night? no  36. When was the last time you told someone you loved them? idk 37. Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years? i hope so 38. Do you think someone has feelings for you?  no 39. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now? no 40. Did you have a good day yesterday? yeah ig 41. Think back 2 months ago; were you in a relationship? no 42. In the next 48 hours, will you hang out with a girl? idk 43. Has anyone told you they don’t want to ever lose you? yeah 44. What’s the best part about school? being around friends 45. Do you have any pictures on your Facebook? yes, lots 46. Do you ever pass notes to your friends in school? yes all the time lol 47. Do you replay things that have happened in your head? yeah pretty often 48. Were you single over the last summer? I think so 49. Is your life anything like it was two years ago? no 50. What are you supposed to be doing right now? nothing lol 51. Do you hate the last guy you had a conversation with? No not at all 52. Are you nice to everyone? i try to 53. Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to? yeah i think so 54. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat? yes  55. Are you good at hiding your feelings? ehh 56. Do you think you like someone? sorta 57. Have you kissed someone whose name starts with a ‘J’? I don’t think so but not 100% sure 58. Do you prefer to be friends with girls or boys? girls? 59. Has anyone of your friends ever seen you cry? yes all of them have 60. Do you hate anyone? No 61. How’s your heart? Its fine 62. Is there something that happened in your past that you hate talking about? Yeah  63. Have you ever cried over a guy? Yes 64. Who is probably talking a load of crap about you right now? I don’t know, hopefully no one 65. Are your toenails painted pink? No 66. Will your next kiss be a mistake? No  67. Girls love it when boyfriends cry; correct? idk 68. Have your pants ever fallen down in public? no 69. Who was the last person you were on the phone with? my mom? 70. How do you look right now? okay 71. Do you have someone you can be your complete self around? yeah my best friend 72. Can you commit to one person?  yeah 73. Do you have someone of the opposite sex you can tell everything to? no 74. Have you ever felt replaced? no 75. Did you wake up cranky? no 76. Are you a jealous person? I am a little bit 77. Are relationships ever worth it? Absolutely 78. Anyone you’re giving up on? No 79. Currently wanting to see anyone? Yeah 80. Name something you have to do tomorrow? Work 81. Last person you cried in front of? Idk, my dog? my mom? or my best friend? 82. Is there someone you will never forget? yeah 83. Do you think the person you have feelings for is protective of you? no 84. If the person you wish to be with were with you, what would you be doing right now? probably cuddling idk  85. Are you over your past? ehh 86. Have you ever liked one of your best friends of the opposite sex? no 87. Is there anyone you can tell EVERYTHING to? yes 88. If your first true love knocked on your door with apology and presents, would you accept? it depends 89. So, the last person you kissed just happens to arrive at your door at 3AM; do you let them in? no cuz it was a random guy at a bar lol 90. Have you ever liked someone who your friends hated? idk  91. Will you be in a relationship in 2 months? Idk i hope so 92. Is there anyone you know with the name Michael? Yes, my uncle  93. Have you ever kissed a Matthew? Nope 94. Were you in a relationship in January? How was it going? Nope 95. Were you happy with the person you liked in March? idk who i liked in march and it hasn’t been march yet this year 96. Don’t tell me lies, is the last person you texted attractive? yes 97. Who do you have texts from? best friend, mom, tattoo artist friend... 98. If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say? okay 99. Have you ever kissed someone older than you? yes 100. Who’s in your profile picture with you? Alex Aiono...Love him 101. Ever kissed under fireworks? No i wish  102. Has anybody ever given you butterflies? Yess

[theoddcatlady]

Sweepstakes

10/14/15

Guess who’s going on a cruise in December? This bitch right here! :D

Finally, all these years of entering contests and putting my name into prize draws has paid off! I’ve always wanted to go on a cruise guys. A whole two weeks out on the beautiful blue sea. Away from stupid work, away from all my responsibilities, and more importantly- away from freaking winter.

I’ll make a special tag for my cruise album so you all can keep up on it. Hearts!

11/13/15

The more I read about the features this cruise is having, the more I’m getting hyped for it. I’ve been going to tanning booths to make sure I have a bod that isn’t pasty white. My mom’s super jealous, but I only got the one ticket, and I’m the one going on that boat!

Seriously though. Dream come true. Twenty four hour buffets and room service. Fancy dinners every night with waiters that dance on the tables. A stop on a vacant island in the Bahamas to spend a day chilling on the beach, sipping drinks and swimming with dolphins. Spa. Hot tub. Shows every night. I will never be bored.

Maybe I’ll get lucky and come home with a hot babe too ;)

12/18/15

12:41 PM

Gonna be boarding soon! And get this- it’s the maiden voyage!

The ship’s called the Maenad, which is such a weird name, I know. But it’s sooooo pretty! So white and clean! I just hung out with this super sweet couple. The girl’s name is Adrienne, she’s a blogger too, I’ll try to link you to hers later, and her fiance’s name is Emery, and he’s. A. Hunk. He’s got the bod of a god (hehe it rhymes!). He’s got a super sexy voice, so low and smooth. And his smile, holy shit, his smile! I’m in love.

Sucks he’s taken, but I’ll just BFF it up with Adrienne.

1:16 PM

Well, boarding happened late, and hooooly crap you guys will not believe it.

Two guys got into a fist fight like, right as we began boarding. I don’t even know what caused it! Maybe they got their bags switched or maybe they just got cranky, I dunno. But the big guy just turned around and started whaling on the other dude. The other guy started squealing before he went for the cheap hits, like kidney punches and groin shots. By the time security managed to pull them away, the big guy’s face was purple because the little dude managed to get him in a headlock. Little dude was apparently tougher than I thought, even though his nose was smashed in and bloody.

I doubt they got let on the boat with that attitude. :P

The room’s… almost perfect. I thought I was getting a room with a balcony, buuuut guess not. Oh well, it’s still a cruise, and I still got internet! Paid out the ass for it, but can’t seem to upload any pics. Ugh. You’ll have to wait till I’m home. I’m gonna chill until dinner.

6:39 PM

Disappointed again. Dinner was cold. I just wanted to enjoy the buffet dammit! If I wanted cold, chewy nuggets I’d go to McDonald’s.

Ugh. I guess first day was always damned to go bad. I’ll just watch TV, if I can get a connection. Although good news, I found out Adrienne and Emery are right down the hall from me! We’re totally going to hang out tomorrow.

12/19/15

2:21 PM

So glad I have Adrienne around. Because otherwise today would be laaame.

Spa’s closed. Which was my plan for the first day! Adrienne is super bummed too. Lunch isn’t as bad today, at least it’s not cold. Poor Adrienne though, she went for the Chinese noodle things and ended up biting down on a chicken bone. She ended up just having some soft serve ice cream while crying about how her teeth hurt.

Tonight’s the first dinner though. Fingers crossed we get them dancing to What Does the Fox Say!

8:07 PM

No dancing. And my soup had a really bad aftertaste, super bitter. Dessert made up for it though, brownies! I ended up sitting with Adrienne and Emery. Emery’s a pilot! Like actually licensed and everything, he even owns his own plane. I asked if he could take me up sometime and he laughed and said it was only a two seater, but maybe!

Ugh, I think the couple across the hall are having a fight. I think their names are Evan and Corine. They’re about my age too but they’re always at each other’s throats! Even before boarding they were bickering with each other. So dumb. Why am I the only one single on this stupid boat?

12/20/15

3:21 AM

Had a supersuper bad nightmare oh my god I almost want to jump off the boat and start swimming home.

There was all this screaming, and these poor kitties, oh those poor kitties, people kept grabbing them by the legs and pulling, just pulling, while they cried and tried to get away. Their bones popped and snapped and then they just tore apart like paper and sparkly lil bits flew out of them, confetti. It was glittery confetti like the stuff at my twelfth birthday party.

I wanna go back to bed and never wake up.

12:31 PM

Ugh. Slept something awful last night. I just couldn’t get comfy.

Turns out I had a nightmare too, judging by my post? I don’t remember it. So. WEIRD. I’m gonna spend today in my room. Just order in lunch and dinner. I need some me time. Meditate. Think of nice, happy thoughts.

Like Emery’s smokin hot body on top of mine. Yum.

12/21/15

10:23 AM

The spa’s open! I’m gonna hit that up with Adrienne today. She invited me to go with her, gossip about the super cute but so gay guys giving us massages and doing our nails. Ugh. I cannot wait. It’s going to be AMAZING.

3:21 PM

It was not amazing. It was not even subpar.

I’m gonna be honest and say it as it is: it was fucking awful.

First off, waaaayy overcrowded. There were a bunch of these really old wrinkly bitches with their saggy boobs practically hanging out of their bathrobes, yelling and teasing the poor masseuses and manicure people :(

The one doing my foot massage, I can’t remember his name, but I’ll call him Blue Hair because he has this really screwed up blue hair. You know the kind of hair where someone’s bleached and dyed it too many times? So ugly. He. Was too damn rough with my poor feet! I’m not even gonna go to dinner I’m so sore. He was so bitchy too, called me a whiner and that my feet smelled like cheese. My feet do not smell like cheese!

I was about to kick his stupid face when a really fat old woman started yelling at him about why she wasn’t being helped at this very second and how her feet were killing her and that she was going to complain to the people in charge when he like snapped? He got up and started yelling back at her, and it escalated so fast all Adrienne and I could do was watch.

Finally the old lady had enough of his sass and punched him across the jaw. Blue Hair was super twiggy so he hit the floor with a really loud thump. I didn’t see if he got up, I think the old lady was about to stomp on his head when someone finally pulled her away and out of the spa. I got the hell out of there, ditching Adrienne and just going to hell with this.

It was for the best though, Adrienne wasn’t mad or anything. She said she went in for the mud bath and oh my gosh was it bad. It smelled like actual feces and then someone started screaming about how there was blood in their mud. Like. A lot of blood.

Adrienne says someone probably was on the rag when they got in and just didn’t care, but ew! I was looking forward to it and now you can’t pay me to get near that spa ever again.

12/22/15

5:31 PM

Going to dinner again with Adrienne and Emery. Apparently tonight’s gonna be a dancing night! So excited. This is one of the main reasons I wanted to come, dancing waiters on the tables sounds like so much fun! I’m wearing my cute dress, I would be showing you guys pics but one, impossible to upload, takes too long, and I haven’t taken a good selfie all day! Ugh. Bad selfie days are the wooorst.

Oh, there they are now! Better go!

9:50 PM

That couldn’t have gone any worse.

First off, dinner was like, nearly optionless? The first night there was like a million choices, from exotic to elegant, but tonight I literally sat down and got handed an appetizer without so much as being handed a menu. I don’t even want to know what it was. It was some piece of dried out meat. Tasted a bit like pork, but maybe it was fish? Emery said maybe it was shark and that made me laugh, which helped.

Main course was burnt black steak. Not even Emery could joke about that, I swear his perfectly tanned complexion went gray when he realized the hunk of charcoal on his plate was meant to be steak. He flagged over a waitress and asked what the big deal was.

“Chef’s choice, fuck off and hit up the buffet if you’re going to be a bitch about it.”

I was floored. I heard wait staffs were so nice on cruises! I don’t think even Emery knew how to react.

The dancing though. I really, really hope the accident wasn’t as bad as it looked.

Our stupid waitress got up on Evan’s and Corine’s table, taking off her apron and swinging it above her head as some old tune crooned out of the speakers. Evan was super into it, making crude comments about the waitress’ panties while Corine fumed.

I’m not sure if it was the feedback from the speakers that made the waitress stumble or if Corine finally snapped and sucker punched her, but the waitress tumbled from the table with a scream. She slammed into the floor with a painfully loud crack and I saw blood pooling around her head.

We all got shooed out, the host apologizing and saying we’d all get a special dinner sent up to our rooms as an apology and that the woman would be fine.

BTW- still waiting on that special dinner. I’m so hungry I’d eat that excuse for a steak.

… Okay maybe not that hungry. My stomach’s still churning from the meat that may have been shark.

12/23/15

6:32 AM

Dinner was delivered ten minutes ago. It was the same damn steak from last night. It was so cold now though that it was practically rock solid, and I swear it started to smell a bit. It went into the garbage. I’m nauseated and super tired. I can’t get the sound of the waitress’ head hitting the floor out of my head. I really, really hope she’s okay.

Corine and Evan are having the LOUDEST SEX EVER in the room across the hall. I’m pretty sure the mainland can hear her orgasming, oh my god, SHUT UP.

12:13 PM

I think I saw someone get divorced at the buffet.

I was loading up on lukewarm french fries and half cooked chow mein noodles when the quiet argument turned up a few notches. I turned to see this middle aged couple screaming at each other while their little kids stood to the side, eyes like a deer’s in headlights.

No one even bothered to get in between them, I think she was mad about him letting their kids eat nothing but garbage all week, and he was mad she had a stick up her ass. It ended with her ripping off her ring and pitching it into the ocean. His face went purple with how pissed he got, screaming about how that was a family heirloom and all that shit. I got the hell out of there, they can get this damn plate back later.

12:31 PM

Holy shit the angry guy threw his wife overboard.

Emery ran in my room looking sick. He was tanning with Adrienne on the top deck when the woman, apparently her name was Delia, ran up there and she looked terrified. Angry husband Donald ran up after her and grabbed her by the hair. Emery tried to get up to break it up but he wasn’t even finished crossing halfway when Donald dragged her to the edge and threw her over his head into the ocean, telling her to ‘go find the fucking ring!’

I am. So glad I didn’t see that. I don’t know if she’s even okay, can you fall from the top deck to the ocean without, ya know, breaking every goddamn bone in your body?!

Emery’s hiding in here for now, he wants some comfort. Adrienne needed to be alone.

His hair’s so soft, I wanna pet it all day.

12/24/15

Christmas Eve and I’m so homesick.

I don’t want to go to the special ‘dinner’. Knowing what luck we’ve had so far, someone’s probably going to get frikken impaled on a dropped knife or something. So just buffet. Which has gone dramatically down in quality for how little we’ve been out here. It’s cold, it’s undercooked, it’s overcooked, it has a horrible aftertaste. I’m going a little crazy.

I just wanna be home.

At least tomorrow we’re on the island. Won’t blog until I’m back on the boat. Don’t think I’ll have signal.

12/25/15

10:19 PM

This was the WORST CHRISTMAS OF MY LIFE!!!

Okay, so the island was kinda nice at first. I saw no sign of Donald or his kids. Or Corine and Evan. But Adrienne and Emery were there! Emery helped me apply suntan lotion, and his hands were like a god’s. Adrienne got a bit pouty but she was happy after we went swimming together. She’s such a good friend. <3

So much was a lie though. There was no wait staff to bring us drinks. The dolphin meet up had to be booked ahead of time, which none of us knew, and by the time it was noon people were getting a lil testy. I mean, we were promised a beach haven and all we got was basically the same crap you get at home, except it’s salt water.

I heard yelling about half way through the afternoon and went to check it out. I thought it was just two guys rough housing in the water until I realized what the teenage girl next to them was screaming.

“Help! He’s gonna kill him! Oh my god, someone help!”

I ran into the water, Emery hot on my heels. The one guy was holding the other underwater, and I nearly puked when I realized the other guy had stopped struggling. I tried to shove the guy’s attacker but it was impossible, he was so much bigger than me and I just couldn’t move him. Emery tackled him so hard he sent them both down into the water, and I dragged the drowning guy up, trying to smack his chest to help push the water out of his lungs.

He wasn’t breathing.

I think the attacker was put in custody. The girl said they were just horsing around to get her attention when the victim accidentally hit the other guy in the dick. Apparently that was worth murder.

I want to go home.

I think I just heard Emery at the door, so I’ll end this post here.

12/26/15

I slept with Emery last night.

It didn’t mean to happen, it just did! He came to me for comfort because apparently Adrienne was being all cold, we were close, I set a hand on his thigh, our eyes met and just… fell into each other’s arms.

He told me this morning he’ll break off the engagement with Adrienne after we get back home. I’ve apparently showed him what it’s like to be with someone who cares. I feel so bad for Adrienne but… Emery’s so nice guys. He’s the perfect man. He listens, we have sooo much in common, and I’m sure Adrienne will understand that maybe he and I have something that we never thought we’d find with another person.

I still had awful nightmares though. Maybe it’s the guilt.

I shouldn’t feel guilty though. I shouldn’t.

12/27/15

12:58 PM

I’m suing this cruise line when I get home I swear to god THERE WAS BUGS IN THE FOOD

I was eating with Emery, having a good time, he took a forkful of noodles and was about to put it in my mouth when I saw the carrot start to twitch. And then it exploded and squirmed and buzzed IT WAS A FLY. There was. A fucking fly. IN THE FOOD.

I puked all over Emery and I’m so embarrassed, but just seeing it writhe while impaled on a fork was too much. I’m not eating another damn thing on this cruise. No way. I’ll starve myself until we get back home. We’re docking on the first. I’ll make it that long.

6:00 PM

I’m starving but oh my god I can’t stop thinking of that fucking fly. I almost caved and ordered room service twice but just. Flies. I can’t stand flies. They make me itch. Emery hasn’t been in to see me all day and I’m super depressed. Today’s the worst. I’m hungry, I might’ve just lost my new boyfriend, and I just want to be home.

11:23 PM

I think I heard someone die.

Corine and Evan were arguing, and then they were sexing, and then I heard Corine laughing while someone was choking and gasping. There was a thump and something dragging, and I’m too scared to get out of bed.

This is the worst fucking cruise.

12/28/15

9:42 AM

Adrienne knows.

She’s been at my door for half an hour, knocking and saying she has to talk to me. No way. No how. Am I opening that door. She sounds like she’s been crying, but I swear to god she’s going to kill me. I don’t know if I was imagining Corine murdering Evan last night but I’m paranoid as hell. I just keep closing my eyes and hearing that choking or seeing that poor kid get drowned by his friend.

Everyone on this ship is crazy.

10:30 AM

She’s left for now. Oh my god my stomach hurts. I’m so hungry. But if I leave I’m gonna get tossed overboard like Delia.

3:02 PM

She’s brought reinforcements. I hear Corine out there too. I’m so scared.

3:30 PM

They’ve gone for now or they’re just being really quiet. They probably think I have to leave sooner or later or have food ordered in. The only time I’m having that door open is when I’m all packed and disembarking this stupid fucking ship. This is a nightmare.

10:45 PM

I don’t hear anything. I’m scared to go to sleep. I’m scared to die. I’m praying. I’m praying so hard right now.

12/29/15

They broke into my room last night. But they didn’t kill me.

Adrienne and Corine just wanted to talk. And all we did was talk. And I feel so bad for thinking they wanted me to get hurt. I’m so selfish and stupid, I only cared about what I felt to not see what was going on right in front of me.

Corine is Emery’s ex. They were engaged too. She showed me pics on her phone of her wedding dress, and she’s so pretty. But he left her for another woman. She had no idea he was going on this cruise too until she saw him while they boarded. It’s why she was fighting with Evan in the first place.

Adrienne was tricked too. Emery left Corine for her, saying that he found out how to love again.

What a sack of shit.

I’m still refusing to eat, but the alcohol on board is better than nothing. We’re just drinking and bitching about men. We all got tricked by a sweet smile and nice words. What a cunt.

Corine’s suggested we confront him all together. I’m all onboard. I’ll take the wine bottle with me, it might be mostly empty but it’ll mean business.

12/30/15

It took a lot of talking. A lot of arguing. A little bit of force. But we all decided it wasn’t fair only one of us get Emery. So we’re going to share him.

Corine gets his chest. The chest she used to rest her head on as he promised to fly her to the moon.

Adrienne gets his arms. The arms that used to hold her tight and make her feel safe.

And I get his head. The head which has such beautiful lips that spilled nothing but poison and such soft hair that I love to pet. They’re better now that they’re silent. We’re all in Adrienne’s king sized bed, with our favorite parts of Emery. It took some tugging… but the pop of his bones coming loose was the most satisfying of sounds.

12/31/15

We’ll never lose Emery again. He’ll always be a part of me.

[theshikonjewel]

1. Think of the last person who said I love you, do you think they meant it?

Yes!

2. Would you date an 18-year-old at the age you are now?

nah

3. When’s the last time you were aggravated and happy at the same time?

every day

4. Would you ever smile at a stranger?

lol yes

5. Is there someone mad because you’re dating/talking to the person you are?

my mom is probably wondering why i’m still dating no one

6. Have you heard a song that reminds you of someone today?

petula clark reminds me of my mom

7. What exactly are you wearing right now?

yoga pants and a button up and a top knot

8. How often do you listen to music?

every day

9. Do you wear jeans or sweats more?

yoga pants #suburbanmom

10. Do you think your life will change dramatically before 2018?

I think it’ll change dramatically *in* 2018 - that’s when i graduate and move back to la and do my writing job ahhh i’m so excited

11. Are you a social or an antisocial person?

introverted

12. Have you ever kissed someone whose name begins with the letter ‘A’?

hm....in kindergarten??

13. What about ‘R’?

nah

14. Can you drive a stick shift?

nah

15. Do you care if people talk badly about you?

not as much anymore, it used to really destroy me, but of course i still do a bit

16. Are you going out of town soon?

ugh yes i fly back to hell tomorrow

17. When was the last time you cried?

a couple weeks ago i had had 4 hours of sleep and got yelled at and i excused myself to have a lil weep

18. Have you ever told someone you loved them?

yes! I’m wondering if this means romantically. in that case, no

19. If you could change your eye color, would you?

could i try it on first? I think I like my brown eyes but I’d be interested to try on blue

20. Is there a boy who you would do absolutely everything for?

my brother

21. Name something you dislike about the day you’re having.

it’s HOT

22. Is it cute when guys kiss you on your forehead?

if i like em, yes! if i don’t, fuck no!

23. Are you dating the last person you talked to?

nah

24. What are you sitting on right now?

my couch fam

25. Does anyone regularly (other than family) tell you they love you?

my best friend!!!

26. Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have?

only every time, friend

27. Who was the last person you talked to before you went to bed last night?

my mum

28. Do you get a lot of colds?

not really

29. Where is the shirt you are wearing from?

ross probably lol

30. Does anyone hate you?

yes, but it’s misdirected. he hates himself and only knows how to destroy and be angry.

31. Do you have any empty alcohol bottles hidden somewhere in your room?

no

32. Do you like watching scary movies?

meh, they’re boring to me

33. Do you want your tongue pierced?

NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

34. If you had to delete one year of your life completely, which would it be?

maybe 13

35. Did you have a dream last night?

yes, it was stressful as hell, i had to be in a play in a grocery store and it was NOT going well

36. When was the last time you told someone you loved them?

this morning, to my mum

37. Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years?

I got 6 years!

38. Do you think someone has feelings for you?

pffffff no, and no one knows me well enough rn to have feelings past projecting something onto me anyways

39. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now?

my grandparents :’)

40. Did you have a good day yesterday?

yeah! 

41. Think back 2 months ago; were you in a relationship?

i can think back 20 years, buddy, no

42. In the next 48 hours, will you hang out with a girl?

yes my roommate!

43. Has anyone told you they don’t want to ever lose you?

aw yes

44. What’s the best part about school?

learning and unity with people in your age group. they are hard to come by, unfortunately. 

45. Do you have any pictures on your Facebook?

yes

46. Do you ever pass notes to your friends in school?

i did when i was in elementary school and that bitch brianna tattled FUCK you brianna

47. Do you replay things that have happened in your head?

all the time

48. Were you single over the last summer?

20 summers, buddy

49. Is your life anything like it was two years ago?

no and thank God

50. What are you supposed to be doing right now?

going to my grandparents

51. Do you hate the last guy you had a conversation with?

no!!!!!!!!

52. Are you nice to everyone?

FUCK no lol

53. Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to?

mmmmmm attracted to, projected on, but not known well enough to like

54. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat?

yes. i never understood cheating. 

55. Are you good at hiding your feelings?

expert

56. Do you think you like someone?

right now? just myself!

57. Have you kissed someone whose name starts with a ‘J’?

yes, unfortunately, fuck you james

58. Do you prefer to be friends with girls or boys?

girls!!!! boys are good 2

59. Has anyone of your friends ever seen you cry?

probably only my best friend, i don’t cry often

60. Do you hate anyone?

i am trying not to, but yes

61. How’s your heart?

beatin’!!!!!!!!

62. Is there something that happened in your past that you hate talking about?

of course

63. Have you ever cried over a guy?

OF COURSE

64. Who is probably talking a load of crap about you right now?

someone irrelevant :)

65. Are your toenails painted pink?

nope, blue!

66. Will your next kiss be a mistake?

I hope not???

67. Girls love it when boyfriends cry; correct?

What??? With laughter, maybe, from my hilarious jokes

68. Have your pants ever fallen down in public?

yup

69. Who was the last person you were on the phone with?

my mentor

70. How do you look right now?

aight

71. Do you have someone you can be your complete self around?

my family, thank God

72. Can you commit to one person?

Yes!

73. Do you have someone of the opposite sex you can tell everything to?

my brother

74. Have you ever felt replaced?

OF COURSE

75. Did you wake up cranky?

nah, just sleepy

76. Are you a jealous person?

i try not to be, but very much yes

77. Are relationships ever worth it?

aw, of course they are

78. Anyone you’re giving up on?

Already did, much happier

79. Currently wanting to see anyone?

my friend kaitlyn!!!!

80. Name something you have to do tomorrow?

get on a flight

81. Last person you cried in front of?

nah i don’t do that son, i cry by myself or i suck it back in

82. Is there someone you will never forget?

of course.

83. Do you think the person you have feelings for is protective of you?

i don’t have feelings for anyone, but i love myself and i’m protective of myself!

84. If the person you wish to be with were with you, what would you be doing right now?

getting coffee and petting dogs

85. Are you over your past?

we never get over our past, it just becomes a part of us

86. Have you ever liked one of your best friends of the opposite sex?

lol ohhhhhh boy yes

87. Is there anyone you can tell EVERYTHING to?

mum

88. If your first true love knocked on your door with apology and presents, would you accept?

that would be funny as hell, and no, i think he’s in prison rn

89. So, the last person you kissed just happens to arrive at your door at 3AM; do you let them in?

NO!!! GO AWAY!!! WE HOOKED UP ONE TIME!!!! GET OFF MY PROPERTY!!!

90. Have you ever liked someone who your friends hated?

lol

91. Will you be in a relationship in 2 months?

probably not, but who knows? (i know. no)

92. Is there anyone you know with the name Michael?

hahahahahhahaha WOW 

93. Have you ever kissed a Matthew?

HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHA COOOOOOOOL

94. Were you in a relationship in January? How was it going?

nope! my january was good though

95. Were you happy with the person you liked in March?

wasn’t thrilled

96. Don’t tell me lies, is the last person you texted attractive?

lol yes tom. he and his husband are so sweet

97. Who do you have texts from?

ya mans

98. If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say?

this has happened to me and basically you smile and say it’s okay while you plan your own intricate demise

99. Have you ever kissed someone older than you?

mmhmmm

100. Who’s in your profile picture with you?

it just me

101. Ever kissed under fireworks?

noooope

102. Has anybody ever given you butterflies?

of course

[yoongiandchiminie]

P R E S S U R E  { 5 }

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{Part 1} {Part 4} {Part 6}

Pairing: Reader X Yoongi

Word Count: 7,560

Genre: Romance, Smut, Fluff

Warnings: Light smut(but not really sorry guys), Fight Summary: After dating for almost 3 years, the armys and Yoongi’s label have found out about your relationship. Now you have to deal with it in your extraordinarily normal life.

The alarm Yoongi had chosen the night before for 5 am was probably the most obnoxious noise I had ever heard. It sounded like a car alarm with birds chirping and something dying in the background. “Get up.” I groaned, untangling his long fingers from my hair. “Hey!” I yelled and placed the alarm directly on top of his ear as he continued to sleep. I rolled my eyes and grabbed a key card then slipped on sandals that were near the door.

Being a mother to all of my friends had to be the most annoying thing to me. I couldn't even take 5 minutes to check my phone because I had to make may way to their room and make them wake up so we didn't miss the flight home. I banged on their room door for a good 3 minutes before Luke opened the door. His hair was messy and his eyes were closed, but he knew who it was.

“Oh, come on.” All four of their alarm clocks were going off on their phones, but yet the other three were still asleep. “Can you handle this?” I asked Luke, but he just shrugged and walked in the bathroom. Annoying. I made my way to Alicia and Julianna and jumped onto the bed in the between them. “Get up,” I whined, rubbing their shoulders. They both stirred and pushed me away.

At this point I lost my cool and began to hit them then they got up. “I have to get ready for this flight too.” I scolded and walked over to Anthony. I knew nothing other than dumping a glass of water on him would wake him up, so that’s exactly what I did. Now he looked like a wet dog. An angry wet dog. “Be in the lobby in 45 minutes. Or you can stay here. I don’t care anymore.”

“Okay, mom.” I had a chorus echo back to me lazily. I rolled my eyes and left the room. Maybe they could be trusted to get ready, but I had my own lazy idiot to get dressed. And myself.

When I walked back into the room he was still in a dead sleep and the alarm was still blaring. I climbed onto of his motionless body and straddled his waist, swaying back and forth to subtly move them. “Suga.~” I droned, he hated when I would call him that. “You need to wake up if we’re gonna catch the plane.” I leaned on top of him and kissed at his button nose. I cupped the sides of his face and squished his cheeks then finally got the first bit of movement from him.

“What are you doing?” I let go and he smiled up at me. “Wow, you look beautiful like this.”

“Angry?” I joked.

“No, above me with the little bit of light behind you and your hair all messed up. With a nice smile on.” he reached his hand up and ran it through my hair. “The most beautiful girl in the world.” He propped himself up and leaned against the headboard with my body still on top of him. In an instant we both leaned in for a small kiss before I stood up.

“Did you pack your things at all?” I made my way to my suitcase to find something suitable for the airport.

“Yeah, but make sure you’re wearing something you feel good in today. You don’t have to walk with me, there’s probably going to be cameras there.” he was rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and taking his time to stand up. “See, I need to look okay in jeans and whatever, but I want you to be comfortable.”

“Yoongi, I know how to dress in an airport.” I stopped and whipped my head in his direction. “You don’t want me to walk with you?”

“I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable. It gets all squished and it’s loud, but if you’re up for it, do what you want. I thought maybe you’d wanna walk with your friends.” he sounded extremely grumpy. He could have easily had a bad dream and that’s why he had this weird attitude or anything of the sort.

I rolled my eyes and took out a pair of black jeans and a hoodie then changed. I tended to get cold in airports. The rest of my clothes were quickly shoved into my suitcase and I headed towards the door without saying a word to him. When I turned around he was dressed in clothes that he knew I loved on him. He was wearing black jeans and a black shirt with a denim jacket and a beanie with sunglasses.

“You’re a dick.” I mumbled to him and I just saw him smirk. He reached for my suitcase and I let him take it. I knew he’d pull out all the stops right now because he had just annoyed me. It was sweet, in the end, but he knew if he had said that it would have made me mad no matter what the circumstances. Just because I had come here to be with him and he was pushing me way even if it was for my own safety kind of.

I sped up and he jogged up to me, kissing my cheek. “Is everyone else awake?”

“I woke them up, but who knows if they’ll make the flight.”

“The boys are coming too, but who knows what they’ll do once we hit New York. I think Jin’s staying with his boyfriends and Jimin is gonna chill with his Egg. Jungkook may make heart eyes at Julianna for a while and me- Eh. I guess I got my plans set for me.” he winked and I crinkled my face. I couldn’t even deny that I was excited for the next 2 weeks honestly.

When we got down to the first van we found it occupied by my half asleep friends along with Jin and Jimin. So we sent them off and hopped into the second one with the rest of the BTS members. I completely zoned out during the ride because they began to talk in Korean the entire time and kept apologizing to me claiming they forgot I didn’t know it. I just told them to continue and that I didn’t care too much.

When we pulled into the airport I already saw it. Well, them. Hundreds of armys swarming our friends that were already making their way inside. That was only two of them. At this point, Yoongi didn’t even bother to ask me if I wanted to go separately again because there went all of my friends and he knew I wouldn’t go alone. He just flipped my hood up for me, tucked in my hair, and handed me his carry on so he could wheel the two bigger suitcases.

Holy shit was it a mob. I could only expect what I’d seen in pictures or videos, but experiencing it in the middle was the most terrifying feeling. People were screaming and cry and grabbing at the boys. I just happened to be in their way and I could feel a few fists form around the loose hoodie that wrung around me. Whenever someone got too close the airport security would attempt to get them away.  None of the five men I was with were phased by this anymore. They simply waved to be the gentlemen they were and rushed on with the movement. They did have a flight to catch after all.

  The entire flight there I was the only one awake. Everyone almost took shifts in being awake by accident, but for the most part, I was alone with the in-flight movies. They had a pretty good selection if I was going to be honest. The only real annoying thing was shaking Yoongi off of my arm when it too decided to fall asleep due to the pressure of him pushing it down. He was a cuddler on planes which was super weird.

His PDA drive was weird. Like he was a very touchy guy, almost like a teddy bear, but he amp’d it up around certain people and in public a good amount of the time. Honestly, I truly think he depends on the amount of sleep he gets. When he’s well rested he craves intimacy and when he isn't he doesn't wanna be bothered. He’s a cranky lil baby.

Everyone woke up as the plane began to descend and we had to all buckle up. They all looked dead to the world despite just sleeping for hours upon hours. Lucky fucks. “Did you not sleep?” Yoongi whispered in my ear. I shook my head. “Well, your mom is picking us up from the airport so you can sleep on the drive home and then when we get home.”

I loved it when he called my home his. It made me all tingly. “Are you taking shot gun?” I paused. “How did you know my mom was getting us? Are you texting her again?”

“Your mom and I are bffs, Y/N. You know that we’re tight. I even texted her videos of you performing last night.” his gummy grin was on. I just rolled my eyes. They were bound to get stuck one of these days.

Ever since we first started seriously dating Yoongi had a close relationship with my mom for some reason.  They were both very chill people even if she did argue with me a lot but she had taken a quick liking to Yoongi. Whenever I ask she says it's because she could tell how happy he made me. I think maybe she’s just finally happy to be proud of someone.

“What are you all doing?” I asked, clearing my throat to be a bit louder.

“Going home and sleeping.” Alicia quickly responded and Julianna vigorously nodded her head to agree. Anthony and Luke also nodded along. How were all of my friends the same?

“You just slept? You know what, I figured. And you guys?”

“We’re going to take a van into New York City and stay there for a day or two. We’re going to have a party later today to celebrate the end of the tour away from the madness of Seoul. Then who knows.” Namjoon smiled, obviously excited for their two-week break. “I’d love it if all of you would come to the party later on, especially you Suga.” he teased.

Not having to wait for our luggage when we got off of the flight was a relief as it was brought to us by airport staff, but now was the hard part. Getting through the crowds of people to my mother's little Scion box car. Yoongi held both of our rolling suitcases and I held the carry-ons as we were squished with everyone else in order to get out of the airport. Before I could even spot her Yoongi was beelining straight for her and into a hug with my mom before I could. He threw our things into the trunk and hopped into the passenger's side as my mom quickly hugged me and got back in the car. It was easy to see her favorite here.

I laid in the back seat as she attempted to pull away without hitting anyone. “Oh, Y/N! I’m so proud of you, you looked so pretty and sounded amazing!” My mom sounded happy. It was nice.

“Thank you.” I got a bit embarrassed. I was always so shy with compliments. I closed my eyes and drowned out the two of them talking and gossiping and tried to focus on the low radio in the background. The two of them were talking about my house for some reason and I didn’t even bother to listen as of why. I just quickly fell asleep for the long drive home in the early morning traffic.

I was woken up to the sudden heat of the ac being turned off in the car and the slamming doors. “Wake up, sunshine.” Yoongi mocked me from the open trunk as pulled out our luggage. It was nice to walk out into a familiar place instead of the hustle and bustle of a foreign country. To see my annoying neighbors playing out in the street and the incredibly crowded street as a matter of fact. A number of cars was double as normal so I figured I must have been missing the fair or something was happening in the city. I lived right near a train station.

“What time is it?” I asked, stretching my arms and snatching my own suitcase from him. He waved his phone in my face and it read 11 am. Hopefully, I could just go in and go right back to sleep, but it could never be that easy. My point was proven as I walked into my house to reveal my dad and sister along with a few of my cousins and aunts and uncles in the tiny living room. They all yelled surprise when I walked in like they were hiding and it quickly turned into a congrats. “Why are you guys here?”

“We’re just stopping in, we saw your performance from yesterday and were just so proud!” My Aunt led. She was a bitchy one, this was a bit weird. “Your mother posted it all over social media so we just were around and wanted to say how proud we were in person.”

My face probably looked disgusted. All I wanted to do was sleep. I looked towards Yoongi and he waved his hands up in defense. However, my mother had an all telling smile on letting me know she was behind this. She mouthed sorry and I was quickly passed around the room being hugged.

It was always nice to see my family, but this just wasn’t the time. There was never really any time in the world if I was going to be honest with myself. All I did was work and put off making plans. Especially with my father and sister. It was always a weird concept for me to grasp that now that they didn’t live with me I had to schedule a time to be with them. It’d been like this for the past three years of living alone with my mom.

I could never recall a time where my parents genuinely got along and loved each other. There was no example set for my future, but it didn’t take some sappy toll on me. It was something that was normal and that I had grown to deal with. My Dad got a girlfriend around the time that I was 18 and then moved in with her. So, he was gone half of the time. The other half he was home arguing with my mother about everything in the book.

The main focus was always money. Money, money, money. It was why I had become such a workaholic. The state had foreclosed the home I’d lived in for my entire life and now here we were without a place to go. Everything was expensive around the part of Long Island that I lived in but we couldn’t bear to part with it just yet. This was where our lives were. So we got an apartment a town over and I paid a good amount of the rent and bills now. My sister had chosen to live with my dad as she saw that it was the easy way out. She was right. Now, here they were with open arms and smiles ready to embrace me, after all, I had done was push them away. Cute.

My family welcomed Yoongi with open arms. He was off making conversation with my family better than I could. Talking about his career and getting to see the world. Everyone had become fond of him once they met him, won over by his charming personality. For the laziest guy I knew, he put in an extreme effort when it came to my extremely judgemental family.

He was a social butterfly and I was floundering. Everyone wanted to keep talking to me about the performance and how it felt and all I could say is that it felt like I was drowning at first then I learned to swim. It was the only analogy that came to my head and it was dumb and they knew it. But they kind of new me, as closed off as I could be. I was an open book a good amount of the time.

After a bit, I had to throw them out. “I really appreciate you all making your way to see me, but I’m gonna need to exit the party. Well, it has to end. I need to nap and I’m so sorry and I’ll really try to make time for everyone.” I locked eyes with my sister. “I promise.” With a few more hugs, they all left and I felt relieved.

“You’re really gonna sleep?” Yoongi asked as I tucked myself into my own bed. “Really?”

“Yeah, make sure I’m awake by 5 so I can get ready and find a train.” I smiled quickly and closed my eyes, swatting him away. I heard the door shut and knew I was alone for the first time in a bit. A nice sleep alone.

  “Hey, sleepy head. Wake up, doll.” That was the first thing I heard as I attempted to go back to sleep. “C’mon.” I stretched my back and wiggled up. I leaned against the wall behind me and opened my eyes to look at the vision before me.

“Hey.” The blurriness exited my vision was clear. “Are you reading my songbook?” I questioned. “Why??”

“It’s so cute.” his voice was full of excitement as I watched his eyes study the pages filled with my deepest thoughts in the form of lyrics. “I see you only write songs without rapping. A few duets. No rapping. I’m mad about it.” he let out a chuckle but I knew he was being semi-serious.

“Why would I write rap, I can’t rap.” I swiveled my body around and placed my head on his shoulder. I knew what page is he was on without even looking at the words. There were little swivels around the border and smiley faces. The words were written in a pink pen that I found to be my favorite and some of the lyrics that I only kept to myself. And him now apparently. I didn’t really mind.

“Yeah, but I can rap.” he boasted.

“Yeah, but that’s where it ends.” I teased, having vague memories of him begging me to wake up at 6 am to watch Festa. He had badgered me for days to do it and being the doting girlfriend I am, of course, I did it. The subs on the livestream sucked, but I still managed to enjoy it. When it was time for the roommate stages, I absolutely lost it seeing Yoongi sing. He was able to sing, there was no way to deny that, but he had this weird dedication to making a joke out of it every time.

“We are both aware I would never be able to write a good rap.

“Yeah, but I’d appreciate a little effort. What’s this song? Heaven in Hiding? Is it about me, do you call me heaven?” he had this smirk on and at this point I snatched the book from him.

“Shut up, I’m gonna shower. Alone.”

I knew while I was showering that he would be rummaging through my room and organizing it to the way he liked it. We’d probably stay here for another day or two then go off to wherever he planned a vacation too. He liked surprises and stealing my bedroom from me. Typical.

It was nice to be home in my shower and be in my own space. As I stepped in I noticed the water was pooling at the bottom and my eyes went to the drain. It was clogged with green hair. I’m glad he felt so at home here. I groaned and pulled out the glob of hair and threw it out of the shower into the trash can. “Clean your hair out of the drain!” I screamed and banged on the wall that was between my room and the bathroom. I heard his laugh cackle through the small apartment and knew he would never listen to my simple requests.

I took a nice shower and made sure to take my time, but not too much time that I would have to be in a rush later. I grabbed a towel off of the back of the door and patted myself down, then slipped into the pink robe that hung next to it. My hair was draped on the back and hung loose, dripping a little bit as I made my way next door to my room. I stepped inside to see that my suitcase was unpacked and watched Yoongi repack it for wherever we’re going. I couldn’t help but sigh at the sight. Now I’d have to pack twice to make sure I was overpacked with options.

“Really?” I asked and flopped back onto my bed. I glanced over at him and he had a photo in his hands. I recognized it without even seeing the picture because the top half was burnt from when Yoongi accidentally dropped it onto a lit candle about a year ago. It was a picture of his dog that he kept hidden in my room for himself when he visited. “Do you miss her?” I knew the answer.

He pouted. “All of the time. I wish I had two Min Holly’s. One back in Korea and one here so I could have a Min Holly in both of my homes.”

“Are you saying you want a dog?” He just shook his head.

He loved his dog so much and I loved Holly too. Whenever I got the chance to stay at his home back in Korea I always got the best cuddles from her. It would always make Yoongi super happy and he’d always go, “Look at my cute girls, the best girls.” And then he’d fake cry like he always did when he spoke about Min Holly. His favorite being in the universe.

“ Are you coming tonight to the party?” He looked at me from the corner of his eye as he hid the picture again. “Cause we can blow it off if you don’t wanna.”

“It’s a party for you and the rest of BTS, you can’t blow it off.” I sat up and locked eyes with him. “You have to go.”

“I’ve blown them off before. You know how these go, everyone just gets fucked up and there’s a bunch of people that I’ve never met all over me. Especially when we’re in America.”

He threw a pair of jeans and a black tight t-shirt in my directions with a pair of panties and a black bra. “I can get my own clothes.” I rolled my eyes and wiggled out of my robe and started to get dressed. “Just make an appearance.”

“With my darling girlfriend?”

“Yeah and I’ll be wearing this.” I waved my arms up and down my all black outfit.

“You’re so basic.”

“You picked it out???” He just groaned and grabbed a clothes out of his suitcase. He changed into ripped black jeans and a Brooklyn New York black and white shirt. “Can you wear a snapback with that?” I asked and he just smiled and tackled me onto my bed. For a moment he just hovered above me and then leaned down to place a soft kiss on my lips. He trailed it down and began to suck on my neck.

“Hmm, maybe.” he chuckled and placed kisses down the v line of my shirt. He stopped where the shirt ended and then laid his head onto my boobs. A pillow he rarely slept on. “The blue denim one?” His breathing was soft and the room was silent as he now laid completely on top of me. Luckily, he wasn’t too big of a guy so he didn’t crush me in any sense.

“Please.” I loved that outfit on him. He was a fashionable guy who truly only repeated outfits when I asked him to. He changed them a little bit each time, but the outfits were reminiscent. He laid on me for about fifteen more minutes and it seemed he took a little nap. Once his eyes closed his breathing slowed a bit and he seemed so at peace. He was always so chill whenever things were wrong. Whether it be a mob or a fake kidnapping or a room full of screaming fans; He was so calm about it.

“Are we taking the train in?” his voice snapped me out of a weird trance he had put me in. Yoongi stood up and I wiggled to the head of the bed. He just kind of shrugged and I began to run a brush through my hair. “Do you have a car that can take us or should we uber? That could be pretty expensive-”

“Oh, I’ll pay for it.” he waved me off and stared at himself in the mirror, slipping the hat onto his head backward. “Check on your phone how long one will take to get here.”

I was already ahead of him on the app and punched in the location that Namjoon had sent in a groupchat of all of us. I wondered what everyone was up to while I was asleep since they slept on the way here. I knew my friends were all asleep and hopefully, they were up by now for the party. I decided that I wasn’t going to try to round everyone up if they wanted to miss this chance to get fucked up for free; so be it.

The rest of BTS probably split up and did their own things within the city. They all liked to shop and eat and be a super fucking tourist even though they’d been to New York City multiple times at this point. They loved this city from what I could tell and I would always take them stopping in on their breaks whenever they wanted to.

“It says about 7 minutes. You all good?” he nodded and looked me over. He extended a hand to help me up and then ran his hand over my face. Oh shit, makeup. “I’ll just do it in the car. You know I’m super talented with that.”

“It’s your prime talent, love, I know.” I rolled my eyes and shoved him away, slipping into a pair of heels that matched me. The door was open and I began to yell around the house, “Mom? Mom, are you here?” I heard a faint voice from the backyard and went out to the small deck to see her tanning. “Yoongi and I are going to the city for a party being thrown for BTS. I’m just letting you know.”

“Y/N, we both know that Yoongi already told me.” I sighed. “Just be safe, okay? Take your phone charger and a portable charger and keep your eye on him. Not him, the girls who leech off of him when you two go to any place involving alcohol.”

“I know, I know.” I took a seat next to her and almost felt a little chilly out here, despite the boiling sun above us. “I’ll make sure your child is fine, Ms. Y/L/N and home by a reasonable hour too.”

“Cut that shit out.” she kept her eyes shut and adjusted her sunglasses. “Just go have fun, I love you.”

“Love you too.” I closed the back door gently behind me as to not bother her. I stepped back in to find Yoongi by my front door holding my bag. “Is my makeup in there?”

“Yeah, but the car outside has the uber sticker so let’s get out of here, Y/N. Bye Y/M/N!” he yelled and everyone on the street could probably hear his booming voice. I took my bag from him and walked out the door with Yoongi on my heels.

“Hello.” I greeted the uber driver.

“Y/N?” he asked. “You’re going quite a distance.” We were in the car and he was driving by this point. “Didn’t think the train would be easier?” “Not with this one.” I laughed and the uber driver did too as I pointed to my boyfriend. “The trains a bit tough sometimes, so we figured an uber would make our lives easier.”

“Well, thank you Y/N.”

For the rest of the ride, our driver didn’t make small talk with us and instead focused on some weird mixtape he was listening to. I didn’t quite get into it, but Yoongi was listening behind the sound of my voice to him and seemed to be nodding his head to it. He seemingly enjoyed it. He always found pleasure in the little things.

The entire ride I just kind of babbled on while I did make make-up, which was a bad habit of mine. In awkward situations, I either shut down or talked and talked and talked until someone pushed me away from what was happening. Now I was just going on and on asking where he was taking me. Yoongi refused to tell me. He knew he was making me mad in the long run because I simply hated surprises.

I’d always been impatient even as the mom friend of everybody. Those friends could usually wait for hours and hours, but I had this weird anxiety with time and knowing what was going on. I liked things to be planned out and absolutely despised last minute things, which everyone I knew was big on these days.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m a spontaneous fun adventurous girl, but I liked to be aware of my surroundings and know what I was doing. I hated feeling like I was locked in a dark room just waiting for the door to open. Especially when the people who had to open it were irresponsible assholes who liked to make me suffer. Not just Yoongi, but he was included.

I guess maybe I had a control problem and a problem with being bossy. I would never admit it out loud, however. I’d just keep it in my thoughts. Everyone was totally aware of it though. I like schedules, making them, and forcing everyone who agreed to them to stick to them. It was just another extremely lovable thing about me. Obviously.

“Who are you aggressively texting?” I questioned. His face had a sour look.

“Same old assholes, you know? They’re mad that you guys came out on stage during the last show, but since I’m free for two weeks I told them to go fuck themselves and blocked their numbers.” The smile on his face wasn’t even alarming and I shrugged off the fact he was in trouble yet again. Whatever.

The streets of New York City were busy as always and all I really wanted to do was get out and walk among them. However, there was no way I could do that with Yoongi. The armys already knew he was in New York and they’d probably already found out about the party. They had some scary ways of finding out information about their whereabouts. I never really questioned that. He could tell I was getting antsy in the bumper to bumper traffic. Rush hour was over for a while and the roads were still terrible.

“Oh, fuck it.” Yoongi pulled his hat lower so it covered the top half of his face. “You can leave us here. We’ll still pay the whole trip.” I looked over at him confused, but a smile couldn’t help but to creep onto my face. I grabbed his hand and kissed his knuckles before pulling him out of the car and waving goodbye and saying thank you to our driver.

The air hit all at once. It was grimy, but it was the smoggy New York air I’d grown up around and learned to love. Yoongi looked happy as he watched my lead the way. He kept his head down and his eyes focused on my feet as I dragged him along, but I could see the little smirk everything I glanced below the brim of his hat. The sun was almost out of view and the lights began to flicker on one by one as we made our way to the club BTS were holding this wrap party (ish) at.

I knew the building once we were down the block by the sheer crowd surrounding it. And the music blasting down the city block. Yoongi pulled me off to the side and was quickly on the phone with one of the boys. Whoever he had spoken to had told him simply to power through and the bouncers were now looking for us. I saw one of them step towards the street and figured it was for us. I held Yoongi’s hand tighter as we walked up to the man and he still kept his head down but was quickly noticed.

The bouncer made his way over to us and walked us through the crowd. It was a mob scene and two more big guys made their way to us and they formed some weird triangle around us to guide us through the girls surrounding the club. They were all so loud and it was the normal discomfort, but I knew I’d calm down after I had a drink in my hand.

The atmosphere of the club was loud. The second Yoongi walked inside the room erupted into cheers and they ended with a stop to the music and a glass clinking from Namjoon who stood on a stage.

“Hello everyone!” The rest of BTS was standing behind him and Yoongi was rushed off by one of the security to go up to the top of the balcony. He was up there in under a minute and he was out of breath. One day off and he was already losing his stamina. “Thank you for attending the BTS rap party! We have our company, some of our closest family and friends, and a bunch of people who have supported us here tonight.” The seven of them did their introductory Bangtan motion and everyone cheered. “Have a great time everyone! Thank you again!”

Then the music was back on and everyone was back to having a good time. I figured I wouldn’t see my boyfriend for a while so I went to scope out my friend who I’d hoped were here. I hadn’t even bothered to check my muted phone all day due to the drama that was bound to be going on, but if Jimin, Jin, and Jungkook were here, my friends were bound to have been forced to be here.

My first instinct was to walk over to the open bar and yup, there they were. The four of them were keeping to their lonesome all huddled together. During my beeline over I smiled and waved to anyone who try to spoke to me and noticed they were doing the same. I was immediately accepted into their huddle and handed a tequila shot.

“This is the kind of night we’re going for?” I asked as we clinked glasses.

“Hell yeah, we’re getting lit!” Alicia screamed and we all took our first shots. Tequila was never a good thing with us. The burning sensation 9 out of 10 times destroyed my throat, but I knew I would keep going anyway. Especially when it was straight tequila. That was the fastest way to get me drunk.

With just that one, I could already feel the alcohol rushing through my system as I ordered two more for myself and took them quickly. With the crowd I was seeing, I’d need it. My friends joined in on the fun and I was adjusting the intense sound in the club. I scanned the room for Yoongi and took a few steps away from my friends. I could only seem to spot Tae from a distance, so I guessed the rest of Bangtan was just as spread around the room as I could tell my friends and I was about to be.

I turned to the bartender and he slid me some drink that looked super fruity and pretty. “I was told it was free drinks on the house for you and your friends.” he smiled. He was young and whoever was hosting this party behind Namjoon probably put our faces down as open bar. Lucky for me.

“Cheers.” I smiled and fake clinked with the air towards him. He laughed and made a motion for me to drink it fast. He fake ran around the back making me another and passing it to me with two more shots. I should have slowed down, but I never really had the time to get fucked up anymore with working and school. Fuck it, tonight was that night. I downed the two other shots and grabbed the drinks then walked in the direction I had left my friends in. They were gone. Of course.

I was never a dancer. I wasn’t fluid in movement but when I spotted Julianna with Jungkook and Tae, I decided to join in. The three of them all had a cute relationship over video games and being a bit shy and awkward altogether. They were a nice dynamic group, even if they were all pretty similar. The music was fun. A mix of Korean and English party songs.

“Where’s Min?” Jungkook yelled over the music, putting an arm around me to bring me in closer so he could hear my response.

“Wish I knew!” I laughed back and he tugged me across the dance floor to leave the other two alone.

He was an exceptional dancer, obviously, but he was goofy for me. He knew I didn’t like dancing too much, but Jungkook made it fun. I danced around his extraordinary movements and sipped on my drink, having it finished by the end of the song. I waved the empty glass in his face and he took me to the other bar to get a refill and another shot. We cheer’s together as I spotted the mint green hair I loved sitting at the bar speaking to some woman.

I slammed my glass down to get his attention, but only managed to get hers. The woman had long straight blonde hair and blue eyes that could probably kill me if she changed her fake as hell smile towards me to a mean glance. She just simply smiled and waved at me, which caused Yoongi to turn towards me. His face was already lit up and he just simply waved as well. I furrowed my eyebrows and ordered another shot while his attention was still on me. Who the fuck was he talking to that he couldn’t come over and spend a night with me, let alone introduce me? Okay. I was never too jealous, but this just pissed me off in my intoxicated state.

I rolled my eyes and turned back to Jungkook, but he was gone off somewhere with the people of this giant fucking party. Whatever. I had a new drink and a pissed off attitude, but I wouldn’t let it ruin my night. My goofy dancing phase had quickly passed me and now I was the worst dancing one. All I wanted to do was grind on someone else while my boyfriend watched and laughed with the gorgeous tall blonde. It was ironic that I spotted Luke in that moment, but I laughed about it. If he was gonna be with a tall blonde, so was I.

It probably wasn’t my smartest idea as I walked over to him during the first notes of Despacito by Daddy Yankee began to play. He extended a hand to me and I let my jealous thoughts leave me. Luke knew me too well, however, and knew exactly what I was doing. He knew that he was the little trap card I activated when I wanted to make my boyfriend mad and he had no problem assisting, as he liked to make Yoongi mad as well.

The rivalry between the two of them was always weird and it wasn’t as if Luke was still trying to win my affection. I think it’s more of a who’s the most important guy in my life competition. I love Yoongi, but Luke was one of my best friends and they never really figured out that the kind of love I felt for both of them was different and would always be different. They just smooshed it all together and fought along the way. Yoongi was a jealous person and so was Luke. Then they were both extremely competitive. There was that.

I felt myself sweating from the lack of stamina I had in the room as I danced with Luke. It was hot and if there were any cameras in the room, I would have been killed. This was a safe place, however, full of friends. Nobody's eyes were focused on me, except for Yoongi’s who shot me glances every 3 seconds. I was counting. My body moved for me as my mind focused on him at the bar. Still speaking to some woman. Something seemed wrong.

As the song ended, I stood on my tiptoes and my lips caught on Luke’s right ear. His arm wrapped around my back as he helped me stay up to whisper to him. “I think something’s wrong with Yoongi. He would have stormed over here within the first minute.” he nodded and let go of me. He was on my heels as I made my way back over to the bar.

I finished my drink and the alcohol was my courage. Her hand was on his thigh and my angry self could only laugh. So I pushed myself in between them and took a seat on his lap, slamming my empty glass on the bar table as the bartender quickly went to refill it. I extended a hand. “Y/N and you?”

Yoongi leaned forward and moved my hair out of his face. “Are you drunk?” he asked, he sounded concerned. His hand found it’s way to my waist as he held me still.

I ignored him as she shook my hand. “Samantha. You’re sort of interrupting a conversation. Don’t you think you’re being a bit rude?”

I took a sip of my new drink and stood up, ignoring Yoongi again who tried to pull me back. I walked around her to the other side, farther away from him. “You look like you’re keeping my boyfriend trapped here. Who are you again? Anyone important?” Boy oh boy, I would regret this when I remembered it tomorrow.

“She’s a-” Yoongi began but she cut him off.

“The girl he’s leaving with.” she smirked and Yoongi looked more confused.

“What? You said you were with Big-”

“While you were over there grinding on that guy.” she pointed at Luke who stood behind Yoongi with a matching face to his. “I was over here, getting busy and making plans.” Her smirk just pissed me off.

“He’s not into sluts who throw themselves at guys that are obviously taken. And don’t play dumb to live up to your stereotype.” I couldn’t help but laugh. I wasn’t this mean, really. I was just so fucked up and nobody was truly stopping me. “You’re here at BTS’s party, so you obviously know who I am. So, I don’t know who the fuck you banged to get in here, but my suggestion is not to get your hopes up for another guy and just to crawl back to wherever you came from.” I simply smiled and waved her off.

“You’re such a little cunt. Every army knows it.”

Ahh. There it was. She was an army who snuck in here. I couldn’t even call her out on it before she punched me in the face. I stumbled backward, but didn’t fall. Without a thought to wipe the blood pooling in the corner of my mouth, I swung back at her face. I was extremely drunk and stumbly so it definitely didn’t hurt her as much as I intended, but her reaction was enough to know it did something. She hit me again and this time grabbed my hair before pushing me onto the ground. If I was sober, I could have done something, but I was just gonna have to let this happen because there was no way I was getting off of the floor.

Before she could get on top of me and hit me a third time Luke was pulling her away and then security took over. I was out of breath and confused, but Luke and Yoongi were quickly at my sides helping me up. The only words Yoongi spoke before I felt like vomiting were, “We’re leaving. Thank you.” to Luke and then I recall passing out instead of puking. 

Classy.

Authors note: Hey! Hope you guys enjoy the 5th part of Pressure! I love writing this story and everything else on this blog. All of the love from you guys is overwhelming as I’m almost at 1000 followers! So thanks everyone for reading and being here with me! Much love!

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What do you prefer to be called name-wise?

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When is your birthday?

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Where do you live?

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20+ 😜

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She / Her

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Rate your life from 1 to 10, 1 being crappy and 10 being the best it could be

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"GET TO KNOW ME" TAG GAME

rules: answer the questions and tag people you’d like to get to know better!

Tagged by: @dwindlingspace 😘 Thank you so much, my dear Euri!!🥺 I find it amazing to meet a lot of Fils here in Tumblr!!!

Tagging: @heyheysey @b0ku4ka @queenoftheknight @ella390-the-potato @oikawa-obvs @bumblebeesofspace @fareuro @fareuro @how-do-i-know-if-im-baby @kodzukens-thighz @lyssaisprobablynotaloser @justanimedude @bitchoftheclouds @jediofbooksandsnacks @modern-oedipus @purplemermaidprincess7 @eggfanaccount @wife-of-mikoto-suoh @inspmikashimotsuki @rebellefleur94x @husbando-harem @atsumus-thighs @elektrosonix @mari-writes (if anyone feels kinda off about the tag, I apologize in advanced. I am so sorry. You can participate or not if you want. Sincerely, Ava😘)

What do you prefer to be called name-wise?

🥺 Hi, I'm Ava. And Fils are fond of giving kids multiple names so I go with my first name, AVA. 🙍‍♀️🤣

When is your birthday?

Somewhere in November. 🤣

Where do you live?

Philippines

Three things you are doing right now:

Procrastinating (fave hobby or more like a lifestyle) 🤷

Simping for my anime boyfriends

Overthinking

Four fandoms that have piqued your interest?

Uhm, this is hard. 🤣

Okay.

Psycho Pass

Shaman King

K Project

Bungou Stray Dogs

Haikyuu

et. al.

I can't choose just four 😭

How has the pandemic been treating you?

Worst. I mean, I work at a hospital. 🤷

A song you can't stop listening to right now:

More like an album. Idk, LANY's Mama's Boy Album.

How old are you?

20's 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

School, University, occupation other?

Broke, underpaid, overworked health worker

Do you prefer heat or cold?

COLD!!! If you're living in our city, you'll understand what HOT SUNNY DAYS are. 🤣

Name one fact that others may not know about you.

I get dizzy whenever I have to interact with people for long periods of time.

Are you shy?

I can't make friends and start proper conversations on my own in real life.😭

Pronouns?

She/her

Biggest pet peeve?

NOISE. LOUD, UNNECESSARY NOISES and entitled people.

What is your favorite "dere" type?

Idk. Haha.

Rate your life from 1-10, 1 being crappy and 10 being the best it could be.

4? I don't know. These past few months have been excruciating.

What's your main blog?

This.

List your side blogs and what they're used for.

@so-this-is-ava is my irrational brain dump.

Is there something people need to know about you before becoming friends?

I can't communicate well AND cannot keep conversations going. 🥺 And at times, I get lost in my head so I'm pretty weird.

[crying-saeyoung]

Can I request RFA reacting to MC proposing to them? c: Was thinking about that earlier today !! lol

I’ve read this HC before and I loooooovee ittttt sooo much I love this headcanon aaaaa I hope you guys like it as much as I do!! -Green

Yoosung:

-honestly, it wasn’t planned at all. Kinda. You did have a whole plan for a date, very romantic and a night to remember for sure.

-but when you woke up and saw Yoosung right there, sleeping so peacefully, you just had to do it. God, you just had to marry this man. Right now .

-so you get out of bed as quietly as you can, and you whip him up a sweet cup of coffee that he taught you from his barista club, and some strawberry pancakes with whip cream 

-this boy loves sweet things so you write on the side of the plate with caramel ‘will you marry me, baby?’ 

-you did some basic latte art on his coffee, just a simple heart but you thought it was cute 

-you put it all on a small tray and brought it over to the bedroom, where Yoosung was still sleeping 

-you set the tray down on the nightstand, and sit right next to him, petting his hair and kissing his shoulders and cheeks to wake him up 

-his lil sleepy eyes are so cute that you wanna ask him right then and there but you SomeHow resist 

- “I brought you some breakfast in bed, honey” you give him the tray and he’s already surprised because !!! he loves your cooking, but what’s the occasion???

-first yoosung smiles at your cup art and drinks some of that, complimenting how cute you are and how good you are at making coffee!!! maybe even better than him?? ooo

-when he looks at the plate to see what you made, he almost misses the little words by the side. but he does see it

-at first he thinks it’s a joke. were you reinacting one of your books or something?? 

-but when he looks back at you to see you on one knee by the bed with a ring in your hand he actually screams

-without even thinking he totally throws the breakfast off the bed the coffee is safe on the nightstand thank god and jumps into your arms 

-making the two of you fall on the hard floor but he doesn’t care because “yeah!!!! yeah!! yeah, i wanna marry you!!” he doesn’t even say YES he just keeps saying YEAH. because. YEAH!!! we’re getting MARRIED! 

Saeyoung: 

-saeyoung deserves the best of the best okay

-so you make a GAME out of it 

-you make him search for the ring and it’s so complex that you honestly forgot where you put the ring

-you hid it the other night and woke up at the butt-crack of dawn, waking up your soon to be fiance along with you 

-he’s cranky about it, but once he hears that you two are going on a scavenger hunt he’s BLASTING OUT THE ROOM 

-saeyoung please put on clothes we’re going outside 

-it’s really fuckin cold in the morning so you guys have to dress up warm, which to Saeyoung means 707 layers of jackets heheh

-the puzzle was made to be really challenging because you know how smart Saeyoung is, even if he pretends he isn’t 

-it’s kind of like his Valentines Date (DLC) except a lot less romantic ,, and more adventurous 

-one moment your in the bathroom until he breaks it apart to find a key, and the next moment you’re in the garage unlocking one of his babes. inside there you find a tub of ice cream, so you go to Saerans room! You find a bouquet of flowers, so now your suddenly at the supermarket! Just like that, and it goes on FOREVER  

-the last stop (where the wedding ring is) is at the top of the hill in a small dog park where the two of you had your first date. by the time you get there it’s the middle of the afternoon 

-Saeyoung isn’t even TIRED. he’s having so much fun!!!

-he has to climb one of the trees to find the ring, and you’re down on the ground and you kinda just go “o. that’s where i put it” because, again, you fucking FORGOT 

-he hangs from one of the branches and hands the ring to you, and you see the confusion on his face, but also the playfulness 

- “what could it mean??? i don’t remember a ring in our relationship. hmm… you truly are a master, because frankly, I’m stump-ed.” bu-dum cccchhhh 

-you join on in, observing the ring curiously even if you knew what it looked like.

-it was a beautiful ring. you didn’t want it too flashy, that didn’t really match his personality. it had a diamond in the middle, with two moonstones shaped in crescents to hug the diamond on each side. one reason because it was his birth stone, the other because. it was a moon stone. spaaaace

- “hmm, the only time I remember there being a ring in our relationship is when I proposed to you??” 

-Saeyoung laughs because it’s like lololol funny joke MC but then all the sudden your getting on one knee and he’s kinda just like. w h a t 

- “don’t tell me you’re going to say no and ruin the adventure already? we still have to go to the moon, you know.” You try to be cocky but your voice is trembling. you’re literally proposing to Saeyoung who is hanging upside down from a tree like a damn monkey 

-he falls off the tree 

- “OH MY GOSH, ARE YOU OKAY??” you try to help him but he’s scrambling away from you. Your heart breaks a lil bc of that,,

-and then you see that your boyfriend is crying and he’s trying really really hard for you not to see and you don’t know if that’s a good sign or not 

- “are you crying because you love me or because you’re hurt because I’m really worried about both” a legitimate question you have to ask

-AAGAHHH it’s cause he loves you!!!! hell yeah he wants to marry you!!!

-that’s what he wants to say but he’s crying so much it comes out as a bunch of nonsense. “h yeh.. wa -nanabb… maaaarrRRYYyy-mmm y-yo-uugh-ouuu ehhhehHH!!!”

-after you get him calmed down he kinda just bursts into tears at random times the rest of the day because he’s so overwhelmed with LOVE FOR YOU 

Jumin:

-you don’t even beat around the bush with this fuckin dork. You’ve TRIED. it DOESN’T WORK Y’ALL 

-if you don’t tell him outright about something, he’ll never know what you mean 

-you’re out at a very very fancy dinner. You don’t want to propose there because of paparazzi. you figure that the dinner will help the romantic mood though 

-after the dinner, you two go out to his private garden, and you spend the rest of your date there, walking and talking

-at one point you stop the two of you at a small little bench and request to sit down

-you continue talking while you make a flower crown for the both of you because he’s a very pretty boy and you can’t resist.

-also you need something to do with your hands because you’re so nervous and jittery 

-by the time you’re finished with them, you place one crown on your head and then offer him his 

- “would you like to be my prince, Jumin?” 

-he smiles at you, because gosh. u are… so cute. Of course he wants to be your fuckin prince !!!

- “forever. be my prince forever, okay?” 

- “okay, MC. I promise.” 

-you place the crown on his head, and without really thinking about it you place the ring on the top of his head too 

-Jumin is like “?????” 

-very confused

-when he picks it up, and sees it is an engagement ring, he almost laughs because when Jumin looks at you again you are struggling to get on one knee in the grass 

- “are you asking me to marry you, MC?” 

-UGH YES JUMIN YES I AM aSGHHGH HELp me

-Jumin full out just giggles. He’s got a little blush on his cheeks and everything. he looks damn beautiful. It’s like the guy is shining under the moonlight 

- “please god marry me Jumin Han” kinda just slips out of your mouth before you can think about it 

-he brings you up to him and gives you a very deep kiss before putting on the ring. 

- “MC, if you need me to, I’ll be your king.”

Jaehee:

-you had brought the whole RFA together at your apartment for a casual get together and game night

-and you planned to propose with everyone there 

-you just wanted it to be fun and memorable for the both of you, and to have your RFA family with you sounded amazing

-you were. v v nervous but you couldn’t tell anyone because literally everyone in the RFA would snitch without even thinking about it they’re terrible

-the party was finally at that calm, but fun air you wanted it to be. Yoosung and Saeyoung playing Just Dance on the TV, Jaehee and Zen chatting about their daily lives and his musicals while you were preparing food with Jumin.

-I think out of everyone in the RFA, Jumin is the happiest for you two, whether he say it or not

-and really…. he was the only one who wouldn’t snitch…. 

-so while you were pouring drinks for everyone, you told Jumin you planned to propose to Jaehee tonight but you weren’t sure when the best moment would be

-surprisingly he gave you a?? side hug??? 

-he was so proud of you guys aaaaa

-Jumin wasn’t the most romantic person, but he did give you good advice. Let it come naturally. Don’t think of her saying no, just think of her saying yes, because she will. Jaehee will say yes

-and that was such a relief to hear that you gave Jumin a big ol hug and a smooch on the cheek before bringing out the food 

-an hour goes by and you all are playing monopoly 

-Saeyoung and Jumin are getting all the expensive houses and constantly competing for each others cards. No one knows how Saeyoung got so much money. 

-Yoosung is making a little home with all the really cheap blocks and Zen is pulling his hair as he has to pay Jumin yet again

-then there’s you and Jaehee who watch the fire burn and maintain a normal board of moderately expensive houses. 

-and you just feel so good at the moment. You and Jaehee cuddled in a blanket with your friends all around you 

-so you turn around, kiss her on the forehead, bring out the ring and ask her to marry you

-ALL EYES ON YOU 

-the fighting IMMEDIATELY STOPS and everything is so quiet

-…

-..

- “DAMMIT JAEHEE IF YOU DON’T SAY YES, I WILL” Saeyoung SCREECHES at the top of his lungs and he looks like he’s gunna c r y 

-Jaehee does finally find her words and says yes, then the two of you kiss and everyone is standing up and cheering for the two of you 

-they force you to do a slow dance together and really you wouldn’t have it any other way 

Zen:

-you don’t want to do it in public, because of paparazzi, but… Zen does love attention..

-so you decide to propose to him after one of his shoes back stage 

-you watch the whole performance with a nervous heart and shaking hands 

-the whole time you just stare at Zen and you watch how beautifully he sings and preforms. He’s amazing at what he does. You just… feel so proud of him

-you really, really hope he’ll say yes. You need him to. You don’t think you could ever get over it if Zen said no. 

-When the show is over, there’s usually a meet-and-greet with all the actors so you have to act quickly before he leaves for that and is too tired for a proposal 

-you greet him with a big hug and a kiss, which he appreciates a Whole Lot

- “hey, Zen, I was.. wondering something today.” 

- “yeah? what’s that?” 

- “would you ever… in the future.. would you ever like to get married?” 

-you catch him off guard and now he’s blushing like a FOOL 

-of course!! especially if it’s to you, and he winks. He’s just casually flirting but you’re just like THE TIME IS NOW 

-you slam down on your knee so hard that you actually start crying and Zen is just ????!!!!!! what h a p p e n e d 

-you explain in tears while bringing out the ring that you wanted to propose but you got too excited.. 

-YOU’RE SO CUTE, O H MYG OD,,,

-Zen just laughs, picks you up and gives you a really big SMOOCH on the lips. pretend i didn’t say smooch because it was actually really romantic 

-he dips you, what a nerd 

-god, he loves you. he’s looking at you with such a sparkle in his eyes as he says ‘yes’ and putting on that ring, you forget all about your injury and go in for another kiss as he spins you around

-after he smugly shows all his fans the ring in pride