#today this guy from the US approached me and while he seemed nice he almost immediately asked abt my instagram or fb

[holmesandwhatson]

is it really that weird that i don't like being approached and asked out by random guys in public

(also it's super rare in my culture so it's usually Americans or foreigners and I'm so unused to such situations I never know how to handle them well and not appear rude ;/)

[kaiserthebiter3]

How would the l&ds men react if they find out about you telling your bestfriend about what happens between you two in bed ?

Xavier , Zayne , Rafayel and Sylus x reader (separately)

requests are open btw :)

Xavier

making yourself comfortable on the couch of your guys' living room , giggling and kicking your feet , totally letting your guard down thinking your handsome boyfriend is still napping .

"I'm telling you tara he may look nice and gentle , but in bed?? noo that guy is the exact opposite of gentle , not that I hate it though" , this was a message sent to your best friend Tara while you girls were discussing how the intimate time with your boyfriends is like.

Xavier passes through the hallway and notices your little giggles and the way you were pretty glued to your phone's screen , curious , he enters the living room without you noticing and gets behind you , and yes he pretty much read everything before you finally noticed him standing behind your back .

you were met with his raised eyebrow and a look on his face that clearly says *really?* , "Xavier what--" he cuts you off "I'm the one who should be questioning you right now , don't you think?" he sighs and proceeds "honey ..what is that , that you're doing?" , you hide your phone behind your back , your cheeks heating up "I mean....nothing important? " , he sits besides you making sure to face you , "nothing important?" you could sense the teasing tone in his voice , he's mocking you "ok , ok i know it might seem weird but it's just tara you know ?" you say brushing it off, "lovely I know you're close with tara but.. to that extent?" he asks , "yeah don't worry it's pretty normal between us....I mean this isn't our first time talking about...this.." xavier raises his eyebrow again but this time in amusement.

"well then" he gets closer to you then raises your chin with his hand "why don't I give you two more stuff to talk about?" with one swift motion , he ripped the buttons off your shirt staring dangerously into your eyes while at it "you make sure you tell her exactly of what is about to happen to you" he mocks you with a wicked grin.

Zayne

You've been waiting for your husband to pick you up from your work place for quite sometime now , however, thankfully your best friend Tara decided to keep you company while you wait for his arrival.

and somehow your conversation had took a rather an interesting turn , "ohh zayne is almost never gentle during it" you say sighing then proceeding "but it is because I , most of the time , rile him up" you remarked proudly , tara gets intrigued "ohhh? do tell your secret" ,she gets closer eager to get some tips from you , "darling" a voice cuts you both off , and you both flinch at the sudden voice coming between you , "it seems like a very important topic you both are discussing , but I'm afraid we have to go home" he says this with the most normal collected tone ever , like you two weren't just talking about his habits in the bedroom , tara gets embarrassed and excuse herself , but she does shoot you a look of "good luck" before leaving you two to be.

on the way home zayne never mentioned it , in fact he was asking how was work today and some other normal questions , so the ride was quite peaceful.

however as soon as you guys are in the house , he finally comments "so I'm almost never gentle huh?" he says so out of the blue with a smirk on his face , catching you off guard , you were hoping he'd actually ignore it and never mention it "well? am I wrong tho??" you reply trying to save some face by attacking him , "no you aren't" he says simply , "but only because almost everytime you rile me up" he said emphasizing the 'you' in the sentence , "zayneee" you whine "stop teasing me ok? you might think it's weird but it's quite normal between girlfriends to.....gossip" you said the last word while hiding your face in the palm of your hands , he chuckles at your state , approaching you he grabs your hands removing them from your face to look at you all flustered , but you moved your gaze away looking at everything in the room but him , "darling look at me" he says gently , and you can't help but fold "I'm not mad , but in fact a little invested in what you tell her" now his tone changes from a gentle to a very teasing one again "I'm pretty sure you've told her about what makes you feel good" he whispers in your ears seductively determined on teasing you , you pause for a few moments but ending up nodding to him defeated , "well then I guess you have to tell me as well , providing me with specific details that is".

Rafayel

it wasn't weird for you that rafayel drags you beside him sometimes , when he wants to paint , he claims that he's able to concentrate better when you're by his side.

but the more your boyfriend painted, the more focused he became, giving you the perfect opportunity to answer the texts tara sent you earlier, unnoticed .

"so you were talking about how your boyfriend is such a tease huh?" tara's texted "yeah exactly , this man has no shame he'd tease me at his workplace sometimes" you reply not knowing that you were smiling unintentionally while writing this, "although i can't say I dislike the thrill that comes with it" you add completely absorbed in the conversation , not noticing your boyfriend who's been trying to talk to you for a minute now , he eventually gives up and snatches the phone out of your hand bringing it up to his face "what's got you so entertained that you forgot about my presence?" he said looking through the screen trying to identify the reason , "rafayel don't---" you said trying to get your phone back before you get busted

"too late my love too late" he winks then gives the phone back to you willingly "I saw everything" he says leaning back relaxed , totally unbothered , but rather amused , and this got you more nervous than you already were , you wanted to say something to defend yourself , you really did ,however you didn't find any .

"ohhh you poor little girl" rafayel mocks getting closer , "seems like the cat got your tongue" his hands are now resting on your hips feeling them up and down slowly "I should tease you like I always do" he parts your legs with a swift motion startling you "only then I could get your sweet sounds to come out".

Sylus

sylus was never the one to pry , but when he overhead you on the phone with tara , he raised an eyebrow.

he had heard some very interesting remarks coming from you , of how he left you breathless and weak in the knees last night , all described in thorough details .

You didn't even notice him standing in the doorway until his deep voice cut off your conversation .

"so that's what you tell your friends?"his tone was a mix of amusement and curiosity , you jumped , clutching the phone to your chest "uhh sylus....I didn't see you there" you said flashing him an innocent smile .

his gaze lingred on you for a while , scanning you , before speaking "I wasn't aware our nights were a topic of discussion between you two" he says crossing his arms.

you huffed , setting your phone aside still red faced , "well it's normal , ok??" you explained defensively "girls share these things with eachother , and tara is the one that I go to for....stuff".

"Stuff?" sylus repeated clearly enjoying watching you flustered , he moved closer backing you against the wall as he leaned down , his face inches from yours , "care to share exactly what kind of 'stuff' you told her?".

you tried to maintain your composure , but your face kept heating up at the memory of the stuff you told her "just ...you know??" you muttered, looking anywhere but his eyes , "no I don't know kitten , speak up" .

you huff again "I...might've mentioned...how rough you are" you admitted , voice barely audible , sylus on the other hand was satisfied with the answer "I see" he hummed with dark amusement , leaning to whisper in your ear "next time , I'll make sure there are a few things you can't quite put into words".

[oh-koenig-my-koenig]

meeting him at the pub

(cw: age gap)

I don’t know how it happened, how I ended up chatting to the tall metalhead at the pub. But I was meeting my friends there like every other Wednesday and when I got drinks from the bar, a dark, friendly voice piped up. “Hey, nice shirt.” My head whips to the side, looking for the person who gave me the compliment.

Right there at the table, sitting alone, a huge, tall guy with long dark hair. Tattoos adorned the big strong arms distracting from his bandshirt, I think it’s from Dark Tranquility. The drawings span to his hands ending at the knuckles, that moved as he grabbed the bottle of beer standing right in front of him.

My eyes close in on his face, a ruggedly handsome one. A nose that seems to have been broken at least twice. Lips formed into a friendly smile. Serious eyes looking straight at me, eyes that had seen some shit, but the laugh lines around them speak of a man who rather likes to laugh. He also looks a bit older than me.

I almost stumble over my own feet, halting for a moment to look which shirt I’m wearing today. It’s my Death shirt, the one with the Symbolic Album art. I look back up at him, smiling. “Thanks!” I continue my trip to the bar, a pep in my step.

When I walk back with the drinks in my hand, I shoot another friendly look in his direction. One that he answers with a nod and tipping his beer in my direction. And I totally blush at the little friendly gesture. I sit down with my friends handing them their beers, but I can’t help my eyes finding their way back to him every so often, to see what he’s doing.

He’s just chilling alone, at his table, drinking his beer, looking at the TV where some kind of soccer game was being shown, playing with his phone from time to time. It is so fucking tiny in his huge ass hands. And half the time I look in his direction, his gaze is already on me. Which is making me nervous. Not because it’s creepy or anything in that sense, but because he’s attractive. Oh my, ruggedly handsome, seeming like a gentle giant, while the way he’s sitting and observing everything around him is telling a different story.

“Just go fucking talk to him.” My friend sitting to my right grins at me. I shrug. “I don’t know.” They roll their eyes. “Just do it, you little chickenshit.” I throw up my hands. “Fine, fine, okay.” I snatch up my beer and hesitatingly make my way to his table.

He’s already looking at me, sitting up straight, as I approach him and ask with a shy smile on my face: “Can I sit here?” I point at the stool across from him. He seems a bit surprised, but he nods. “Sure, take a seat.”

I sit down and then a moment of silence falls over us where we just look at each other. The corner of his mouth is tilted up, a half-smirk making his face even more handsome, a few strands of hair falling over his left eye and cheek. He seems a little bit tense and I suddenly feel a little bit self-conscious. We just look at each other. And I can’t stop looking at him.

“So, you like Death too, huh?”, I ask him, and then I hear how that sounded. “The band, I mean.”, I clarify laughing. He joins in, a dark manly chuckle falling from his lips, and I can see his shoulders drop down a bit. Seeming a little more relaxed.

“I do.”, he answers. “Actually, one of my favourite bands.” His voice is a bit higher than I would have anticipated from such a big guy, he has a nice timbre and some kind of accent when speaking English, that he’s trying to mask.

“Understandably so.”, I say, going on a rant about my favourite bands. He just looks at me, stunlocked. His mouth slightly open. His eyes scanning my face, dropping down every so often. I don’t stop talking and he listens, nodding along.

“I also like Lorna Shore a lot, do you know them?”, I want to know. He shakes his head, still intently listening while only speaking every so often. “They’re a symphonic deathcore band, and my god, their music just blows you away.” He chuckles again. “And they’re in town next week, but I don’t have anybody to go to the concert with me.”, I say, turning down the corners of my mouth.

“I could accompany you.”, he chimes in which shuts me up. A friendly offer. But the way he’s looking at me is making it feel like so much more.

“Really? You would do that?”, I ask surprised.

He shrugs one of his shoulders, looking to his fingers that fiddle with the label on the beer bottle. “Yeah sure, I can be your company for that evening.”

I close my mouth and think about it for a moment. “Of course, that would be… very nice of you.” Great, I’m so eloquent when it comes to flirting with men. Especially older, tall metalheads. But the way he’s still fidgeting with the beer bottle, I think he’s having a hard time as well. Which makes his offer so much more surprising. But I’m not mad at it. Not at fucking all.

I clear my throat. “Maybe I can get the tickets and you can get the drinks?”, I suggest. I wouldn’t want this to seem like I wanted to mooch off him.

He hesitates for a bit, but then nods. “Sure.” I nod as well and drink some of my beer. So that’s that, huh?

“So, what do you do? For a living?”, I ask him. He halts for a second, and I add: “You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to, of course.” I tilt my head and push my cheek into my propped-up hand.

A smile forms on his lips, as he looks to the side for just a moment, but his eyes find their way back to me. “You’re a nosy one, huh?” which makes me hide my face in my hands looking at him through my splayed fingers, but he only laughs at my gesture.

“I’m actually a soldier, a mercenary. I’m currently on leave.”, he explains. My eyes widen at his words.

“Really? Damn okay.” That explains the aura around him that I couldn't pinpoint before. “So like, what’s your specialty or however this is called in the military?”, I ask, still being nosy.

His lips curl into a confident smile, his whole demeanor changing a bit. “I’m an insertion specialist.” And the way he says that makes my skin tingle, my jaw dropping down a bit. Because the tone in his voice makes me think about a certain kind of insertion. The ‘drop your clothes, get naked together’-kind.

He laughs again as he sees the expression on my face. “Get your mind out the gutter.”, he jokes.

“Huh, I didn’t say anything.”, I defend myself, weakly, holding up my hands in defense. He pulls up his eyebrows, donning a knowing smile and leaning back.

“M-hm.”, he says and his fingers wander to his lips, stroking over them absent-mindedly. “I specialize in breaking down doors and getting people out of whatever situation they’re caught in.” How he says it makes me smile, because he says it so non-chalantly, but I can see the pride behind his words.

A little silence falls over us again, but instead of being uncomfortable we just sit in it and look at each other. He drags his hand through his hair, his fingers threading through the brown strands. And I’m so normal about this. My god, why does he have to be so attractive?

“How old are you?”, he asks me, his eyes searching my face like I’d have it written on there. The first question he asked me this evening.

“I’m 25. And you?”, I return the question. He winces a bit, but he answers: “I’m 41.” I nod and sip on my beer. Well, I already assumed that he’s older than me, so I’m not really surprised by the age gap.

“I’m old enough to be your dad.”, he says and takes a sip from his beer. My eyes are glued to his lips, the way the bottle rests against them. Then he swallows and I follow the motion as the liquid flows down his throat.

I arch a brow. “No, you’re not.”

He tilts his head to his side, a little smile forming on his lips. “Well, maybe if I started early, I could be.” His eyes dart to me, for just a moment.

The other brow joins the one already sitting at my hairline. “Did you start early?”, I ask him.

His smile gets wider while he slowly shakes his head. “No.” He takes another sip and leans back a bit.

“So, not actually old enough to be my dad.”, I conclude the conversation, a grin turning up the corners of my mouth. “I’m gonna get another drink, you want one as well?”

He looks at me, his eyes boring into me. I see the little twinkle in them, but he shakes his head. “I’m sorry, I got to get home.”, he finally says, the expression on his face turning apologetic.

I hide my disappointment behind a charming smile. “Okay, no worries.”, I tell him.

He leans forward, coming a little bit closer, and I stand my ground, even as his scent hits my nostrils, and I have to damp down the excitement flooding my veins. He’s smirking at me now and raises his hand until his finger makes contact with my nose. He just booped my nose. “Tell you what though. Let’s exchange numbers and then we’ll see if you’re still up to going to a concert with me when you’re sober.”

I laugh a bit and pull out my phone from my pocket. “Okay, deal.” But his words also make me think. “Don’t you trust my judgement?”, I ask him as I hand him the device which looks ridiculously small in his hands.

He grins while tapping on the screen. “I do, but I don’t trust myself when I stare into the face of a beautiful woman.” He looks at me again and hands me back the phone, getting up. And he gets taller and taller and taller. I mean, I saw that he’s freaking huge when he was sitting down. But my god, he’s more than a foot taller than me. I have to put my head back to be able to look up at him.

“A beautiful woman, huh?”, I repeat his words back to him, ignoring the way this sentiment makes me feel.

“Aye.”, he says leaning down a bit. “Good night then.” He presses a small, almost chaste kiss onto the top of my head, while at the same time grabbing his leatherjacket. He puts the worn piece of clothing on and heads in the direction of the door.

I look down and see the new contact in my phone. His number, but instead of his name the little crown emoji sits on the top of the page. “Wait, what’s your name?”, I yell after him.

He turns around again, the long hair whipping over his shoulder, grazing over the worn leather. A grin lights up his face. “König, you know, like ‘king’ in German.”, he explains. He raises his hand again and waves goodbye, then he’s out the door.

He’s gone, but he’s still on my mind the rest of the evening while spending time at the pub, on my way home, as I’m getting ready to finally sleep. Especially the little forehead kiss lives in my mind rent-free.

When I wake up again in the morning, I contemplate what to do while I get myself a coffee. Finally, I gather my courage and shoot him a text.

metalhead!König has me in a chokehold, so this was veeeery self-indulgent. i hope you still like it <3more to come soon, because i can't wait to go to a concert with him :')

part 2 or more stuff in the Masterlist

[amaiaqt]

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just talk to her, she seems nice enough !

— is what sethos repeated to himself repeatedly in his head as he watched you pass by without even sparing him a glance, far too engrossed in what you were chatting with your friend about. he wants to approach you, and he swears he finally has the guts to . . but alas, you've already turned the corner before he even managed a word out. it's always like this; he sees you passing by, plans out in his head what he's going to say, takes too long to say it, then he's left watching as you turn the corner or go up the stairs. he's not a coward, he swears—

"you are a coward." tighnari huffs out after snapping his fingers in front of sethos' face to snap him out of his daze. sethos blinks at him. "what, what do you—" "that was the third time they passed by today." sethos heaves a long sigh, his shoulders drooping at his dejection.

"who am i kidding ? they're so pretty that even if i do manage to approach them by some miracle, i'd lose all my words." he huffs.

"yeah, it's pathetic." "would it kill you to have some sympathy ?!"

cyno awkwardly pats sethos' back as tighnari shakes his head. "do you want us to push you towards them the next time they pass by ?" "let's not—" "please !" "no !"

"tighnari, our friend here just needs a little push." "i will push you off a—!"

while the two bickered, sethos sunk back into his own thoughts. ideas . . ideas . . ideas . . he was all out of them. think, sethos, think ! how should he approach you ? 'hi, my name is sethos, here's my number. call me sometime—' no, that's pretty demanding. he wants you to want to take his number, not accept it just because he gives it to you !

'hey hey gorgeous/handsome ! mind if i—' no, eugh. way too forward, you'd no doubt be weirded out by that. but, some people like forward people right ? but, he doesn't know if you do . . he'd rather play it safe.

should he just say hi ? should he just give you a note and run away ? he'd probably look silly, but, what if you like silly guys ?

"hi, you're sethos, right ?"

sethos near jumps out of his seat when he realizes that from how busy he was repeating his 'lines' in his head, he almost didn't notice you approaching his table. ok, this is real. this is happening. archons help him.

"uh—yeah ! yeah, that's me !" sethos stands up from his seat, nearly knocking over the napkin holder in the process.

he definitely owes tighnari and cyno for this one, if it weren't for them talking to nilou and planning out this whole 'operation: sethos finally asks for [name]'s number', he has no idea how he would've gotten here with you. sitting together in puspa café.

"i'm [name]—"

"[name] ! such a—such a pretty name !" sethos grins, mentally cursing himself from how he was stumbling over his words so much. he swears this is it. you're about to get weirded out. you're about to excuse yourself—

you laughed, "thank you. nilou told me a bit about you from cyno and tighnari."

archons, that laugh ! ok, sethos, focus. remember your lines !

'so, i've been seeing you around, and i think you seem like a really cool person, and i'd be honored if we could get to know each other better.' yeah, just as practiced. now he just has to actually say it right.

"so so, you're really pretty and i've sort of had a crush on you since i saw you after enrolling !"

sethos. where did that come from !? as soon as he finished that statement, he swears his entire ancestry's disappointment rained down on him. all that practicing in front of the mirror . . for nothing !?

he braced himself for the grimace on your features, for your accusatory statements calling him a 'stalker' or whatnot. his heart already stopped the second he said the word 'crush'. there's no way he can go back from this—

"wow," you blinked at him.

he has to be hallucinating. he has to be imagining the pink on your cheeks. he has to—

"they didn't tell me about that part, i'm shocked." you laughed, before realizing and waving a hand reassuringly. "oh, but not in the bad way, i assure you !"

no, it's okay, you can say you're weirded out. you can—

"i think you're cute too. we can . . exchange numbers, if you'd like ?"

. . . was he hearing that right ? were you saying you thought he was cute ? no way. no way !

"i mean it." it was as if you read his mind when you smiled at him.

now, his heart was beating, shaking, ready to leap out of his chest and—

"sorry sorry, i'm a total mess right now . . but, do you mean it ?" please say yes.

you grinned, nodding. "i mean it. i hope we can become close, sethos. you seem like a really cool person too."

and there it was. okay it technically went the opposite way with you asking him for his number. but . . that was a total success in his book !

"oh, oh ! uhm . ." sethos cleared his throat. "ok uh, cool cool ! then, do you want to order anything ? my treat !"

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[pablitogavii]

Happy Family 1

Day 1

I arrived to Barcelona on March 21st at 7:35 pm only a day after I turned 18. My dream was to join this exchange program and travel to Spain ever since I was a little girl and now I was finally here.

"Welcome! I'm Aurora, your new hermana for a year" sweet looking girl approached me seeing the paper that said my name on it and i blushed nodding my head as the older couple approached us.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Y/n." I said politely shaking the older's couple hand and Aurora tightly hugged me already making me feel like we were real sisters.

"Ready to go home, girls?" woman said and I smiled thinking to myself that this will be "home" to me for a whole year nodding in excitement while walking with Aurora towards the car.

"Um..and your brother?" I asked obviously knowing who Pablo Paez Gavira was but also feeling nervous that I haven't met him. Ever since the Gavira accepted me into their home for a year, I was nervous to meet the boy all of my friends are drooling over.

"Pablo is a cabrón whose flight from Verona got delayed, but he'll be home tomorrow" she said while I gulped while nodding my head.

"Lengua Rora! Pablo will surely like you as we do" her dad said and I nodded although deep down it still made me nervous to meet the infamous footballer.

They showed me around the house and my room before leaving me to get changed and ready for bed since it was already getting late and I had my first day of school tomorrow.

Maria: so you haven't met him still!!!??

Sofi: Girl, he's literally the hottest guy! He has the body of a God!

Tina: Be careful not to fall for your "brother" girl ;)))

"Life is not a freaking wattpad story" I told myself while brushing my teeth and reading the group chat with my friends from US still going crazy that I am in house of THE Pablo Gavi.

I fell asleep exhausted from the long flight. When Pablo arrived home a lot earlier than expected everyone was asleep and he walked out of instinct into what till not used to be his room.

He was confused when he smelled strong floral scent but decided not to pay it much attention taking off his wet shirt since it was raining heavily tonight and even his hair got soaked.

When he tried to sit on the bed to take off his pants I wiggled making him jump and me to scream while sitting up. Awkward..

"What? Who? Where am I?" I said now completely confused and almost forgetting that I am no longer home and am face to face with a complete stranger who rudely woke me up.

"Who the hell are you!? What are you doing in my room!?" Pablo said and I brushed the sleep out of my eyes finally realizing who it was standing shirtless across from me right now..fucking great!

"Um..they said this is my room now?" was only thing I could say in that moment and he finally remembered that the exchange student was coming today.

"Joder! That's right, sorry. I'm Pablo.." he said reaching out his hand I shook it nodding my head and giving him a warm smile.

"Y/n.." I said shortly.

Even though this was kind of awkward he was still very nice and nothing like I expected. All my friends said footballers are supposed to be cocky and narcissistic but he seemed genuine.

"I'll see you in the morning..um..goodnight" he said before grabbing his shirt and quickly leaving my room closing the door behind himself.

So this was his room then...no wonder why it smelled so masculine when I first walked in..suddenly I felt my cheeks blushed as I laid in his bed feeling him surround me in that moment. Maybe my friends were right..

The next morning, I walked down where all of them were sitting at the breakfast table welcoming me to join them.

"Y/n this is Pablo." Belen introduced and just as I was about to say we have met already, he interrupted reaching out to shake my hand yet again.

I played along introducing myself one more time to him..maybe it was for the best for his family not to know that we met in the middle of the night with him half naked inside my room.

When breakfast was over and everyone went to tend to their own business, I slowly moved towards Pablo who was packing for training and he turned to face me.

"I won't say anything, don't worry.." I said and he smirked tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear. I froze..fuck that feeling will be the death of me!

"It will be our little secret.." he said before turning back around to finish what he started and I went upstairs to grab my school bag.

First day at school wasn't bad. There was a girl who sat next to me in math class and we immediately clicked. Masa quickly became my best friend here and many things that will happen to me in the future wouldn't have been bearable without her by my side..

"Tonight is a back to school party at the beach, you have to come tía!" she said and I shrugged my shoulders.

"Aurora is coming too so I'm sure you can go with her?" Masa said and I nodded really happy to meet more people and start this school year off right.

"Obviously you're going hermanita!" Aurora told me the moment we talked at home and I smiled nodding my head excited for tonight.

"If you expect me to cover for your ass again, you owe me big time!" Pablo walked in without knocking realizing that he just interrupted "girl talk" as boys always called it.

"Or you can fulfill the dreams of all those girls and come with us tonight?" Aurora said and something in me tightened knowing deep down that Pablo Gavi was wanted by every single girl at that school.

"She's going too?" Pablo said not even looking at me and I thought what happened this morning was probably my own brain making up things..he was clearly not interested.

"Obviously!" Aurora said while Pablo seemed more agitated than before..like he didn't want me to go for some reason? It was weird.

"I might pop in later.." he said nonchalantly.

"You always say the same thing hermano!" Aurora said but he just left without another word. Why would he mind if I went to this party? What's it to him?

Pablo was at home looking at his phone when he saw his sister's story mentioning my username on it..out of curiosity, Pablo clicked checking out my profile and the new picture I posted from tonight.

y.n.bebe

A brunette to my blonde :* @masa.bb

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Pablo was looking at that guy's comment for a solid 15 minuted before he got dressed and snuck to the beach telling himself it was because he was bored at home.

When I saw him walk up, all the girls were already calling his name rushing to take pictures or offer him a drink. I decided not to join the crowd instead walking to sit by the water.

"Solita?" Theodore said about to sit down but someone's very much angry voice interrupted him as it was getting closer to where we were.

"She's not, now leave vale!!!?" Gavi said and the boy smirked raising his hands up in surrender before winking towards me and leaving to rejoin the party again. Now I felt confused..what the hell does this mean?

"You came?" I said standing up to face him noticing the way his jaw was clenching and unclenching. "Damn was he beautiful under the moonlight..." thought to myself.

"Your top is too revealing" he said simply and I looked down before meeting his eyes again..did he come to look after me tonight?

"Pablo.." I spoke but as always he was quick to interrupt me.

"Callate!" he said before grabbing my jaw and crashing his lips to mine passionately while my hands found his hair and his snaked around my waist protectively.

At the end of very my first night here, Pablo slept over at my new room (and his old one) with me cuddled up to his side and him holding me against himself protectively...

Interesante right? ;)))

[thehandmaidenofcreativity]

Sneaking Around With SKZ ✧ Part II

Rating: Explicit/18+

WC: 4.7k

Comments: This a continuation of this anon requested fic. This time around, the reader plays a few games with our favorite hyungs. While Seungmin and Hyunjin make a brief appearance, MinChan are the focus of this part. I know it's been a while since the first installment. I've been struggling a bit with blocks/motivation, but hopefully part 3 won't be too far behind this one.

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As you near the house your family is staying at during your time in Korea, you pull Seungmin to a stop. “I don’t want my parents to see you.” 

He shoots you a cocky smile. “Don’t want them to see you with an idol? Think they’d try to keep you away from us?”

“Worse,” you roll your eyes. “They’d be too excited and try to make you come in to talk to them, try to make sure you’ll wanna take me out again.”

His laugh is cute. A couple staccato ha’s that might seem fake if he weren’t so clearly amused. “Well, we can’t have them thinking I might be interested in you. Better to sneak around and make things difficult.”

You giggle and push at his shoulder. He’s so easy to be around. After making plans to meet up back at the dorm in the morning, he drops a kiss on your cheek and heads back the way he came. It’s late, but luck is not on your side when you make your way inside. You mom catches you just as you hit the top of the stairs. She asks if you made a good connection, and you have a moment of panic before you realize you’d told her you were meeting with a potential new friend. After letting her know you made plans for the next day as well, you head to your bedroom.

Once you look in the mirror, you realize you were luckier than you thought. You have two hickeys - one on the side of your neck, the other just barely sticking out from beneath the collar of your shirt. If you’d run into mom downstairs, she definitely would’ve noticed. You make a mental note to ask the guys to keep any hickeys below your neckline. 

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When 10:30 rolls around the next morning, you’re almost ready. Before your shower, you counted at least four other hickeys on your thighs, chest, and shoulder. You’re a little surprised at how happy you are to see proof of your night with not just one, but two extremely hot guys. Idols. Idols who are actually super nice and chill? You definitely never would’ve guessed that this is how your summer in SK was going to go. 

Once you’re sure all incriminating marks are hidden with makeup, you head downstairs. After fielding a few more questions about getting set up with a member of Stray Kids from your dad - so weird - you’re off to meet up with your “new friend.”

You expect to find Seungmin waiting for you again, but as you turn onto their block, you see Minho waiting out on the sidewalk. You don’t hesitate to approach him, but you’d be lying if you said he didn’t make you more nervous than the others. He’s so hot, but also a little intense. With this new arrangement in mind, and considering your first encounter was a threesome, you can’t help but wonder what he might have in mind for you. 

After a quick greeting, he takes your hand. “I thought you might like to see the other dorm.” 

He doesn’t give you much of a choice, leading you into the building. “Oh, are you all hanging out over there today?”

He shoots you a mischievous smirk, but doesn’t answer. Once you get inside, your question is answered. Hyunjin seems to be passed out, sprawled across the couch, with his head in Seungmin’s lap. The latter is absently running one hand through his hair while scrolling through his phone. Seungmin glances up and meets your eyes, one corner of his mouth curling up. You wonder again at the nature of their relationship - friends that have fun together or something more? Seungmin’s grip tightens in Hyunjin’s hair, wiggling his head back and forth a little bit. He leans down a little and whisper-sings, “Jinnie, it’s time to get up.” 

Hyunjin lets out a little groan and stretches a bit before rolling to face you with a sleepy grin. “Morning. How are you feeling after last night?”

“Good, thanks,” you blush a little at the thought of their hands and mouths on you again. You walk over as he sits up, and when you reach them, he pulls you into his lap, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. “So what are our plans for today?”

“Oh, Jinnie and I need to head out soon, actually. It’s just you and Minho for a bit.” You get a chill as Seungmin runs a knuckle down your arm. “Hope you won’t miss us too much.”

You glance over at Minho in the kitchen, wondering again what plans he has for you today. Would it feel more or less awkward if he wants to jump right to sex? And why bother even bringing you over here if they’re going to leave? “Can’t say I won’t miss you, but I’m sure I’ll have my hands full with your hyung over there.”

Hyunjin gives you a slight squeeze and a soft kiss on the back of your shoulder. “Minnie, do we have to leave right away? It’s gonna be way more fun here.”

“Hmm, I mean we could hang out for a while longer.” Seungmin’s arm slides behind you, his hand landing on the nape of Hyunjin’s neck. “When you’re late to your schedule, would you rather tell JYP that it’s because you were fucking his niece or me?”

It’s like you can feel Hyunjin’s entire body pout at that. Minho plops on the couch just in time to hear the question, and all three of you are laughing as Hyunjin lets out a whine. Minho pats Hyunjin’s arm and tries to stop smiling. “Don’t worry Flour Boy, I’m sure you’ll have another opportunity to take your time with our girl, right?”

He winks at you with that, and you feel a blush rising on your cheeks at the ‘our girl.’ When you stop to think about it, this is all moving super fast, but you also only have a couple weeks with them. After agreeing to this friends-with-benefits situation, it only makes sense to take advantage as quickly and often as possible. Before you can respond, you’re tipping off of Hyunjin, face first into Minho as Hyunjin starts to stand and drops you in his lap. 

“I know, I know.” Hyunjin is still pouting as he leans down to press a kiss to your cheek. “Let’s go before I decide I don’t care about being late.”

Seungmin stands and whispers something in Hyunjin’s ear that puts a smile back on his face. He drops a kiss on your head and pats Minho’s, who immediately snaps his teeth at him. “You guys have a good time. Maybe if you’re still around later, we’ll hang out.”

With that, they’re out the door and you’re left straddling Minho, unsure of if you should climb off, start talking, or try kissing him. He makes the decision for you, though, perhaps sensing your uncertainty. He shifts you off his lap and onto the couch next to him. Still close, but less intimate for sure. “You seem very comfortable with them. So you had a good time?”

“Yeah,” you nod a bit shyly, wishing your boldness from last night would return. “They were great. Very attentive. They’re very in tune with each other.”

Minho chuckles at that. “We’re all pretty in tune, but those two can be on another level sometime. Are you still feeling alright with this arrangement? If you don’t want to, you don’t have to be with anyone besides them. We don’t want you to feel pressured.”

Despite your uneasiness, you’re very quick, and maybe a touch too loud, in your response, simultaneously placing a hand on his very muscular thigh. “No! I mean. I want to hook up with them again, but I want to be with you, too. All of you. If you all still want me.” 

He gives you a cat-like grin, grabbing your hand and pulling you up off the couch. “Wanna see the rest of their dorm?”

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He leads you to Hyunjin’s room first, you’re surprised to see he has an easel set up with a half painted flowery scene. You’re again struck by the thought that these men are much different than you would’ve thought. Minho lightly grips the back of your neck as he leads you to Han then Changbin’s rooms next, though you don’t do more than peek inside. When you get to Chan’s room, he stands back and urges you to go in all the way like you did for Hyunjin’s. It’s neat, a little plain. 

You hear Minho close the door, and when you turn to face him, his lips crash onto yours; one hand tangles into your hair as he wraps his other arm around your waist to pull your body flush against his. You can’t help but gasp at the sudden contact, and he takes the opportunity to lick into your mouth. Before you can get your bearings, he’s pulling away, hands shifting to your hips and backing you up toward the bed. With that grin, you’re pretty sure he’s trying to keep you off balance on purpose. When the back of your knees hit the bed, he gives your shoulders a light shove.

“Minho!” You laugh as you land, trying and failing to grab and pull him down with you. He cackles. You sit up on your elbows and shoot him a pout. “Why do I feel like you’re a cat playing with its prey?”

His eyes narrow a bit. “Think of yourself as prey, huh?”

You hadn’t really meant it when you said it, but with how predatory he’s looking, you just might be. “What happens if I say yes?”

That cat-like grin is back as he lowers himself down, bringing his lips right up to your ear. You hear him take a breath, but rather than answering your question, you feel the pinch of his teeth on your earlobe. It sends a shiver down your spine as a soft ‘oh’ escapes your lips. Minho’s mouth trails little nips down your neck, ending with a bigger bite on the spot where your neck ends and shoulder begins. Your hands caress over his toned arms before you draw his face back up to yours. The kiss is less intense this time, but almost more overwhelming in the passion you feel. One of his arms sneaks under your back; you work with him to move your bodies back on the bed without breaking the kiss. 

Minho’s weight settles over you, one of his legs pressed between yours, and his hand comes around to pull your dress up over your hip. He drags his fingers up the inside of your thigh before tugging on the little bow on the waistband of your panties. He sucks your lower lip between his teeth before drawing back to look into your eyes. 

“Everything still okay?” His dark eyes bore into yours, so intoxicating you nearly forget that he asked you a question. 

Since he likes to answer questions with actions, you decide you can play that game as well. You roll to the side, easily pushing him off of you. He blinks up at you as you stand, just looking down at him for a moment. You take pleasure in knowing you’re confusing him for once. You take a step toward the door, glancing at him over your shoulder before pulling your dress over your head. You reach behind you for your bra next, unclasping it and letting it drop to the ground. You step to the door, grasp the door handle, and say, “cats like a chase, right?”

You hear him jump off the bed before you’ve fully gotten the door open. You scramble down the hallway, but Minho is on your heels almost immediately. You barely make it out of the hallway to the rooms when his arms wrap around your waist. You turn as the momentum takes you both to the ground, one of his hands coming up to cradle your head to ensure you don’t hit it as he slows your fall. You barely have time to laugh before his mouth is back on yours, hands roaming your body. He kneads at your breasts then tweaks one of your nipples. You moan into his mouth and feel the smile through his kiss. He kisses his way down to suck the other nipple into his mouth, allowing his hand to continue its journey down your body. When it slides into your panties and he plunges a finger into your core, you let out a low moan. 

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What neither of you realize is that just before the start of your game of cat and mouse, Chan had arrived home. He stands at the entryway to the kitchen, watching as Minho licks and nips at you. You startle when he speaks, but Minho just laughs. “I know I told you the guys would be gone, but I figured you’d stay in my room.”

You’re torn between the urge to cover yourself and to reposition so that he can have a better view. Minho makes that decision for you as well, sitting back on his feet with a smile and a shrug, effectively putting your near naked body on display. “It’s not my fault. She ran.”

Chan tilts his head to the side, gaze drifting from Minho to you and back. “Fair enough. Still, let’s move this party out of the common area.” 

Minho takes a hand up before Chan offers one to you as well. The second you’re on your feet, he leans down, continuing to pull you towards him, so that he can wrap his arm around your thighs and tip you over his shoulder. When he stands, you barely have time to admire the great ass in front of your face before a hand comes down hard and fast on your own. You let out a surprised squeak causing both men to laugh. Being manhandled like this turns you on all the more. Chan carries you back to his room and rather unceremoniously dumps you onto his bed. 

“So you like to play games then, huh?” Chan is generally extremely kind and, for lack of a better word, soft with you. That’s all gone now. He’s looking down at you with an intense hunger, like he’s ready to eat you whole. 

“What happens if I say yes?” You’re a little nervous and a lot excited to find out.

Chan cocks his head at you again in contemplation, his mouth hanging open a bit as he tongues at the teeth on the right side of his smile. Minho chimes in before he speaks, though. “She likes to do that, it seems - answer a question with a question.”

“Well, we can’t have that, now can we?” Chan makes eye contact with Minho across the bed as he takes a half step back from the bed. 

“Nope.” The look on Minho’s face screams mischief. “I think I know her answer, but it’s important to hear her scream, I mean say, yes.” 

Despite the faux Freudian slip and teasing tone, you realize that they do really want to get your clear consent before things go further. You wet your bottom lip before pulling it between your teeth, two pairs of eyes tracking the movement and Chan mimicking it. You have a sudden desire to bite his lip as well. You sit up and spread your legs invitingly. “Games can be fun, but I’d rather skip them if it means I’ll have your cocks in me sooner.”

Chan’s eyes widen just a touch, but Minho just laughs. Still, neither of them move toward you. Minho seems to be eyeing Chan, maybe waiting for him to make the first move, so you focus on him, too. You bat your eyes up at him while lazily running your fingers over your now soaked panties. “Unless that’s too much to ask of the big, bad wolf?”

You’re pretty sure the sound Chan makes in response is a literal growl. He’s on you in the next second, hands roughly pushing your legs wider before taking hold of your panties and ripping them off. He presses his body to yours as he captures your lips in a messy kiss; you whimper a little at the feeling of his hardness grinding against you. He pins your wrists up by your head and moves to bite and suck at your neck. 

“W-wait.” You manage between pants. If possible, Chan is out of your space faster than he’d gotten into it. The fire in his eyes is all but gone as he looks you over in concern. Minho is picking up your hand to inspect your wrist. “Sorry–”

“No, I’m sorry,” Chan interrupts. “Did I hurt you or–” 

“No, no!” It’s your turn to interrupt. You sit up and lightly touch at the spot you covered with makeup before leaving the house. “It’s nothing like that! You’re fine, perfect even. But yesterday I ended up with a couple visible hickies, and I wanna make sure that doesn’t happen again.”

Both men let out a sigh and a chuckle. Chan slumps a bit to the side, and Minho presses a kiss to your temple, muttering, “damn Seungjin.”

“Sorry I worried you.” You’re biting your lip again, though in embarrassment this time, eyes cast down. You feel the bed dip as Chan’s hand lands next to your hip. His thumb gently pulls down on your lower lip, and you meet his gaze. 

He presses a soft kiss to your lips and smiles. “You don’t need to apologize. We probably should’ve established some limits before I jumped in. Is there anything else we should be careful of?”

“No, I think we covered everything else yesterday. So…” You wrap your arms around Chan’s neck, pulling him in for another kiss. Before you can deepen it, you feel Minho’s hands on your shoulders, drawing you back. His fingers lock around your chin as he tilts your face up to his. You let your eyes close in anticipation, but blink them back open when all he does is laugh. 

Minho squints down at you. “Are you ready to get back to our game then?” At your nod, his hand slides down, giving your neck a light squeeze before resting against your chest and pushing you flat on your back. He turns back to Chan. “Do you still think you can win?”

“Win?” You scrutinize both of them. “How do you win this game?”

“Again with the questions.” Minho rolls his eyes at you before moving to slap Chan on the ass. “Let’s go old man, show me how it’s done.”

It’s Chan’s turn to roll his eyes now. Before you can say anything else, Chan is back on you. One hand is tangled in your hair as his tongue slips into your mouth. His other finds its way between your legs. He’s clearly pleased to find that despite the brief pause, you’re still ready for him. He drags his fingers through your folds, using your wetness to help the glide as he circles your clit. You sigh into his mouth as he pumps two fingers in while his thumb continues to work your clit. Soon he’s working his way from your lips to your collarbones, then down until he can take your nipple into his mouth. He sucks, flicking his tongue while he pulls and twists at the other. He nibbles lightly, eliciting an extended moan. He nips at your other breast before kissing his way down your body.

You whine when he removes his hand so he can resituate himself between your legs. The second his tongue touches you, you thread your fingers through his hair. On your first squeeze, he pulls his head back. His lips are glistening, his pupils so dilated that his eyes look black. His voice is like a growl again. “Minho. Help me out?”

You’re not sure what exactly to expect, but Minho seems to know what he meant. Suddenly he’s is sitting just behind you, pulling your hands up above your head. Once you’re restrained, Chan resumes licking and sucking, drawing more and more desperate sounds from you. You strain against Minho’s hold, but it only makes you hotter. With each lick, you find yourself winding tighter and tighter. When his fingers plunge back in and start curling against your sweet spot. You can’t help but grind your hips up against his mouth, chasing your high. You come with a soft cry, and Chan slows but doesn’t stop, helping you ride it out. 

Soon Chan pulls back, and Minho… laughs? You look up at him, confused. He’s grinning down at Chan, who glares back at him. He crawls up to kiss you. “How you feeling, love?”

You blush at the pet name. “I’m good but what–”

Before you can ask, Minho’s mouth is on you, his hand resting on your throat. He gives it another light squeeze then pulls back with a devilish grin. “My turn.”

“Give her a second to breathe,” Chan laughs. He runs his hands up your sides before Minho more or less shoves him out of his way. Seeing him between your legs, you realize he’d taken the opportunity to disrobe while you were distracted with Chan. You lick your lips when you see the bead of precum leaking from his pretty cock. You can’t wait for him to fill you up. He runs his hands over your thighs before gripping your hips tightly. 

“Channie,” Minho turns his eyes back to his friend as his hands continue their slow exploration of your body. “Don’t you think you’re overdressed?”

Chan narrows his eyes at him, but starts to strip. As the tank top reveals inch by inch of tanned, muscular body, Minho’s hands find your breasts. Your mouth drops open at the sight and sensation. A gasp escapes when his shorts drop to the ground in tandem with Minho’s tongue spearing into you. Chan is impressive enough that you nearly reach out and grab him, but Minho’s keeping his eyes on you. He tweaks your nipples again and licks up to suck your clit between his lips, drawing all your attention back to him. 

Minho expertly works you with his tongue; you lose track of Chan and time, getting lost in the sensations. You moan and reach for his head before remembering how that went over with Chan and reach up to hold onto the pillow over your head.

Chan laughs. “She’s learning.” He climbs in above you and takes your hands into his. Minho hums in agreement, sending a shiver up your spine. 

With the next flick of his tongue, your impulse to tug on Minho’s hair returns. Chan isn’t really restraining you the way Minho did, so you decide to test his limits. You grind up while pulling him closer, nearing your second orgasm of the day. You’re so close, and Minho must be able to tell. “Don’t st- ah... Don’t stop.”

He shocks you by shifting over and biting down softly, abruptly cutting off your impending climax. He lifts his head, pulling your hand away. He hits you with another sly smile. “Maybe she hasn’t learned well enough.”

“Minho.. Please?” You pout at him. “I was so close.”

Behind you, Chan sighs heavily. Your eyes drift up to him, but snap back to Minho when he cackles. “Told you I’d win.”

“You won?” You try to think about what was different between what had been happening with him compared to what you did with Chan. You’re still not even sure what the game was. “How?”

“You said his name.” Chan rolls his eyes. “Though I feel like that was winning by the letter and not the spirit of the game.”

“A win’s a win, Channie.” Minho’s smile is dazzling. His hands are back on your hips, squeezing rhythmically; the big cat’s kneading you. You giggle a little and his gaze turns predatory again. “Are you ready to be my prize?”

He doesn’t wait for a reply, utilizing his grip to start flipping you onto your stomach. You follow his movements easily, relishing the roughness as he tugs your hips up to bring you up on your knees. You expect him to thrust in immediately, but he just slaps your ass, hard. 

“As much as I like seeing you head down, ass up, you can’t forget about Channie.” Chan positions himself so that he’s kneeling in front of you. “Second place still gets a reward, too. Up on your hands.”

You can feel a blush rising as you scramble to obey him. When he spanks your other cheek, you can’t help but let out a small moan. Seeing that you enjoy the rougher treatment, Chan grips your chin a bit tighter than before. “Time to open up, baby.”

You give his cock an experimental lick and smile at his sharp intake of breath. You take his head into your mouth, but before you can decide how much of him to take in on your first pass, Minho slams into you from behind. The force of it makes you gasp and knocks you forward. Chan’s cock hits the back of your throat and you can’t help but gag. You do your best to recover as Minho pulls you back by your hips, still buried to the hilt and laughing. 

Chan pulls back and tips your head up so you can look at him, tears in your eyes. “Will this work for you?”

Instead of answering, you wiggle your hips and take as much of Chan into your mouth as you can reach, swirling your tongue along the underside of his dick. Like that, Minho is moving again, thrusting in an erratic pattern. Each time you think you can take control of the blowjob, he pulls you back or shoves you forward. You don’t remember the last time you gagged and coughed so much, but luckily Chan doesn’t seem bothered as he fists your hair in his hand, the other gripping the back of your neck. And Minho clearly enjoys causing and watching your struggle. 

You enjoy it more than you thought you would as well. You assumed it would be hard to focus on yourself with all the choking, but you love the way Minho has taken complete control of Chan’s pleasure as well as your own. He’s pounding into you and you feel yourself winding toward another orgasm. When he reaches around to rub your clit, Chan reaches to wrap his hands around your throat. 

He doesn’t squeeze much, but you know he can feel the bulge caused by deepthroating his impressive length. All the stimulation has you moaning as much as you can with your mouth full. The vibrations of it have Chan losing control a little bit, thrusting shallowly with a drawn out groan. Minho doesn’t let up and soon you’re overtaken, breaking apart under his touch. Chan pulls out, allowing you to drop your head and arch your back as the orgasm wracks you. The squeeze is too much for Minho; with a punishing grip on your hips, he’s back to thrusting with abandon before his hips stutter to a stop with a series of groans and ‘fuck’s. 

You nearly collapse onto the bed when he pulls out, but another strong pair of hands are there to keep you in position as Chan slides in with a sigh. You belatedly realize that he’s no longer in front of you and resolve to participate as much as you can despite feeling like you may be turning into jelly. You push back against him and he releases you with one hand long enough to slap your ass one more time. Rather than returning to your hip, his hand skates up your back to grab your shoulder. You let go and let him use you, pulling you back in time with his thrusts. 

You’re not sure you can come again when Minho slips his arm beneath you, once again working your clit. Your body tenses in record time, soaring toward your third climax of the night. You come with a cry, and Chan is growling along with you as he finishes. You fall to the mattress with him on top of you. You look up with tears in your eyes again, seeing the warm smile on Minho’s face as he caresses your cheek before wiping them away.

You’re struck with the thought that this is one of the best decisions you’ve ever made.

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Find Part III here...

[things-arent-what-they-seem66]

Ok here it is, a thing I always liked to think in Garden Centre AU.

I cut off some of the describings and big moments because I go too far once I start. Also its shitty because I wrote it at around 3 am here you were warned.

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*Charlie and Vaggie had finally gotten to the big Garden Center everyone told them to go for the garden Charlie wanted for the hotel, and now one was looking at the greenhouse-like shop with complete awe in her eyes while the other was suspicious as usual.*

Charlie: It looks like a plant itself…

Vaggie: Yeah.

She didn’t know what she should get from a type of sinner who would put this much effort on his business in Hell. Closest came the Vees but their building was just full of neons so that people would be attracted like flies, not like a forest that seemed like it could swallow you if you wandered in too far. 

Charlie: Come on, isn’t it beautiful? 

But even she couldn’t deny that..

Vaggie: Yeah, it is. Kind of.

Charlie took her hand: Come on! 

*They went inside and was baffled by how it was even bigger and wilder on the inside, an employee approached them as they were just standing there unable to shift their gaze away*

Polly: Could I help you, miss?

Charlie: Oh! Yes, please.

Vaggie: We were wondering if we could meet Mr Kadmon for our special request. We had talked about meeting some time today.

Polly: Ohh..

She stiffened a little but it went unrecognized by both the sapphics. 

There were they.

Polly: Charlotte Morningstar and Vaggie no last name?

Vaggie: Yes. 

Charlie: Is he available?? 

Polly: Let me… Ask.

*She left quickly through a “Staff Only” door, and Charlie and Vaggie had to wait for about 15 minutes until she came back.* 

Polly: Yes he is, follow me misses

*They went deeper into the building with the lady, and even though they were going to more office like parts there were still a ton of plants in pots and vines on the walls* 

Polly: Here it is! 

Charlie: Thank you! She led both Vaggie and herself to the door only to be stopped by the employee*

Vaggie: What now?

Polly: I’m sorry, but he accepts one guest at one time.

Charlie: Oh.. Why??

Vaggie: Yeah, why?

Polly: After an accident, please, he expects respect for that.

Charlie: Of course we have that!

Vaggie: Mhm.. 

Charlie: You or me then?

Vaggie: Maybe I can try this time. This is a businessman in Hell after all, so you need to be more firm than nice.

Charlie: I can be that…

Vaggie: Babe..

Charlie: Okay, okay. You go.

*She left with Polly offering her to show her the rest of the shop*

*Vaggie opened the door, and was greeted by a dark room, there were almost no furniture, she couldn’t even see where it ended or where the certain demon was.*

Vaggie, stepping inside: Uh, hello? Is there-

*She heard the sharp exhale of a cigarette and saw the smoke come off from not so far immediately, then she saw three glowing orange-red eyes at the end.* 

She didn’t trust this guy already. 

Just what they needed, another one of those edgelords who thought they were mysterious, great.

Vaggie: Ahem-

Suddenly the lights came on with the sound of a little button press, and now it was kind of overwhelming instead. She had to narrow her eyes and bring her hand to her face to get used to it.

Vaggie: .. Thanks.

She eyed the room, and shit was it full of vines again. Seriously, did this guy have anything else than fucking plants?  

*Then she finally got to take a proper look at the certain overlord, he had two lamb ears and two huge horns coming from his head, followed by expected orange and red eyes although not glowing and two fangs sticking out of his mouth. He had two black wings sprouting from his back and as she could see he had blackened claws as hands too. He was looking at her unimpressed as heck*

Vaggie: Oh. There you ar-

Adam: Be fucking careful where you step, you’re on Macy right now. -

Should I write part 2 idk.

YES YOU SHOULD WRITE PART 2 !! AHHH THANK-YOU I LOVE THIS!!! Mind if I-

Vaggies eyes went wide, even though this sinner overlord looked different she knew that fucking voice anywhere.

Vaggie: Adam!?!

Adam grinned as he took another haul off of his cigarette and blew out the smoke.

Adam: Vagina. Have a seat.

Vaggie: You're the owner!? I thought you were dead!

Adam: Yeah well, obviously not.

She took one step towards him and a small squeak could be heard, Vaggie looked down to see that she had stepped on a plant.

Adam glared at her: Get your foot off my Macy bitch!

[trulyyours-rune]

"You're Safe with me."

Quick warnings: Topics about bullying, name calling (such as queer, not mention a lot though.), bit of angst, language here and there, male x male, fluff ending, bit of violence, kinda short cause I'm tired, reader is male and uses he/him, reader is badass cause why not?

BILL'S P. O. V:

"For as long as I can remember, me and my brother, Tom, are often called names a bullied at school from seeming different in everyone's eyes. Even though known to be most popular boy of our grade has been helping us pull through. I like him, don't take this the wrong way of course! Only like a friend. Now...the more I think about it...Is it just a friend way?" I scribble down with messy writing into a diary I recently bought myself, a nice black leather one with a lock with a code. "Bill! C'mon! Hurry up, gonna' be late for school!" I hear my twin brother yell from down stairs. "Give me a minute!" I shout back.

I rush as I put the book in my drawer, grabbing my backpack and nearly tripping down the stairs. The front door opens and my mom is already in the car, smiling and waving her hand gesturing for us to hop in. "Shotgun!" Tom tells and sprints to the car. (He would so do that.) I groan and hop in the back, setting my backpack to the side. We pull out of the driveway and make out way to what me and Tom call hell.

Not gonna lie I'm hoping y/n will be at school today. We're good friends. Many people would sacrifice a lot just to be friends with him, but he only sticks with my band/friend group. He's funny once you get to really know him, and pretty... Pretty? Yea- no. Well he was handsome of course because girls slobber on him day and night. Never dated one of them? Wonder why.

I seemed so drained in my thought the kids from outside if the car screaming snapped me out of it. "Bye, love you ma." "Love you too, have a good day alright you boys?" "Alright." Both me and Tom almost say in sync as we grab our backpacks and stepping out of the car. Georg and Gustav were waiting at the nearby fence. "Where's y/n?" I tilt my head while approaching them, Tom close behind. "Haven't seen him yet." Gustav shrugs, looking over his shoulder for the boy. I feel myself frown a bit, I was really looking forward to seeing him. Especially inside of school. Hate it in there.

The high-pitched bell rings, making me jump a bit from the sudden loud noise. "Got science first today, you guys?" I ask, looking at my friends as we walk. "Me and Tom got math first." Georg rolls his eyes and Tom groans. "History." Gustav shrugs once again. "Y/n was supposed to have science." I pout a bit. We soon enter the school and a overwhelming feeling surrounds me with looks and stares. I keep my head down, and so does Tom.

I reach my locker and grab the stuff I need in a swift motion, slamming the locker door shut and locking it. I feel an arm shove into me, which makes me bump into my locker. "Watch it, queer." A male voice I hate to recognize walks past me. I clench my teeth together and tense my hands into fists, soon relaxing and walking to Mr. James classroom. (Suck at names 🤩)

I find the spot where I usually sit beside to y/n like usual. Sliding my books under my desk and keeping my head down as I figit with my fingers. The bell rings again, meaning class has started. 1 hour and 30 minutes to go. Lucky me. The teacher passes out empty notebooks, still putting one on y/n's desk like he doesn't notice he's here or not. We pull out our textbooks and that's where the boring part begins.

A couple minutes pass by, we have 1 hour and 12 minutes left. I scribble random doodles on my notebook. A loud "bang!" Of a door slamming open was heard, making me mess up the drawing and look back. Y/n entered through the door breathing quick and heavy as if he just ran an olympic race, "Sorry I'm late, uhm..." He looks down at his shoes to find an excuse. "Parent's car wasn't working." Pretty lame excuse, I smile to myself, but at least he was here.

He sits down in the desk next to me, looking over and signing a quick small wave, I wave back with a smile.

Y/N'S P. O. V:

I knew he would be here, and I feel guilty for being late. Who knows what happened to him while I was gone already? I look down at the notes, clueless what was going on. I never paid much attention anyways.

A minute or two passes by, when a small note gets passed onto my desk from behind me. I open it up and it's one of those 'do you like me?' notes but instead of '□ yes □ no' it was marked '□ yes □ yes' signed from: -the girl behind you. The girl obsesses over me, does this 4 times a week. I chuckle and catch Bill's attention, showing him the note from my desk, pointing behind me. He smiles a bit before drawing God knows what. I erase one of the 'yes' and replace it with no and I check 'no' and crumple it back up and toss it behind me. I hear her open it and sigh in defeat. I smile to myself by the rejection.

(Lunch time cause I have 0 clue what to do now 🥰)

I wait by Bill's locker as he grabs his stuff, he seems off today. Not usually talking to me as often as he does. Tom happens to pass by and I wave to him, he waves back but continues his walk to the cafeteria.

"You alright Bill?" I look at him, he looks at me and closes his locker. "Yeah I'm alright." He looks down a bit. I hum crossing my arms and standing up straight. We start walking to the cafeteria and I see glares getting passed on towards Bill. I glare back at the people and stand my ground, they look away and continue to do whatever they were doing. Feeling power for reputation and both good was a nice feeling. Being respected all because of their reputation could go down if they make a fool of themselves and I use it against them. I would never to Bill, he's one of my best friends after all. He's a sweet boy, not sure why people pick on him. Who cares if people are different? Someone popular could get an ugly haircut and no one bats an eye, and other kids are bullied for what seems to be 'looking different.' Who gives a crap!? Not me, that's for sure, and hell, I get respected.

People call him "Gay." "Emo." "Queer." and the list goes on, ruins his self esteem. Which makes my blood boil each time, he tries to get me not to worry about it so much, but he's my friend! A pretty one at that. Wait- where am I going with this? "Earth to y/n." I see a slim hand wave in front of my face as we walk, snapping me back to reality. "Wait- what's happening?" "Lunch." He shrugs, standing in line.

Eventually it's our time to pick up food, wasn't even all that good after all. Yet I'd rather not starve. Our trays are full and we stand off to the side to spot out the group. Bill sees dirty blonde dreads and starts heading the direction so I follow closely to him.

"Hey man!" A random guy, seems to be a huge sports wannabe guy, stops me in my tracks, startling me. Bill doesn't notice and keeps walking. I hear other guys giggling their asses off like idiots, coming from the nearby bleachers where Bill is walking. "Hey man liste-" I try to talk my way out but he interrupts me with questions I don't even care about. I try to shimmy past him but he just walks in front. I start to get more and more annoyed as the other boys get closer to Bill with what seems to be small opened cartons of milk. "Move!" I shove him with my shoulder but I already hear a splash ahead of me, my heart drops at the moment. Everyone's laughing and Bill is soaking wet with milk while his tray lays on the ground.

He forms tears and runs off to the bathrooms, I go to go chase him but I shove my food tray into the guys chest, ruining the jersey he probably doesn't even know the team of. I run off to the men's bathroom, hearing a stall slam shut and light sobs. "Bill?" I call out. "Go away." "Bill come on, it's me." I put a hand on the stall he was on, pushing on it slightly, he locked it.

I sigh as I still hear the crowd laughing from outside and rage fills my gut. I hear a small click and the stall is unlocked and opens slightly. I see a soaking wet Bill, his usual eyeliner running down his cheeks. I feel my heart break at the sight, I frown and hug him, he hugs back and continues to sob into my shoulder. I rub his back gently and let him cry. "Here." I say, letting go for a moment to sit down against the wall, reaching out my arms. He rests on top of me, arms wrapped around my stomach.

Poor boy looks so mentally and physically drained. I wipe one of the tears of eyeliner across his cheek, it smears a bit but mostly gone. "I wanna go home." I hear him mumble. "My place? I was late because I got your favorite snacks. Still forgot them at home though." I giggle. He smiles and nods, sitting up. I stand up, my clothes may be wet, but it's not like it's the worst thing that will happen to me. I wrap my arm around his shoulder and walk him out, his head cowered down, hiding from shame. After a bit of walking we see Tom, Gustav, and Georg at the office at the entrance. Tom and Georg hug him, also not caring if their clothes got wet or not.

"We're heading to my place, got snacks so he gave in." I chuckle. Tom nods. I take Bill's cold hand and walk him out the entrance, the sun glare making us squint a bit.

BILL'S P. O. V:

(Once they're at y/n's place 👍)

I walk inside the warm house, kicking off my shoes by the door."You can go to my room and change your clothes with mine, I don't mind." Y/n looks at me, walking into the kitchen to grab the snacks he was talking about. I nod and walk to his room, opening the door to the place I felt most comfortable. I spot his drawer and take one of his shirts and pants (that we're both a bit big for him.) and changed into them. They were warm and cozy unlike my milk soaked ones. I walk into his bathroom and grab a towel and dry off my hair, making it messy in the end but who cares beyond this point. I turn on some warm water and wash the eyeliner off my face, drying my face off too and turning off the water.

I walk back to his room and he's already laying in his bed, eating. "Your parents not home or something?" I ask, grabbing some chips he recently bought. "Both working today, their shifts been crazy this week." He shrugs. "Wanna watch a movie?" "Your pick." I say, y/n smiles and puts on a horror movie, Scream I suppose. "You know..." Y/n looks at me. I look at him, letting him know he has my attention. "You're safe with me." He smiles, his cheeks seem redder than usual, but mine feel a bit hotter now and my heart is beating like crazy. I return the smile, after those simple 4 words I truly do feel like I am safe. I want to stick by his side, for... Eternity. He's my safe space. He's the one I come crying too whenever I can. I must be smiling like an idiot now.

I lay back into his bed, closing my eyes a bit. I feel something weighted beside me, it's y/n, also laying down with his eyes closed. He looks so pretty like this, he always has. It's almost like I wanna kiss him sometimes. (Cause you do 🤩). You know what? Fuck it. I place my hand on his cheek and the other one I lay a quick kiss too. My face red as I roll onto my side, facing away from him. Rethinking life choices.

My heart just acted as if it got chased by a bear. But I hear a chuckle and arms wrap around me and pulls me into him he laughs and kisses the top of my head. I must be blushing madly because my entire face feels like it's on fire. I dig my face down into his shoulder as my arms wrap around him. He was my safe space after all.

__________

And kids that's how I met your fath-

Anyways. It's 1:52 in the morning and I've been fighting every nerve to stay awake so it may seem rushed. Anything does when you're half asleep after all.

But ngl, hope you enjoyed <3

[youngerfrankenstein]

So today I watched two movies where the deuteragonist goes kinda nuts and turns into a dragon thing, before the protagonist has to calm them down.

They were both a pretty fun time!

Promare is something I had been meaning to watch for quite a while but somehow never got around to. Glad I finally did!

Promare has quite possibly the Worst oppression allegory I have ever seen. A bunch of people are discriminated against because they burned half the world and killed billions (with a B!) of people. Also it’s not actually anything inherent to them it’s a bunch of alien parasites that will destroy the planet. However, since this is basically just an excuse for robots to fight other robots on fire… I can’t say I really care in the end. Promare is ENTIRELY style over substance, and I mean that in the best way.

The plot is breakneck and stupid. Most of the characters barely register as such. The dialogue is so dumb. And it FUCKING RULES! I’ve seen the film described as “Anime the Anime” and that does kind of sum it up. Everything feels like a ten year old boy smashing his action figures together and you can’t help but get swept up in the enthusiasm.

Helped by the absolutely (excuse the pun) FIRE soundtrack. The energy almost never lets up, and on-the-nose engrish lyrics just add to the experience. Even if you don’t watch the movie holy heck listen to the soundtrack.

The characters may be paper-thing but holy hell are they fun to watch. Our protagonist, Galo, himbo extraordinaire is as ridiculous as he is somehow charming. You can’t help but admire his drive to help people. And his foil, the ironically icy Lio, here to set fires and fight for his rights. Aina, a nice, spunky girl set up as a love interest for about five minutes before it turns out her character has more of a story based around her relationship with her sister. Which is a nice change! In fact the only romance in the story arguably involves CPR for plausible deniability. And our hero remembers to open the airway thank heck. Though whether intentional or just ship tease who knows? And who cares. You can guess who the villain is about ten seconds after he shows up and he is as much a blast to watch as the rest.

And really, this is a movie with a secret robot used to save the day called the Deus X Machina. A movie that ends with two shirtless guys setting the Earth on fire to stop the Earth from being set on fire. It doesn’t take itself too seriously and really neither should you. Let it sweep you away for almost two hours and you will feel much better afterwards.

-

I started reading Nimona around the time it was wrapping up as a webcomic. I have a copy of the graphic novel on my shelf. I was excited when I heard the movie had been greenlit (less so when I heard it was Blue Sky Studios), disappointed by the cancellation and, well, I’m happy it’s here now. While I’ve gotten grouchier over the years, it does make me smile to see these guys on my television, even if they’re not quite the same people either.

Because the movie is very different, and yet much of it feels similar as well. Certain scenes, like the board game, are almost directly from the comic, others are from the comic but not quite the same. The characters are different, Ballister is less jaded, Ambrosius less delusional and Nimona less, well, monstrous. She seems to more beat the snot out of people than commit mass murder. In the comic she’s every bit the monster people fear her to be, though a sympathetic one, and perhaps one who will heal someday. While the ending of the movie is far happier, it fits the new tone. And honestly? I need to stop making comparisons and judge the damn movie on its own merits. Of which it has many!

Our setup is fairly simple, Ballister BlackBoldheart is a new knight of the realm, who immediately gets framed for the murder of the queen and disarmed (heh) by his boyfriend Ambrosius Goldenloin, while on the lam he is approached by a shapeshifter called Nimona who is up for a little mayhem and hijinks. Together they try and clear his name.

My fist fear when I heard Blue Sky studios would be the ones releasing the movie was that a lot of the humour would be Quite Bad. And while there definitely is plenty of that, I think more gags hit than miss. Hell the movie got quite a few laughs out of my dad and he’s a fair bit less likely to chuckle than I am. It is quite a funny movie, which is good because it helps the harsher moments hit harder. Because there are also plenty of those, especially in the final act.

Speaking of, the film is somewhat surprisingly well paced. Scenes tend not to overstay their welcome and the movie flows well. What else flows well? The animation! (My segways not so much) Everything is very smooth, which is rather necessary for all the shapeshifting, and there’s quite an interesting scene made to look as if subway tiles are telling the story of Nimona’s origins (ish).

And the main trio really are quite fun to watch. Ballister, always the underdog, now a public enemy and trying to both clear his name and perhaps open his mind a bit. Ambrosius, golden boy, trying to do the right thing and not always doing a great job. And, of course, Nimona, who’s just here to break shit, though it is quickly clear there’s more underneath, also a pretty blatant trans allegory.

The relationships Ballister has with both the other two are sweet as heck, but also riddled with mistrust that they all have to work to overcome.

And while the movie does get a little preachy at times, it’s a kid’s movie. What do you expect? Rah rah fight the power, all that jazz. I may be too jaded for it but it certainly works.

—

Would recommend checking out both or either if they sound like something you’d enjoy!

[astroluvr]

A Trip Around the Sun and Right Back to You

summary: (college!) jack’s birthday stirred up quite the commotion, and despite how much he loves being the big man on campus, he misses his corner of the world- even if he isn’t supposed to

a/n: here’s an impromptu college!jack blurb! its my first writing in a while, so pls have mercy on me lol! it’s a little long, and probably taps out from the plot a little, but i hope you enjoy!!! i’m welcome to any thoughts on the college!jack au given that there isn’t much lol.

warnings: mention of drugs (just weed), college party, brief allusions to smut (but not explicit, ik and i’m sorry)

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The world was his oyster, but today the world was just his. The lines of the circle he drew around himself seemed to grow blurrier and blurrier each semester. It was harder to tell who had squeezed themselves in by pushing people over, and who had genuinely earned their place.

It seemed that lately he was an excuse to throw a party, or at least a ticket into one. The guys on his championed soccer team never got as much attention as him, and were almost slick with how they managed to use Jack to get it.

It never occurred to him just how loud it was all the time until he met you. And Jack hardly liked to think of himself as meeting you, in some weird way. Saying that he met you felt like he was referring to some cross of fate, and he absolutely does not want to think about why he thinks of it that way when it comes to only you.

Either way, you were on his mind, and he kept looking at the text message you sent him bright and early in the morning.

Good morning, birthday boy ☀️🧁 Hope your day is wonderful!!

He had stared at that text for at least fifteen minutes before responding to it. The only person who has beat you to the well wishes was his mother- even room mates were late on the draw.

It didn’t upset him, though, he knew that world goes on and people had more things on their mind than telling him happy birthday, but that didn’t mean it didn’t feel nice.

As he stood in the middle of a party in full swing, he found himself staring at the messages between you. A year ago today, he wouldn’t have expected a sweet message from you, but instead a raunchy picture as a gift. He wasn’t sure which he preferred.

“Hey, Jack!” A familiar voice sounded, making his floating fingers slide across the screen, and he turned around quickly, faced with Evan, a friend of Urban’s. “Happy birthday, man.”

“Thank you.” He nodded, and Evan clapped his back before shoving something in his pocket with a wink.

It didn’t take long for Jack to gather what it was, and he only shook his head before throwing it in the middle of a smoke filled circle. People were generous enough to slide him all sorts of baggies all night long, and even more so to supply the party with drinks for free.

He wasn’t sure if he was ungrateful or if he was just reaching an age where he questioned the intention and meaning behind those ‘gifts’, and he did not like that he might’ve been approaching such questions during college.

A month or two ago before your place in his circle became less solid, he wouldn’t have questioned anything for a second.

“Jack!” He finally heard your muffled voice through his phone speaker and he stopped short in the kitchen. The call had been going for at little over a minute now.

“Oh, shit, Y/N!” He said into the speaker, rushing out into the yard where only a few people were scattered across the yard.

The air was thick and humid, but it also cooled him down from the heat of the party that radiated into the night. He shoved a hand in his back pocket before clearing his throat.

“Hey, did you mean to call me?” You asked, and he was envious of how peaceful you sounded. He could imagine that you were just getting home from work, and fresh out of the shower.

That was his favorite time to see you, and he was only allowed the pleasure a couple of times before.

“No. I-I mean, yes. I mean, fuck, I meant to text you. I just slipped and called.”

“Oh,” you giggled, and Jack swallowed. “Why are you texting little old me in the middle of your bash? You should be in bed with three other girls right now.”

He wanted to laugh because he knew it was a joke, but he also knew that it meant you thought he had the capacity to even think of any other woman.

“You’re the only one.”

And he didn’t specify- and for once, he didn’t feel the need to add a fine print. He didn’t need to say the only that he was sleeping with, or going out with, or even friends with. He didn’t need to, not because he didn’t feel the need to explain his sex life with his tutor/fuck buddy, but because there was no defining category.

“Next time I see you, I have a gift.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Mmhmm.” you hummed, and he could hear you adjusting in bed. “But you’ll have to get it soon.”

“Come over. Bring it to me. Both my gifts.”

“Both?” You laughed, and Jack bit his lip. “What makes you think I like you that much? What do you think this other gift is?”

“You.”

The sexual innuendo wasn’t clear in his statement. He wasn’t sure if the gift would be your presence itself or having sex with you, and he didn’t want to dwell on which would be his preferred.

“I don’t want to crash your party.” You mumbled, a teasing lift to your voice that almost made Jack groan.

“It’s not crashing if it’s my party, and I’m inviting you.”

“Jack, we both know…” you trailed off with a laugh, and he nodded as though you could see him.

It wasn’t his party, and you would be crashing, and it was all Jack’s fault. He always tossed the mention of parties like this around, and made you feel like you wouldn’t fit in before you even had the chance to. He had driven you away because he was scared of what he felt. He had removed the wrong person from his circle, and now it felt like he was struggling to make room.

“Just come through. I’ll wait for you at the door, and we can hang out.” He could practically see your face screw into uncertainty.

“Jack, the gift really isn’t that nice, and I’m not really in the mood to-“

“This isn’t about the gift, and this isn’t about fucking. It’s just about seeing you tonight. On my birthday.”

You sighed and bit your lip before looking down at your boy shorts and oversized shirt. “I’m not coming dressed up.”

“Good.”

You were over at Jack’s in less than fifteen minutes and the party was pouring out of the house. You knew better than to try and park anywhere near it, so you parked a little bit across the street, away from a lot of the commotion.

You were only in sweats and a hoodie that you pulled on over the clothes as you tried to blend in with everyone. You hated the parties, and you were suddenly grateful that Jack tried to keep you away from them.

You finally found Jack on the front porch, all alone and crowded at the same time. You pouted at the sight. He was only in a pair of sweats similar to yours and a nicer hoodie that he had tugged over his pretty curls that caught a little bit of light from the full moon.

“This isn’t the birthday suit I was expecting to see.” You murmured, walking up next to him and pulling him from one trance into another. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m great. Just wanted… a break, I guess.”

You hummed, wanting nothing more than to just lean against the soccer team’s house and try to pretend that the smoke was a breeze.

“Let’s go inside.” he tugged at your sleeve, and you followed him, growing nervous as you entered the belly of the beast.

If anyone was sober enough to notice- which was maybe a handful do designated drivers too caught up in their own misery to give a damn, they might catch the way you tried to stay behind Jack’s tall figure that parted the crowd, and the way he put his hand out towards the bottom of his back for you to take. You wanted to so badly, but you felt that the consequences would sting. That you’d take it for more than it was.

Jack stopped short at a couch, tapping his friend’s shoulder as he split a blunt with a girl underneath his arm. You recognized Urban when he narrowed his eyes up at Jack.

“What?” He asked, and you tried to stay perfectly still, stay Jack’s little secret.

“Look, thanks for throwing the party, Urb, but I don’t want to have to clean this shit up, and I don’t want to hear a bunch of people until five in the morning.”

“Bruh,” Urban glanced at you and laughed, making you feel small. “Are you about to go study?”

“Just wrap it up in a little, Urb.” Jack shook his head, and led you back upstairs to his room.

Somehow, despite being able to feel the vibrations of the party, you couldn’t hear it as clearly. Jack’s room felt strangely unfamiliar as he took off the hoodie and revealed only a wife beater underneath before sitting on the edge of his bed and smiling at you.

“What?” You laughed, and Jack reached out to grab your waist, tugging you to the bed next to him. “You’re insane.”

“When do I get my gift?” he murmured, a smile plastered on his face.

The two of you had never kissed without lust or intention behind it, but right now, he just wanted to kiss your forehead and hold you close.

Jack wondered for a moment if he were going crazy. He racked his brain for when he had ever looked at you like this, and he didn’t want to believe it when he kept thinking back to the time you smiled at him when he got an equation right on the homework you were doing together.

“Here.” you reached into your purse and pulled out a cupcake in a plastic container that was a little bigger than normal ones. It had white frosting and its wrapper had little soccer balls printed.

Jack chuckled when it was in his hand and you crossed your arms against your stomach. “This isn’t what I was expecting.”

“Well, I told you it wasn’t much. I mean, I had to get you something. We’re friends, of course- not just friends. Not that we’re more than friends, but I felt like I had to-“

You were interrupted by Jack’s impulse, feeling his lips against yours. You didn’t expect it to deepen the way that it did, but a flurry of want blew through you.

In a heartbeat, you were on his lap, forgetting that you told yourself you’d put your feelings aside for tonight, just be friends with him tonight. You couldn’t stop yourself from placing your hands on his shoulders and letting him place his own hands in the waistband of your sweats before breaking away to look at you.

“You want to?” He questioned, and you nodded, biting your swollen lip. “Thank you for my gift, sweetheart.”

You shuddered at the pet name. Usually, when he was calling you out of your name, it was ‘pretty girl’ or ‘baby’, and that was only when he lost himself within you.

Your mouth parted at the words and you smiled tenderly, trying not to smile or think too hard. “You’re welcome. I’m sure you’ve already had cake, but I couldn’t think of anything else.”

Jack thought to the edible brownies that a candle in it- which was from Urban and probably one of the most thoughtful gifts he’d received. But it wasn’t pure. It wasn’t just a cute gesture or something that was just sweet. It was nothing like that, it was nothing like you.

“Nicest gift I’ve gotten all night, sweetheart.” he mumbled against your neck, sucking a nice bruise that made you moan and cling to his bare shoulders. “Well, a close second.”

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By the time Jack finished with you, it was no longer his birthday and he found a sketchy plastic knife in his room- which took him several minutes of trying to convince you was fine, to cut the cupcake in half.

Now, you were sitting in his bed against the headboard in one of his tee shirts and boxers eating a cupcake. The party was still going strong, and he had yet to receive a text asking him where he’d gone.

“Thank you for this.” He finally said, and you turned to look at him with a soft smile.

“We do this all the time.” You laughed, and before he could argue or clarify, he realized that you were right.

Every time you two stopped studying to fuck or make out, you would always either leave to go some diner or find a random snack and eat it together. He wondered if it just became an old routine or meaningful ritual.

“I mean for spending my birthday with me.”

“You’re welcome.” You said as if you had given him nothing of importance. “A trip around the sun is no easy trip.”

And with your words, Jack made another circle. He hardly had to make room for it. In the middle stood you and him, right next to each other, unnoticed by the rowdy crowd.

[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Lovers LOST EDEN ー Tsukinami Prologue

ー The scene starts on the rooftop garden at Banmaden

Yui: ( The breeze feels nice... )

Monologue

Several months have passed, since I came here.

While everything was quiet and peaceful at first,

the situation made a complete 180 right after,

and even right now,

things are rapidly changing in the Demon World.

The trigger for all of this,

was Karlheinz-san,

both the Vapire King and the Supreme Overlord of the Demon World,

and his decision to pass down his powers to one of his sons.

The once stable and peaceful state of the Demon World,

took a turn for the worst in the blink of an eye.

As soon as that happened,

the other Demonic races came to the conclusion,

that now while the new ruler was still inexperienced,

it would be the prime opportunity to steal the throne,

with various conflicts breaking out all over the country...

Yui: ( The Vampire, Wolf, Adler and Vibora Clan...Those are the four main sub-species of the Demon World. )

( Aside from those, there’s Founders like Carla-san and Shin-kun...The First Bloods. )

( Not only do they stand independent from any other race, they possess great powers. That’s why several other clans have reached out to them.

( ...Because they want to use their powers to their own advantage. )

( Seems like today as well, several Familiars from different species came to visit Banmaden one after the other. )

...Must be a lot of work.

( However, it seems like those two have been sending all of them back home empty-handed. )

( To be honest...I’m kind of relieved. It’d be worried if we were to get caught up in the chaos, and I’m kind of scared. )

ー Shin approaches her

Shin: Hah...Today has left me exhausted again.

Yui: Ah, Shin-kun. Good work out there!

Shin: For real. I’m completely beat.

They won’t give up even if you tell them to leave, it gets really annoying. They’re such a pain in the ass.

Nii-san’s not going to grant them an audience no matter how much they please, but they’re way too persistent...Haah.

Yui: Must be rough day after day.

Shin: It is. I mean, I do understand why they’d love to have us help them out.

We’re Founders after all...First Bloods. Ah, right. You can have this.

*Thud* 

Yui: Wah? 

(  What’s in this bottle...? )

Shin: It’s supposed to be some kind of luxury item one of those other Demons brought along. I doubt it’s meant for Nii-san, so it must be for you, no? 

Yui: For me?

Shin: ...If they seriously thought about giving something wrapped in such a cute, frilly packaging to Nii-san, then they should be happy they got away with simply being send back at the gate.

Yui: ( He does have a point...I mean, he went through the trouble to bring it to me, so might as well open it up. )

*Rustle rustle* 

Yui: Ah...Look, it’s konpeito! 

Shin: I know. ...I already inspected it just in case.

Yui: Ah, right. Thanks.

Shin: You’re welcome. Wait, well, I only handed it over to you.

Yui: But I’m happy. Well then, let’s not waste any more time...

*Thud* 

Yui: ( Waah, this really takes me back. )

...Here you go, Shin-kun.

Shin: Nn. ...Uwah, it’s sickingly sweet...

Yui: Fufu, you’re right. But it has a reassuring taste.

Shin: Maybe, I guess.

Yui: ( It almost feels like I’m having a relaxing time over at the human world but... )

I wonder if a war will break out in the Demon World

Shin: I mean, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity. If they let this chance slip by, it could take ages before another similar situation occurs.

Yui: ( One of the Sakamaki brothers now has Karlheinz-san’s powers, right? ...I wonder how they’re doing. )

( They might already be fighting against another Clan... )

Shin: Hey, hold up. You were thinking of those guys just now, weren’t you?

Yui: Eh?

Shin: Don’t try to play dumb. ...You’re thinking about those Sakamaki’s, aren’t you?

Yui: ...Yeah. While only for a short period, I did once live together with them, so I don’t want anything bad to happen to them.

Shin: Hahー ...You really are a miss goodie-two-shoes, aren’t you?

But you know. We’ve been turning down all offers so far, but if we’re made a good offer, the two of us might end up facing each other as enemies again, you know?

What will you do if that happens?

Yui: Well...

( I definitely don’t want...two groups of people I know to face off against each other. )

( I don’t want them to clash but...I’m not sure if I’m in any position to say anything about this whole situation. )

...

ー A strong gust of wind blows

Shin: ...The wind’s picking up. We should probably head inside soon. 

Yui: Yeah...

ー The scene shifts to Yui’s room

Yui: ( They might end up fighting each other, huh...? )

( I don’t want to have to witness that, but I’m sure it’s not that easy for them either. )

( I’m pretty sure they want nothing more to regain sovereignty over de Demon World previously in hands of the Vampire Clan. )

( However, said plan failed back when Karlheinz-san was still around. )

( I won’t deny that now might be the prime opportunity to take back control. However, if they were to do that... )

( Hmー We’d be back to square one. )

*Knock knock* 

Carla: I am coming in. 

Yui: Sure, go ahead.

ー Carla enters her room

Yui: ( I wonder what’s behind the sudden visit. )

Carla: ...An unfamiliar scent lingers in the air. Do you have any idea where it might be coming from?

Yui: Eh? Umー...

*Rustle rustle* 

Yui: Perhaps it’s this konpeito?

Carla: ...

Yui: Shin-kun gave it to me earlier and we tried it together.

Carla: Konpeito, you say? ...The unfamiliar scent made me assume that someone with bad intentions might have trespassed the manor.

Yui: ( So that’s why he came to check up on me. I must have made him worried. )

Would you like to try some as well?

Carla: No thank you. ...I do not particularly enjoy sweets.

Yui: I see...

Carla: You enjoy that sort of thing?

Yui: Yes! I feel happy for some reason as the sweet flavor spreads in my mouth...

Carla: ...I see. I suppose it was worth allowing Shin to accept the gift.

Yui: ( The two of us rarely talk because he’s always so busy, but it seems like he’s actually keeping me in mind. )

( ...I’m happy. )

*Knock knock*

Shin: Nii-san? Dinner is ready to be served. 

Carla: I understand. ...Well then, let us go.

Yui: Yes. 

ー The scene shifts to the ballroom

*Cling cling* 

Yui: ( Usually I feel most relaxed when the three of us are together like this but...The atmosphere is kind of tense. )

Carla: ...Update me on the situation. 

Shin: The same as usual. It’s pretty clear that all they care about are our powers. 

They could really benefit from some manners, I had to stop myself from simply burning them all to the ground. 

Carla: It cannot be helped. It only makes sense that they would seek out stronger allies.

Shin: But you know, it’s so blatantly obviously that they’re trying to be in control since we’re outnumbered. 

That sort of arrogant attitude really pisses me off ...!

Yui: ( Seems like Shin-kun is really stressed out from having to deal with various other Demons day after day. )

Shin: I mean, they won’t say it with that many words, but they underestimate us way too much just because there’s only two of us.

Carla: However, it is true that it is just us two. So they must be jumping to conclusions.

Shin: ...Hey, what do you plan to do, Nii-san?

What do we gain from keeping up with this!? 

Carla: ...We must not be hasty.

Shin: You think so?

Day after day I have to deal with other Clans’ Familiars coming to this Castle...I’m sick and tired of it!

This is a prime opportunity to take back sovereignty over the Demon World, so why are you keeping quiet?

Carla: ...

Yui: Shin-kun, calm down a little...

Shin: As if you could ever understand...So just shut up!

Yui: No way...

( I mean, it’s true that I’m not the one out there having to deal with all of this like Shin-kun is. )

( Nor do I know all of the details of the situation but...That still stings a little. )

Carla: ...

ー Carla gets up from his seat and walks away

Shin: Tsk...What’s his problem...?

Yui: ...

( I’ll leave with Carla-san as well. )

ー The scene shifts to the entrance hall

Yui: Haah...

( Perhaps I spoke out of line. )

Carla: Do not blame Shin for what he said.

Yui: I don’t plan on doing so. I’m sure he must be exhausted. 

Carla: Shin is still young. That is why he lets his temper get the best of him.

I believe he must want to free himself from this confinement as soon as possible. 

I am fairly sure that I would have done the same back in my younger days...

Now I cannot confidently make such a decision on the spot.

Yui: Right...

Carla: It is just the two of us now. While we may be strong, we are outnumbered. ...We must carefully work around this disadvantage. 

I refuse to let the first best Demon use us to their own advantage. ...Due to my pride as a Founder.

Yui: ( Pride, huh? Such a heavy concept. )

ー Carla walks away

Yui: ( I am sure that Carla-san has his own strategy in mind. )

( If Shin-kun is offense, Carla-san is defense. ...Even if both of them feel the same way, they come across as quite different. )

( ...It’s not making the situation any easier. )

*TIMESKIP*

*CAW CAW CAW*

Yui: ( Hm? ...What’s this sound...? )

ー Yui wakes up in her room

*Caw caw caw* 

Yui: ( Crows? What are they doing here...? )

ー Shin enters her room

Shin: Thank god...

Yui: Shin-kun! Did something happen?

Shin: Some random guys came to attack us out of nowhere. ...I’m glad to see you’re safe and sound. 

Yui: Where is Carla-san?

Shin: He’s fine. Anyway, you should worry about your own safety right now. Come on, let’s hurry.

Yui: Eh? Where are we going?

Shin: We’re going to move to a different manor and wait out the situation.

???: ーー You’re not getting away

*Rustle* 

Yui: ( Who’s this...? )

Kino: Hey there! I’m Kino. ...I’m part of the organization known as ‘Raven’. 

Shin: Is that so? And why exactly did you sneak into our place?

Kino: I’ve come here to pick her up. ...Did you like my konpeito?

Yui: Eh?

Kino: Take my hand...Eve.

Yui: ( Why is he...calling me Eve...? )

Shin: Hah? I’m not letting you have her. If you want her that badly...You’ll have to get past me first.

Kino: Ehー? What a pain...But well, if that’s what you want, I’ll take you on.

Shin: Heeh...Allow me to show you that you’ll end up swallong those words very soon!!

Yui: Shin-kun, don’t!

Shin: You stay back...!

*THUD*

Yui: Kyah!

Kino: Hmー... A First Blood’s combat style is rather unimpressive. 

Shin: Haah? Fuck offーー!

*THUD*

Kino: Ahaha! You haven’t landed a single hit? So, what are you hoping to achieve by wrecking your own Castle?

Shin: I’m seriously going to kill you...!

Yui: ( Oh no. I want to stop this fight, but I can’t exactly step in between them... )

Carla: ...Haah!

*Woosh*

Kino: Uu...Kuh...Hah...

ー Kino collapses

*Thud* 

Yui: Carla-san...!

Carla: You mannerless brute. It is common courtesy to request an audience with the King first. ...Now name yourself. 

Kino: Owowow...Well, guess I should have expected as much. This is what a First Blood should be like.

My name’s Kino. I am Karlheinz’ Prince Zero.

Yui: Eh? 

( Which means he’s one of Karlheinz-san’s sons as well? )

Shin: ...I didn’t think there’s be another hopeless Vampire aside from those guys. 

Kino: I only came to introduce myself today. I’ll be back. To ask you to hand Eve back to me, when I eventually become Adam.

Yui: ( ...Our eyes met... )

*Caw caw caw* 

Kino: Whoops, seems like I’m running out of time. ...See you!

ー Kino runs off

Kino: Ah, before I forget.

Mr. Long Hair, you’re terminally ill, aren’t you? 

Yui: ( How does he know that...? )

Kino: Why don’t you just give her up already, so you can get to spend the little time you have left in peace? What do you say?

Carla: ...

Kino: Ahaha! Well then, bye-bye!

*Flap flap flap* 

*CAW CAW CAW*

Shin: Kuh! Halt!

Carla: Stop. ...Let him go for now.

Shin: For now...?

Yui: ( Carla-san is terminally ill...He’s still contracted with Endzeit. )

( I nearly forgot because his usual demeanor wouldn’t lead one to assume that he is ill... )

( But since he never fully recovered, he’s constantly flirting with death. )

Carla: ...Nonsense. 

ー Carla walks away

Shin: Ugh...

Monologue

Endzeit. 

It had been a while,

since I last heard the name of said illness drop.

After all,

Carla-san has been pretending,

as if it does not keep his mind busy.

Even now that the symptoms are seemingly under control,

it would make perfect sense for him to continue,

to feel the crushing pressure of reality.

I believe that he must have been hiding it,

not wanting to talk about his illness,

in front of us.

When I think about that,

my chest ached in pain.

ー The scene shifts to the balcony

Yui: ( Endzeit will never disappear ーー that being said, I’m pretty sure he’ll get upset if I show too much concern... )

*HOOOOWL*

Yui: ( ...Huh? )

*HOOOOWL*

Yui: ( Is that Shin-kun trying to enter the woods leading a pack of wolves!? )

( Carla-san is...not with him. )

( Don’t tell me he wants to go take revenge for earlier...I have to stop him! )

ー The scene shifts to the forest

Yui: Haah, haah...

( I guess it was reckless of me to chase after him after all. )

( I know that I should have probably told Carla-san but...I wasn’t confident about facing him after what just went down. )

( ...Anyway, now that I’ve come this far, I have to go after hiーー )

*Rustle* 

Yui: !

*Rustle* 

Yui: ( No way...Someone’s behind me...? )

I’m sorry, forgive me...

Shin: What are you playing at, following me all the way over here?

Yui: Shin-kun?

*Rustle rustle* 

Shin: Go back to the Castle. I’ll let this slide if you do. Hurry!

Yui: Wait! Were you going somewhere by yourself? 

Shin: ...Nii-san is dying at the hands of Endzeit. We can’t waste any more time.

If we stay cooped up in our Castle forever, we might get wiped out without accomplishing anything...We have to act before that happens.

We’ll regain control over the Demon World...!

Yui: ( Shin-kun...I understand why he’d feel pressed but I doubt Carla-san will be happy with this. )

But It’s not wise to act thoughtlessly. I’m sure you still have time to come up with a plan at least?

Shin: It’ll be too late then!

Yui: That’s not true!

Carla: ...What are you doing?

Yui: Carla-san...

Shin: Nii-san, I’m sorry for acting without your permission but...

Carla: ...You never change. You really need to fix that rash nature of yours.

Shin: ...

Carla: What was your plan?

Shin: I was going to visit the Wolf Clan first.

They’ve always done a splendid job at protecting their territory from outsiders. They have a strong sense of duty and their King possesses great qualities of leadership. 

I figured they would be the best party to form an alliance with. 

Yui: ( I see...So that was his plan. )

Carla: I see. However, listen carefully, Shin.

We are Founders. First Bloods like us must not rely on any outsiders to gain sovereignty. 

Shin: But we worked together with Mertz in the past...

Carla: I made a rare exception in that man’s case because he seemed to worship us. 

Shin: ...Then, what do you want me to do? 

Carla: ...We shall take down the Demon World together.

Yui: Eh?

Carla: ...No, the three of us, I should say. 

Yui: ( Eh? ...He’s looking at me? )

Carla: Heh...I shall not take no as an answer. 

Shin: ...Aah, Nii-san...!

Let’s do that! We’ll be victorious for sure...!

*HOOOOOWL*

Monologue

My heart began to beat faster,

when he corrected his statement to ‘the three of us’.

It felt as if they had acknowledged me,

as one of them,

giving me a warm feeling inside my honest.

However, cutting through the happiness,

was the anxiety looming in the back of my heart. 

There will be opponents,

we will have to face off against. 

And then there’s this guy,

who suddenly showed up and dubbed himself the new Adam.

I wonder if I will be able to safely make it out,

of this battle over sovereignty,

which lies at the very core of all the chaos in the Demon World? 

Yui: ( However, I need to have faith. I decided I would stay by this man’s side after all... )

[CHOOSE CARLA] [CHOOSE SHIN]

[throughthetwistedmirror]

First Unbirthday Together ~ *Heartslabyul*

Summary: You’ve been invited to an Unbirthday party at the Heartslabyul dorm! This time without all the overblot nonsense!

Pairing: N/A

Genre: Fluffy Drabble

Word Count: 520

Warning: N/A

Masterlist

Taglist: @savanaclaw1996 @goseew

It was Riddle who approached you, with encouragement from Trey. With fiddling fingers and wandering eye contact, he said, “Prefect, on behalf of Heartslabyul, we would like to invite you to our next Unbirthday party.”

When you agreed, Riddle merely nodded before rushing off. Arriving at the dorm, both him and Trey mobilized the Heartslabyul students to create the best Unbirthday party in the history of the dorm. Cater gathered ideas from social media and both Ace and Deuce were in charge of manual labor. Trey was head of baking and Riddle oversaw all of the preparations, being the Housewarden and all.

The whole dorm was in a frenzy. Everything had to meet Riddle’s impossible standards. If anything, he got even more demanding! Ace complained frequently behind his back, eventually earning himself a scolding from Trey. Cater documented everything for Magicam. And Deuce almost spoiled the surprise before Ace could stop him.

Finally, the day of the party rolled around. You arrived, smiling and carrying a small parcel. It was Trey and Cater who met you at the front of the dorm. While Cater was live streaming, Trey asked about the bag in your hand.

“Oh, well, where I come from, it’s customary to give the host a gift.” You explained.

“Well, that’s very sweet of you. Thank you!” Trey took the present before escorting you to the gardens where the party was taking place.

Riddle, Ace, and Deuce greeted you next. Riddle led you to the seat of honor and presented you with a tray full of a wide array of tarts. “Take your pick, Prefect. They were made especially for you.”

“For me? Oh, you shouldn’t have!” You exclaimed, before selecting one of the delicious sweets.

You ate with the students, laughing and sharing both tea and stories. You seemed to be having such a good time, the Heartslabyul boys couldn’t help but beam with pride. They were glad they could share such a joyous afternoon with you in the gardens.

As the party started to wind down, the six of you were finishing up a card game and some more tea. Setting your cup down, you asked, “So, why did you guys invite me out today?”

Cater frowned. “Because you’re our friend of course! Why wouldn’t we invite you?”

“Well, Deuce said that this party was going to be extra special. I assumed it was because I was coming. Am I wrong?”

Trey smacked the back of Deuce’s head as Ace muttered a “nice going”.

Riddle cleared his throat. “I’ll answer that. We know that you’re far from home, yet you try to share your culture with us. We thought we should do the same. So we tried to make the best Unbirthday party we could, just for you.”

“Aww, you guys!” You gushed, eyes watering. “Thank you! Thank you so much! No one has ever done anything so nice for me before. I really, truly, sincerely appreciate all of your effort and kindness.”

Each of them blushed in varying shades of red from your gratitude. It’s safe to assume none of them will ever forget today.

[sullysticktogether]

Body and Soul pt. 2

 Waking up was no easy task, you had barely gotten any sleep the night before, how could you when you were so excited for what lies ahead? You had almost slept in before realizing that today was the day you could link with your avatar, you had waiting years for this. Quickly, you changed out of your pajamas and threw on some decent clothes, determined that nothing was going to get in your way today. It had been too long of a wait for you to finally get what you trained for, what felt like half your life's work was finally becoming real, obtainable, within a few hours reach. As soon as you were completely freshened up, you were out the door, not totally paying attention as Norm and appeared what seemed instantaneously beside you. 

 “Oh shit, hey guys.” A smile present on your face as the three of you moved down the halls. Norm looked just as refreshed and awake as you while Jake seemed disinterested in everything, though you couldn’t really read past this stoic, poker face. Then again maybe he just wasn’t a morning person. 

 “Morning Y/N!” Norm piped up. “I could barely sleep last night, today’s the day.” He shared your excitement, it was nice to feel like you were the only one in your group that had such pleasant feelings. You notice Jake began to open his mouth on the stop when you were greeted by Grace and Max, with a hint of a smile Grace greeted you.

 “Good morning you three, the avatars are decanted and almost done being prepped for the initial link.” Max had stated, guiding the group through the link room. 

 “So Y/N, how much link time have you logged?” Grace asked, leading you to the pod’s. 

“Around 600 hours.” You answered, “I’ve been really eager for this.” You told her truthfully with an airy chuckle as she mimicked you with a soft smirk. 

 “That’s great, Norm?”

 “About 520 hours.” She nodded in approval, approaching the pods. You could almost die in this moment, you thought, finally all those years and it was literally 3 feet away from you.

 “Norm, you’re in this one, Y/N, you’re in here, and uh, Jake, you in here.” She guided Jake over, you hearing her ask about his link training before your attention was grabbed away by a resident, pressing buttons on the control panel, ready to set you up for your link. You happily sat down in the open pod, swiveling your body to lay in the molded form with your arms by your side.

 “Don’t be nervous, I remember I was for my first time.” The resident offered a sweet smile as she finished with the controls, her hands going to your body to adjust you quickly, making sure nothing was in the way as she closed the metal cage. “Alright, so just fully relax and let your mind go blank, think of it as just trying to take a nap.” She nodded one last time before fully closing the pod. Taking one last deep breath in, you closed your eyes, feeling what could only be described as a call to sleep. 

 Bright lights and echoing were the first things you noticed when you woke up. 

 “She’s in.” A nurse quickly snapped next to your ears, causing you to stir awake even more. You were then met with a flashlight shining into your eyes. “Can you hear me Y/N?”

 “Oh my god.” You finally spoke, you smiled the biggest smile you could as you looked at the two doctors in front of you. They had both offered you a laugh as the greeted you to your new body. 

 “Alright, we’re going to take this nice and slow while you get used to your body, so if you could start by wiggling your toes that’d be great” The next few minutes went by in a flash, you had excelled in their test, allowing you to sit up while they continued with the basics. You heard Norm in the bed next to you running through the same tests, your concentration broken by Jake, he had finally linked and was already starting trouble. He was fully standing and knocking things over with his tail, obviously not used to his avatar. 

 “Come on man, they’re gonna put you out.” Norm warned, looking quickly over at you for a response as you shrugged. 

“This is dangerous-” 

 “This is great.” Jake laughed and with that he was out of the room, stumbling over his legs as he quickly walked down the halls. 

This dumbass, You thought with a sigh before standing up and taking your leads off. “It’s fine, I’ll get him.” Much to the protest of the doctors and Norm, you did your best to sprint after him, Norm not far behind, warning the two of you that you weren’t supposed to be running. Why you chased after him, you will never know. 

 “Jake, c’mon man, we aren’t ready for this yet!” You called after him, damn was he hard to keep up with. You could only watch as he almost ran into like three people, you nearly doing the same. You were grateful for a break, noticing he had stopped, his toes digging in the dirt. It hit you, he was walking, running, running, you hadn’t spoken much to Jake yet but you understood a little bit now. How he must feel to finally be able to walk again, how great it must feel to run. Slowing down, you approached him. “Damn, you’re going to give me a heart attack.” You joked, a soft chuckle coming from him as well. 

 “Hey marine!” A voice called over to him, making your eyes snap up to the blue figure approaching the two of you. It took a second before the both realized. 

 “Grace?” Jake questioned with a laugh. Damn, she’s hot, Your eyes widened at her with a disbelieving grin. 

 “Well, who’d you expect numbnuts?” She seemed happier in this state, you thought as you watched her grab a native fruit tossing it to him. “Think fast.” You watched as he bit into the fruit, causing him to let out a groan of approval, turning to offer you a bite. You eagerly took it from him, sinking your teeth into the juice exploding into your mouth. 

 “Goddamn that’s good,” Your eyes widened, handing the bitten fruit back to him as you turned to look at Grace again, grinning almost obnoxiously at the pair as Norm had skidded up to the three of you. 

 “Check it out!” He stroke a pose, “I am a living god.” The three of you let out a laugh together before Grace fully walked up to you. 

 “Alright kiddies, let’s get you into some real clothes and go over some rules.” She was already acting like a mother, but one you were happy to be under the guidance of. 

 After you three were given proper clothes and a stern talking to, you were left to your own devices until nightfall. You had already been laying in your cot as Grace did her final check through, noticing Jake playing with his queue, she made a comment before locking up. You did your best to fall asleep, though it was hard with all the excitement you experienced. With one last sigh, you closed your eyes only to open them and see the inside of the pod. You quickly got out, taking a minute before fully standing up, noticing that Jake and Norm were already out as well. 

 “You wanna catch some dinner together?” You asked as you walked up to them, hands twiddling together behind your back. 

 “Yeah, I’ll come with you.” Jake had accepted your offer, wheeling himself closer to you as Norm decided that he wanted to look around at the things the lab had to offer. You and Jake had walked side by side to the cafeteria, making small talk as you had gotten in the line. 

 “Oh here, I can hold your tray for you if it’ll be easier.” You had given him a kind smile while he just kind of brushed you off.

 “Nah, I got this. Thanks though.” The tension felt so awkward, you honestly didn’t really know what to say, though you had always felt like that. You were very introverted, never really having friends or going out a lot. One of the reasons you had looked up to Grace is because you could really see yourself in her. Like her, you preferred plants to people, you would much rather be in your room studying or listening to music than being surrounded by crowds of people, judging you for even the smallest mishap. Thankfully though, Jake had made an attempt of an ice breaker. “So, why Pandora? What made you wanna come all the way out here?” He had seemed genuinely curious, which you guessed was nice since most guys with his vibe didn’t seem the type to be even mildly interested. 

 “Oh well you know, fresh start, new world. Figured I couldn’t really mess anything up back home if I was all the way out here. Plus seeing actual plants is nice.” You fumbled over your words, not really sure what to say as you had taken your seat at one of the less crowded tables. He hummed in response, already picking through the rice with his fork. “You? Why would you want to come all the way out here? You don’t seem interested in anything the science program has to offer.” It was your turn to question him and his intentions.

 “Ah, I could use the money, especially in this economy. And it beats bar diving and sitting at home all day.” You let a small laugh out, obviously a marine is gonna be a marine. 

 “I guess that’s true.” The two of you finished your meals with little conversation, both not truly knowing what to say to one another. Pushing yourself away from the table, you stood up with your plate. “It was nice having someone to eat with, see you tomorrow?” You gave him one last look before you made your way to leave, seeing him nod his head. 

 Today was your first real day out with your avatar, you were going out on a field trip with Grace and Norm, Jake was coming along too but not as a scientist but more so for protection. You had already linked and were ready to go as you approached Grace and Norm early that morning, getting some extra gear that you might need as well as some more food into your avatar’s bodies. The flight out was thrilling as you hadn’t seen all the flora and fauna that Pandora had to offer as well as seeing just some of its wildlife. You had been next to the door, strapped in at the waist, Norm stuck in the middle of you and Grace as you peered behind Jake’s figure, taking all of it in as Jake let out a few whoops next to you.  

 “It’s so beautiful out there, oh my god.” You were almost in disbelief that this was your life for the next 6 years, you get to see this almost everyday. Trudy had began landing the Scorpion, allowing the three of you in the middle to unstrap yourselves and start collecting your things. Jake had jumped out of the ship, pointing his gun towards the sky as he scanned the area. God as much as you respected him, his gun maneuvering did scare you. Grace had Wainfleet stay with the ship as the group of your avatars started off on your adventure. Walking through the forest of Pandora really had lit up your entire morning, you were so lost in taking it all in. The only thing snapping you out of it was Grace’s voice saying that you had gotten to your destination. Kneeling down to the root, you had taken out the supplies that were required. After Grace had gotten the needle ready, she made sure both you and Norm were looking at the screen, reading to take the scans. 

 “And here I go.” She stated as she put the needle in the root to which Norm confirmed that it was scanning. 

 “Woah! It’s that fast?” Both you and Norm were obviously impressed with the speed of the scan, Grace laughing at your faces. 

 “Amazing, isn’t it? So, that is signal transduction from this root to the root of the tree next to it. So, we should take a sample.” You had already been digging in your pack, looking for the sample plate, not noticing Jake had begun to wonder off. 

 “You know, it’s probably electrical based on the speed of the reaction.” Norm’s mouth had the sample in it, causing yet another laugh to come from you as Grace began to chastise him for contaminating the sample with his salvia. 

 “Here, have mine.” You handed your sample plate over to him, looking up to see blue and khaki slowly walk away from the group. “Do you mind if I take a minute? It won’t be long.” You had asked Grace, almost pleading as you stood up. She nodded as she paid close attention to Norm, making sure he didn’t screw this sample up. 

 You had moved past the duo, quickly walking to where you had last seen Jake, watching him as he came across a small heliocoradian field. Seeing him, press his thumb to one and watching it shrink down, you let out a chuckle. 

 “I believe that’s a defense mechanism.” Jake had spun on his feet, surprised to see you as you walked up to the plant, touching your own hand to it as it shrunk down, another laugh coming out between the two of you. He reached out touching another one, though this one caused a chain reaction as the rest of the plant also came down, revealing a large animal that had let out a trumpeting sound. You felt your ears move down in fear, tail swinging anxiously at the unwanted surprise. Jake immediately cocking his gun and aiming it at the beast, though this had no impact as it started to stomp its feet, gearing up to charge while it let out around sound. 

 Grace and Norm quickly appeared, though they both hid behind the treeline, carefully observing. 

 “Don’t shoot. Don’t shoot, you’ll piss him off.” She warned, very sternly through the coms. You felt frozen, like you couldn’t move. This damn fight or flight response you had was very useless when it really came down to it. The almost elephant-like creature began to smash its hammerhead in between two trees as Jake had tried to signal for you to move behind him, though you still felt frozen, legs shaking in paralyzing fear. 

 “It’s already pissed off.” Jake had been careful not to take his eyes off of it for more than a second as he kept a careful hand on his gun. 

 “Jake, that armor is too thick. Trust me.” Grace felt so close yet so far away from you. Why did I have to follow him? You thought, trying to will yourself to follow Grace’s instructions as you so desperately wanted to gain control over your feet. Jake had pulled his gun back, signaling to Grace that he understood not to shoot, though it still didn’t appease the giant as it slammed against more trees. “It’s a territorial threat display. Do not run or he’ll charge.” She explained. So much for getting the feelings back in your shaky legs. 

 “What do you want me to do then? Dance with it?” Jake questioned, his eyes quickly scanning over to Grace and then you. God, you were so scared. This was not how you wanted to die. 

 “Just hold your ground.” Grace replied calmly, you didn’t see how she could remain so calm at a time like this. You felt yourself able to look into her and Norm’s direction very quickly, a silent plea for whatever help they could give you. The bull began to charge, immediately making your head snap to it as Jake ran towards it screaming right back. He laughed nervously, unsure of what to do as it stopped, flaring its feathers. 

 “Yeah, cmon! What you got? Oh, yeah. Who’s nad? That’s right.” Jake had raised his voice, defending his ‘territory’, you too were in disbelief that it had worked, finally finding strength in your legs to move further away from the animal and behind Jake, after all he did have a gun. “Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about, bitch.” He stated confidently, his hand grabbing out for yours as he escorted you fully behind him, an act you were almost, almost grateful for until you noticed it. Another wave of fear and panic washed over you, your hand grabbing the back of Jake’s shirt, though he had yet noticed it. “Get your punk ass back to mommy.” 

 “Jake.” You tried to get his attention but it didn’t matter anyway, a thanator quickly taking the bulls place with a jump and a roar. His gun immediately went back in place, aiming at another giant creature for the second time within mere minutes.  

 “So what about this one? Run? Don’t run? What?” His voice was not nearly as confident as before as Grace yelled for the two of you to run. With that said, you were glad your feet got into gear as Jake pulled you forward, pushing you to run ahead of him, though it didn’t matter as he was faster than you anyway. You weren’t trained for this kind of terrain so you were very grateful that he had done his best to keep you in front of him as the two of you ran through the foliage. The thanator kept trying to sneak bites at you, miraculously you were just out of reach each time. Your lungs felt like they were on fire as you ran, sliding under the roots of a tree as the thanator snapped at you, Jake’s gun shooting at it through the openings while it screeched. You tried to catch your breath while you could but you knew you were going to have to move soon since it kept breaking the roots and actually had discarded Jake’s gun. Feeling him push your upper legs, you quickly dug out of the roots, trying your best to sprint and jump over the terrain.  You only looked back once, noticing Jake wasn’t behind you but in the air as the alien slung him around by his pack. 

 “Jake!” You screamed, watching as he was able to slide it off though it caught his hand flinging him further from you. He made use of the time to run towards you as it was distracted by chewing up the contents in his backpack, only to hiss when it realized it hadn’t caught you. He had caught up to you, continuing the dash forward, the thanator hot on your trail. You had run up to the waterfall, realizing your only chance of surviving was the jump, you said a small prayer in your mind as you and Jake had made the jump, you doing your best to hold your breath and you fell. You did your best to brace for impact, eyes shut tightly as you felt the water rush up to your ears and cover your face. Quickly swimming to the top of the fast river, you bobbed your head looking for Jake as he called out for you, holding onto a tree branch. 

 “You alright?” He was out of breath, pulling you towards him and up to the solid ground. His grip keeping you from falling back into the water. 

 “Yeah, I-I think I’m good.” You replied shakily, hands on your knees once you were stable. Hunched over, trying to catch your breath. “I think you’re bleeding though.” 

 This was not how you wanted to die.

[simmerdowndee]

WINDENBURG YEARS S2EP7 PART THREE

Today is the day of the baby shower! I’m so happy at how everything turned out. Everyone was able to make it, I’m so happy! Noah is on his way so I am very much anticipating his arrival. He’s probably being dramatic and there was never a need for us to be prepped. 

I see Noah coming in and he puts his big ass gift(s) down. He and Laura were really competing with each other. It's very funny. 

Right behind him, I see a woman but I can't make out her face just yet. 

Theo: Is that her?

Dakota: Yep, I can't see her face yet she’s turned around. 

Theo: Something about her looks familiar. 

Dakota: OH, does it?

Theo: Not like that, jesus. 

Dakota: *Laughs*

Noah grabs her hand and she turns around. To Theo and I’s surprise, now I see why he was so nervous to bring her. 

Theo: Is that…. who I think it is?

Dakota: You gotta be kidding me...

It's Raegan. Noah is dating Raegan, and has been hiding it from us for almost two years. 

Theo: This is very interesting.

Dakota: You got that damn right. No wonder he kept telling me to keep an open mind. 

Noah and Raegan come up and approach us. 

Noah: Well, I would introduce you guys but you may already know one another. 

Raegan: Nice to see the both of you. 

Raegan: Dakota, you look so beautiful. Congratulations.

Dakota: Thank you. That’s very nice of you. 

Theo: I’m gonna go get some more treats put out. 

Dakota: Thanks baby. 

Noah knew if he told me beforehand, I may have told him he couldn't bring her. This isn't any better, seeing you tricked your way into bringing her….

Noah: Look at them growing!

Noah: You know, I’m their favorite uncle. 

Dakota: You’re literally their only uncle. 

Noah and Raegan: *Laughs*

Noah: Babe, I wanted to talk to Koda about something really quick. 

Raegan: Okay, I’ll be over here helping Laura and Sophie. 

Noah takes me over into a quiet corner to talk to me. 

Noah: Are you upset with me?

Dakota: Why didn’t you tell me it was her?

Noah: You can't answer a question with a question. 

Dakota: My day, my rules. 

Noah: Gosh, still stubborn I see.

Noah: I knew you would feel some kind of way seeing your past. 

Dakota: So you thought springing her on me would make it easier?

Noah: Well… No, but I knew you  wouldn't want both of us to leave the party….

Noah: I’m sorry. I realize now I should have probably just told you both. 

Dakota: Uh yeah, Noah. 

Noah: I promise, she’s not the same person you knew in college. Even Laura and Sophie seem to like her. 

Dakota: Wait, did they find out before me?

Noah: Uh…..

Dakota: Wow, everyone is hiding shit from me. 

Noah: Please don't get upset. 

Noah: I am not trying to ruin the shower. 

Noah: Laura and Sophie were introduced a few months ago. We ran in to them while out to eat.

The fact that Laura didn't mention it to me is wild. She knows how I feel about her. 

I see Laura coming over to us out of the corner of my eye. 

Laura: Are you guys good?

Dakota: Oh yeah, just having a conversation about everyone including you knowing who he was dating while Theo and I were left in the dark.

Laura: Koda, I’m sorry. I wanted to tell you. I really did.

Noah: I specifically asked her not to say anything to you. She’s being honest about wanting to.

Laura: I told you this would piss her off. You don't listen. 

Theo: Look, we can all talk about this later at the house but right now, it's about our girls; and my wife is not going to be upset at her babyshower. Table it for now. 

Theo: Dakota baby, let's go start the shower games. 

Dakota: Okay.

Noah: Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Noah: She probably hates us now. 

Laura: She might hate you. She knows I tried to tell her. 

Noah: You’re welcome for backing you up.

Theo and I enjoyed the rest of the party. I am not going to let this ruin our day. When it came time to take photos, I didn't want her to feel excluded, so I invited her in. Noah seemed to be happy about that, but this doesn't change anything. I’m still upset with him and Laura. Noah more so than Laura. 

[nori-writes]

Rainy Days

Yeehan

Desc: Rainy days may cancel some plans but that doesn’t mean you can’t make new ones inside for a lazy day.

W/C: 1150+

A/N: This is the last one I have to transfer over but hope this feeds y’all for now 💜 I’ve really been enjoying writing this ship recently I can’t even lie, so there may be more to come ;) also WARNING!!! There is some nudity BUT there’s no smut or anything suggestive, just two people showering together.

“Are you kiddin’ me?” Cole groaned, looking out of the window of him and his boyfriend’s shared bedroom on the Gibraltar base, seeing the rain patter against the window.

Hanzo approached behind Cole, wrapping his arms around his waist, lying his head onto his shoulder, “It was a little cold outside anyway, hm?

He wasn’t totally wrong, it was about 55 Farenheight outside and while that wasn’t much for the archer though Cole being from the desert, it was freezing, “I mean well yeah- but I still wanted to spend some time out with you today y’know? It’s been a minute.”

“There’ll be another day here sometime in the future, how about we just enjoy a day inside for today?”

Cole sighed, he couldn’t lie, that did sound nice. With all the missions recently being able to just stay inside and do nothing with his boyfriend sounded like a dream especially since their missions recently never seemed to correspond with one another. When one was home the other always seemed to be away.

The brunette slipped around, out of the archer’s grasp to turn around and comb his fingers through his onyx coloured hair that was currently let down out of it’s usual man bun, “How ‘bout a shower first?”

Hanzo nodded, “Only if you promise to wash my back and hair for me.”

“Promise.”

The two slipped into the bathroom stripping off their clothing, placing them into the hamper that was kept in the bathroom before making their way into the shower.

Soon enough Cole’s hands were massaging the shampoo into Hanzo’s scalp while he let out a low moan at the feeling, “Sounds like you’ve been needin’ this,” he let out with a low chuckle.

“More than you could ever imagine.”

Silence passed while Cole continued washing the other male’s hair, eventually pulling down the shower head to carefully rinse out the shampoo so as to not get any in his eyes. Cole loved the way Hanzo’s shampoo smelt. It wasn’t anything he’d ever use on himself though, it didn’t quite fit him.

Cole was much more of a three in one kind of guy, he never saw the point of buying everything separately, while Hanzo was almost the complete opposite of that, he had different shampoos for different occasions, his most used being a cherry blossom scent which was Cole’s favourite.

After he finished rinsing the others hair, his lips fell down to the others neck, placing a soft kiss before mumbling, “I love you.”

The archer spinned himself around to place a proper chaste kiss onto the gunslinger’s lips, the gap between the two closing.

Soon enough the two pulled away for air before Hanzo whispered back with the smallest of smiles, “I love you too.”

Cole gave back a smile back at him before turning off the shower and getting out. Soon enough the two were dried off and clothed, not into anything special. Cole had simply put on sweatpants while Hanzo opted for his own sweatpants and a shirt of Cole’s he had found in the closet.

“Y’know that looks real cute on you sweetheart.”

As Hanzo went to walk out of the room he whispered a small “thank you,” while placing a kiss onto the other male's cheek as he walked by right before exiting the bedroom door Hanzo looked behind himself to Cole, “I was thinking we can cook something?”

“Sounds like a plan.”

Cole followed Hanzo out of the room into the small kitchen that their living quarters had. They couldn’t complain about how small it was, most living quarters didn’t have kitchens, they were only an exception because they were living together.

Hanzo let Cole decide on what they were going to eat. He had chosen some sort of skillet meal that reminded him of home. He had gone to pull out a bell pepper without washing his hands before the other male swatted his hand away, “Wash your hands first.”

The brunette nodded, “Yessir,” moving to the sink to wash his hands and right when he was done he felt someone behind him.

“Hold on, don’t move,” Hanzo spoke with a hair tie in his mouth, pulling back Cole’s hair, taking the hair tie from his mouth, tying his hair back, “There, now you can do as you please.”

Cole thanked him with a kiss before Hanzo took Cole’s place at the sink, pulling his own hair back into the loop twice and instead of pulling it through a third time, only pulling the hair halfway through so it’d created almost something resembling a bun. After, washing his own hands.

Soon enough the two had made themselves a meal, a delicious one at that, the two moving to the couch with their plates of food, turning on some movie that the two had been meaning to watch together for weeks now not long into the movie they had set their empty plates onto the side table next to the couch.

The two main characters came on screen, some slow song playing in the background as the characters danced across the TV. Cole got up, extending his hand out to Hanzo who was still sitting.

“Dance with me?”

He nodded, taking his hand and sank into Cole’s arms. Soon enough the two fell into step together letting the rhythm control their movements.

Hanzo looked at the other male, the smile on his face radiating warmth along with the fond look of love in his honey brown eyes. He felt his face flush at this and set his head on Cole’s shoulder.

The two continued to dance, lost in whatever song was playing, along with just being lost in eachother. Somewhere at some point after Hanzo put his head down Cole had placed a kiss on his head, whispering an “I love you,” though there was no reply expected, just a simple statement as the two swayed to the music.

Almost too soon the music had ended on the TV and Hanzo brought his head up, meeting Cole’s as he smiled at the gunslinger, “Well ain’t you finer than a frog’s hair split four ways.”

“English please.”

Cole let out a low chuckle, “Means you’re cute.”

“Well, thank you,” he said quietly with a soft smile.

“‘Course sweetheart, and you look like you’re ready for a little sleep,” he spoke, running his real hand over Hanzo’s cheek and he responded with a nod, “To bed we shall go then.”

Cole cleaned up the remanents of dinner putting their dishes into the sink, that was a problem for later, right now he was just worried about getting into bed.

After cleaning up the living room a little he made his way back into their bedroom where Hanzo had already found himself comfortable in the comforter. Cole climbed into the bed next to him and on his way turned off their bedroom light, wrapping himself around his lover.

The two sat in silence for a while until Hanzo finally spoke, “Did that live up to your rainy day expectations, Cole?”

“More than, but maybe that’s just ‘cause I spent it with you. Everything always better with you.”

“You flirt.”

Thanks for reading! There’s a Masterlist pinned to my acc if you liked reading! Have a good day 💜

[briantravels60]

Day 16 - Sherbrooke to Victoriaville – 91 km

Trail:  hilly, with some steep hills; 388 m up, 361 m down; 14 km paved, 77 km unpaved; A

My accommodations last night were at an Airbnb room called Cozy Sherby. It was a room in a home, with a shared bathroom. It was clean and comfortable and included a self-serve breakfast. Recommended.

The trail was hilly, but not mountainous, and every incline seem to offer a mirrored decline. By the end of the day, this was a welcome rest. By the time I got to the top of each hill, my knees and thighs were aching, throbbing, and burning.

The trail took me through Brompton, Windsor, Richmond, Danville, Warwick. They were nicely spaced apart and left plenty of opportunities for breaks and getting help, if needed.

Leaving Sherbrooke was a PITA, there were 3 detours. In the end I used Google maps to get out of town and find the trail. 

Outside of Sherbrooke the  trail was scenic, it followed the Rivière St-François (St. Francis River) to Richmond. At times the trail was between a busy road and the river and the noise might be annoying. I found it easy to focus on the beauty and ignore the noise.

2 km before Windsor I got my second flat tire. Too far to walk to Windsor, I changed my tube on the trail. The toughest part of the job was keeping the tiny rocks out of the tire so that they didn’t puncture the tube once I reinflated it. In Windsor I took my bike to a local bike shop to get it checked out and verify that I didn’t need new tires. In talking to the maintenance guy, Claude, he told me that he recently rode 1,000 km around Ireland in just 10 days. The kicker was that he was riding an old 1974 (older than him) CCM Targa 10 speed bike. People do crazy things.

In Brompton, I had to take an alternate route due to construction closures on the trail. For those of you that know that I don't like heights might appreciate that I found this skinny crossing to be terrifying.

At Richmond the trail turned away from the river I rode through countryside in the Val St-François.

I was lucky it only rained for about 45 minutes when the weather forecast had predicted 80% probabilty of rain all day. I missed most of it while I was having lunch.

I saw a wild turkey on the trail. They’re huge birds, at least as tall as my handlebars. As I approached this large bird, it stood watching me approach, when I got too close for its comfort, it turned around and started to run on the trail in front of me, and then as I was almost close enough to grab it when it took off in flight. It was quite a majestic thing to see, yet dangerous. It must have decided to take me out because, as it took flight, it dropped quite a significant number of poop bombs before banking to the left. I’m happy to report that there were no casualties.

By the time I got to Warwick I was hungry and I stopped. When I sat down I realized I was exhausted. I enjoyed a local craft beer and dinner before finishing my final leg to Victoriaville.

I arrived in Victorville by just before 8:00 pm and went straight to bed. I was tired, sore and had a running nose. I pretty much felt like crap.

It has become a problem getting home. VIA Rail won’t take my bike, contrary to what the website states. I’ve now decided to fly. My new challenge is getting a bike box and packing in a timely manner.

Today's local trail names: Chemin de Valence, became Sentier de la Rive, which became Sentier de la Valée, which became Parc Linéaire des Bois Francs.