#tryna get this thing a little bit of reach whoops

[poraphia]

hellooo I was laying in bed and had an idea, what if the reader and Wilbur had been talking for a bit like flirting yk, and there streaming (reader isn't a streamer just visiting?) and they get on the topic of birthdays and Wilbur is like "oh when's your birthday I actually don't know!" And it turns out the readers a capricorn (I'm hoping u get this reference and I'm not embarrassing myself)

"A Capricorn, oh, Fuck That!"

➵ PAIRING! cc!wilbur x capricorn!reader

➵ CREATING! 10.12.23 | 940 words

➵ CONTAINING! reader is a capricorn, wilbur and reader being flirty, geogeusser, wilbs singing accoustic

➵ SAYING! poraphia finally doing her requests?? YUHHH im in class rn as im writing this LMAOO. sorry this isnt like my best writing but im tryna get back into the groove

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“Wil, help me!”

The tall man sat back in his chair, smiling smugly as he leaned back. I puffed up my cheeks in frustration as I had lost another round of Geogeusser against an annonymous user.

“I feel like at this point your viewers are stream sniping just to publicly humiliate me.” I sighed. Wil chuckled, now sitting up and scooting his chair close to his desk to examine the screen with me.

“Come on, I know you can do better than that.” He said, clicking the exit screen button. I turned to him, making a pouty face. After he finished adjusting his stream so that his webcam was now in full view, he turned to me. He tapped my nose with his index finger.

“Boop!” He giggled. My frown immediately curved into a smile as a small blush crept on my cheeks. He withdrawed his finger before tapping my nose again. “Boop!” He repeated.

I laughed, waving his hand away. “Okay, okay! I’m not mad anymore.” I looked at his other monitor to examine the chat. “Chat says they want to do a QnA. Should we do a QnA?” I asked. Wil placed his arm on the head of my chair, almost wrapping his arm around me.

“I don’t see why not.” He said, smirking. With his free hand, he reached over to his mouse and turned on text-to-speech donations. Curious, I scooted closer to him to watch his movements. He tilted his head toward mine, leaning into my prescence. “Alright, chat, I turned on donations. Ask away.”

I leaned my head on his shoulder as I watched the chat zoom by on his laptop. My eyes then trailed onto his computer monitor, realizing that his gaze was also on the monitor, admiring our position.

“Hey Wil and (y/n)—!” The text-to-speech voice filled our ears, making me holt back from the sudden noise.

“Ah! Wil that thing is loud!” I complained.

“Whoops, hold up.” He reached over and clicking on some things.

“—random question, but do yall believe in star signs? and what are yall star signs?” the text-to-speech finished it’s question. I tilted my head a bit, slightly thinking.

“I think they’re interesting, but I wouldn’t say I’m a total advocate.” Wil answered. “I like doing little jokey jokes with them though.”

“Oh yeah! That one bit with Charlie when you guys were sailing around in Origins?” I asked. Wil and I had watched the premiere of that video together the day it uploaded.

“Yeah— Oh you know what, that makes me wonder,” He turned his chair fully to look at me. “When is your birthday? I’m sure you’ve told me at least once but it probably just slipped my mind.”

“Wowww, and I thought we were friends.” I teased, crossing my arms.

“To be fair, I forget my own birthday!” Wil argued.

“That’s because you make up fifteen different birthdays for every stream.” I sighed. I turned back around to face the monitor.

“Touche.” He quickly muttered. I laughed, shaking my head. “So, when’s your birthday?” He asked.

“It’s in January, so I think I’m a capricorn?” I said, unsure. I watched Wilbur’s eyes widen a little from the monitor before a sly grin forming on his face. I turned my head to look at him.

“What? Is there something wrong with being a capricorn?” I asked, the confusion seeping into my voice. I looked back at chat only to be met with “A CAPRICORN??” and “YOOOOOOOOOOO”

“Can you give a moment? I need to get my guitar.” Wil said rather ominously. Without a space to talk, he got up and rushed to his bedroom to grab his instrument. In turn, I was left with thousands of people seeing the outright bewilderment on my face.

“Chat, I’m scared, what’s going on?!” I quickly uttered with a breathy laugh lightening my words. Wil came back shortly, clutching his guitar by the neck. I scoot my chair back for him and the guitar to fit back into frame.

“Sing it with me if you know the lyrics, chat, and I know you know the lyrics.” He quickly tuned his guitar as I stared at him dumbfounded. He played a few strings, testing to see if they were making the right notes before playing a familiar strumming pattern.

I bobbed my head to the words, listening to his breathy voice sing the lyrics he had written himself. His eyes fluttered close as he hunched down a little, feeling his music. He finished up the first verse, transitioning onto the verse.

“I’ve been scared of sleeping with the lights on. Know she’s not there. I know she’s going to his flaaat!” He tilted his head a little as he hit the high note. A smile unknowingly crept up on my face. “A capricorn, oh fuck that!”

“What the— Wil—!”

“They say sex sells I know that!” He ignored my shocked expression and continued playing.

“Wilbur!” I exclaimed again. I tried to sound upset, but in reality, my lips were pulled back into a wide smile. Eventually I sunk back in my chair, admiring his concentrated expression as his fingers grazed against the steel strings. His hair gently resting on top of his forehead, covering his eyes as he turned his face down to his guitar.

He could insult my star sign all he wants. As long as he does it in that pretty voice.

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[treesnutsandleaveswrites]

Finding Home

Pairing: The Bad Batch x Reader (Polyam)

Summary: Your mission with the Batch is a success and you get time to relax

Warning: mentions of weapons, fluff, light angst

Word Count: 1582

A/N: Just a little relaxing chapter for you all xoxo

pt xiii, pt xv

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You laid on the ledge, watching over the others through your scope.

“Lodestar, anything?”

“No movement whatsoever.” You responded, looking to your side where Omega was laid next to you with binoculars, “Omega?”

“All clear. Nothing.”

“I’m going in. Echo, cover me.” Hunter affirmed.

You nodded, looking through the scope of your rifle again. You watched as he and Echo made their way through the small valley, moving stealthily between the rocks. You then averted your attention to your surroundings, looking out for some unwanted company. Tech and Wrecker were on the other side of the valley, waiting just above also.

“Um… Lodestar?” Omega caught your attention, “What’s that?”

She handed you the binoculars and helped you look to the direction she was observing beforehand. You then saw the lizard-like creature stalking Hunter and Echo’s trail. You quickly gave the binoculars back before speaking into your communicator.

“Hunter, your 5 o’clock!”

He turned, pulled out his knife, and swiped at the creature. It moved back and hissed at him. You positioned your rifle and prepared to shoot, but then Omega exclaimed.

“Wait! Behind it! Look!”

You furrowed your brows before moving your scope to see a nest full of eggs.

“Hunter! Move away slowly! Put your dagger away!” Omega instructed. He hesitated, but did so, which also caused the creature to retreat.

“There’s an alternate path to your left.” Tech declared, “It’s fairly faster than the one you’re taking now.”

“Better timing next time, Tech.” Echo grumbled.

The lot of you made your way back to the speeder after retrieving what Cid’s client wanted. You helped Omega into the speeder before looking at Wrecker as he readied his bike. You smirked and signalled Hunter to drive the speeder while you made your way to the other speeder bike.

“Race you back, Wreck.”

He laughed, “Oh-ho, ad’ika! You’re on!”

You boarded the bike and nodded to him while starting it up.

“Do us the honors, Omega?” You insisted, which caused her to grin.

“Ready… set… GO!” She cried and you took off with Wrecker, who was whooping.

The both of you egged each other on, but then the speeder caught up and found its place between you two. You looked briefly to see the small smirk on Hunter’s face as he maneuvered the speeder. You laughed and revved the bike, overlapping both the speeder and Wrecker.

“Oh no you don’t, ad’ika!” Wrecker shouted, urging the bike.

You and him were at the same pace, but before you could reach the house, Hunter managed to outrun the both of you. You slowed your bike to a stop before hopping off it and laughing while Wrecker grumbled. Omega cheered as she got out of the speeder while Echo laughed at Tech, who’s hair was unkempt and goggled were dusty. Hunter patted Wreckers shoulder to comfort him. D-5 rolled out of the house, circling you.

“He-Hello! Home, home, home!”

You urged him back towards the house, “Kapu might be back in town. The sun’s not up yet, so we can go see him in an hour or so. Come on.”

Omega rushed into the house with D-5 while you all followed behind her. You and the Batch relieved yourselves of your armor, then you went into the kitchen to make a meal for everyone. Omega played with D-5 on the floor while Hunter was discussing some things with Echo, Tech was messing with one of his devices, and Wrecker was knocked out in one of the chairs. This was a sight you missed, it had something new in it, but was still missing a little bit of something else. You managed a small smile while going back to cooking. You then placed a large bowl down with the food along with some plates.

“Dig in.” You announced.

They didn’t deny the food being offered and started eating. It has been a long time since they’ve had a real cooked meal other than rations and Mantell Mix, so they cherished every bite taken. You stood, watching and admiring them. You were finally relishing that they were really here with you and it wasn’t some fantasy you would often have after the incident on Coruscant. Omega was a great addition to the Batch, but it didn’t fully fill the hole where Crosshair was supposed to be. If he were here, you knew the two of you would be yelling over each other, but then ended up in one another’s arms as if you hadn’t left. You felt a small bump and looked down to see D-5.

“Sad. Star sad.”

You shook your head and crouched down, “You keep bumping into people like that, your balance module will come out of place again.” You pushed him back towards Omega before making your way to the bed where Hunter was sitting, having finished eating. Echo had moved to the sofa where Tech was, talking to him about his arm or something like that. Omega was leaning against the chair Wrecker was sitting on, eyes getting droopy. You laughed gently before going over to her and picking her up.

“C’mon.”

“Not tired.” She murmured as you placed her on the bed behind Hunter, moving the covers so she could get under them.

“Wrecker used to say the same thing.” You whispered while tucking her in.

You turned back to the others while taking your seat again.

“You should rest too.” Echo insisted, “You haven’t since your last mission.”

You shook your head, looking down to your hands, “I… don’t sleep that often anymore. I’ll be alright.”

D-5 rolled in front of you, “Bad-bad dreams.”

You sighed, “Mind your business before I shut you down.” You kicked him gently.

“You sure it wasn’t you who made his balance module wonky?” Tech smirked.

You rolled your eyes, “Wow… when did you find your sense of humor?”

He tossed a pillow from the couch towards you, which you caught.

“Hey,” You whispered, “Omega’s sleeping!”

They all managed to chuckle, nearly all the tension off their shoulders.

“It’s been a while since you’ve all relaxed, huh?’

Echo nodded with a sigh, “We’ve had to deal with a lot… bounty hunters, jobs, even Crosshair…”

“This… is different than just staying on Ord Mantell and waiting for Cid to send us off on a job.” Tech admitted, “It feels almost… like before.”

You nodded, “Yeah… I was thinking the same thing.” You smiled gently, “I really missed this.”

“We missed you, mesh’la.” Hunter murmured, bringing you closer to him and placing a kiss on your head, “So much…”

You looked at them as they all nodded, which caused tears to come to your eyes. Hunter placed a hand on your face and shushed you.

“It’s alright, cyare, we understand.”

Wrecker spoke up, “Are you… are gonna come back with us? To Ord Mantell?”

You took a moment to look at him before shrugging, “I don't have much here. This place was just… refuge. It was never home.”

“Kamino was home-”

“No,” You muttered, “Kamino wasn’t home. Not to me. Kamino was an escape from my past… Home was with you. All of you. That was home.”

“Are you ready to come home then, cyar’ika?”

You looked at them all before nodding, “Yes. Yes, I am…”

*******

You stood in the shop while Kapu talked to Cid through the holo device.

“Yeah, your boys got it. They’ll be back soon.”

“Good. Nice doing business with ya, Kapu.”

“Does that mean I get that date?”

Cid scoffed before hanging up, which caused Kapu to laugh.

“She loves me.”

You rolled your eyes with a smile before heading to him.

“Gonna miss me, Kapu?”

“I’ve been tryna get rid of you, girl!”

You laughed and set down a bag of credits, “Here.”

“What for?”

“Letting me stay here?”

He picked up the pouch and poured it out into his hand, then used another had to take half the pile before putting the rest of the credits back into the pouch and tossing it back to you.

“I ain’t no charity. And take D-5 with you so I don’t need to worry about smashing him with no door again.”

You nodded before walking out with the Batch. You hiked up your bag on your shoulder and looked down at Omega as she was holding D-5.

“Gonky will have a new friend!”

“Gonky still works?” You asked incredulously while Tech nodded.

“Surprisingly, yes.”

After a bit of walking, you all arrived at the ship and you stood there for a moment, taking in the sight of it.

“Wow… still looks the same.”

“Wrecker wanted to put Senator Amidala up there above the hatch.”

“I thought that was just a joke!” You exclaimed.

“He thought it’d cheer us up after Coruscant.”

You shook your head with a smile while boarding the ship.

“I’m glad you didn’t or else I would’ve turned back around.”

Omega rushed in with D-5, climbing up into the gunner’s mount. You furrowed your brows slightly.

“It’s her own little space…”

You nodded, “That’s good. It’s hard dealing with you guys all the time.”

“She’s used to it by now.” Echo laughed before making his way into the cockpit.

You placed your bag down and walked into the cockpit also, relishing the feel of it again. Omega rushed in and sat in the seat that used to be yours. You smiled and took the seat that was once Crosshair’s.

“Alright, setting route for Ord Mantell.” Tech announced as everyone settled in.

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[bapyess1r]

Head Over Heels

03. Changes

Samira’s POV

1 year ago...

“Samira-”

“Fuck off, Javi!” I barked, slamming the door in his face. I was fuming, struggling to get the leash off of my dog’s collar. Imagine this: you’re going to get coffee before work and take your dog for a walk…. just to find your boyfriend tonguing down another girl in the park.

“Hey, hey now...what’s goin’ on here?!” My roommate Brazil asked loudly, her arms crossed defensively. Her girlfriend (also my best friend), Kelly, appeared behind her with a bat.

“Jesus, babe!” Brazil exclaimed as she scurried between us and looked into the peep hole.

“Javi?!” She shouted.

“Kellz? Tell Samira to come here, right now!” Javi ordered.

“Nigga what?!” Brazil snapped, twisting her face in disgust. “He just… Did he really just fucking say that?!”

“Wait- what happened?!” Kelly voiced.

“I was walking Masego and then I checked my phone, and when I look up from my fucking phone, he’s goddamn kissing some fucking rando at fucking Greenleaf!” I sobbed, hot tears running down my face.

“Shit…” Brazil mouthed.

“Go away, Javi!” I yelled.

“Samira, please! Lemme explain-”

“Explain what, bro?!-” I snapped. I was beyond pissed. I was shaking. Brazil came to my side, rubbing small circles into my back as tears continued to fall.

“OK! Maybe you should go, man. Just for a little bit.” She said, cautioning him.

“I’m calling Honey.” Kelly whispered to her beloved as she put the phone to her ear. She patted my shoulder as she moved into the kitchen off to the side so she could hear better.

“Mira! Why won’t you talk to me?!” I could hear him holler.

“Do you seriously have to ask me that shit?!”

“Baby she was NOTHING!”

“And that’s some bullshit if I ever heard it-” Just then, Kelly appeared, linking her arm in mine.

“He’s on the way with Wonho and Shownu.” She told us quickly.

“Alright, Javi, bounce bro! Jooheon is on the way with the boiiz and I definitely don’t want you to catch that kinda ass whooping cuz we cool man-” Brazil warned.

“You think I give a fuck about two chink ass muh’fuckers-” he snapped, banging on the door. Startled, Kelly raised her bat.

“Bro you’re deadass being DUMB- get the FUCK outta there! They on they way-”

“BRUH ION GIVE A FUCK!” Javi interrupted her. I looked into the peephole and he was turning red in the face; muscles straining and veins popping from his everywhere. His brows sewn to the middle as he paced in front of the door.

“That muh’fucker better give a fuck.” Kelly mumbled.

“Hell yeah. I’m not tryna be on the receiving end of Wonho’s any fucking thing…..except-” I began with a raised eyebrow.

“Girl that’s all of us. Even me. And I like vaginas!” Brazil joked, breaking the tension. We shared a brief laugh before I shook my head slowly into tears.

“I just don’t understand….. What did I do?” I bawled. I was truly at a loss for words. I was speechless. I gave Javi….everything. He was my first love, he took my virginity, he gave me a promise ring and swore in front of a room of people that he’d replace it with an engagement ring. I let myself be unequivocally me with him…. and he played me… for who? After a few moments of me crying my heart out in front of the girls, there was a jumble of voices outside the door.

“Ayo what’s good H-”

“Shut up.” I heard Jooheon’s voice interrupt and a light thump from the sound of a fist colliding with a jaw. There was a knock at the door and when Kelly opened up, standing there alone was Jooheon, cradling his injured fist. I ran to the doorway to look down the hall and see Javi being carried away by both Shownu and Wonho’s massive builds. “Are you ok?” He asked me softly, reaching out for me. Without a word, I ran into his arms and just stayed there for a while, crying. He hushed my tears and stroked my hair, kissing the top of my head.

Two Months Later….

There was a knock on my bedroom door but I didn’t answer. “Mira?” I heard Jooheon’s voice say from the other side. My heart jerked but I was too sad to move. “A bunch of us are going to the noraebang in Korea Town…. Wonho and Shownu are going and Maura’s just come from the airport….and your sister, Lydia is in town… she wants to see you, too…” he said trying his best to make me feel better. I huffed.

“Do I have to?” I groaned.

“Absolutely not, peanut, but we’d love it if you did…. I want you there too.” Jooheon said. I laid there and pondered it. It’s been a while now….. I couldn’t be this way forever. Javi made his choice and I needed to move on… I stood up and opened the door just enough to peek through.

“Will I get to sing La-Di-Da-Di?” I asked quite hopefully. Because who doesn’t like singing Mindless Self Indulgence?

“I’ll even make sure you have backup vocals. And I could beatbox if you'd like.” His eyes softened and he gave me the sweetest smile.

“I suppose I could make myself presentable….” I sighed. And with that I turned around to go grab a jacket and a pair of duck boots.

We parked on the street and he fed the meter before taking off down the street. After walking a block, we stopped at a building with a colorfully lit doorway. “Ladies first.” Jooheon smirked, giving a dramatized bow. I popped him on the back of the head playfully and walked down the illuminated staircase. We greeted the owner and Jooheon led me to the room they rented. When we arrived, I could hear them already singing Livin’ On A Prayer at the top of their lungs.The door opened and there was Wonho and Kelly singing loudly and terribly. Just two stepping and playing the tambourine, everyone around the room clapping and cheering them on. Brazil noticed me enter and the biggest smile appeared on her face as she came to hug me.

“I’m so glad you came….” she told me as she gently squeezed me. Shownu’s gentle but stoic face displayed for once a smile. He opened his long arms to me from the red leather couch.

“Come here, booger.” He said sweetly and I ran to jump into his lap, curled up in his embrace as he rocked me to the rhythm of the music. When I looked over, sitting next to him with her arms crossed and a nervous expression was my sister, Lydia.

“Hey, sis.” She said with a small smile.

“Dia. Hi.” I said in surprise.

“I’m sorry to hear about you and Javi…” she said looking down. “Really I am.”

“I’m not…. he didn’t want me anymore and he wasn’t man enough to say so.” I said in a stale tone as I slid off on Shownu’s lap to sit between them.

“I’m glad to hear you’re ok.” He said patting my head.

“Oh no, I’m on the verge of killing myself but I don’t wanna die yet. I refuse to let him be the reason that I leave this earth. I….refuse…” Tears began to spill past the barrier as my friends’ song came to an end and the others came rushing to me. Kelly sat in my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck tightly, sobbing as I sobbed. But then I began to laugh. “Hey now!” I said looking around at the red and blubbering mugs around me. “Y’all look like shit! And red and….wet faced and…” My eyes ghosted over them all and landed on Jooheon. His eyes were red and swollen and he wiped his tears away with a sleeve. “Like someone kicked your puppy! I’m gonna be fine. I promise.” I reassured everyone except myself. Would I be fine? I didn’t know what to do with myself now. Everywhere I went reminded me of him…

“How about a song to cheer you up?” Wonho asked in his gentle but deep voice. Paired with that sweet smile of his, I couldn’t say no. And with that, we commenced karaoke night.

An hour or so passed and I was beginning to lose my voice from screaming and singing and laughing so much. I was having a great time for the first time in a while. I looked around at my friends faces and they were all drunk and happy. All except my Lydia. It wasn’t like her to not participate in karaoke. At any event. She seemed stuck in a way. Like she was nervous to make a decision. And she stayed buried in her phone, texting. I chewed my bottom lip and walked over to sit by her side. “Hiya sis!” I exclaimed with a flop on the couch. She looked startled and suddenly became flustered.

“Samira! Hi! I was looking for you…” she mumbled. I side eyed her a bit.

“I was...standing right in front of you basically… The room’s not that big.” I stated, awkwardly.

“Oh! So you were…” she trailed off and began fidgeting with her fingers. Something was wrong…

“Are you ok?” I asked her as the fear of something bad sat in my chest.

“Is there any way we can talk outside?” She asked me. I stared at her with empty eyes as I nodded and we both left for the hall without notice. But I’m sure they saw.

When I closed the door, the loud music thumped a muted bass line on the other side. Lydia pushed her long, wavy brown hair behind her ear and cleared her throat, taking a deep breath afterwards. She pulled the sleeves of her long orange cardigan over her hands and crossed her arms, staring at the ground. “What did you wanna talk about?” I asked. She sat back in her hips and held her head high as she looked at me to speak.

“Well… Samira. There’s no easy way to say this so I’ll just come out with it…..” she began in a shaky voice. I frowned, knitting my brows together tightly and flaring my nostrils. My heart was beating faced and my fists clenched up as I prepared to hear the news. “I…. I….” Her lips began to tremble and she seemed to cease breathing. “It was me.”

“Huh?” I asked confused.

“It…. it was me… Javi was kissing me at the park. It was me, Samira….” she said hanging her head, tears dripping onto the floor. I wasn’t sad as much as I was angry. I had so much rage boiling inside me that I was shaking; I couldn’t speak properly. I was just a stuttering mess.

“Y-You….” I lifted a shaky finger to point at her, stammering.

“Mira, I’m sorry…. I’m so so sorry-” And like a switch, I almost became someone else. My hand grabbed a fistful of her sewn in hair and threw her to the floor, screaming. I don’t know what happened in the next two minutes. But when I came to, Wonho was holding me by the waist, suspending above the ground; kicking and screaming and yelling. My hands hurt and my eyes burned. My sister was on the floor, disheveled and shaky, crying. Her lip was bleeding and she had a few marks on her face that Shownu was looking at and tending to. Kelly was in front of me trying to grab my attention as Wonho dragged me away, Jooheon standing between us all looking at us in shock.

“Calm down, booger-” Wonho said in a hushed tone, restraining me like a wild animal with rabies.

“I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU!!!!!!!!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.

“OOOOKAY!!!! Honey! Close out the tab, karaoke is done. Now!” Kelly barked, following Wonho as he carried me out. “And meet me at the crib.”

Author’s Note:

I hope you guys aren’t disappointed yet. There is a part two of this chapter coming soon. Pls keep reading 🥰

[ravengorge]

Unpleasant SANSation

Chapter one

Your eyes flickered towards the door, your body twitched and flinched at the slightest sounds that came from upstairs. Sans seems to have came back, and that meant having to endure his frightening presence and unwanted attention.

You squeezed your eyes shut tightly as you heard the telltale sound of a key turning against the old rusted metal lock. You wondered dimly at how old this building was to have such rusty locks and squeaky hinges, before focusing back on your original panic.

Trying to force you breathing at a normal pace, so as to not hyperventilate, you pressed yourself closer to the corner wall you had inhabited. Your long h/c hair stuck uncomfortably to your neck, having broken out into a sweat despite the damp and cold atmosphere of the basement.

Your hands reached up and covered your dainty ears as you heard the floorboards creak under Sans’ weight as he came down the stairs. You squirmed and resisted the urge to open your eyes as he came further down the stairs—towards you. He stopped at the bottom stair and then there was nothing but silence. Save for the involuntary whimper that escaped your own throat. Silently cursed and berated yourself for showing him any signs of you fear, you held your breath in an attempt to not do it again. But honestly, who were you kidding? The basement air was so thick with your fear, Sans could practically cut it with his most beloved axe.

You shuddered violently as you recalled that horrifying axe, stained and chipped from only god knows what. The handle had been worn down from Sans’ relentless grip on it, meaning it had been well used. You were most certain that you would meet your end at that dreadful axe when he finally tired of this sick and twisted game that he played with you.

Honestly, you can only blame yourself for ending up in this situation. You knew you weren't supposed to go into the unexplored Undergrounds. The police had even taped off the area when the monsters first emerged. But Town Ebbot was such a bumpkin town with only a handful of police officers, and you were a girl hungry for new exploration and adventure—well you most certainly got more than you asked for. It hadn't been difficult to even get into the Undergrounds.

What you hadn't been expecting though, was to find a monster still in the Undergrounds.

‘And to think, he had seemed so harmless when I first met him.’ You thought to yourself bitterly.

And he had been harmless, big smile on his face, cracking jokes, and eager to talk to you and answer any questions you had about monsterkind and his home. He had been harmless, up until the moment you had tried to head back home. Then that lead to him offering to lead you to the entrance, but instead finding yourself in a situation out of a horror movie. God how you wished it were a horror movie, at least you would be alive and could go home after the curtains closed.

You had always been too trusting, but it had never gotten you into too much trouble in your life. Much less gotten you chained up in some basement by a skeletal freak who seemed to take enjoyment in your discomfort and fear—well, that is until now of course.

Speaking of that creep…where was he? Why couldn't you hear him any longer? Had he left already? Perhaps he had just been checking up on you? To make sure you hadn't somehow escaped. Yeah, fat chance of that happening.

Sitting stiffly against the wall, you dropped your hands from around your ears to listen closely to the still silence of the basement. You sat there for several moments, the only thing heard to your perked ears were the sounds of your own ragged breathing.

After hearing nothing but silence, you sagged heavily against the wall with a sigh of relief. You couldn't deal with that creature anymore today anyways.

Finally, having mustered up the courage, and having already reassured yourself that Sans had indeed left, you flicked open your eyes.

And then promptly started to scream.

******

“shh, shh, ‘s ok sweetheart. jus’ me.”

You quickly cut your screaming off, flinching into the wall shielding your face with your arms as Sans raised his clawed skeletal fingers to your face to touch you.

How? How did he get across the room without you hearing? Sans was a very heavy monster, you knew having already tried to fight your way past him to get to the door. That's why you had a chain around your ankle now. So, how could he have walked across the room and sat mere inches from you without you not hearing? And why? Why had he just sat there and watched you?

You were brought back from all the questions tumbling around in your head, when you felt his, oddly warm, fingers wrapped around your arm. He firmly pulled both arms away and held them tightly against the ground. Feeling hot tears spill down your cheeks, you squeezed your eyes shut in the vain hope of stopping them.

You felt, rather than heard, Sans sit back. That would've brought you relief, except Sans still had an almost painful grip on your wrist, and had promptly dragged you forward into him as he moved.

“ain't hurtin’ ya and you’re cryin’.” Sans said, annoyance clear in the tone he used. His fingers tightened around your wrists before you let out a soft squeak of pain.

At the sound of that, Sans immediately let go of your tiny wrists. But when you opened your eyes once more and attempted to scramble off his lap, Sans’ arms wrapped around you, trapping you.

“don't move.” Sans growled, and you froze in your fruitless struggle. This was new, Sans hadn't done anything like this before. In the weeks he's kept you down here he'd only spoken to you and occasionally reached out to smooth your hair or brush his fingers across your arm. Now while his little touches weren't wanted, you most certainly preferred them to this forceful embrace.

"shh, shhhh, see. youre bein such a good girl now." Sans cooed, as if he were praising a startled stray dog. He tugged you closer and you grimaced as you felt the sharp edges of the hole in his head, digging painfully into the top of your head as he nuzzled you.

"so good, so good, and all mine." His tone became possessive as he dug his skeletal fingers into his skin, breaking skin.

Pulling back away, his eyes landed hungrily on the droplets of blood welling up from where his fingers had been moments ago.

"heeheeheehee, whoops." He mumbled, not looking sorry one bit. Sans then dipped a finger in a drop of blood, dragging it across your arm to smear it, before popping the finger into his mouth. He actually leaned forward against you and fucking moaned . Like the bastard was getting off on your blood or something.

Still trapped by his steel like grip on your wrists you opened your mouth.

"Please, please let me go. I won't tell anyone. Please, I promise. I have family, they're looking for me." Your words came rushing out like word vomit. You couldn't see Sans face, as he currently had the top of his head on your shoulder, however you did feel his fingers tightened threateningly around your wrists.

"why d'ya always talk about leavin?" He growled, actually fucking growled. Like a dog or something.

"ya hav'ta stay. can't lettem see ya, theyll take ya from me. fuckin vanilla will think he owns ya, cuz yer in his timeline. and red, that horny bastard, will tryna fuck anythin in a skirt. and pup, he'll know, he'll know what ya are t'us." Sans rambled on, about who you had no idea, but he finally leaned back to look you in the eyes. While you tried to hold eye contact with his… eyelight? But being the coward you were, you just dropped your gaze to the floor like you usually did.

"it's okay m'little treat. ya jus gotta stay here. where it's safe."

You shuddered violently, not feeling safe in the least. You were terrified of the large threatening skeleton and his crazy rambling. You just wanted to go home, but you had an unnerving feeling that you wouldn't be going home for a very very long time.

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Camping trip- JJKxReader

1,850 words/ fluff story.

"Are you ready for the camping trip babe?”  Your boyfriend, Jungkook, said as he slammed the packed trunk down.  “I got everything in the trunk and the boys are waiting for us there."  

"Yeah, I just had to get the bug spray and sunscreen bottles.  Let's goooo!" You said that last part playfully as you got into the car.  Putting both bottles into the cup holder.  Then quickly buckled up (safety first kids 👌).    

We headed off to the Noeul Campground.  We've only been there once, so we had to use the annoying ass GPS to get there.  Her voice gets on my nerves.  So robotic and to be honest, a little creepy.  

The drive from Seoul to the camp ground was about a 40ish minutes drive.  On the way there, we headed to a convenience store and got some snacks then headed off again.  

"How can you eat those?!  Wasabi almonds are gross Y/n." Jungkook said in a disgusted manner, scrunching up his face at the thought of the taste.  

"Yah! Leave me and my delicious almonds alone, banana milk boy. "  You retorted stuffing some more of them in your mouth, feeling the quick burn of the wasabi.  

"Yoongi Hyung should've never given you some.  You're obsessed with these babe.  I'm gonna have to contact the producer of 'My Strange Addiction' then have them show you on it."  He joked.  You  slapped his shoulder.  You didn't hit him super hard though, because he is driving after all and we don’t want to get into a crash.

"Yah!  I'm not obsessed, I just like these a lot.  Anyways, aren't we almost there?"  You said annoyed by Jungkook’s joke.  You folded up the bag of the wasabi almonds, sunscreen, and bug spray.

"Yeah, just a few more miles till we get there.  So about... 12 minutes or so till we get there." He guessed.  "Also, we gotta hurry and build the tent cuz I wanna go hiking and sightseeing."  

"Alright, I'll text the boys to get started on that.  So when we do get there they'll have most of it done."  You sent the boys in the group chat to get started on building the tents and settle everything down.

IN THE GROUP CHAT: JIN’S BABIES

Y/N:  Yo! We are almost there, could y'all get started on the tents?  JK wants to go hiking

JOONIE:  Oh hey Y/N, alright we can do that ASAP. 

JIN:  Text us when you guys get here.  Also, remember that cute hispanic girl from my acting class? Amanda Perez? Well she came with us on the trip too

Y/N:  Yeah I remember her.  She’s in my Psychology class.  Quiet girl but nice tho 

JIN:  She doesn’t talk to a lot of people, but once you get to know her, she’ll yap her mouth off.  She reminds me of Yoongi in that way a lil bit

YOONGI:  Yah! Hyung, Y/N,  do me a favor and shut the fuck up! Im tryna sleep but my phone keeps going off and vibrating!

Y/N:  Yoongi it like 2 in the afternoon! Stay the fuck awake you grumpy old coot! 

YOONGI: Brat 😤 I’m not an old coot!

Y/N:  I said grumpy old coot lol

Jimin:  She right tho hyung lmaoooooo

~

A few more minutes had passed after you had turned your phone off and rested your eyes for a bit.  Enjoying the car ride.  Songs by Playd3ad played in the background.  You didn’t notice that we had neared our destination.  

“Take a right turn and you have reached your destination.” The GPS lady had said in that annoying monotone robotic voice.  You opened your eyes and turned to Jungkook turning into a parking spot.  

“Hey beautiful, we’re here~”  He said ruffling my hair, making it even more messy than it already is.  Since I hadn’t brushed it this morning.

 He took the keys out of the ignition.  I texted the boys that we’re here.  I grabbed the two bottles out of the cup holder before he got out of the car.  He then got out and opened my door for me, since both of my hands were full.  I whipped my head down and put my hair up in a ponytail. Then Jungkook popped open the trunk and pulled out 3 big fluffy blankets, our bags, and the mini grill.  Handed me the blankets and he carried the rest down to the spot where we’d meet the crew.  

“Hey lovebirds!  Took ya long enough!” Tae said, taking the blankets from my hands and both bags from JK and placing them in one of the “rooms” in the huge tent.  You rolled your eyes at Taehyung’s statement.

“Hey guys, where do I put the grill?” JK asked, holding said object and waved it around.  

“Just put right over there for now.  We’ll figure it out later after our hike.” Namjoon said pointing at a spot near the fire pit. 

You sat in the red camping chair that was next to Amanda’s purple camping chair.  Who was playing in the ashes in the fire pit with a stick.   

“Hey Amanda.  Lovely day isn’t it?” 

“Oh, hey, Y/N.  Yeah it’s a good day to go camping.”  She said shyly, still doodling in the ashes.  

“Hey Jimin? Where did you put that huge ice chest?  I was gonna put the soju bottles in there.” Yoongi asked, holding up the box of bottles.

“In my ‘room’ of the tent.  Ice should already be in it, as well as a variety of sodas, water bottles, and a variety of sub sandwiches for the ones who have a ‘special’ diet.” Jimin said, signing quotations on the word special.  Jimin was talking about you and Jungkook’s diet, since you’re both pescetarians and eat fish for a “meat”.

“K, thanks Chim.” Yoongi said before leaving to go into the tent to fill the chest up some more.  

“Hey Yoongi? Can you get me a water bottle, please?” You yelled so he could hear you.

He didn’t say anything back, so you figured he didn’t hear you. 

Jungkook came out of the tent with his arm wrapped around Yoongi’s neck.  

“Here Y/N.  I stuck my entire arm in the ice chest to get the coldest one.  You’re welcome.”  He said coldly.  You would have to know Yoongi to understand his...odd ways of kindness.  You’ve known him since you were in high school together. We lived in the same neighborhood, so we walked to and from school together often. 

“Thanks, Frosty.”  You said smiling.  Frosty was a nickname you gave him because he would eat them all the time for “breakfast”, and because he kinda comes off a little cold if you don’t know him.

“Yeah, whatever, tiny.”  

“I am only two inches smaller than you! I ain’t that short!”  You said defensively.  You stood up and crossed your arms, sighing loudly.  “I may be tiny, but everyone knows that I got the bigger di-”

“Okay! And who wants to go on that hike?” Jungkook yelled, clapping his hands, cutting you off before you could finish your sentence.  

You glared at your boyfriend for cutting you off.  But took the bug spray and sunscreen out of the cupholder in your chair and sprayed them both on.  Then handed it to the next person, until everyone who wanted to join was protected from bug bites and sun burns.  

~

The nature trails were gorgeous in every aspect of the word. The weather is just perfect today; not too hot, sunny, a light breeze blowing, feels great. The trees are so green and flowers are in full bloom. Spring is finally here! Your favorite season.  

Jungkook held your hand, swinging it as you both walked the trail together.  He looks so happy to be with you and his best friends in this place, all together.

We were at the end of the trails and started at the big, beautiful, rocky caves.   Ready to be climbed on.  

“Now be careful guys.  I don’t want anyone falling off and/or getting injured.  Alright?”  Jungkook said, gathering everyone in a group circle, like a shepherd and the sheep.  “Now, I want everyone to pair up with a partner.  I of course, will be with, Y/N.”  He smirked, turning to face you and planted a chaste kiss on your lips.  

“Alright.”  Everyone said in unison.  Finding a partner amongst themselves.  Jungkook and you, Jin and Amanda, Namjoon and Hobi, and last but not least, Yoongi, Jimin, and Taehyung.  

Everyone climbed up to the top and screamed and shouted how they were “Kings’ of the world!”  Which made you laugh at first, then you figured, why not join in on the fun as well.  As you screamed at the top of your lungs, 

“I’M THE QUEEN OF THE WORLD!”

Jungkook placed his arm around my waist raising his fist in the air screaming as well.  When we were done, he took my chin in his hand and kissed me passionately and sweetly.  We both smiled and laughed into the kiss enjoying the moment.  Everyone whooped and hollered, we laughed and you broke the kiss.  Jungkook looked deeply into your eyes and took a deep breath in before he spoke.  

“I love you so much, Y/N.  You make me the happiest man alive.  I don’t know where I’d be if I hadn’t met you.  You’ve changed my life and the way I look at life now.”  

You laughed at his words, know how he says the darnest things at random moments.  “I love you too, Kookie.”  

He got down on one of his knees.  “So… Will he marry me, Y/N?”  He took out a tiny box from his jean pocket, opening it up to reveal a black and white diamond engagement ring with a rose gold band.  The same one you were both looking at Jared’s a couple month’s back.  You admired the ring’s unique pattern and look.  You were so surprised by his action, you just stood there, mouth wide open, and bug eyed.  

“I-I… Jungkook…” You started to say, but your voice broke and tears started to leak from your eyes.  Your hand covering your mouth.  Everyone around you looked nervous, wondering what you’re about to say.  I wiped my tears with my hands and took a deep breath in, then looked into his deep brown eyes.  

“Jungkook, yes!  Yes, I’ll marry you!”  I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him once again. 

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○○ eyez | five

March 1, 2015

“Alright, so—I just need you to check in on the place every so often. At least twice a week. And don’t be going in my shit,” Omari dragged the last of Beija’s bags out into the hallway, and she huffed slightly as she looked at her phone, checking the time before she slipped it back into her pocket. “And you gotta call me...at least every other day,” She added.

“You sure I won’t be bothering you, ma?” The man asked as he dusted his hands against his jeans. “Where are you going anyway? You still ain’t told me,” He tilted his head as he stared down at the smaller woman.

“Think of it as a long vacation. Don’t worry too much about it,” She gently patted his cheek, and he rolled his eyes playfully as they both took hold of all of her bags and headed down the hallway towards the elevator.

It had been a bit over three months since Beija and Omari had met, and despite her reservations she had found a great friend within him. For the longest time they were spending time out and about New York when the two weren’t occupied with work. She hadn’t allowed him into her home aside from letting him walk her to the front door, but it didn’t stop him from inviting her over to his place. Many nights were spent hanging out, watching movies, and having long conversations that seemed to go late into the evening hours. It was actually kind of bittersweet for Beija to be leaving for the tour—she wouldn’t be seeing Omari for a while. On the other hand, she was ready to get out into the world and get such a rare opportunity.

“You gonna miss me while I’m gone?” Beija asked as the two headed outside, waiting on the taxi. She turned to Omari before she smirked, the subtle expression only broadening when he began to smile. “You can say it,” She sweetly coaxed, and he laughed softly to himself.

“Yeah...I am gonna miss you,” He said, and she raised her eyebrows before he chuckled lowly. “You didn’t expect that, did you?” He challenged.

“Not really, no,” She laughed softly before one of the taxi cabs pulled up to the curb. “But I’m gonna miss you too. That means you gotta Skype me whenever you can,” She instructed.

“I will, I promise,” He said before he held out his arms. Beija smiled before she walked into his arms, the two of them hugging one another before he slowly slid his hands up and down her back. “I’ll see you in...April, right?” He nodded.

“Yep,” She pulled back before she noticed the cab driver had put her bags away into the car. She waved before she got into the taxi and pulled from the curb.

As the taxi rolled through the streets, Beija let out a small sigh as she began to get comfortable in her seat. She unlocked her phone when she felt it vibrate, seeing that she had some unanswered texts.

“Have fun on tour! Be safe, make sure to get your work done too, and don’t do anything crazy,” Said one text from her mother.

Beija laughed to herself before quickly texting back. “Thanks, love you! See you at graduation,” She sent off the message before seeing the next couple of texts.

“Hey, sis—have a good flight. See you tonight,” From Ibrahim. “Have a safe flight!” From Cody and Dame. “Just got to the airport, actually. Maybe I’ll see you lol,” Replied Bas, who she had texted when she woke up earlier that morning. Last was what seemed to be a mass-sent text from Jermaine: “Just got to Eugene. Have a safe flight, y’all.”

Beija sent off some texts to reply to them all before she locked her phone, sitting back in her seat. Sometime later she finally got to JFK and after checking her bags and stopping at a Starbucks for some breakfast, she went towards her gate where her flight would be, and she saw Bas sitting near the check-in stand, scrolling through his phone.

“Bassy,” Beija sang once she got into his earshot, and he glanced up before he stood up to hug her. “You ready for tour?” She sat down next to him with her carry-on, sitting it next to her boot-clad feet.

“I’m always ready,” He chuckled lowly before he ran his hand across his cheek. “What about you, though? I know this gonna be a new thing for you,” He said.

“Oh, yeah. I’m more worried about handling these last classes I’m doing,” She said before she crossed her legs at the ankles.

“Word. I’m really glad you got to come with us, it’d be boring without you,” He chuckled. “But how do you feel about that? You finna get another degree—that’s gotta feel good.”

“It does! I feel like I’m following all my dreams and everything is falling together. I just hope that now that the easy part is over, that this new chapter coming won’t have me all fucked up,” She said as she shook her head.

“Beija Demarco...being worried. Can’t believe it,” He smacked his lips, making Beija chuckle. “I’m deadass! You really be holding it down,” He complimented.

“I learn from the best. Y’all got your shit together too so don’t even trip off me,” She chuckled a bit before she looked back, hearing the flight attendant announce the first set of passengers allowed to board. “Well, it’s go time,” She huffed as she stood to her feet. Bas stood up along with her and the two got in line to prepare to board.

The flight was a little over eight hours long—in the meantime, Beija did what schoolwork she could while she was on the flight. If she wasn’t working, she was reading or sleeping. She wanted to be able to actually rest when she got to Oregon, and this would have to be the best way to do so. Thankfully she wouldn’t be the only person having to do footwork, so she would be able to successfully balance whatever Ib needed her to do and her obligations to school.

When she and Bas got off their flight, they nabbed a taxi and headed for the designated hotel where everyone had reserved a room. With parting words for the evening, Beija was left to her own devices. She got to her hotel room and settled in before she sighed, laying across the bed before she huffed lowly. “So tired,” She mumbled to herself before she heard her phone vibrate against the side table.

Rolling over, she grabbed her phone before unlocking it and seeing the text notification. Unlocking her phone, she read over the latest text from Jermaine: “Heard you made it. What room you in?”

She sat up slowly, resting on her elbows as she began to text him back. “709. Why you tryna bother me?” She chuckled to herself before she sat up in bed, kicking off her boots so they’d land on the floor.

“Everybody else finna sleep and I’m hungry. Don’t get cute,” The next text made her laugh softly as she turned on the television, using the remote to flick through the stations.

“Don’t know what you’re talking about. But you bringing me food?” She sent off the text before she accessed her Instagram app on her phone. She scrolled through her feed before liking a couple pictures, taking a selfie of her own before uploading it, deciding to leave the picture devoid of a caption as she usually did.

“Maybe. Come open the door, though.”

Beija heard two soft knocks at the door, and she glanced up from her phone before tossing it onto the mattress. Climbing out of the king-sized bed, she made her way towards the door before peeking through the peephole to ensure that Jermaine was actually at the door. Unlocking the door, she opened it before she glanced up at him. “Hey,” She greeted.

“Come on with me. We can get some food and come back,” He said, and she nodded as she allowed him inside the room while she went to retrieve her shoes and other items. After she grabbed her wallet, phone, and hotel key, the two headed out of her room and down the hallway. “How was your flight?” He asked as they continued towards the elevator.

“Long,” She huffed as she moved some of her curls out of her face. “If I wasn’t sleep I was up working on my homework,” She said.

“Oh yeah, lil’ school girl gotta get her study on,” He teased, chuckling when Beija attempted to push him away. “Try a little harder than that,” He continued to jest.

“You’re so fuckin’ rude. My nerves—you on ‘em,” She pointed at him.

A smile spread across Jermaine’s face, a bit of laughter slipping from his lips when Beija rolled her eyes. “Don’t be like that. It’s all love, remember?” He coaxed.

“It ain’t gonna be love when I whoop your ass,” Once the two reached the elevator, she pressed the button to beckon the elevator car, turning to face him.

“You? Whooping my ass? You’re like three feet, baby girl,” He held a hand out to hover just above her head, snatching his hand away before Beija could smack it away.

“I’m five four, thank you very much! And that don’t matter—you can still get rocked, Lamarr,” She said, and he raised his eyebrows.

“Oh we going into middle names? Shit ain’t even fair; I don’t know yours,” He complained.

“I don’t know yours,” Beija mocked, laughing once Jermaine sucked his teeth. “Crybaby. You don’t need to know,” She teased.

“You ain’t right,” He laughed as the elevator door opened, and the two stepped onto the elevator. “So...I wanna know somethin’, forreal. What made you want to become an A&R? Like, I know you told me when we met but I mean like—what was the moment that you knew this was your career choice?” He asked.

“Well, I think I just knew I wanted to be in the music industry somehow,” She leaned against the wall as she placed her hands into her pockets. “My mom and dad had all the old records you know—the Donny Hathaway, the Natalie Cole. Isley Brothers, Commodores, all that. And I remember during the summer time we’d have a big cookout,” Beija smiled at the memory, chuckling to herself. “It’d be the whole hood, family from across town. My dad’s people from New Orleans would come through too. My dad would get on that grill, and we’d eat and just talk. And music would play...it was happy times. Still happy times, you know?” She nodded.

“So you wanted to replicate the feeling. Get it out on a wide scale,” Jermaine assumed.

“Actually...yeah, that’s exactly it! I remember when I first heard Minnie Riperton sing. ‘Lovin’ You’ is still my shit—it made me feel so warm within. Like I was in love. I wanted to make somebody feel that through music, so I tried to sing, right?” She began to laugh.

“Oh hell no,” Jermaine laughed along with her as the elevator opened. The two stepped off the elevator and began to walk through the lobby, heading out into the cool night air. “I can only imagine you trying to hit that whistle,” He laughed a bit harder.

“Not too much, okay?” Beija giggled as they reached a Range Rover—it was what she could assume was his rental car while they were in town. He unlocked the door and opened her passenger door for her, helping her into the car before he jogged around to his side, getting in.

“Okay, so I assume the singing didn’t work out,” J seemed to not be able help but to smirk a bit as he spoke. “So what did you try to do next?” He asked curiously as he buckled his seat belt, starting up the car soon after.

“Well, I tried to learn an instrument—the piano. I’m not very good, though,” She nodded. “Then I was like, ‘Ooh, I’ll produce!’ I don’t have the ear for it, though. Could not at all,” She shook her head as she relaxed against the leather seat, crossing her legs slowly. “But then I realized that I knew what good music sounds like, what it feels like,” She stared out the window as they drove. “I remember I was about to start college, and Alicia’s ‘As I Am’ album came out—I was a teaching major, and I was planning on becoming a music teacher. I heard ‘Prelude to a Kiss,’ and I realized that I could still be a part of the industry. I wanted to find more artists that could make the world feel this...connection to music, that I think is slowly fading away as marketing becomes more important than the craft,” She

“Damn. That’s some deep shit, honestly. But I think that’s amazing that you have such a love for music like that. Not many people do these days like you said,” He nodded.

“Yeah! So that’s why I went for this job. This label, specifically. Like...I love you guys,” She laughed nervously. “Like not just as my people now, but like as artists—I respect you guys and that’s why I couldn’t see myself being anywhere else but Dreamville.”

“Oh? Look at this, you opening up,” Jermaine laughed a little bit. “But I appreciate you saying that. Because for real, like at the end of the day all these trends gon’ end one day but the legacy remains, you know? Fuck the sales, fuck the money—what’s left behind when you gone? What will people say about the way you made them feel?” He explained.

“Ugh, yes. That’s exactly what I mean. I want the music to be about the music again, not about the lifestyle or the money. I think the public deserves better than what other people give them a lot of the time,” She replied, and he nodded a bit.

“Man...ain’t shit to eat out here,” J mumbled lowly before he let out a wad of air. “You like Chick-fil-A? Because I don’t see shit else I like,” He explained.

“Do I? Boy, get in that drive-thru!” She laughed, and he smiled softly as he turned into the parking lot of the restaurant, heading towards the drive-thru line.

Once they order their food and drinks, the two headed back towards the hotel, making camp in Beija’s room. Once the two finished eating they found themselves talking again, laid across her bed. “Okay so, you got three brothers? How’d you survive? I barely got by with Zach,” Jermaine said, speaking of his own brother.

“Yeah—two older, one younger. But it actually made me tougher in my eyes,” She said as she ran her hand over her hair. “If you can survive constant roasts and fights as a girl amongst guys, you can handle anybody,” She spoke as she played aimlessly in her curls.

“I bet. I can tell you don’t let nobody put fear in your heart,” He said as he glanced up towards the television, which played a rerun of ‘Good Times.’

“I don’t. Nobody scares me but my parents and God Herself,” She said, and she noticed the way J looked at her. “What?”

“You think God’s a female?” He asked, and she nodded.

“Gotta be. Why you think women give birth and not men? We’re resilient as fuck—we work three times as hard to get equal recognition to men, we endure menstrual cycles, we have whole ass kids...all the while most of us try to uphold the stupid ass standards of today’s society, too. There’s no way we aren’t the direct image of God,” She explained.

“Hm...so what do you think of the Bible? I’m curious now,” He rubbed his hand against his beard.

“Bullshit,” She sucked her teeth softly. “The Bible was written by a bunch of men who figured they’d use the name of God to control what they want to control. Why do you think only one percent of the entire publication mentions women?” She asked.

“You lying,” He challenged.

“When’s the last time you read a bible, Jermaine?” She looked up at him, and he sucked his teeth before he began to laugh. “Uh-huh. Just like I thought,” Beija smiled as she went back to playing in her hair. “But for real, most of the women in the Bible were vilified. You ever noticed that? That’s mess to me, all things considering. Eve was made because Adam was lonely...not the other way around. So that’s how I know women are always needed. We’re more powerful than anyone could think,” She said.

“I will agree with that. Y’all some special people,” She glanced up to notice him watching her, a small smile spread across his lips. Her smile seemed to mirror his, their gaze locked on each other for a moment.

“So, tomorrow—are you ready?” She asked, and he shrugged a bit.

“Honestly? I’m kind of nervous if you want me to keep it all the way real with you,” J let out a small sigh. “This, for me...is a real personal album, you know? I mean, I always tell stories through my music but this time I’m in a different place. Hopefully I can really showcase and project that tomorrow and make people understand where I was at in that moment,” He said.

“Hm...ooh! Let’s try something,” Beija hopped out of bed before she sat down on the ground. Jermaine raised an eyebrow as he watched her cross her legs Indian style. She glanced up at him and smiled. “Come on,” She urged.

She watched as he slowly climbed out of bed, sliding off his sneakers before he sat down in front of her, crossing his legs. “So what we finna do...some cult shit?” He asked skeptically.

“No, just...take my hands,” She held out her hands to him.

“Hell naw. You finna call the corners and I’m not about to do this with you,” He said, and Beija laughed as she shook her head.

“Jermaine, come on! Don’t you trust me?” Her voice softened, and she took his hands in hers. When he finally seemed to relax, she nodded slowly. “Beyoncé did this once, so I know it will work,” She said.

“Oh, of course,” He flatly replied, and she chuckled softly.

“Shut up and close your eyes, okay?” She waited for him to close his eyes, and she gently squeezed his hands in approval. “Listen to my voice. Now...imagine tomorrow. Imagine you on stage in front of everyone. Imagine all the love that everyone has for you, and how much they connect with you. Now breathe deeply....in and out,” She watched as he began to breathe deeply, and she nodded. “Good. Inhale love and energy, and exhale doubt and negativity,” She said.

“Inhale love and energy,” J mumbled as he kept his eyes closed, breathing in deeply. “Exhale,” He sighed. “Exhale doubt and negativity,” He finished.

“Good...” Beija waited for him to finally open his eyes, and a small smile spread across her lips. “Do you feel better?” She asked.

“I actually do, surprisingly,” He tilted his head before he smiled gently. “So you a therapist or some shit too?”

“Shut up,” Beija laughed a bit before she let go of his hands, placing hers in her lap. “I just thought you needed that. Gotta just breathe,” She said before she furrowed her eyebrows. “I’m surprised that you of all people are nervous about performing. I’d expect it maybe from the other guys but you? Never,” She added.

“Even I get nervous, Miss Beija. Not everybody can have it together like you,” He shook his head slowly.

“I don’t always have it together, actually. But that’s how I get through it. I take a moment to breathe—I want you to think of it whenever you get nervous,” She nodded.

“You know, I will. Thank you,” He nodded before he stared down at the watch on his wrist. “Fuck, it’s getting late. I really should take my old ass to bed before I won’t be no good tomorrow,” The two slowly got themselves off of the floor, and Jermaine began to put his shoes back on.

“Right? We’ll both be looking like zombies,” Beija laughed softly before she looked up at him. “But I’m glad you came through—I had a lot of fun talking to you tonight,” She admitted.

“Me too, honestly. You’re really dope...I mean that,” For some reason, Beija felt that weird feeling at the pit of her stomach again. It was identical to the feeling she got when she and J were on the phone together at Christmas Eve. She couldn’t place it.

“So are you,” She smiled as he held out his arms, and she seemed to embrace him without thinking. She wrapped her arms around his torso, her head gently nestled against his chest. He smelled like some kind of cologne—something spicy, almost like cinnamon or something of the sort, and he was warmer than she would have ever expected. As quick as the moment came, the moment passed, and she pulled from him before he headed for the door. “Oh, J?”

“Huh?” He looked over his shoulder, reaching for the handle of the door.

“My middle name...it’s Imani,” She said, and she noted the broad smile that crossed his face. Soon enough he left the room, and she was left alone to clean up the trash they had left behind. After taking a shower and getting into some night clothes, Beija got into bed before she laid back against the pillows, staring at the ceiling before closing her eyes, letting out a soft sigh. Tomorrow would the beginning of a long Spring and Summer, and she was hoping that whatever came would bring her more happy memories.

[survivorsolomonislands]

Episode 1 Part 1 "Hit the Ground Walking” - Matt

YALL IM FUCKING SCREWED!!! I don’t think Karen likes me that much - she’s close with Linus. Who by the way has me blocked on facebook. So I pretty much have no options on this tribe and I’m completely fucking fucked. I’m just gonna try to band together with people who don’t talk as much and aren’t all that outspoken and aren’t cliquey and work with them to save myself bc RN!!! im looking like first boot!!!

give me like 10 idols now

oh so now you guys put a link up while ive been talking to myself for the past 2 hours. 

i’m going to stab everyone with this machete and the only person who can stop me is on the other tribe (jk i love everyone here except for like the one person who hasnt responded to me yet)

“if you know how i feel then why would you say that like you put me in such an uncomfortable situation like you know I’m not happy” how this freak win all the games lately 

so it’s crazy johnny is in this game and i have him blocked i hate myself huh? and monty is talking to me and ryan is so i hope i am good with this tribe i am nervous, but ready.

Oh wow. Im-back-bitches.gif. So this tribe is something else. There Karen Lexi and RTP and Karen wants us to make a solid four, but I can count and that leaves 6 people out, and 6>4 so we need at least one if not two more people. My picks are chrissa because I have a good relationship with her already, and then maybe Mitchell because we’ve been talking the most. And then if Lexi know Zachariah then that’s another one. Beyond that, there’s Dana and some other people who I can’t remember 🙃 I know I’ve been talking to one of them but idk who that is and I don’t have the energy tonight to figure it out lol.

So basically the plan for the next few days until I get back to the us is to build groundwork relationships and try to find a solid 6 to stay with until a swap or merge.

Star- They still haven’t come online and I am hoping that they are painfully inactive so we have an excuse to vote someone out first! 

Johnny- Haven’t talked to him but at least he has accepted my contact request and like said he wouldn’t be here. He is a frat guy and some of these people are not who frat guys would typically hang out with so he might be an outsider 

L.A.- I wanted to work with her since I saw her intro she is super chill and seems really smart I like her A LOT! If I am making an alliance she will be in it 

Kaya- She’s super sweet and honestly a little angel I love her so much

Luca- Really annoying but seems to like me. He is an experienced orger so who knows maybe he’ll be in my alliance also He’s talked to Kaya a lot 

Lily- I know she can beast a comp so she needs to stay on my good side. She is one of the experienced newbies and she is aware of how I play at least a little bit so I am not sure how long I want her here 

Aromal- Nice guy! Kept asking me questions about everything which was sweet because it makes me seem like a good person and that im looking out for him!. Honestly his time zone might be an issue but if I stay up super late and search for an idol I can blame it on him because that will be in the middle of the day for him 

Allie- She is a little SWEETHEART I LOVE HER SO MUCH! She seems super innocent nd like honestly someone I’d want to have under my wing She’s a newbie and I feel like she will be loyal to me since I talked to her right away and am helping her get used to this 

Daisy- Shes gorgeous and I enjoy her company but not someone I am loyal too yet, She seems a little suspicious and kinda distant because she left me on read! 

My general strategy is to align with the newbies who haven’t played orgs ever. From what I’ve noticed Lily and Daisy aren’t super strong socially so If I can get L.A. Kaya Luca and Allie all together it will be a strong alliance of 5 and I can keep them on the outside. Hopeuflly star isn’t here so we can vote them out first like easy vote, but if they arrive super late I might as well talk to them a lot to make them feel safe and be the first person to reach out to them. I love the tribe so much and I hope it isn’t chaotic, but I am going to play for sure, I want to form an alliance and start to get things rolling

Welp! I guess i’m fuckin back here to ruin my life again!

I’m starting off the same way I started off in Malaysia - forming good relationships with people. And while that may have unknowingly landed me into a minority, the relationships I formed still allowed me to pretty successful and arguably run the table during the pre-merge, setting myself up for a perfect post-merge run that was only ruined by… Applebee’s. 

The one thing I should’ve done was parlayed those early relationships into more tangible early alliances. Jenn and Jimmy wouldn’t have voted Kendall out if they didn’t have an early alliance with, and inherent trust in, Isabelle; that was my undoing, and I aim to rectify that. Let’s see who we’ve talked to so far. There’s Ryan; we were talking a lot about stuff, and I feel like we’ve easily got the foundation there for a strategic allegiance. He’s confided in me that he’s worried about his position on this tribe given his history with some of these players; I can either utilize that to my advantage and make him a number, or he could be an easy third first boot. I don’t want him to be a first boot because I feel like I can work with him, but it’s good to have options.

Zakriah is probably the person I’ve talked to the most after that. We’ve got a lot of similar thoughts on Survivor and we’ve clicked really well, so I think we could easily work together strategically. She seems like she’d be a lot of fun to bop with throughout this game. She did, though, like Ryan, confide in me that she’s worried about her position in the game, given that Linus has her blocked on Facebook; another situation that leaves me with options, which is good.

Speaking of Linus, we’ve been speaking a fair amount and have reasonably bonded to some extent. I like him, and I hope that he and Zakriah don’t end up going against each other. I’ve also been talking to Dana a similar amount, and think that we’re good with each other for now, at least in terms of forging early relationships. Monty and I haven’t spoken a terrific amount, but I’m optimistic about that relationship as well.

I don’t know Karen or Lexi that well coming into this, but we’ve played games together before when they were honorary members of the Malaysia reunion chat, so there’s some familiarity there. I think I’d rather work with Lexi than Karen, but I’ll take whatever I can get. I’m disappointed in myself for failing to capitalize on these relationships more than I have to this point, but I can amend that moving forward.

I tried talking with Chrissa and she kind of just disappeared so… you’re my first boot choice :)

And Matt… the kid’s weird! It’s like picking teeth talking with him because he responds in very curt answers that make conversing difficult. But I think we actually get along and might be aligned???? But I’ve got nO FUCKIN CLUE LMFAO I honestly don’t know whether he ever means anything he’s saying and it’s just… we’re gonna watch this boy. 

As for the fans I just want to fuck up the frat boy as soon as I can lmfao anybody who says that “I’m probably more unique than anyone you have seen before” makes me wanna vomit and ima laugh when I whoop his ass 

I’m gonna fuck shit up :) let’s do this binches

Whew! This cast (my tribe atleast) is pretty social right off the bat. I think I’m off to a decent start, but as it stands I’m still terrified of being first boot. Alright so mini cast assessment

Jacob - Easily the most social so far. I would bet my left pinky that he has sucked up to everyone so far. He’s sweet but he seems like the type that will pretend to be your best friend then backstab you once you’re a liability to him. Good gameplay to get to the end but won’t get the jury.

Jacob - Easily the most social so far. I would bet my left pinky that he has sucked up to everyone so far. He’s sweet but he seems like the type that will pretend to be your best friend then backstab you once you’re a liability to him. Good gameplay to get to the end but won’t get the jury.

Luca -  My fav so far. He seems like a guy I would hate on paper but he’s super charming and likable. I would bet on him going far.

Kaya - She’s okay, we have something in similar in that we both feel like fish outta water so I might align with her.

Johnny - yikes @ that intro 

Lily - sweet, likable

Zakriah - Omg so Zak is one of my best friends in the Wikia ORG community and I cant wait to meet up with him if we both make to the swap.

Linus - Another friend from the Wikia community ! Linus and Zak have a love-hate (mostly hate) relationship so its gonna be interesting to see if they work it out.

So right off the bat I feel like I hit the ground walking I guess. I’m trying to take things slow and kinda get to know people but so far there’s so many people and they honestly seem indistinguishable. I definitely need to get my ass in an alliance sooner than later though and I’m tryna work with Chrissa rn and just get meself some numbers. Wish me luck.

https://youtu.be/1TPDpOdcaP4

Ok so I am going to try and work on something in this game that I feel like I usually fail at. And its my social game. I feel like my social game is generally pretty good for pre-merge it fails once we hit merge. I want to really get some strong relationships on this tribe before a swap or merge happens. My only roadblocks are Karen and Lexi. I know both of them already and I feel like me working on my social game with them is just going to come off fake, plus I don’t know if they actually want to work with me or not. Let’s see how this goes. Right off the back I feel like I hit it off with Mitchell. He is someone I could see going far into this game with. We have similar senses of humor and were immediately talking a lot last night. He seems to be nervous about his perception as well so he could be someone I work with well i that regard. Also y'all really cast some all stars when the first thing chrissa said to me was that she was nervous to be in a game with steffen again….hun….pls

So when the Idol thing came up OBVIOUSLY I wanted to go hunting bc unlike Malaysia I didn’t have to search tumblr tags like “suicide” and “depression” to find safety… BUT having other people know I might be searching was a big no-no for me.

So what I DID do was stay up late, tell everyone I was going to bed, and then about half an hour later I went searching for the Idol. There were only two people up to begin with it seemed - I would’ve preferred it if there had been nobody - but I don’t think anyone suspects me. I didn’t find it, but that doesn’t matter so long as nobody thinks that I had anything to do with this. There’s always the chance that it backfired and that people DO think it was me but… I don’t know about thaaaaaaaaaat.

For one, by the time I woke up, Ryan told me that both Matt and Chrissa were interested in an alliance with him and myself. That’s good in and of itself, but Chrissa was one of the two people awake during my sneaky shenanigans - I don’t think she’d want to work with me if she knew I was super sneaky!! And Dana was talking to me about it, and I pretended like I didn’t even know someone had gone. “WHAT???? Someone looked for an IDOL??? No WAY!!!” My relationship to this point with Dana is painting myself like an emotional and stressed wreck so that she can relate to me and that she would underestimate me; based on the way I’ve portrayed myself to Dana thus far and my claims that an Idol search like this is way too stressful for me, I’d wager that she would bet it wasn’t me.

I could always end up looking like a fool but I thought this scheme was so fun and so far it looks like it’s working!! The only way to make it better would be to stir up some mistrust between the others about who it could’ve been. I’ll regret it if I’m first boot but I’m fuckin dancin rn :~)

So someone is looking for the idol already… interesting. It’s easy to cancel out the people who were speaking in the tribe chat a few minutes after the idol is being looked for, which is good. I could easily go into my tribe chat and explain it to people that if we all just write in our tribe chat, it’ll help to cancel people out who AREN’T looking for the idol, but I’m not gonna pull that card just yet. Let’s see if it becomes an issue. Looking for the idol on day one probably won’t get a lot of people a lot of luck. There are bound to be clues along the way, and hopefully I can snag some of those, but I’m sure already some of those items on the boat had clues in them, or even punishments, but it seems like I didn’t get either of those since I haven’t been notified about anything

oops too late

I couldn’t even control myself LMFAO

Honestly, I don’t know why I enroll myself into these games. I hate talking to people, but I still have to do it, even though I know most of these people just lay on their asses all the time and do nothing, so I don’t know how I’m going to compete when I actually have legitimate responsibilities besides going to high school for 6 hours a day and then laying on their asses for the other 18

https://youtu.be/xc0XCUl3Pfo

Well the survivor train is officially leaving the station, I have assembled my first alliance with Chrissa, Mitchell, and Ryan. Of course Chrissa will be my number one, I mean she shared her clue with me without me even asking like that’s my kind of ally. I was kind of hoping I could work with Karen this time around but RIP it already seems like I may have started throwing her under the bus, she just made the mistake of saying she was friends with Nigel and people noticed that and I’m not gonna put my neck on the line for her. Sorry? I am for sure playing to win this game, I don’t just wanna be on this train I wanna be the mofucking conductor.

g o d I don’t wanna be that person but I absolutely hate that RPDR has to be involved with the challenge. I hate how closely it’s intertwined with the TS community, and I can never stand hearing about it. Like… I always feel like I’m overreacting, but the whole concept just seems so transphobic (not to mention that RuPaul himself IS transphobic as hell), and it just doesn’t feel like an accepting community when something like that gets discussed so often. And I always hate talking about it because I always feel like I’m just overreacting, and… hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I just wish that people would realize how inherently harmful it is towards trans girls, and that it creates and fuels the stereotype that trans girls are just men in dresses and makeup. Because that’s what the dr*g q***ns on the show are. And I know this is probably not the kinda thing to put in confessionals but? Whatever, I need somewhere to put it and discourse will start if I put it in tribe chat or on my Tumblr blog.

I tried to help out in this challenge despite not knowing what tumblr is even though I’m a returning player and my entire life was came at so hard so I’m just gonna…..not 

I’m the absolute worst and have completely forgotten to give a confessional this whole time so I’m probably gonna get a shitty edit oops. Anyway I’m really tired right now so I’m not sure if what I’m gonna say will make sense but a lot has happened so far I guess. I created a core alliance which includes me, Luca, Jacob and LA. They’re all super nice people and I’m hoping I can go far with them in the game. Some of the people on my tribe I just haven’t connected well with and I’m having trouble talking to them. Also Jacob told me he searched for an idol, which is crazy information that I posses, but I trust him so far so of course I’m not gonna tell anyone. I’m still a little bit confused about somethings but I’m a lot less confused then I was at the start. Also I’m not sure what 90% of the things  Isaac say are because he always deletes his messages lmao. 

So I accidentally forgot that Star was on our tribe because he never talks, oops. Anyway I tried personal messaging him and asked him if he’s found any interesting posts for our challenge and he said not really. I’m not sure if he’s just shy and confused or if its that he doesn’t want to try but whatever. Anyway I’m gonna be kinda pissed if we loose this challenge because like I’ve accidentally ran into way too much furry porn while searching through these tags. 

It’s the third day and I still haven’t done one of these, so I figured I might as well start. This has been a really fun start to the season, the tribe seems really chill and laid back and I feel I’m getting along with a few people. Am I in a good position in the tribe? It’s too early to say. Right now I’m still just focusing on getting to know my fellow castaways!

Possibly the people I’ve been talking to the most are Kaya and Jacob. They’re really nice, and we’re also in an alliance with LA together. I really feel this has a high chance at succeeding.

The odd one out seems to be Star. He seems completely uninvolved and in case we get to tribal, my vote will probably go on him.

But yeah, fun tribe, fun start, and I’m looking to do as well as possible.

So you know how people are always like “I just wanna meet new people and have fun” and how I always say that? I feel like I am actually doing that. This challenge is mindless so it requires no real effort. I have been spending my time trying to make bonds with these people I didn’t know before and it is so much fun! I am legitimately enjoying my time in this game so far.