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uwupaige · 7 months ago

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the nanny [paige bueckers] part three

[chapters 4 & 5]

the nanny master list!

chapter four: basic psychology shit.

warning: annoying filler chapter :/ chapter 5 is cute though🩷

catherine's phone buzzed as she anxiously dialed in the number of her best friend, desperate to tell someone, anyone, of her amazing news.

the dialing tone rang in her ears for a few moments. soon, it clicked, the girls phone speaker being filled with molly's voice as she casually greeted catherine, "hey, girl."

"ahh!" catherine squealed excitedly into the speaker of her phone, which was resting between her cheek and the palm of her hand as she walked down the corridor of paige's condo building. her free hand rummaged through her dark brown purse in search of her car keys, almost unaware of her volume.

"woah, someone's cheery." molly laughed into her cellphone. she was about to ask what the girl was so excited about, but ended up cutting herself off from her own gasp. "wait. did you get the position?"

"i got the position!" catherine confirmed, another squeal to follow as she did a small jump, finally making her way to the buildings exit.

now it was molly's turn to squeal. "that's my girl!" she screamed enthusiastically.

catherine sighed as she finally took much needed deep breaths. "i'm actually so excited, i might splurge."

"oh yeah? how so?" molly asked her best friend curiously, although she felt like she already knew the answer.

finding her car fairly quickly, catherine clicked the top button on her keys twice, unlocking the deep red car. "imma get fast food." she spoke, proudly.

molly laughed out loud at her best friend's snobby plans. catherine always sounded like a gym rat whenever she spoke those words. "ohh, that's, like, unheard of."

"eating out all the time is the easiest way to go broke." catherine reminds the girl on the other end of the line. molly joined at the end of her statement, being one she's heard too many times before, and just laughing at her best friend, ultimately proud of her.

walking the woman out of her spacious condo, paige continues their conversation from moments prior.

"so yeah, how soon can you start?"

catherine spun on her heels slightly to meet paige's eyes, a wide grin playing on her deep mauve lips as she excitedly told the woman, "i can start as soon as next week."

it had been almost a week since their interview at the breakfast spot, and she had been formally offered the job. catherine couldn't be more happy or relieved. she decided to not quit vynil completely, but she wouldn't have to work there every night like she had gotten used to. for the first time since she started school, she can really focus on it.

"okay, cool," paige smiled at the woman, hand resting on her black painted front door as she leaned comfortably on the door frame. "i'll uh, see you monday?"

flashing paige one more smile before her departure, catherine nods, "bright and early."

and she was there, a little bright and extremely early, that late september monday morning. catherine would be lying if she said she wasn't extremely nervous. there was some sort of comfortable awkwardness between her and paige. sometimes they could hold a great conversation, but then it'd die down and it would be.. awkward? catherine was sure it was unlike any employee-boss relationship she'd ever had in her many previous jobs.

whatever. at least madison liked her. madison totally thought of catherine as a friend of paige's just watching her. which was true to a degree. though, catherine wasn't sure how much of friends they were.

ringing the doorbell to paige's residence, it was opened moments later by a tired looking blonde. "aye, w'sup." paige greeted the girl, quite enthusiastically for looking so tired, leaning against her black doorframe once again.

"good morning," catherine responds, soon hearing the loud crash of a toy falling behind paige, catherine peering over her shoulder slightly to reveal madison playing happily and unbothered in the spacious living room. "oh—someone's up." she jokes.

paige just sighs, nodding with a slight eye roll. "since 5:30." she informs as catherine walks in, paige offering to take her purse from her shoulder and placing it on the dark, granite kitchen counter. "and now," paige starts after closing the front door, speaking loudly so madison could hear her. "it's time for madison to get ready for school."

the curly headed girl looked up from her spot on the living room floor, a pout immediately finding her lips as she begins to throw a fit. "but i don't wanna!"

"madison, i'm not gonna tell you again." paige spoke, exhaustion in her words. catherine could tell this had been an all morning battle. "can you please pick up your toys and get ready for school. i picked out something pre—"

cutting off her mom, the little girl cried loudly, her tantrum taking over as she began to flail her arms every which way. "no!"

"bruh," paige muttered to both herself and the girl standing besides her, not expecting to look over at her with an amused smile as a replacement for her previously cheery one.

catherine moved closer to the distraught girl, getting down on her level, taking a seat on the floor in front of her. "hey, madison," catherine tried gently. madison didn't stop, continuing on with her tantrum, whining about wanting to play longer. "if you help me pick up your toys as fast as you can, you can pick out anything to wear to school today." madison's cries became slower and she nodded sadly at the girl. "can you do that for me?"

"yeah." the girl sniffled, her voice strained from the cries, wiping away almost non existent tears.

"thanks. i'll help you." catherine smiled. she grabbed a few of the miscellaneous toys, putting them where she assumed was her designated toy basket.

once done, madison was happily jogging off to her room to pick out a princess dress to wear, seemingly forgetting about the tantrum moments prior. she was just excited she got to wear another princess dress.

"that's crazy," paige comments as catherine pushed madison's basket of toys to the corner of the room in its respective spot. "how did you do that?"

"get her to pick up her toys?" catherine asks, amused paige was curious herself.

catherine's eyebrows furrowed in slight confusion, another question prompting her mind. "aren't you majoring in human development?"

"..and family sciences."

"oh, c'mon paige. that's like some basic, intro to psychology shit." catherine explained, paige looking at her expectantly. "positive reinforcement..?" still no answer to her statements, catherine scoffs out a laugh, "paige."

"you try taking what you learned in college and applying it to your children." the blonde joked rhetorically and half offendedly, knowing catherine can't exactly do that. this just made the girl laugh.

it was moments like these that catherine could be down with. they kind of felt like friends, everything was extremely laid back. but not at the same time? it was weird. and now was when the part the awkward settled in.

before the suffocating tension could grow any thicker, catherine excused herself from the room, en route to madison's.

"any good choices?" catherine peered her head into the girls room, another mess of toys taking over, something she made a mental note of.

the little girl turned to catherine, one light purple dress in one hand, and a yellow one in the other. "rapunzel or belle?"

catherine could already tell this girl loved her fashion. walking into the messy room fully, she sat on madison's small and unmade bed. "mm.. i choose rapunzel?"

madison nodded proudly at the girls choice, agreeing entirely. "me same."

before leaving for the school day, catherine made it a mission to do the little girls hair. and promised to do something more than just the buns paige would do. as the little girl spoke about any and everything, she sat comfortably in her bathroom sink like she normally did, catherine just finishing up the dual pigtails in the girls hair as she looped each one around her finger to give it some bounce.

paige peered her head through the bathroom door, going to say a quick goodbye before she was off to a full day of studying and basketball. she gasps at her daughter in the mirror with a wide smile, "woah, you look so pretty babe." she complimented, her tone higher than usual, earning her daughters giggling. then turning her attention to catherine, she did a quick run through the rest of the day's schedule, how pick up and drop off looked, et cetera. "and, i left a key next to your purse for you... uh, am i missing anything?" she asks after a pause.

catherine simply just shook her head, hands still working magic on madison's head, "i don't think so."

"alright," paige says before saying her goodbye, catherine moving out of the way so paige could place a quick kiss to her daughters head before she left.

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unbuckling the little girl from the booster seat, provided by paige moments before she left, catherine walked hand in hand with madison to her kindergarten classroom. walking in, catherine noticed the nothing but cheery energy radiating from the room. the walls were all white, but almost none of it was visible due to the amounts of bulletin boards covered in student drawings and wall decor. after a few moments of taking in the room, the little girls teacher, an older woman in her 50s, greets the pair.

"oh! you're not mom." the woman joked enthusiastically, catherine giving her a polite chuckle.

"hi, i'm catherine. little one's nanny." she explained as she stuck out her hand, the teacher nodding understandingly with a smile.

accepting catherine's hand shake, the older woman began to speak, "i'm mrs. chase. it is very lovely to meet you!" this woman was as sweet as pure sugar. it'd be obvious to anyone who met her that she was a kindergarten teacher. "i'd love to show you around the classroom—oh, that is if you have time."

catherine nods, brows perched up as a, "yeah, yeah, for sure!" left her plump lips.

mrs. chase allowed madison to walk catherine to her designated seat in the classroom, walking away momentarily as madison excitedly showed catherine her desk. it was apart of a group of 4 desks all pushed together, none of them occupied by other children yet.

"here is this," mrs. chase spoke upon her re-arrival, handing a sheet of paper to catherine. the top of the paper wrote 'important dates.' "this is our class schedule, and it has every important date on there. classroom parties, field trips, half days, et cetera." the woman went on to explain, "and we do hope to see parents and caregivers to participate."

catherine nods, not knowing how to disagree with this lovely lady to any degree. "absolutely."

soon, it was time to say their goodbyes, catherine crouching down next to madison. "you're gonna have a good day." she tells the girl.

"isn't it just 'have a good day'?" madison questions, catherine shrugging, a slight head shake to follow.

"i'm telling you to have a good day. so it's much more effective." she explains loosely, madison just shrugging.

"okay. you're going to have a good day too, cat."

"yes i am." catherine agrees with a cheeky smile, wanting to absolutely squeeze the girl for being so undeniably adorable. however, she opted for a simple high five for starters. madison soon ran off to find an empty center of toys and activities to play at.

as catherine stood up from her crouched position, mrs. chase began her next conversation, "you're great with her." the older woman spoke up from behind her. catherine turned to face the woman, confusion on her face. how did she make that assumption based off of one interaction? "madison doesn't normally speak. not to any of her classmates, and barely to me."

"really?" catherine asked, having gotten to know madison as nothing but a yapper. "that's interesting."

"how so?"

"all she does is talk my ear off. way more than a lot of 5 year olds i've worked with." the girl explained further.

mrs. chase nodded at that, impressed. "i didn't know madison would be quite the talker.. well, it is only her third week here. hopefully she'll acclimate soon."

catherine smiles, nodding in agreement, "she will." she'd make it her mission.

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walking on to the large basketball court, shoes in hand, paige found an empty spot next to her teammates. they had all been talking about nonsense for some time time, waiting for their designated practice time to start. as paige pulled on her shoes, tying them with ease, an excited nika sat next to the girl. the pair had been friends for years now, and had gotten extremely close this current season.

"so," the brunette began with much excitement, "when do we get to meet this daughter of yours?"

paige stopped in her tracks, along with everyone else. paige turned to nika discreetly, shooting her a look. immediately, the girl's hand came up to cover her face in embarrassment. "no one knew, huh?" she says lowly to paige. the blonde just simply shook her head in agreement, closing her eyes, waiting for the first initial reactions.

"daughter?" paige heard the conflicting sounds of two of her teammates, ice and aubrey, asking in unison. they all had so many questions. why didn't she tell them? how old was this daughter? and, seriously, why didn't she tell them?

"whose daughter?"

in that moment, their coach, geno, came walking into the gym, the assistant coaches not far behind him. he instantly noticed the tense interaction between his players, quick to jump in.

"paige's."

geno looked between all of them, slightly confused. "you all didn't know about that?"

a gasp erupted from the group, "nah, not you telling coach before us." this emitted laughter from everyone, as they all began to circle around paige.

"girl, why didn't you tell us?" ice asks, seriously and concerned.

paige shrugged, still avoiding eye contact for as long as she could, now twiddling with her thumbs. "i'on know." her words low and sheepish. "didn't wanna be judged, i guess."

again, the group of women react like they're even more offend. they all had no problem sharing how much they didn't appreciate being thought as ones to judge their friends.

"it's easy to be judged by outsiders, but you guys are like my family." paige confides in them, finally looking up from her embarrassed stance, "i didn't want to change anything, y'know?"

a concerned looking aaliyah came up to the blonde, "we wouldn't judge you, p." that statement was soon followed with each of the woman sharing their support with a sweet and simple 'yeah'.

paige wanted to tear up at the support her friends—no, her family—had given her. they couldn't even begin to understand how much she had been needing it. but before she could grow too sappy, they all grew extremely excited, going on and on about how they were so excited to have a 'team daughter.'

"okay so boom, now that we all know, GUESS who madison's nanny is." kk spoke over the loud group, instantly grabbing their attention at the gossip she was about to spill.

azzi couldn't wait for them to actually guess, spilling the news almost seconds later, "you know the bartender from a couple weeks ago, the one paige kept saying was hot—her!"

no one was expecting that answer, all wanting to know how that even happened, but mainly wanting to tease paige endlessly for her near impossible circumstances. "alright, alright, chill." paige laughed at their teasing, being shoved jokingly from every angle and every one, "not too much on me now."

"mhm, and you all have drills to run." geno interrupted, blowing his whistle soon after.

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chapter five: you cooked?

a long few weeks have passed since catherine became an everyday person in paige and madison's lives, and their transition into the new routine was definitely one to get used to.

especially with there only being so many weeks until basketball season officially started. paige was busier than normal. if she wasn't in class, she was in the gym. and if she wasn't there, she was rushing home to hang out with her daughter before her inevitable bedtime.

"madison! get back here!"

catherine called loudly for the small girl throughout the apartment, last hearing her small but heavy footsteps and loose giggles down the hall.

soon, she found the girl hiding behind her soft purple shower curtains, sunken in the corner of the white bathtub like it would hide her better.

picking her up, despite her kicking and whining, she finally brought the girl to her bed, allowing her to choose which story she wanted to hear. catherine's soothing voice told the story as excitingly calm as she could, her voice lulling the little girl to sleep.

watching her eyelids starts to flutter slowly, indicating she was fighting sleep, but falling asleep nonetheless. catherine's voice fell off slowly and carefully, standing up cautiously from her crouched position next to the girls white bed. as she started to tip toe to her door, reaching for the light switch, in came a loud and unaware paige, peering her head through the door.

"she sleeping?"

catherine's eyes widened at paige, blinking profusely and annoyed, peering over her shoulder to find the once asleep girl awake, her eyes fluttering open. "hi, paigey."

paige grimaced, looking at catherine, her eye twitching. the blonde stammered out an apologetic, "sorry."

catherine unlocked the front door to the bueckers condo. the same tall, black door she's opened many times now. turning the handle, she pushed it open to be greeted with a multitude of toys scattered on the living room floor. several dolls and their pink and purple accessories decorated the carpet distastefully. sighing a little, the brunette wiggled her copy of the key out of the lock, calling out for the little girl who created the mess. "madison?"

once the door closed behind her, she heard the loud pitter-patter's of little feet echoing down the hall, revealing a small girl with messy, brown curls running in to greet the taller woman. grabbing catherine's jean covered leg excitedly, clinging tightly, madison smiled up at the girl. "cat!"

"hi, mamita. good morning." catherine grins down at the girl, a hand reaching down to rub her back comforting. however, only a few moments passed before she needed to drop the besties act, taking on her more nanny-like role. "can you tell me what's wrong with the living room?"

madison's head peered behind her momentarily, looking back at catherine with a playful smile. sheepishly, she answers, "i didn't clean up my barbie's."

catherine nodded proudly, tucking a piece of loose hair out of her face. "can you do me a favor?" she asks, her kid friendly tone making madison's ears peek at this, eliciting a nod from her. "can you be a big helper and make the living room look like how your mom had it this morning?"

madison jumped at the idea to be a helper, nodding again, enthusiastically this time.

catherine's discipline with the girl became stronger by the day, madison developing a level of respect for her. she started understanding catherine to be an authoritative figure, but a friend at the same time. it was starting to reach a healthy balance.

"maddie, go throw your plate away." catherine calls the girl back to the counter at which she had been eating, her paper plate left alone in it's spot, containing the remnants of her fast food.

a bit confused, madison walks back over to her spot, grabbing her plate and bringing it to the metal trash can that sat comfortably in the corner of their kitchen. paige always cleaned up after her. it was easier for the both of them, and paige wasn't one for constant reminding.

"thank you." catherine thanked the girl enthusiastically, madison finding her spot on the dark grey couch to continuing watch her cartoon. peering over her shoulder to check out the time displayed on the stove that was hardly ever in use, catherine called out, "tv off in 15 minutes."

madison looked over at her nanny, now extremely confused. "but it's not my bed time yet?"

"i know, but too much tv isn't good for us, especially before bed." catherine explained gently.

madison pouts at the news, "paige lets me watch all the tv i want."

the brunette nods—trust me i know, she thought to herself. "it's okay, your mom will understand. we can read a book instead! or play barbie's. your choice!" catherine tried to sound as enthusiastic about the sudden change to make the little girl more open to the thought. it took a few nights before they got the hang of it.

madison begins picking up her toys, attempting to run to her room once she believes she done. noticing a few left behind, catherine called her back to pick up the rest. "mira, mira," the girl spoke quickly and fluently, pausing the girl in her tracks and pointing towards the miscellaneous toys. madison sighed before picking up the rest, then trucking to her room.

in that moment, paige began leaving her room, passing her daughter in the hall. "hi, paigey." madison greeted happily, seemingly forgetting the attitude she had a few moments ago.

the blonde stopped in her tracks, smiling down at her daughter and placing a kiss to her forehead. "hi, babe."

continuing her way down the hall, paige is met with catherine standing in the kitchen, her head peering through the grey cupboards. "hungry?" paige calls with a smirk and a light chuckle.

the brunette looks past her shoulder, rolling her eyes at paige's joke. "deciding on what to feed maddie.. you should hit the grocery store soon." she suggested, pulling out a bag of bread.

making the girl both breakfast and lunch was something catherine had started to do this week. paige felt a little bad. it wasn't part of her job description. "y'know you don't have to. they serve breakfast at the school."

catherine wanted to laugh at the statement. "i can almost guarantee she isn't eating it. or the lunch. when i pick her up, she's starving." the girl explains, opening the bag to pull out two slices of the wheat bread. "she's started asking for big people meals when we order dinner." catherine continues.

paige chuckles at that, nodding understandably. sounds like maddie. "alright.." her words fade off momentarily, watching catherine focus on the food she preparing. "well, we appreciate it." she finished, catherine just looking up to catch her eyes for a little, flashing her a small smile before continuing at the sandwich in front of her.

"i gotchu," catherine reminds as she spread the peanut butter on the two bread slices.

not long passed before the blonde had to head out for her busy day, kissing madison goodbye as she usually did, and nodding to catherine on her way out with a smile. catherine returned the nod, along with a, "have a good day."

over these first few weeks, the two women began to get along better than they'd thought. well, better than catherine thought, at least. based off of her first impression of paige, she expected the girl to be stingy with other things too. not super involved or worried. but she happened to be the opposite.

they were becoming friends. totally unexpected, but neither of them would change it. paige was extremely appreciative of the girl. she didn't truly realize how much she really needed the extra support until catherine came along. she did way more than paige ever asked of her, and whenever paige reminded her that she didn't need to, she'd just shrug and smile, sweet like she always was.

"i don't mind."

that's why paige was less than shocked when she returned home that same night to her home smelling of warm food. it wasn't completely abnormal, but it was stronger than just the average lingering smell of fast food she was normally greeted with. sniffing as she walked in, wondering desperately what that delicious smell was, she eventually wandered into her kitchen.

she took in the appearance of the room, and how the two girls she had gotten so used to coming home to decorated it. there sat a black pot on the stove, looking to be half full of food, with a couple of spoons and spices spread out miscellaneously around it.

madison sat at the counter stool, legs dangling over her seat as she ate out of her bowl. and then there was catherine, leaning her elbows against the kitchen counter, snacking on a strawberry, biting around the stem with one leg crossed over the other. the two were just holding a normal conversation, oblivious to paige's arrival until she walked into their view. looking over simultaneously, they both greeted the girl.

"paigey!"

"hey!" catherine smiled, not forgetting to cover her mouth politely, still chewing on the strawberry.

almost disregarding their greeting, she spoke the question that had been on her mind since she walked in the door. "you cooked?" she asked, voice higher pitched, showing she was a bit surprised.

"oh, yeah," catherine nodded casually, looking over at the stove momentarily, going to point, "uh, just some chicken and rice."

when did she buy a chicken?

"i thought you said it was called arroz con pollo." madison questioned, catherine laughing at the little girls butchered pronunciation.

"arroz con pollo. that just means chicken and rice, mama." she corrected the girl gently, then repeating it slowly for her to understand better. standing up from her lounging position, catherine began to move for the living room to go grab her things, "you can totally have some, i made extra in case you wanted." she informed paige as she walked by with a light arm tap.

paige, who had just stood there, sort of in awe, finally fell out of her trance momentarily. "oh, wait," she stops the girl, before she forgets. reaching into her backpack, which was previously resting comfortably on her shoulder, she dug around it before pulling out and handing catherine her check for this weeks work. catherine almost forgot it was friday.

"sweet, thanks." catherine smiled at her, taking it. looking over the numbers to make sure it was correct, her eyes bulged. "oh shit, you wrote it wrong." she informed, looking up at the girl slightly, handing the check back to her.

paige shrugged, shaking her head, "i don't think so."

catherine scoffed at this, a knowing smile plastering her face as she understood paige's tone. "then you over paid. i'm not taking that."

paige just shook her head no, again. "keep it. for the chicken." paige joked, alluding to the cooked and sliced chicken in the pot.

"it was like eight dollars. it's fine." catherine insisted, now pushing the check against paige's stomach, eyes still looking up at the blonde.

paige's body slumped away from her poking instinctively. "seriously, keep it. for all the extra stuff you been doing." paige says sincerely.

soon, the brunette had a playful smile on her plumped lips, and it was like paige almost knew what she was going to say. "paige bueckers, are you tipping me?" she jokes, a laugh slipping out instantly. she’ll never stop joking about the first night they met.

paige rolled her eyes jokingly, letting out a small laugh too, "get outta here." she dismisses her, but continuing with her praises from earlier. "seriously though, you're help the last few weeks has been great, and it's helped me a lot. even with maddie, her teacher says she's been improving so much... we appreciate what you do. right, mads?" she spoke louder with that last part, grabbing her daughters attention.

they both look over to the little girl, playing with the few stray grains of rice in her bowl. "what does appreciate mean?"

"it means we're thankful." paige explained simply.

madison then nods, agreeing with her mom. "yeah, i'm thankful for you, cat."

catherine's heart swelled up at that comment, her stomach dipping a bit. she had started to grow so fond of this little family. she's never been so excited to go to work in her life. being with the bueckers didn't even feel like working, though. she had started really see them as her friends, her family. her heart was always fulls around them.

and finding the pot that was once filled with food empty the next morning made her heart even fuller.

authors note!

love. them. so. bad.

sooo super excited to write for this cutesy little family. let me know what you’re thinking! any theories on the angst that’s not far away??

also, if you want more frequent updates, my wattpad (@/uwupaige) gets new chapters like 3 times a week!

thanks for reading!🩷

- mari 🫧

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imabeautifulbutterfly · 11 months ago

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Ok my friend Imma gonna hit you up for some more 😜 Fic Roulette!!!

1. 6 and 16

2. 10 and 39!

Hehehe, I'm almost afraid to ask but yes, Hunter 😂

You did marvelous on the last ones! Can't wait to see what you'll do with these!!!

Ohhhh sweet @dragonrider9905 You thought you could stump me huh? Well you almost did. LOL. Just kidding.

I hope you enjoy both stories. This is 6 and 16.

Love oo,

Not Your Fault

Warnings: Feelings of guilt, mentions of death, fluff, grief, sadness, I think that's it. If I miss anything please let me know.

Main Master List | Star Wars Fic Roulette

Omega laughed as you tried to do a fishtail braid, “Sorry, hun, I’m doing my best here, but it’s coming out a little …” you scrunch your face as you look at your handiwork, “Let’s just say if this was a real fish’s tail, this fish would be dead. Do you mind if I start over?”

“No. Go ahead.” She answered with patience and love, just happy to spend time with you.

“Alright.”

So you set to remake the fishtail, yet, no matter how hard you tried, the tails didn’t look even or how Omega wanted them, and she couldn’t stop laughing, “Omega,” you laughed unable to hold back, “I’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still.”

It was about another hour when you had finally managed to get the tails to look like tails and to make them even enough they wouldn’t embarrass her, make her look odd or like a crazy person. She ran around telling her brothers about her fishtails and showing them off.

You chuckled to yourself, slowly following her footsteps. However, you stopped midstep, your eyes focusing on Hunter sitting in his patio chair looking out over the water. There was a near blank expression on his face, yet his eyes held all his emotions. It broke your heart seeing him so … lost? Guilt-ridden? Maybe it was just overwhelming grief.

After all, it hadn’t been long since Omega and Crosshair came back. Frankly, you were happy to have them back, especially after losing Tech. Everyone on Pabu felt his loss, and getting to know Crosshair had been challenging at first, yet Hunter somehow took on the responsibility of making sure Crosshair got along with everyone.

As each day progressed, the emotions in Hunter’s eyes were slowly becoming more and more overwhelming. It wasn’t hard to see he was still learning how to move on without Tech. How to live his life without his brother.

You’ve suffered more than your fair share of losses, and you knew how difficult it was to just start living again. To start putting yourself back together without having that support you relied on so heavily. If anything, Hunter needed a friend first and foremost right now.

Not wanting to disrupt his peace too much, you did what you could as you quietly walked over and sat beside him.

Hunter didn’t flinch or react as you took your seat, he knew you were there, but he’d rather focus on the horizon, at the moment.

It was almost half an hour later, when you finally spoke up, “You okay? Caught you staring off into space again.”

His face turned to look at you, doing his best to give you a smile, even if it was half hearted.

“I’m fine.”

It had been his go-to response lately. Everything was either ‘I’m fine,’ ‘I’m okay,’ or ‘I’m just tired.’ Honestly, you had to keep reminding yourself not to get upset with him, he and his family had been through a lot. More than most families and it didn’t help if all you were going to do was nag him.

So you did what needed to be done. Find a way to get him talking. Whether you two would still remain friends after this conversation, was yet to be seen. But he needed this, whether he admitted it or not.

“It’s not your fault you know,” you rested your clasped hands on the table as you looked at him.

“What’s not?”

“Losing Tech, Omega getting captured or even Crosshair choosing to stay with Empire for as long as he did before leaving them.”

He let out a vexed noise, “It is.”

“It’s not.” You told him emphatically.

“You weren’t there.”

His eyes narrowed as you talked about the unspoken topic that was never to be mentioned between the two of you. He knew you cared, it was evident by how you took care of them. Ever since they moved into the house beside yours, you were quick to offer any assistance. Helping Omega, cooking dinner, even giving a listening ear to whoever needed it and keeping what you had learned to yourself.

However, he didn’t want you to be tainted with his failures. He wanted you to remain separate.

“You’re right.” You nodded, as your eyes focused on the sunset, “I wasn’t there, but you know who was?” I turned to look at him and smiled, “Wrecker, Omega, Echo and Tech. I’ve spoken with Wrecker, Omega and Echo, and each one of them said Tech made a choice. It was a difficult situation and it was either he delayed the inevitable and you all got captured or killed, or … he’d make the ultimate sacrifice to ensure his family survived.”

You reached over and took Hunter’s hand in yours, “Considering who Tech … was, do you think he would’ve been happy knowing you would’ve been captured because of him?”

He shook his head, as he let out a choked laugh, “No. No, he would’ve made us go over the scenario a thousand times to make sure we never let that happen again, and then he would’ve come up with a plan to enforce that.”

“And would he have blamed you for going to the outpost you went just to find information on Crosshair?”

“No. He … he was the first one to suggest it.”

You nodded, tightening your hold on his hand, “Then would it be right to say it was your fault? I mean Tech made the ultimate sacrifice for his family, that’s commendible and honourable. Don’t cheapen his sacrifice with your guilt.”

Hunter let out a long sigh as his free hand ran down his face, “If only it were that easy.”

“I know, it’s easy for someone like me … an outsider … to look in and tell you what you need to do; but as the person who lived it,” you smiled as you looked at him, “… you can just tell me to shut up and just hold your hand.”

A small smile of understanding appeared on your face as you offered it to Hunter.

“I’d never tell you to shut up.”

“Maybe I haven’t irritated you enough, yet.” You looked into his eyes letting him know you were there, as you squeezed his hand, “Hunter, nothing that happened was your fault. Omega getting captured was as Echo put it ‘an overwhelming amount of force.’ Crosshair choosing to join the Empire was no more your fault, than him choosing to leave the Empire.” You reached over brushing his hair back and tucking it behind his ear, as you cupped his cheek. “You can’t take on people’s choices or circumstances beyond your control, simply because you’re a Sergeant, or were a Sergeant. Life gives you no karking choice but to play the cards you’re dealt, and I for one, am glad you guys found your way into my life.”

He leaned into your hand holding it against his cheek, “Your friendship means more to me than you know.”

You smiled as you looked into his eyes, “I know. Your friendship means a lot too. Just … promise me, you’ll talk to me when you’re letting your emotions overwhelm you. If not me, at least someone. Please?”

“Alright, mesh’la. I promise.”

Hunter’s smile grew as he kept looking at you, even as you pulled your hand away. He’d been holding off on telling you how he felt for so long. However, he couldn’t hold back anymore, he was going to tell you.

“You know, one of these days, you’re going to have to tell me what mesh-a-la means.”

“I will,” he leaned forward, keeping your hand in his, “I promise.”

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jhoneybees · 1 year ago

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I love your writing! It’s very pretty and I love to scroll mindlessly thru your account. Could you do a lil fic where the reader is really sick with a cold? I think 50s Elvis would B ideal for this but it’s your choice who you pick ❤️

— N

Sorry for the wait! I love this idea! And thank you for requesting ☺️

Worrisome

Characters: Elvis X fem!reader

Warnings/triggers: Sickness

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When you're dating Elvis, something out of the ordinary happens regularly, both good and bad. Which this time, after a long day of travelling to the next hotel during Elvis’ tour, you begin to have a runny nose and a cough. Your boyfriend being the kind to get worried about you easily, you attempted to be discreet with your coughing and carrying on but that didn’t last long until he noticed your hand on your forehead as if to check the temperature of a fever. “Are you sick darlin?” his voice laced with concern as he walked over to you after excusing himself from the conversation with the guys, knowing it wouldn’t be convincing you shook your head anyway. “No.. just a lil tired ‘s all” Elvis gave you a look “Ya lyin’ aren’t ya?” you sighed “Yes Elvis I’m lying, I’m sick” he replies with a nod, kneeling on one knee in front of you being sat in the passenger's car seat and taking your hands into his. “Fever?” he asks, you shook your head “No just a runny nose and a-” a scratchy cough interrupts making Elvis furrow his eyebrows. “Cough…” finishing your sentence. Elvis nods again “Let’s get ya inside” you appease by nodding and carefully standing up on your feet, Elvis reassuringly holding your hand.

Leading you inside the hotel room, Elvis directs you to sit on the bed while he gets you a glass of water. “Drink some water, it’ll help” you silently nod and take the glass. He lays a hand on your forehead while you drink and clicks his tongue. “Seems like you got a fever too honey” he states, you were feeling a bit hot during the drive. “Yeah..” is all you could say, leaning over to rest your head on his lower abdomen, you feel tired. Elvis smiles small, stroking your hair silently. “Do you want to take a bath?” you close your eyes while shaking your head. Elvis grins “Alright, let’s getcha in your pyjamas then”

After swiftly helping you into your nightgown, Elvis pats your knee “Get ya self comfortable, imma call room service” you shuffle up to the headboard of the bed and get yourself under the covers. Half an hour later, the chicken soup arrives. Elvis rests himself on the edge of the bed, beginning to scoop some soup, blowing it gently earning a scoff when he takes the first bite. “Looked tasty, had to try it” he chuckles ,you playfully roll your eyes.

Just as you take another bite, a knock comes to the door. Elvis quickly answers, discovering he had 2 hours to get ready before he leaves for tonight's concert. He closes the door after a brief chat and walks back to sit on the bed, the concerned expression Elvis had earlier returns on his face “ I’ve got 2 hours before I go, are you gonna be alright without me?” you hum quietly “I’ll be alright, you go get ready” Elvis smiles softly before he gets up to prepare himself.

Elvis quickly changes into his gold lame suit and stands in front of the full body mirror on the wall, making sure his collar is neatly folded and combing back his gelled up hair. Elvis turns around to face you “How do I look?” Scanning him from head to toe, you hum softly with a soft smile “Handsome” a sly grin creeps onto his face “Thank ya darlin’” a knock comes to the door again and a voice “Are ya done EP?” Elvis sighs “Yeah I'm done, be there in a bit!” Just before he leaves, Elvis leans down to give you a delicate kiss on the lips “wish me luck” you nod with a smile.

The group of cars finally leave and you're now alone at the hotel, you decide to sleep since there's nothing else to do. An hour into your sleep, you wake up to the sound of the phone ringing. Sleepily as you get out of bed and walk to the phone, yawning before you speak “Hello?” at the other end you could hear the faint sound of a crowd “Hi Honey, it's Elvis… are you feelin' alright?” wiping away sleep from your eye “Hi baby, yeah I'm alright.. I was just sleeping” after hearing what you said, Elvis feels bad for waking you up “Oh, M’sorry dear you go back to sleep” you giggle softly “Alright, see you after the concert okay?” Elvis hums, ending the call with a “goodbye, I love you” and you go back to bed.

Elvis waits around backstage, he bites his nails quietly. Yes he's nervous to go up on stage but also the thought of you all alone without him there to take care of you is itching at him. Of course you can look after yourself, it's not the end of the world but the secure feeling of actually seeing you sleeping peacefully in bed is what he wants at this very moment. He shouldn't call you but he can't stop thinking about his lingering thoughts.

what if you got to go to the bathroom and just suddenly fainted? What about if you vomited and you're too tired to clean up the mess? Oh it's eating him alive, he has to call you now.

The phone rings again and you sigh, getting out of bed to answer the call “Hello?” Your voice is evidently tired just by your unusually quiet voice. “Darlin'? Are you alright? I-I got worried” your eyes begin to droop “Yes Elvis I'm alright, I was sleeping sweetie…” you repeat your words again to hint at him that you just want to sleep with no disruptions “I figured you would be… sorry honey, I got worried about ya.. you go back to sleep, I'm sorry” a tired hum leaving your mouth “Don't be sorry baby, I love you…see you later” the call ends again.

Just when you begin to fall into deep sleep…the phone rings…again.

“Elvis, I'm alright honey, I'm alright” a relieved sigh comes from his end “Okay..good, I love you” you sigh “I love you..”

For the fourth time.

“Elvis, I know you're worried about me but please I just want to sleep Honey” you tiredly spit out. Elvis nods “A-alright alright m’sorry I wanted to make sure you're safe… I love you” you hum “I love you Elvis”

Again.

Before you could say a word, Elvis cuts in “I'm sorry baby, m’sorry I can't stop worrying about you, ya sure you're okay?” His voice is shy and apologetic. “Yes dear, I'm okay I was sleeping, I'm still in the hotel room. I haven't fainted or anything I'm okay” another sigh from Elvis' end “Okay…okay..o-ok that's good” one of the stage managers calls for Elvis “I-I gotta go now honey..” you smile softly “Okay, go have fun” you can feel his hesitation so you reassure him quietly “and don't worry Elvis, I'll be right here in the hotel room. I won't go anywhere” he nods quietly “A-alright…” your smile grows a little “I love you” “...I love you”

#elvis #elvis presley #elvis fans #50s elvis #elvis imagine #elvis presley x reader #soft boy #he's so adorable #i love him

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stormtheskyelf2 · 11 months ago

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Imma rant here and answer it later

WHAT I THINK THE HUMAN BEANS WOULD BE LIKE IN VORE (Fnf vs. Imposter)

Black: a gentlemen pred, or he just chases you down like a maniac

/absolutely bewildered prey, how did this happen

Grey: Mainly the scared prey in need of comfort vore

/unwilling pred that would eat someone if Black told him to or if he needed to hide a tiny from Black

White: fearplay pred who loves to gloat

/disagreeable, unwilling prey who definitely isn't enjoying being warm

Pink: Lovesick pred who would eat you no matter what but wouldn't digest OR nervous pred who needs EXPLICIT PERMISSION

/very nervous-flustered prey

Maroon: Fearplay Pred who would check up on the Prey every so often, acting like he doesn't care when in fact he may or may not have a soft spot

/nervous prey who's genuinely scared of being digested without any hope, acts like he's not shaking in his boots

Green: The teen who got lost on the way to college and ended up in Imposter.co, a pretty nice Pred once you get to know him, he has pillows in his stomach lol

/nervous but willing prey

Yellow: The trans guy who has children (In my AU, he transitioned and then realized he was prego with twins), a very gentle Pred. "How's that? You'll like it? Let me know when you're ready to come out."

/tired Prey, he'd probably ask to be eaten so he can rest

Red: an absolute b-

fearplay pred, doesn't really care

/unagreeable prey

Uhh I think that's it holdup no it's not

Red Mungus: A silly lil guy who I think would be more like a plushie pred, with no saliva ans just general softness (in both le stomach and his personality)

/most likely to fall into your drink

Mr. Shapeshifter guy, Monotone? Bird mask person: A very egotistical pred, not really caring about their prey

/I don't think anyone would WANT to eat him

Cyan crown guy: Another egotistical pred, literally doesn't give a sh-

/He'd never let himself be eaten, you'd get a stomachache

Uhh Savannah guy, I can't spell his name: very kind pred

/soft prey, nervous but agreeable, definitely a g/t fan

Warchief: "Listen here imposter, you're not getting away this time-" or a somewhat soft pred. He'd eat you and not really talk, but he has his hand on his stomach the whole time

/unwilling to willing prey, he needed this

Jorwasee, basketball guy?: boastful pred, "hey look I got your prey and u didn't", definitely patting his stomach

/"Uh.. sorry? I didn't mean that insult- wait why are you opening you mouth-? WHY IS EVERYTHING GETTING BIGGER? WHY AM I SHRINKING? WAIT WAIT NO NONO-" *gets nommed and pouts*

My fingers hurt and there's probably more of them but eh

My fingers hurt

#safe vore #sfw vore #soft vore #g/t vore #among us vore #unwilling to willing #ask #within us

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bvckbiter · 10 months ago

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Sorry, I had a very very specific image in my mind regarding your cherry wine fic and the sequel snippets I had to share haha

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Percy whistled a tune as he entered the little cabin he had for himself, swinging the grocery bag idly. He stretched dumping the bag near the coat hangers and strutted inside the living room.

Only to freeze as he caught sight of the people on his couch.

Annabeth, his ex, was sharpening a knife, with her feet propped up on the coffee table. Alabaster laid limply, his head resting on her lap and his loose hair covering his face.

He made a confused, and frankly slightly terrified, noise. The daughter of Athena lifted her head, her sharp grey eyes pinning him to place like knives. She spinned her dagger, pressed her dagger under the son of Hecate's chin, lifting his head.

"He looks quite pretty like this, doesn't he?"

Percy decided to wisely not answer that question.

Alabaster stirred from his slumber, and Annabeth put her dagger back inside it's sheat upon noticing.

"...Beth?" Alabaster murmured, eyelashes fluttering from drowsiness. Her expression softened as she petted his hair and coed.

"Shh, go to sleep Al. You can join the conversation later," Her head snapped back to Percy, glaring, "We, have a lot to discuss."

i put off answering this ask because real life was beating my ass and i had no gas to write any fics... but here i am back in the cherry wine fic brainrot again.

and imma tell you, anon, holy shit this ask blew my mind when i first read it HAHAHAHAHAHHA i reread this ask so many times and i was like 'wow i cant believe my writing inspired something this INSPIRED' my jaw was hanging my pulse was tweaking etc etc.

the mental image of alabaster unwillingly napping in annabeth's lap while she's pretty much fucking filing her nails while waiting for percy is. SO GOOD. ,ALJGHKAJSDFHKLDJSAFHSD IM EATING IT UP AND I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS DYNAMIC.

when i started writing smartwatermagic i was very much focused on percybaster. but i've seen The Light TM thanks to others ehem ehem @everythingwasalreadypicked and this ask by @stygianoaths ... and now my brain is blaring sirens and very much obsessed with annabaster. there's so much shared history and common ground between them... young unacknowledged prodigies at chb, hero worshipping luke castellan, thrust into thankless leadership positions at young ages in a war, being deeply, irrationally driven by emotion despite being the smartest demigods of their generation, unadvisably staunch loyalty to their mothers??? i could write ESSAYS about them. guess a fic will have to do /j

all this to say, thank you thank you thank you for this mindblowing ask, anon. i love your writing! (im not saying you should hit me up or join the ta discord if you arent already in it but u def should ;DD)

#annabaster are having a 5d chess game with their eyes and poor percy is like pls dont kill each other #i adore them #theyre just deeply traumatized child soldiers #annabaster #smartwatermagic #my asks

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sundropmoondroplover · 7 months ago

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Protect The Starlight Sun/Moon x Reader Chapter 9

Once you got Sun back to the daycare it was time for you to clock out and head home. Sun was upset that you had to leave and was complaining why you couldn't have a sleepover in the daycare with him and Moon. "Sun, I would get in trouble for being here after hours if anyone found out about that..." you told Sun watching him walk around the daycare. "Well.. Not really. Barely anyone comes in the daycare at night. The only thing that happens is that Moon comes out every hour and goes around the PizzaPlex for security reasons.." Sun told you. You let out a sigh thinking it over. Yeah Sun and Moon could keep you very well hidden in the daycare all night. After a while of thinking about it you told Sun what your answer was.

This is how you ended up hours later still in the PizzaPlex with Sun. Sun kept you entertained with a lot of fun things. Right now you were playing the game uno with Sun. It was so cool how Sun could play this game with you. It really showed you how smart these animatronics were and how alive they were. Sun looked at you noticing you haven't taken your turn and got your attention. "Starlight! It's your turn! I put a red eight down" Sun said to you. "Oh.. I'm sorry Sun! Imma go now" you said putting an uno card down. After you did you started yawning from how tired you were. You needed sleep because you had to clock back in at 6am. Sun noticed that you were yawning. He wasn't one to help put people to sleep because he was so hyper and was made to be like that to play with kids.

Sun put his cards down and walked over to you sitting down next to you. "Starlight! I think it's time you go to sleep.. I don't know how to help you since I'm not the one who helps put kids to sleep like Moon does.." Sun told you. You smiled at Sun having an idea but you didn't know if Sun could stay still for a long time. "I have an idea Sun.. but.. how long can you stay still for?" You asked him. Sun looked around for a bit before looking back at you. "I'm naturally hyper but i can stay still for a little while.." He said to you. You noticed how Sun was sitting in criss cross position. You still couldn't get over how much bigger Sun and Moon both were over you. You crawled up to Sun and ended up sitting on his lap resting you head against his animatronic chest. As you did so Sun was surprised at what you were doing and why. You stayed resting like this with your head on his chest until you slowly started falling asleep. You noticed before you fully fell sleep Sun made sure you wouldn't fall over while sleeping by wrapping his long arms around your body. After that you fell asleep in his arms.

Sun P.O.V

I watched Y/n rest against me unsure what to do beside hold them so they didn't fall. I heard Moons voice in my head. 'You're actually letting Starlight sleep? Surprising as you're hyper and want kids active around you' I continued to watch Y/n rest against me. This felt nice but weird at the same time. 'This feels nice and weird Moon.. Why?' I waited for a few minutes for Moon to respond to me. 'This is called cuddling Sun. It naturally feels nice.. kids during nap time like cuddling with me to help them sleep. Once they are asleep i put them down to rest on a sleeping bag..' Moon responded to me. This feels nice. I held Y/n closer to my body enjoying the cuddling as Moon called it. Two Hours would go by as i'm holding Y/n and letting them rest as i knew 1am was coming soon which meant Moon would take over for a while. One am soon hit and i felt Moon take over our shared body.

Moon P.O.V

I was finally in control of me and Sun's shared body and I looked down at Y/n. I let out a little quiet purring noise as I was content like this. But however, I knew I would need to go do what I needed to do. I looked around for something comfy for Starlight to lay down on so I could go delete the camera footage. I found a soft enough surface in me and Sun's room. It was a big bean big and I set Y/n in it making sure she was comfy and asleep. I then grabbed a blanket and put it over Starlight before speaking out loud. "Sweet dreams Starlight.. I'm sorry I cant let you see what really happened between me and that coworker.." I said out loud before leaving the room. 'Aww.. you do care about Starlight!' Sun annoyed me in our shared mind. I quickly responded to Sun as I made my way to the security camera office. 'Shut up Sun..' After a while I soon made it to the security office to find the camera that caught what happened between me and that coworker.

I searched through the database of that day finally finding what I was looking for. I watched the screen seeing what had happened between me and the coworker. 'Why are you keeping this from Starlight? This looks serious..' 'Because no one can know what happened between us' I responded before erasing the evidence of what had happened. 'You seriously injured that coworker and for what reason?' I didn't answer Suns question as I went around the PizzaPlex every hour. Finally I finally answered Sun. 'I had to do what I did.. If i didn't something dangerous would've happened' I went back to the Daycare noticing how quiet Sun was in our shared mind space. I dismissed how quiet Sun was being and continued to go back to the Daycare making sure Starlight was still okay. As I made it into me and Sun's shared room I saw Starlight still asleep on the bean bag.

I let out a quiet purr walking over to the bean bag gently picking up Y/n. I sat in the bean bag chair and brought Y/n back into my lap. "Must protect Starlight at all cost.." I said quietly. I watched over Y/n making sure they were safe as I held them close to me. Noticing the time was almost 6am I gently woke up Starlight. "Wakey wakey Starlight.. you need to clock in soon.." I said gently. I wasn't loud like Sun and since I was in control I was going to wake up Starlight quietly. I felt Y/n move in my arms as they woke up yawning. They looked at me confused why I had woken them up and not Sun. "Um.. Why'd you wake me up and not Sun?" Starlight asked me. "Because Sun is not in control until 6am and it's currently 5:50am" I responded As soon as I told them what time it was they instantly got up to get ready I assume. As Y/n went to get ready I finally heard Sun speak in our shared mind. 'We can't keep this from Starlight Moon. We need to tell them' 'Not now..too dangerous. We need to protect Starlight. Starlight is in danger'

#fnaf security breach #sun #moon #sun x reader #moon x reader

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heavyhitterheaux · 2 years ago

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Aura

Mariah's Tale as told by the treacherous twin @harlowsbby

Heaux Tales of Jack Harlow

(Listen to Aura by Mariah the Scientist as you're reading)

I couldn't help but to chuckle, I mean what were you expecting? He's let you down several times before, but I was always so blinded by his love.

"Come on she's lying I don't have a wife or kids if I did, you'd most definitely would've already known about it I mean l'm Jack fucking Harlow."

Neelam gasped she knew Jack was capable of many things but calling her a liar?? Especially when she knew she wasn't lying was crossing the line.

"Please Mariah, let's go back to your place and talk things out." He pleaded and begged; I remember shaking my head at him.

"It's always my house Jack it's never let's go back to your place to chill." He was caught off guard; he didn't expect me to say that.

"Well, I mean you know Urban and sometimes the guys crash at my house for a few days, and we don't exactly live in the same city." Excuses that's all he ever did was give me excuses after excuses.

One thing you learned was if a man really wanted to be with you, he'd jump through obstacles to be with you but that wasn't the case with Jack. He had a family and wife blocking his chances.

"Just face the facts Jack I know what you did, and I have to leave, I love you well I loved you and I can't forgive you, I'm sorry." | squeaked out and pushed past him with glossy eyes.

"Thanks a lot, Neelam.” She scoffed and got up.

“She had to know, and I can’t believe you hid that from her and all of the other girls for that matter except Grace! You’re married with kids Jack. And married to my best friend I should add” Jack knew you’d find out sooner or later but he was hoping it was later or not at all.

“Why do you even give a fuck now? You’ve been helping me coordinate this shit so she doesn’t find out.”

“Because she doesn’t deserve this! You need to stop before I tell her.” Neelam added while challenging him.

“Okay, so tell her. What is she going to do? Leave me? Ain’t no way in hell she would get a divorce from me.”

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A Few Days Earlier

"Jack, stop it!" | giggled and pushed him off me as he gave me a grin and tried tickling me again. I squealed and tried running across his California king bed, but he of course grabbed me by my ankle and dragged me to the bottom of the bed.

"I don't think so baby girl, you've been a big baby all day so Imma tickle the attitude out of you."

He then proceeded to tickle me like there was no tomorrow squealed and laughed, begging him to stop but I didn't really want him to stop.

"What's the magic word baby?" His eyebrows raised waiting for my answer, but I was stubborn and there was no way I was giving in that easily.

"That you're a loser?" He smacked his lips and began to tickle my sides even harder, I squealed and moved around till I finally had enough.

"Alright, alright l'm sorry Jack just stop it." You giggled and he laughed before getting off of you.

"So do you have any plans for today?" You asked him.

“Uh I think l'm just going to go down to the studio for a bit and finish up a few songs." He said while fixing up his hair in the mirror.

Jack had flown you out to Louisville for a bit, you stayed in Las Vegas so whenever he had downtime he’d fly you out and spend time with you or he’d of course fly over to you.

The two of you met after his performance at Zoku nightclub and the rest was honestly history.

"Can I come with you? I mean l've been stuck in this hotel room for the past three days." You laughed and watched how his face suddenly got pale.

"For what? I mean you never come to the studio with me baby. He did have a point there, but you were bored and wanted to see more than just four boring walls.

"Well, I know that but what if I come today unless that's an issue? I just don't see why it would be an issue though." You mumbled that last part.

Jack knew he was in some shit because his wife was supposed to be at the studio to spend some time with him. The time was ticking, and he was honestly running out of excuses.

"Well how about this baby I go to the studio, and I meet up with you at Urban's place later? Ace is having a little get- together for the release of his solo project so we can meet up there and then leave early to get some food or something?"

Excuses he always had some type of excuse, you thought. You wanted to know what he was hiding because not even a few nights ago he had left the room two, maybe four times to take some call from "Neelam."

You gave him a tight-lipped smile and nodded your head. "I mean sure that's fine with me but what will I do till then?”

You asked him. He reached into his wallet and pulled out his credit card.

"Go around and shop for a bit, just buy whatever you want and something cute for later."

He wiggled his eyebrows making you giggle.

"Alright I'll see you later Jack." "I'll see you later, baby. I love you and stay safe."

Later On That Day

You honestly had no clue or idea where you were going since Louisville was so small yet so big at the same time.

You were getting frustrated all you wanted to do was spend quality time with Jack but obviously being at the studio was a bigger priority.

Looking up and reading all the names of the different shops you finally found one that caught your eye. It was a shop for lingerie and Jack did say get something cute to wear that night.

Once inside you were greeted by one of the workers. A short dark-haired women gave you a welcoming smile

"Hello honey, welcome to blue bunnies where you can find anything and everything to please not only you but your partner as well. Is there anything you're looking for?"

"Uh, just something small and cute. It's a surprise for my boyfriend."

"Do you know his favorite color at all?"

"Hmm it's purple." The worker proceeded to show you all of the different shades of purple lingerie she had before you settled on a lilac matching bra and panties set.

"He's going to love it." The lady said, making you smile bashfully, after you bought everything, you decided to go get some lunch at Morris Deli.

When you arrived you noticed a lady and some kids that looked awful a lot like Jack, but you didn't pay it no mind, until you were starting to make your way out of the door and heard a voice on the women's phone that sounded awfully familiar to Jack's.

"What? How come the credit card company sent me an email saying I bought stuff at blue bunnies?" The lady said which made you freeze and maybe you were overthinking it a bit, but you were the only person in blue bunnies as far as you knew.

“I got you something special, that's why. Now did you get my sandwich? I'm starving over here baby." Now that you had a chance to hear that voice loud and clear it had to have been Jack, you could pick his voice out of a line up.

You quickly rushed out of the store and sprinted back to the car Jack had let you borrow. Once inside you started thinking back to the lady that you saw and how one of the kids looked identical to Jack down to his curls and freckles and the little boy was Jack to a tee.

"He has a... he has a wife and kids." You said out loud. Your stomach turned. Even though none of this was your fault and you had no idea he had an entire wife and kids at home. You suddenly had this burden that you were the reason his kids were going to be fatherless.

Later That Night

When you arrived at Urban's house you had a million things going through your head at once.

You didn't want to seem as if there was an issue or a problem but how were you going to manage to do that when there was a problem.

Before you were able to knock on the door it was swung open by Jack.

"Baby I missed you so much." He pulled you into him, wrapping you in his warm embrace. You wanted to hug him back and kiss him and smother him with your love but knowing what you know now wouldn't let you.

"Hey... Jack" you said awkwardly, making him pull back.

"What's wrong babe?"

"I just don't feel that great is all."

"Well come inside and get some water and maybe lay on the couch and you'll feel better."

You followed him inside and were greeted by Urban and the guys.

"What's good Mariah?”

Ace smiled and pulled you in for a hug.

"Hi Ace, congratulations on your newest song." He thanked you and you went to sit on the couch. You observed Jack as he sat across from you on his phone blushing and smiling at God knows what, probably his kids or his wife.

"Why don't we all play a game or something?"

Neelam asked which broke your attention away from Jack.

“What game?” 2fo asked.

“Truth or dare.” Everyone agreed and made their way to the couch. Jack sat down next to you and wrapped his arm around your shoulder. Normally you'd lean into his touch and snuggle into him but not this time and that's something he noticed.

"Mariah, do you want to go first?" Neelam asked and you'd decline but this time you had things you wanted to know and things you wanted to get off your chest.

"Sure so Jack, truth or dare?" You turned to him and waited for his answer.

"Uhhh ima go with truth."

"Is it true you've got a wife and kids?" Everyone in the room got quiet including Jack which gave you your answer.

"So you do?”

"He does and I hate the way I didn't tell you about it." Neelam said with tears of her own in her eyes. Jack looked over at Neelam in disbelief.

"Well the party is over, we'll just take this back at my house." Ace said and everyone got up and left leaving just Jack, Neelam and Urban and yourself.

"Mariah please listen to me Neelam is lying."

"I'm not lying Jack you know I'm telling the truth." Neelam defended herself.

"Jack you don't have to lie, I saw your wife earlier along with your kids. She was a Morris Deli bringing you lunch to the studio." You spoke and avoided any and every eye contact with him.

“Can we just talk Mariah?” You scoffed, was he honestly being serious right now?

"We have nothing to talk about Jack. You hid the fact that you have a wife and kids from me for months. Do you know how disgusting and terrible that makes me feel?" You cried out as he watched how your lip began to tremble.

"Do you need a ride back to your hotel room Mariah?" Urban asked softly,

"No but I do need a ride back to the airport because we're done Jack."

Your heart ached saying those words but you couldn't keep up with this anymore you didn't want to be the reason his kids no longer were able to see their father nor did you want that burden anymore.

Seeing someone for who they are and not what you want them to be was a deeper level of hurt.

You thought Jack was everything and more and you thought what you had was special but you thought wrong.

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sixosix · 1 year ago

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back by unpopular demand, it's me(that deadman aether anon, that's just my name now i guess)! here to poke the newest chapter a few times until it gives me answers

imma just hit this right off the bat since the chapter just came out- a little crazy? A LITTLE?? man's taking after his 'father' more than he realizes, no wonder he is next in line to be 'king'.

seriously tho, the mental/emotional range lyney has this chapter is wild to me. he's so happy and giddy but even though that doesn't necessarily go away he flips a switch to serious mode when lynette questions him.

he's just?? constantly planning? like here he is, acting almost lovesick over thawed!reader but he keeps hyperfocused on any information she drops to store for later use. worrying over her using her old weapon from her time at the house? already planning on how to get her the perfect weapon as a gift and asks her about childe's methods. 'idle' conversation? instantly mentally notes what topics she is avoiding. she questions him about what the house is doing? i'd bet real money he noted that as well, not to mention wording his answer so that he didn't fully lie to her(after earlier mentioning that she would know if he was lying to her face??? lsafdkjfsa).

Like! Literally, his first words after their little spar date were “She’s hiding something”. sjklsflaljf, like yeah??! She is!!! About a lot of things my guy! Just wait until you get the full picture and not just the flawed info you got right now.

SPEAKING OF WHEN THAT LAST SCENE THO-

Behind Lyney, the moonlight scatters all over. It is a little hard to tell what face he’s making. “I’m doing this exactly because I’m trying not to drive her away.”

This. This snatched my focus. Lyney (and by extension the rest of the fauti trio) are playing chess while Aether and Thawed!Reader are playing checkers!

this is getting long so i'll cut myself off because i know I'm gonna barge in with more random thoughts later- just please know I'm absolutely gonna be re-reading this for the next couple days.

HI DEADMAN AETHER ANON!! always a joy to see u here. that being said,

WHAT THE FUCK!!!! how did u get it so quickly ??? i was literally just talking about it w my friend earlier where i was saying that i wanted lyney to play into the role he said he never wanted 😨‼️ its incredible u got it right off the bat! i thought itd take a few chapters before it sinks in to the readers (including the actual reader)

lyney doesnt bother hiding his expressions w lynette bc she could tell if he plasters on a fake smile anyway—and thats probably way more disturbing for her 😕

yeahh lyney is a bit 😝😝😝😝😝 rn bc lets be real… thawed!lyney and reader are not emotionally stable…… as art naosaki once said in our dms, “Reader needs to learn how to stay and lyney needs to learn how to let go.”

the !!! analogy!!! thats so genius!! i love that :D

thank you somuch once again for sharing your thoughts!!! its like meeting someone on the same wavelength as me!!!!! its so cool to read what u have to say

CANT WAIT FOR MORE OF UR WONDERFUL THOUGHTS!!! ❤️❤️❤️ your observations are OUTSTANDING as always

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blossom-works · 2 years ago

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Together We Give Our Hearts

Erwin Smith, also known as the Iron Commander of the Scout Regiment. A well-respected man by his subordinates and fellow commanders. A disliked man by the public and the nobles he serves. When he became the thirteenth commander of the Survey Corps, Erwin had to say goodbye to his humanity. Ironically, it was the only way to save humanity. Many of his comrades and friends died under his command. All so humanity can survive in their cruel world, and so Erwin can make his dream into a reality. He is a man who died alongside majority of his regiment.

With one arm he led them and himself to their deaths. Flying boulders were hurled at them by a creature known as the Beast Titan. Erwin Smith died from extreme damage to his abdomen which caused him to bleed out. He died before he can uncover the secrets of his world, before he could prove his father’s theory to be true. When Erwin Smith died, he was freed from their cruel world. He bittersweetly left the rest of mankind’s burden to his closest friends.

Luckily though, this is not the cruel world Erwin Smith was born into. No. This is a world where things like the Beast Titan do not exist. One where Erwin Smith did not have to give up his humanity to save humanity. In fact, humanity does not need saving. No need for all that suffering. Here, Erwin Smith is a history teacher at Paradis Academy in his early thirties. Not a commander but a teacher. Sounds like a better deal, does it not?

“Erwin! Where have you been? We were waiting for you at the teacher’s lounge!”

“Where do you think he’s been four-eyes? It’s clear that he’s been burying himself in his paperwork, again.”

“I see that, but it’s our lunch break. Time to take a break from grading papers and put some food in our belly.”

Hange picks up a few of the student’s papers off of Erwin’s desk. Levi blankly looks at his science fanatic friend before looking at his history fanatic friend. Sure enough, Erwin is not even paying attention to them. He is too wrapped up in grading his papers. Erwin’s thick brows are furrowed as his blue eyes scan the papers left to right, marking whatever the student missed or got incorrect. Hange tries again to get the blonde’s attention but to no avail. She did, however, start messing with his stacks of papers which did get his attention.

“What do you want Hange? I’m a little busy right now.”

“I can see that, but you need to get something in your stomach. If she sees that you haven’t touched your lunch she would raise hell about it - You know that. Plus, it isn’t good to work on an empty stomach. I should know. Imma scientist!”

“Hey, you’re too loud! We’re adults, not the brats we’re paid to babysit.”

“Oh, shut it, Levi.” Hange goes into Erwin’s personal bag and grabs his lunch with no problem. She pushes the container of food into Levi’s hands (which earned her his famous glare) and starts pulling on Erwin’s arm. “Let’s go!”

No matter how hard she pulls, the man would just not budge. Hange knows Erwin works out at one of the local gyms, but damn! Huffing, she uses her science filled brain to come up with the best possible way to solve the problem. Ah ha! Pulling out her phone she unlocks it and her thumbs start going mad. The phone tings with every key she presses. Her right thumb smashes the send button, and not a minute later Erwin’s phone starts buzzing. Knowing what Hange did, Erwin gives his friend a knowing look and slices the “answer” icon.

Before he can get a sound out, immediately he is yelled at by the caller.

“What does Hange mean that you’re working during your lunch break! Erwin Smith, I do not make you lunch everyday only to have it be ignored.”

“You know I eat my lunch, dear. My tupperwares are always on the dish rack by the end of the day.”

“Yes, but there’s a reason why you have something called a ‘lunch break’. A break from work so you can eat your lunch, so you don’t go starving for the day.”

“Yes, but-”

“No, buts Smith. Hange better text me that she saw you eat all your lunch before you leave for work or else.”

Oh, boy. Does Erwin not want to find out what the “or else” would be. He loves you but you can be a scary woman sometimes. Even for him, your finance. Yes, in this life Erwin Smith found love and stayed in love. Before, in the world full of titans, Erwin fell in love with a woman named Marie but never followed through with it. He dedicated his life to fighting titans. A job that does not guarantee safety. Falling in love and having family was a no go as the Iron Commander.

But now, Erwin is in love and is going to marry the woman he loves. Not Marie though. You. The two of you met during your college years. You were studying psychology and Erwin, world history. Your schools were teaming up together for a community program. You volunteered to help with your friends while Erwin got volun-told by his. One of the first things you said to him was this, “Your name is spelled Erwin, but it’s pronounced Air-Vin.”

Sure enough, you made an impression on the man.

The program lasted for three months. You and Erwin used that as an advantage to get to know each other better. When the program ended, he asked you out on a date. Then a few more. Then you asked him on a couple of dates. He asked you to be his girlfriend. You agreed. You two became college sweethearts. Moved in together when you both finished school. Got a dog. He met your parents. You met his father. Erwin proposed and you said “yes”.

When you hung up the phone Erwin accepted defeat. He gets up from his chair, pushes it in, and takes the container that Hange threw at Levi. Jumping at joy that she beat her stone like friend with just a few clicks, Hange skips behind him. Levi huffs in annoyance at how troublesome his friends are, but deep down, he enjoys them. They are the only people he will willingly surround himself with.

Walking into the teacher’s lounge they head straight for their everyday table. Similar to the kids they teach, Erwin and his group of friends have a designated table just for them. An unofficial, official claim on a seating area. Erwin, Hange, Levi, Miche, Moblit, and a few others sit there. A friendship that runs deeper than beneath the surface. These guys are like family. Brothers in arms.

“It’s about time you guys got here. I was beginning to wonder if you three bailed and went home.”

“Oh, come on Miche. They’re not a group of delinquent students. We all know why they had trouble getting Erwin away from his desk.”

Hange steps in. She has a blush on her face and her hands are laced together. “He’s getting married tomorrow!” She sings.

The reminder brings a small smile on Erwin’s lips. He sure is. Tomorrow will be Saturday. On that day, tomorrow, Erwin will be married to the woman he loves - you. The blonde takes his seat and releases the tabs that secure the top to the container. His lunch is supposed to be eaten hot, but it is not bad cold.

“OooO, what did she make for you this time?”

“It’s just leftovers from yesterday’s dinner.”

Like they are children again, getting ready to graduate, their collected voices orbit the table. So carefree they are. No worries about man eating monsters on the loose. No government in their asses. No mourning over lost comrades. Just academy employees enjoying their lunches together.

When three am hits, Erwin scrambles to gather his things. He makes sure that the papers on his desk are neatly piled in their designated spot with the appropriate sticky note on it. He checks to see if his rosters are easily seen and any notes the substitute should keep an eye on. His students can get a bit rowdy, but they are good kids. Erwin’s preparations are just a precautionary measure. He rechecks everything another time and then another after that. Satisfied, he closes his door, locking it, and heads to his car.

Some of his coworkers greet him along his way. Most of them congratulated him on his upcoming nuptials. Students wave at him when they spot their favorite history teacher. While his teaching subject is inherently boring and even hard, Erwin makes it fun and engaging to his students. It is one of the things that makes Erwin Smith one of the greatest teachers in the academy’s history.

Erwin’s blue eyes spot some of his students waving to him and like his coworkers, congratulating him. When Erwin’s students found out that he is getting married, they lost their minds. As far as they were concerned, Mr. Smith was not a man who had any interest in the opposite or the same sex. Erwin does not talk about his personal life to anyone who he is not close with. Anytime a student of his would ask about his life outside of work, he would give vague answers. Erwin never shut down their questions, no matter how personal they got.

When his coworkers found out that Erwin is getting married and the fact that he was dating someone all along, there was a slum of emotions. A good bit of his female coworkers was disappointed that they never stood a chance and his male coworkers were stunned that he kept quiet for so long. When the academy found out about Erwin’s relationship status, he was bombarded with multiple questions.

Erwin tosses his bag in the passenger seat, revs his car, checks his mirrors, and heads home. Right now, is rush hour. Schools are dismissing their students and staff and others are getting off work. The academy is close to the city so traffic can be a huge pain. Erwin especially since he lives in the suburbs. He chose to live there for its quietness, and for the space to raise a family. A little surprising since Erwin grew up in the urban areas.

He was totally fine with living in an apartment or penthouse with a family, but when he met you, that changed. Erwin wanted his kids to have an actual yard to play in. He wanted to renovate his home the way you told him to. He wanted to hear his children’s footsteps coming up and down the stairs, and to have enough room to run around in the living room. Erwin cannot have that if he and his family were to live in a tall, city building. So, suburbs it is.

Now, some may be thinking that there is no way that the Erwin Smith is rushing to get home. The man is always calm and collected in any given situation. But this is not just any situation. Erwin wants to get home to you. He is in a rush to see his fiancé for one last night before he is able to call you, his wife. Only those closest to him and you know that Erwin Smith is easy to read when it comes to the woman he loves. On more than one occasion during your early dating stage did the man choke on his own words. Miche even once told you that Erwin had to give himself a pep talk before taking you on a date. Honestly, you have the man wrapped around your pinky finger.

Driving down the familiar street, Erwin lightly presses the brakes. Turning his wheel right, he pulls into the driveway. He presses a button on his visor which opens the garage. Erwin always parks on the left side of the garage and you the right. Just like how Erwin sleeps on the left side of the bed and you the right of the bed. Gathering his thinks and turning off the engine, Erwin closes the garage and walks inside your shared home.

The layout of the house is pretty simple. The garage door opens into a hallway that has a bathroom, storage closet, and a guest bedroom. When Erwin goes left from the garage door, he enters a smaller hallway that connects the living room, kitchen, dining room, and foyer. Nails scratching against the wooden floors get louder and louder. Before the blue-eyed man can put his things down, he is hit with a big, hairy body.

Nelson. Named after a childhood hero from a book Erwin read. Also, a two-hundred-pound English Mastiff. You two bought Nelson on a whim. You were scrolling through social media and saw that a breeder nearby was selling English Mastiffs. While scrolling through the breeder’s page and looking to make sure they are reputable, you shoved your phone in Erwin’s face and begged him to allow you to get a puppy. Your (then) boyfriend was hesitant. You both have full time jobs so taking care of a dog may shake things up. You then proceeded to tell him all about the breed’s temperament and even present him with a power point. Erwin has to say, you do a better job at presentations than his students.

Giving into your request, Nelson was brought home. An energetic pup that quickly grew to the two-hundred-pound dog he is today. Nelson is spoiled by both his parents, but mainly you. Out of the both of you, Erwin is stricter with Nelson. One of the first things Erwin taught the dog is to not jump on people. Not only is it widely unwelcome, but Erwin was worried for you. You are a little bit taller than Levi, but still small and petite. Nelson can knock you over in an instant and possibly hurt you.

“Hello there, Nelson. Where’s your mama?” Erwin asks as he ruffles through the dog’s fur. Nelson’s excitement at seeing his father has him quite literally drooling. That is one downside to having a dog like him. The drool never ceases to stop, and do not get Erwin started when it comes to food or treats.

The mastiff gives out a deep bark and runs out of the hallway. Erwin presumes that Nelson is leading him towards you. Sure enough, there you are. Sitting on the couch, on your laptop, wearing one of his t-shirts. Nelson sits himself right next to you and paws at you, demanding attention and pets. Being the dog mom you are, you give him what he wants. Honestly, Erwin can only imagine what it would be like for you to be a mom mom. The couch is an L-shape, and your back is facing the opening from the hallway, giving Erwin the perfect advantage to sneak up on you.

Quietly, he sets his things down on the floor and tiptoes behind you. If Erwin Smith, Commander of the Survey Corps could see this, he would have no idea what to think. Never had the Iron Commander ever sneak up on someone, let alone his lover. Waiting for the right moment he grabs your shoulders and shouts “Boo!”. The scare shakes you so much that you drop your laptop on your feet and whip your head around to see who it is.

“Erwin! I dropped my laptop because of you!” You scolded him with a pounding heart. The man knows you scare easily, and he uses it to his advantage. His deep laugh echoes in the cozy room as Nelson gets comfortable on his spot on the couch.

You scramble to bend down and scoop your laptop off of the carpeted ground. Thankfully, nothing seems to be broken. You huff and go back to looking at your Pinterest board for the wedding.

“I thought you said that you were going to take it easy the night before the wedding.” Erwin repeats as he sits down next to you.

“I am. I’m just looking over everything to make sure we’re not missing anything.”

Erwin looks at the screen and then looks up to your face. Your brows are scrunched together, and your lips are doing that little pout you do when you are concentrating. He takes the device out of your hands and places it elsewhere. He then scoops one arm under your legs and the other behind your back and sits you on his lap. Nuzzling his nose on the top of your head he says, “We’ve gone over the board plenty of times in the past year. Everything will be perfect tomorrow, so don’t think too much about it.”

His beautiful blues get lost in your eyes. With his sweet nothings Erwin presses kisses all over your face with his slightly chapped lips.

“Now, let’s spend some time together before Hange comes in and steals you away from me.”

Erwin places a firm kiss on your lips, allowing your lips to moisten his. Giving into his wish, you reciprocate his kiss. Wrapping your arms around his neck you pull your bodies closer.

Breaking the kiss you say, “I love you, Erwin.”

A couple of years ago he gave himself permission to give you his heart, and you his. Since then life has gotten better. Sure, there were ups and downs in your relationship, but who does not. Each trial only made him love you more, and he only hopes that you two can care for each other’s hearts until death.

“I love you too.” He whispers.

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knightyoomyoui · 2 years ago

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The 1% Of Chances | TWICE Jeongyeon x Male Reader Fanfic: CHAPTER 4

"Sky's getting dark, Imma go back to my house and sleep guys.", you said to the microphone of your headphone set placed near in your mouth.

"Same. It's better to continue this house in daylight.", Mina replied, her voice was clearly audible in your ear from your headphone.

"Jihyo, where are you?"

"Wait, I'm trying to go back up. I'm in the cave just finished searching for diamonds, guys.", Jihyo responded, a little bit of struggle poked in her tone.

"Alright, we'll just wait he-"

You were about to complete your words when a deafeaning scream barges in your eardrum that made you wince in pain and coated your skin in chills.

Mina suffered the same, and both of you caught a sight in your respective computer screens in sync after Jihyo's scream resonated in your audio.

"zyozyo was killed by a Creeper."

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHH NOOOOOOOO!!!"

"Yikes.", you simply commented. Mina stiffled a laugh until she immediately gave up seconds later, finding the unfortunate fate for Jihyo's avatar too hilarious which you helplessly joined in.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, are you okay unnie?"

"LESS THAN OKAY, OKAY?!", Jihyo's frustration emerged. "Aaaaaa my things are now gone!!! And my 5 diamonds that I just freaking searched so hard too!!!", she lets out a baby whine.

You echoed another laugh which earned an iconic "Yah!" offended sound from Jihyo herself. "I didn't even know there's a creeper about to explode behind me while I'm busy making a dirt stair."

Confident that Jihyo respawned on her own house after the death screen, you commanded and attempted to relax her. "Don't worry, Ji. Me and Mina will help get that. You remember the direction of the cave right?"

"Yeah."

"Good. Let's sleep now so we can go back to our tasks quick."

You clicked on your mouse, pointing the crosshair on the bed; controlling your avatar to lay on your red wooled bed.

The screen slowly fades to black while Jihyo spoke again. "As my repay, I'll make you guys diamond weapons and armors."

"Cool!", Mina reacted positively.

"Oh yeah thanks, Ji!!!", you said; fully motivated to follow Jihyo and reclaim her things that were left scattered in the cave.

But then, just as when all of your each characters awakened in a new morning setting; your phone begun suddenly ringing; alarming you from an anonymous call.

"Uhh girls, I'll be afk for a sec. I got a call.", you excused yourself after pressing the options menu of the game you're playing.

"We'll wait."

"Take your time, YNN."

You removed the headphone wrapped above your head, placing it on your gaming table then muted your mic on your discord channel where Jihyo and Mina are also active in the call before you swiped the screen to the green button to answer.

You recognized that the call is coming from Sadness noona, based from the tag labeled in the profile.

"Hello, noona?

"YN, hi!", Sadness greeted you. "May I ask if Jeongyeon can be free this week or in the next?"

"Lemme take a look, noona.", you reached for your tablet inside your desk and opened it. Scrolling through your notes, you entered your own made schedule calendar for Jeongyeon's pending activities and projects.

"Uhh yes, noona. She's available on the rest of this week afterwards."

"Good! Tell her that she was invited to guest in the radio show hosted by DAY6 YoungK which we were allowed to asked and choose what day they are free. I called Heungson and Yeongsu for Nayeon and Sana's sched and they said they're also good to go."

"Oh, Nayeon and Sana will join Jeongyeon?"

"Yeah, three of them.", Sadness said. "So yeah, I'll infrom the staffs now that they can appear on the next episode this coming Saturday. Don't forget to tell Jeongyeon about this, okay?"

"Noted, noona."

"Okay, bye! Thanks for responding, YN!", you bid your goodbye too before noona did the serve to end the call.

After your conversation with Sadness, you placed your phone back to the table and wore your headphones again, unmuting your mic to speak for go signal to continue your Minecraft playtime that you promised with Mina and Jihyo today.

1 HOUR LATER

After your gameplay ended with them, you walked out of your room and went to their dorm where you gave a 'good game gesture on Mina and Jihyo who both exited their rooms to rest in the couch together.

"Is Jeongyeon in her room?", you asked after you glanced at the show they're watching on TV.

"Yeah, cleaning as usual.", Jihyo answered.

"Okay, thanks. I'll talk to her in a bit about her schedule.", the leader nodded before she directed her eyes back at the screen.

You cautiously stepped onto the front of Jeongyeon's door which is slightly opened, revealing a narrow view of the idol fixing her bedsheet and pillow.

"She really does love cleaning.", you chuckled to yourself. It makes you awe that before you can only hear and see from shows, interviews or even their own content that your bias is the clean freak of the group which is a nice thing to know; now you're literally standing in front of her room to see it by yourself personally.

You knocked at the door twice to grab the attention of the busy woman.

She turned around, seeing your figure blocking the doorway.

"Oh, YN oppa?"

"Hi Jeong.", you grinned. "Sorry to interrupt your chores, by the way."

"No it's fine, I'm almost done now anyway.", Jeongyeon smiled assuringly, swiping the fabric of the bedsheet to make it look less crumpled.

"What brings you here, oppa?"

"Well, Sadness-noona asked me if you are available this week for another schedule, I said yes because tomorrow you have your dance practice with your instructor and that was supposed to be the last for the remainder of the week.", you explained as Jeongyeon continued to fix her bed while she focusedly listened at you.

"But I gave away one free day of yours for a radio show invitation. Sadness-noona confirmed it now that you'll be there with Nayeon and Sana."

"Oh, they're coming too?", Jeongyeon was surprised.

"Yeah, as per request by the DJ.", you nodded.

"What radio show?"

"Kiss The Radio?", you were a little unsure in your tone because you nearly forgot what it called. "Noona said it's Day6 Young K who sent the invitation."

"Ooohhhh! Hehe, it's Young K sunbae.", Jeongyeon lets out an enlightened sound with her mouth agaped as she identified the person you just mentioned.

"He's a senior in our company, oppa."

"Oh? 3rd Gen?"

"Yup, he's part of DAY6 which is our company's band. Not our only one though, they just debuted a new rookie of ours named XDinary Heroes few months ago.", Jeongyeon shared another additional information which piqued your interest.

"That's actually fascinating.", you hummed and cupped your chin. "Well, have fun on their show okay?"

"I'm already excited.", Jeongyeon increased her voice of delight. "I love their group and... h-he's my bias too so... yeah hihi.", she giggled.

You aren't mistaken no matter how many times you want to replay it in your mind that Jeongyeon flushed right after she said that which kind of made your smile minimize a bit.

You snapped out of the ridiculous thoughts in your mind immediately that were beginning to cloud your head as you talked back to her.

"Aah, now it makes sense.", you gawked. "I could relate on how it feels like meeting your bias, that's why I understand your uplifted reaction right now Jeong."

"I figured out the same.", she agreed.

You cast another short stare at her as you can't help but to be stuck for a moment at her glorious visuals, heart rising and falling quite faster as you savor how good it feels to see her as usual.

"I-I'll go back to my dorm now, Jeong. Have a nice day."

"Okayyy! Thanks for the update oppa and enjoy the rest of the day.", Jeongyeon waved cutely at you which you unhesitantly responded the same, not wanting to leave it ignored.

You walked away from her room and whistled at Mina one last time before leaving their dorm, throwing a half filled pack of Skittles in your pocket which made the penguin instantly happy.

3 DAYS LATER

The van you're riding together with Jeongyeon, Nayeon and Sana along with Heungson and Yeongsu, two other fellow managers of yours who are in charge of the two other idols has arrived in front of the KBS Cool FM radio station in Seoul.

After parking the medium of transportation in the vacant lot, you escorted Jeongyeon on stepping out the van before all six of you entered the building.

Reaching the 5th floor where the Kiss The Radio room is located, the KBS staffs instructed you, Heungson and Yeongsu to stay behind the radio broadcasting room while Jeongyeon, Sana and Nayeon were offered to sit on their respective seats already while waiting for the show to start.

Few minutes has passed, the DJ himself Young K of Day6 enters the room which all of you stood up and greeted him politely while the girls' was mixed with less awkwardness because them four are already close to one another.

And there you noticed that Jeongyeon's reaction when Young K high fived with her was a bit suspicious from you. Even though she covered her mouth you knew exactly that she sported with the same blush she had earlier when YoungK's name is being mentioned.

You smiled along with your poker face and it vanishes painfully slow as you watched the entire segment of them conversing with full of fun around the room.

It's unavoidable to feel a bit disheartened seeing Jeongyeon listening very attentively at YoungK with her eyes sparkling in full brightness of energy within her, now that she's sharing a moment with her bias and you on the other hands, is having a heavy crush on the girl idol.

You tried to chill down as you repeatedly reminding yourself that he's just Jeong's bias but the negative is kicking back, telling you otherwise that why you should go on that side when you knew that you won't even have a chance with her, as if she'll care about your feelings for her... so you must let it hurt and keep that jealousy in you.

As the show ended, the girls requested for all three of you to capture a photo of them with YoungK together.

You followed too and grabbed your phone, pointing the camera at the group.

But what you saw made your heart ache more.

YoungK was beside Jeongyeon, his arm wrapped around her back and reaching her shoulder to hold onto.

You emotionlessly took a shot at them then showed the pictures at Jeongyeon which was nearly satisfied at these.

Nearly, because she gave a favor one last time for you to do quick to make her fully satisfied.

"Oppa, take a picture of us and YoungK please?", Jeongyeon pursed her ducky lips on you. It was cute, you admitted... but the mood has been ruined with your overthinking about their relationship together that probably more than meets the eye.

"O-okay."

Jeongyeon clapped before she called YoungK and insisted him to pose together for another picture.

There, you just witness them being very close together; standing in front of them looking like you're totally fine but you're not.

YoungK wrapped again his arm around Jeongyeon and they both showed peace signs which you quickly captured them, unable to bear this scene much longer.

You successfully made Jeongyeon think it was enough, allowing the six of you to leave and say goodbye to YoungK who is blessed to entertain his guests for tonight.

As you stood out of the exitway of the building, the cold night air harshly blew everyone of you; making yourselves cover your faces with your hands to avoid contact with the dusts splattered and went crazily flew around you.

Jeongyeon failed to manage protecting her own pair as you observed her blinking rapidly and rubbed her eyes furiously, letting out wincing sounds that concerned you.

"Ah my eyes!"

"Don't rub your eyes, Jeong. Show it to me."

You guided her hands to pull them down and reveal her poor eyes affected by the strong wind.

"Stay still okay?"

You gently opened her eyelid and expose her eyeball on you before blewing a small puff of air from your mouth carefully to lessen the pain and remove the fine dust irritating it.

You did the same on the other one before you let go as she recovers her sight.

"Geez, you turned into a rockstar.", you chuckled and made the rest laugh when they got what you were pertaining at.

Jeongyeon's hair was roughly haggard and unorganized, raising some couple of strand above her length.

You fixed her hair willingly in your own service, stepping forward and closer as you began combing her hair too.

Now that she looks presentable again instead of having a "woke up like this"-like look, you were about to take out your fingers stroking her hair when your eyes matched at Jeongyeon who has her sight clear again, and the first thing she saw properly back was the view of your face that drowns her in captivity.

It was a daring staring contest between the two of you, rolling your black orbs around every spots of Jeongyeon's unreal beauty while she does the same at you undeniably attracting babyface look.

Your senses reawakened when the van beeped caused by the driver to signal all of you, breaking the stare you had with her.

Sana turned off her phone and placed it on her bag. "Are we good now guys? Jeongyeon-unnie?"

"Y-yeah, my eyes are okay now.", she smiled.

"You should look at yourself earlier Jeongyeon-ah, the wind turned you into a chicken for a while.", Nayeon burst out in laughter while Jeongyeon got annoyed at the teasing of the oldest.

"Yah! Im Nayeon you're just lucky you didn't had your hair messed up like me... because for sure yours would be a lot worse.", she spatted bitterly at her bestfriend.

All of you started walking through the van, with you and Jeongyeon following behind.

"Is that true oppa? Do I looked funny there?"

"Y-yeah, it did.", you admitted. Jeongyeon pouted sulkily, which worried you and warmed your soul effectively at the same time.

"... but that was only your hair I'm referring at. Mine's not agreeing on what Nayeon described you. Like I said... you resemble a rockstar, a rad one.", you patted her head and smiled softly.

"What's rad?"

"Being cool.", you elaborated.

Jeongyeon went fluttered, tilting her head away from you slowly as she lowered it and took her precious time to calm herself down.

You let her enter first before you took the turn, sitting comfortably on the seat then closed the sliding door so that the driver can now engage the wheels and roll down the road back to your homes.

"Thanks, YN.", she said to you which you appreciatingly took it with a smile.

Everyone went silent during the drive. You were currently vibing onto your J. Cole playlist when in a single twist of your head you saw that Jeongyeon is flicking her eyelids on and off, yawning intensifies with her head waving back and forth, sign that she's getting sleepy.

You quickly took action, grabbing her head by your hand and placed it atop of your shoulder.

Placing the other piece of your earphone to her ear, you let her hear the song you're listening into.

Lack of awareness, it was just in time for Jeongyeon to hear the smooth ending adlibs of 'A lot' by 21 Savage ft. J. Cole with a woman melodically sang the words:

"I love you for so many reasons~"

Jeongyeon felt like as if it was a message coming from you, glancing at your side profile smiling at how good the song is before she slowly fell asleep with a intensely growing blush in her cheek and a blissfully quivering heart done by you.

#twicejeongyeon #twiceau #twicejeongyeonau #jeongyeonxmalereader #twicefanfic #twicejeongyeonfanfic #kpopau #kpopfanfic #the1percentofchances

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sometimesraven · 1 year ago

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for any OC you'd like!

marker, crayon, eraser, pastels, creative!

Thank you for the ask!! Imma answer these for Erik as he's the primary Love Interest of book 2 and on my mind right now!

Marker: what's one thing your character would never tattoo on their body, even if they were paid a million dollars for it?

Honestly, as long as it's pretty he'll do it, Erik doesn't have much shame when it comes to his body (I'm like THIS CLOSE to giving him a lower back tattoo that he proudly calls his tr*mp stamp sfjkgshkgj). As long as it's not hateful, I think he'll do anything. So uh,,, hateful stuff. N*zi shit, yanno?

Crayon: what was your OC like when they were four years old? Were they loud? Shy? Were they the resident "weird kid" or did they get along with others their age?

Erik was a very shy, very sweet kid. He was the kind of kid who'd babble endlessly and loudly about something if you prompted him, but would hide behind an adult's leg if a stranger smiled at him, yanno the type? He was v. sweet and wanted to be friends with everyone which ended up translating into Bad Things for him later down the line because the Controller noticed that everyone liked him and when you stand out to the Controller, good or bad, it's not going to end well for you.

Eraser: what's one way this character has changed over time? Either over the course of their story, or over the course of designing them as an author.

Erik is one who's changed A Lot but also not at all? He's always had pretty much the same personality: stoic and angry with strangers/under stress, cocky and flirty the rest of the time. It's only really his appearence that's changed and even that isn't by much. He used to be a wild haired white boy with blue eyes and now he's a wild haired sephardic jewish enby with blue eyes that have brown patches in them XD

Pastels: Give me three colors that best represent your OC. Now give me three colors that your OC likes best. Is there an overlap?

I always draw Erik in purple! I also associate silver and sky blue with him. He definitely loves silver and purple, but I think he's into pink and yellow too

Creative!: free space! share something you've been dying to share about your writing! Could be an OC that never gets the limelight, a moment you were proud of, or anything else you'd like to share

OKAY SO I haven't been able to talk about them much because they're the protag of book 3 and I haven't even finished book 2 yet BUT

this is Evie (this is AI generated SORRY it was done with Artbreeder a long-ass time ago, I'm working on phasing them out)

unlike Erik who is still figuring himself out, Evie has access to everyone's fears and has been actively socialising with the family of their trans son, so they know what's up and they know some of the ugliest sides of the world

They're basically the personification of "are you going to respect his pronouns or is this they/them going to make you a were/was". Evie can and WILL fuck you up if you cross their family, but their main conflict in their story is going to be surrounding their personal safety and emotional wellbeing, which they Neglect Greatly. Their story is going to be a tragedy romance that represents the likelihood of someone raised into abuse going into further abusive relationships, and basically figuring out their own autonomy and their place outside of their family.

Basically I love them and I can't wait to write for them (and to learn more about Korean culture alongside them as they were raised separated from it and are trying to reconnect!)

#answered #practically-an-x-man #original character #original novel #urban fantasy #character asks #truth saga #truthsaga #the truth saga #truthlore #erik

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goldenhawk18550 · 1 year ago

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I hope you don't mind me adding on to this but here I go-

I can also see Danny, while cleaning and helping Gotham, just appear in Wayne Manor, pulling out blob ghosts and funky ectoplasm out of the brickwork and walls, then walking up to each of Gotham's little knights and pulling out corrupted ectoplasm, starting off with Dick, reaching into his chest and pulling out a large coagulated clump of ectoplasm and negativity, with it being like:

Dick: Who are you and what are you doing here!-

Danny: Cleaning, don't mind me *looks at Dick* This might help- *Pulls out clump of negativity and ectoplasm* Have a nice day *phases through a wall*

Dick: Oh- Shit that feels better- Wait- What is absolute FUCK was THAT!?

And the next thing he knows, he starts running through the Manor, looking for Bruce, where he finds Tim slumped over, snoring his head off with Danny yoinking a basketball sized mess of negative energy and ectoplasm, then disappearing through the walls again, each wall looking brighter and visibly stronger than before with the whole deal being like:

Dick: Tim! What happened!? Are you ok!?

Tim: *Snoring away now jumping up abruptly catching his breath* Gah!? What was that?? Why do I feel so refreshed?? Dick did you see that??

Dick: Come on! We need to find him, catch him and have him answer our questions!

Dick and Tim start racing off to find out what the actual hell is happening, picking up Cass, Steph and Duke along the way with similar situations and feeling 100x lighter than before when they come up the the kitchen to find Danny, quite literally pulling out mountain apon mountain fulls of negative energy and corrupted ectoplasm from Jason, who is letting this happen, reading from a book all the whole drinking coffee and eating a plate full of Alfred's cookies at which Danny looks back, sees them standing there with confused looks on their faces and he just asks

Danny: Could you please come and help me with this one, just grab a clump full and pull, I will answer your questions afterwards-

Duke: Uhhh, ok then??

Dick: What is that stuff? It kinda looks like Pit Water...

Tim: *Grabs the coagulated clump* I wanna study this stuff, Imma take a sample afterwards-

Steph: Why should we help you?? What is all that crap coming out of Jason??

Cass: Spill the beans Green Eyes White Phantom!? What is all this crap!?

Danny: Just Grab a corner and pull!! I will answer your questions later!!

At which point they all sigh and start pulling and yanking at the corrupted crap from Jason and all the rest of it slips out like a can of snakes while Jason takes in a sharp breathe and releases a sigh of relief.

Jason: Fffuuuck that felt REALLY good!... What is all that crap anyway??

Danny: Aight then lemme explain this to you all... riiight after I grab the rest outta the other 3, I'll be right back! *Phases put of the room leaving the rest of them speechless*

Danny then grabs and pulls out a small pinball sized corrupted goop out of Alfred and then picks up Damian and shakes out an entire tub full of negative energy, dashes through finding Bruce and yanking out a condensed back, green and red ball the size of a watermelon out of him with really fucking confused, at which point they all come together and he explains the entire situation to Gotham's Knights, at which point after he finishes, says "Catch ya later!" And slips through the doors, Wayne Manor now looking entirely brand new and the Heroes now 1000% more refreshed all be it a mixture of confused, annoyed and intrigued.

DPXDC Spooky Scary Scrub Down

Gotham's ability to attract problems isn't coincidence, but it's not quite a curse either- it's just poor maintenance.

Every large settlement of living beings in the world forms a collective soul commonly known as a city ghost. It's the job of that ghost to clean the negative emotional energy from the area, like a civil servant power washing gum off the sidewalk. But Gotham's ghost just couldn't keep up.

It's not that her citizens produce an excess of negativity like Atlanta, or that her buildings and roads just sucked it in and wouldn't let go like Nashville, no it was something far worse. As the court of owls chipped away at her lifeblood in the stone, her powers dwindled. Their insatiable quest for immortality drained centuries off her existence as they mined the 'Dionesium' out from beneath the city.

In her weakness Gotham had been unable to purify her city, until now.

Bruce Wayne was about to have an aneurysm. Some preternatural cloud of fog had been enveloping city blocks in Gotham one after the other heralded by some kid with white hair. The cloud had no discernable effect on the city, but residents reported a 'lighter feeling in the air', so obviously it's evil.

Danny's clean up operation was going well, Gotham needed her help and he offered it. The only problem was her little knights, it seems they didn't get the memo on his cleansing operation and were determined to figure out why he was here.

Batman: what are you doing to this city.

Danny: cleaning. *walks away through a wall.

Red Hood: who are you and what the fuck are you doing to my territory?!

Danny: *pulling a colony of blob ghosts out of a dumpster like a clown car* don't mind me, just passing by.

Cass:...

Danny: ...

Cass: okay.

Danny: thanks.

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borathae · 2 years ago

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↳ Index [Day 04 - Brat Taming & Pegging]

Pairing: brat!Taehyung x Mistress!Reader

Kinks: sexting, male masturbation, nippleplay, choking, facesitting, hair pulling, buttplugs, rough pegging, multiple orgasms, degradation, cumplay, spanking, multiple positions, mirror sex, tears, dirty talk, loving aftercare

Wordcount: 5.2k

a/n: broo this did things to me. I fucking love bratty!Tae, imma eat that shit up. Enjoy besties, this is so horny 🤎

Taehyung has been purposefully pushing your buttons the entire day. It started in the middle of the night when he had the audacity to appear as the protagonist in your very own wet dream. Then in the morning when he actually gave you the best head ever, only the pull back when you were ready to cum all over his tongue. You ordered him to finish what he started, but he solely rolled out of bed and left to take a shower. Afterwards he strutted through the apartment naked as he was getting ready to leave for work while you were left feeling desperate for your husband’s mouth.

He even had the audacity to kiss you goodbye as if nothing happened, laughing mischievously as you spanked his ass once as a quick punishment.

His audacity continued throughout the day. Two hours into your shift at work, you received a message from him thanking you for this morning. He thanked you. This little shit thanked you, despite knowing very well that he edged you like crazy. You ignored him and continued your report with a big frown on your face.

You left your phone in the office during lunch time and returned to two more messages from your husband. One picture and one text message. The text told you that he was missing you and thinking of you and the picture was a crotch shot with his big hand cupping his cock over his slacks. It infuriated you so much that you almost left work just to drive to his office and fuck him against the wall. You didn’t in the end, sending him a very sexually angry text instead.

- You: shut up or I’m blocking you

Taehyung answered you five minutes later.

- Taebear: I’m not doing anything… you’re overreacting ;)

Oh he infuriated you so much that you then proceeded to make a very angry, whispered voice message, telling him that you hoped that he was ready to get his ass whooped once home.

Taehyung proceeded to send you three laughing emojis and a selca of him with his eyes half-lidded and his big hand accidentally resting around his throat with the caption “I love you too” underneath.

You decided to drop it. Not because you wanted to, but because for the next hour of your shift, your boss was in your office, talking about the report with you. You could barely even concentrate because all you could think about was your husband with his hand around his throat.

Your boss left a few second ago. You reach for your phone as you had heard it vibrate again ten minutes ago. The time showed four pm. One more hour and you can finally go home. There was one new text message from your husband, which you considered ignoring at first, but in the end couldn’t. You may act angry, but deep down you loved this game. He is so good at getting you frustrated.

You regret it the moment you open your chat to a picture of him. Kneeling in front of your bedroom’s tall mirror, he is showing off his butt. The black slacks are stretching right around the plump flesh of it, his back is arched and hidden behind the phone, is his face.

- Taebear: I’m already home and missing you like crazy.

- You: Tae seriously what the fuck? I’m at work

You stare at your phone obsessively, waiting for his answer. It doesn't come quickly and so you are already trying to work on your report again when your phone finally vibrates. You open your chat with trembling fingers, almost dropping the phone at the new picture popping up.

This little tease laid out all of your buttplugs on the bed and took a picture of them.

- Taebear: which one should I use?

You take a deep breath, squeezing your legs together under the table. You are so weak. Both emotionally and physically. You are sitting here in your stupid office while at home your husband is playing with himself. You could scream, kick something, fight the world. You want to be with him!

- You: you are so unfair. I can’t leave till five…

- Taebear: I want to use the purple one. What do you think?

You clench your jaw. He doesn’t even care that you are suffering right now. Oh, he is making your blood boil.

- You: just do whatever, I don’t care.

You don’t hear from him until fifteen minutes later. Judging by the icon, you already know that it is a video and that knowledge makes you want to throw your phone into the bin and set fire to it. If there is one person who knows how to make sexy videos of himself it is your husband. You are so scared to open it.

In the end your curiosity wins. Now you are sitting locked up in your office’s restroom and opening his video on the lowest volume.

He starts off the video with a moan, already making you want to throw your phone against the wall. You tighten your fingers around it, pressing your thighs together.

“It’s in”, he rasps in a deep voice, “fuck Mistress, I can feel it inside me. It’s so big”, he moans, filming his hand as it runs down his own torso. He lingers on his cock, rubbing it over the fabric of his briefs. He moans again, “look”, he rasps, hooking his fingers in the side of his briefs to pull them aside.

Pause.

You look up, “what the actual fuck is his problem? He's insane. He can’t just send me-” you stop talking, shimmying on the toilet seat like crazy. You look back at your phone, "-ah fuck it."

Play.

The briefs get pulled to the side, revealing his plugged up hole to you. The skin around it glistens in lube. Taehyung traces it with his fingers, filling the audio with soft moans.

“I miss you like crazy, Mistress”, he croaks, pressing down on the plug, “ah Mistress”, he moans loudly and then the video cuts off.

You watch the video a second time and then a third, coming to the conclusion that you will die on this toilet. You can barely even text him back, fingers clammy and shaking like crazy.

- You: one more word from you and I’ll make sure you won’t be able to walk for days

- Taebear: how terrible

- You: you know what? I’m coming home

- Taebear: please don’t, I don’t want you to get in trouble ;)

- You: No. You are in trouble, not me.

- Taebear: hahahaha

You leave the restroom in big steps, hurrying back to your office to get your stuff.

You can’t stay here any longer, you need him like crazy.

“Taehyung!” you barge into your apartment, “you little shit, where are you?”

You don’t hear anything from him, which means he is trying to hide from you.

“Answer me. You can’t just tease me the entire day, make me mess up at work and then stay quiet”, you call out, running to your bedroom. You drop your outdoor clothes and bag somewhere along the way, dropping your jewellery and suit jacket as well.

“Tae”, you break through the door.

Taehyung is lying on the bed, presenting his ass to you as he fucks a bigger plug in and out of himself, fingers playing with his nipples as he does. You have a no touching without permission rule if one was wondering. But of course your husband doesn’t care one bit about it.

He lifts his head, moaning brokenly.

“Kim Taehyung, you are the rudest man I have ever met. How dare you sent me such dirty stuff while I’m at work”, you growl, stomping to him, “and now you wanna fuck yourself? What the hell are you doing?”

“I missed you. You took too long. I didn’t want to wait any longer.”

“And that gives you the right to break the rules?”

“Yes. Obviously”, he states nonchalantly, dropping his head again to continue fucking his own ass without a care in the world. He parts his legs more, moaning on top of his lungs, “fuck, I do it so well”, he croaks just to push yet another of your buttons.

“You want to say that again?” you hiss, hurrying to him and taking off your pants and panties as you do.

“I do it so well. Maybe even better than you, Mistress”, he says confidently, moaning deliciously when you spank his ass in punishment. He laughs lazily, lips curling into a dirty smirk, “ouch?” he says, cocky eyes falling on you.

“That was only the beginning.”

Taehyung smirks, “give me your worst then, I dare you.”

“Ohoho, you have no idea what I want to do to you. You have no idea”, you growl, wrapping your hand around his throat to force him to keep looking at you.

Taehyung moans happily, eyes burning in so much desire for you.

You climb on top of him, caging him in between your knees. You force his head to turn, abandoning his throat to grab a bundle of his hair instead.

“Can you see it, Tae? Look at it. Look at what you did to me”, you spit, showing him your dripping pussy.

Taehyung licks his lips, staring at it obsessively.

“You know what you have to do now?”

“Yes”, he says, sticking his tongue out. It may make him look so incredibly needy, but he doesn’t care. He loves eating pussy so much that he would rather be good right now than misbehave.

“Good”, you say, dropping on his mouth to fuck yourself stupid on his tongue.

Taehyung growls, eyes widening from surprise now that you are practically smothering him with your cunt. He struggles for the first few seconds, but finds his rhythm once you pull at his hair and force his head to tilt back, revealing more of his tongue to you.

You moan right with him, enjoying the ride with every fibre in your body. Your pussy is so sensitive. Not only from getting edged this morning, but also from having to suffer through Taehyung’s incredibly hot texts the entire day. Quite frankly, all you want to do is cum. Your husband has got you so riled up that just a few rounds on his face is enough to make your toes curl.

“Fuck”, you press out, staring down at him with fiery eyes, “you’re making me so angry, fuck it’s so good to hear how silent you are now.”

Taehyung growls, frowning up at you with furrowed brows. He abandons the plug inside his ass, gripping your hips painfully. He forces you to lift yourself, gasping for air.

“I edged you on purpose”, he says.

“What?” you hiss, fighting his grip to get back on his face.

“I know you had a wet dream tonight. I heard you moan my name. I edged you on purpose because I fuck you better than any dream me ever could.”

“You’re such a brat fuck”, you slap his hands away, dropping back down on his face, “you’re jealous of a dream? Are you serious?”

Taehyung growls, sucking your clit between his lips before flicking his tongue over it as quickly as possible. This is his answer. Yes he is. He is fucking raging in jealousy and all he wants to do is to make sure that you know he is so much better. Only he can make you feel that way. No dream, just him.

“Fuck”, you croak, knees buckling and hands falling behind you for support, “fucking hell. Urgh.”

Taehyung grips your hips, pinning you down on his face, tongue fucking your clit as if it was its sole purpose. He sucks on her, moans around her, licks her with the flat of his tongue and moans again.

“Yes fuuck”, you moan, scratching down his thighs as you come undone on his tongue. Fucking finally. You are shaking, feeling it burn in every inch of your body, your ears are ringing, your stomach convulses.

Taehyung fucks the air, head dizzy from getting you off so good even if that means his airflow gets cut off. He fucking loves making you cum. Only he can make you shake like that. Only he can do that.

“Fucking hell, yes”, you groan, coming down in a harsh tremble, “let me go.”

Taehyung pins you down on his face stronger.

“Let me go, you brat”, you order, puling at his hair.

Taehyung sucks on your clit, sending shivers through you.

“Let. Go. Now”, you bark, body twitching in overstimulation.

You finally get him off of you by tugging on his hair. His hands slip from you, his lips chase you desperately.

“Don’t ever do that again”, you warn him, climbing off of him, “hear me?”

Taehyung shakes his head, licking his lips clean as he does.

You wrap your hand around his throat, making him gasp from the pressure you apply on his veins. He looks at you with heavy lids, lips pink and swollen from eating pussy.

“I really, really hope for your own safety that you do.”

“And if I don’t?” he challenges.

“Wanna find out, huh?”

“Why don’t you find out for yourself if I do?”

“Fuck, you drive me insane”, you rasp, stealing one rough kiss from him. You break it with a moan, tilting his head up while you are still choking him tightly, “I’m going to let go of your throat now and you are going to follow for once and get on all fours. Understood?”

“Maybe.”

“Understood?” you repeat, cutting off more of his blood flow.

Taehyung moans, “why don’t you find out for yourself and just let go?” he challenges, voice just slightly strained from getting choked so good.

“Fuck, you little brat”, you murmur, releasing his throat.

Taehyung gasps, arching his back. His cock is throbbing, his eyes are glassy. You just know that his head is pounding now that all of the blood is rushing back to it and that he is living for the sensation. After all, you are the only person who knows just all the weakness of him. He loves games of faux anger and the roughness that follows, he loves talking back just so you can push him harder, he fucking loves that shit. And you love it just as much, watching in delight as Taehyung – despite his brattiness – truly gets on all fours.

He arches his back for you, folding his hands in perfect manner.

“There? Is that what you wanted?” he challenges, looking over his shoulder at you.

“Yes. I did”, you say, palming his ass, “that’s a good boy. It’s a shame, I still gotta spank you.”

Smack!

Taehyung moans, throwing his head back in surprise.

Smack!

“You broke the no touching rule.”

Smack!

“And acted like a spoiled, little brat the entire day”

Smack!

“That deserves a spanking”, you finish your sentence, landing two harsh spanks on each of his ass cheeks.

“Fuck”, his voice is breathy, his thighs are tensing, “fuck, Mistress.”

You watch how his hole clenches around the shaft of the plug. You spank him even harder just so you can watch how he is tensing around the toy, ears filling with sounds of his blissed-out moans.

“You look like a little slut with your ass all stuffed. Do you know that, brat?”

Taehyung wiggles his hips, arching his back more to reveal himself even better.

“Of course you do, that’s why you’re doing it”, you say, spanking him repeatedly until Taehyung physically has to flee you, fingers twisting the sheets as he does.

“Sensitive”, he croaks.

“I know, god I know”, you say, running your fingers over his deeply reddened buttocks, “you finally look the part.”

“Fuck me”, he begs quietly.

“What was that?”

“Fuck. Me”, he hisses, “please.”

“Tch, fine. But only because you asked nicely”, you say, abandoning him to put your gear on.

You decide to go with one of your favourite dildos today, securing it safely on your harness strap-on. You take a bottle of lube with you and return to the bed.

Taehyung is still kneeling on all fours, waiting for you patiently.

You laugh, “for such a brat, you can follow commands pretty well if that means you get to be fucked.”

Taehyung stays silent, huffing out air.

“It's adorable really”, you taunt, wrapping your fingers around the base of the plug. You pull it out of him, watching in delight as his hole is fighting you. How greedy. He doesn’t want to give up the toy. Adorable.

“Fuck, hurry up”, Taehyung stresses.

“One more word and I'll leave this room and you can go fuck yourself”, you hiss, threatening to push the plug back inside with one soft push.

“Okay, okay sorry!” he exclaims, “sorry, I-I'll shut up.”

“Hah”, you chuckle, “so pathetic. You’re such a cockslut Kim Taehyung”, you taunt, finally pulling out the toy and discarding it on the towel by his knees.

You watch his hole gape for a few seconds before he clenches it. It look so soft and wet, so ready to be fucked by you. You trace it with your fingertips, listening to the soft sigh your husband makes because of it.

“So stretched out already”, you say, pushing two of your digits into his warmth, “shit, you’re so wet.”

Taehyung moans, bucking his hips back in a desperate search for more. The plug was so big and now your fingers are so small in comparison. All he wants is to be stretched again. His tongue is aching to throw a bratty remark at you, but he knows that he shouldn’t. Getting denied your strap is not worth being bratty right now.

“Please”, so he begs. He begs because he knows you love that shit.

“Please what, brat? Use your words will you?”

“Please, your strap. Please.”

Taehyung feels the blood in his veins boil from how mockingly you laugh at him. Shit, he sounds so weak now that he is begging. Fuck, his cock is hard from getting laughed at.

“Of course you can get my strap. Such a pathetic cockslut”, you taunt, pulling your fingers out of him to instead prepare your strap.

You slather it in a good layer of lube, spreading it in and around his hole as well to make sure he is wet enough. He'll need it, you are going to make sure of that.

“Ready?” you ask, pressing your cockhead against his hole.

“Yeah”, Taehyung moans and arches his back, presenting more of his ass to you. Finally. He is so excited.

“Tell me if it hurts, okay?” you tell him, slipping inside slowly.

“It's good”, he sighs, “keep going.”

“That's it, so good. Almost there”, you praise, feeding him the last two inches of your strap, “I'm in. How are you doing?”

“Good. Feels good”, he says and moans softly, wiggling his hips, “oh god that’s so good.”

“Look at you already trying to fuck yourself”, you say, caressing his buttocks as you watch him fuck his own hole on your strap. It looks so well-stretched and relaxed around your girth, glistening in the lube.

“Move please”, he begs, arching his back for you.

You follow, rolling your hips into him carefully. You want him to be comfortable. All the bratiness in the world and all the acts of faux anger which follow, couldn’t excuse you not taking care of him. Getting something stuck into you can be scary at times and the ass is a tight, little spot to put a whole cock in. You want him to ease into it before you completely annihilate him.

“More”, he begs.

You draw out your movements, making sure that your cock leaves him until the tip before you slip back inside. Taehyung shudders each time that happens, thighs tensing in bliss.

“So good, feels so good”, he whispers, “fuck, please don’t stop.”

“I'm not planning to. I wanna ruin you, hear me?”

“Please do”, he begs, “please break me. Please.”

“Are you sure? Imma be rough.”

“So sure. Be rough with me, I need it so bad.”

“Fine”, you step closer, “last chance to take it back.”

“Just fuck me like you mean it!” he begs loudly, chasing your cock desperately.

“Trust me, I will.”

You force Taehyung into the mattress face first and with your fingers twisted in his hair. He moans loudly because of it, grabbing the sheets on anticipation.

You land a harsh spank across his ass before finally drilling your cock into him in a punishing rhythm.

Taehyung wails up and gasps repeatedly, trying and failing to flee your harsh fuck.

“Like this? Huh?” you spit.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” he chants, nose scrunched up and toes curling.

“You’re a slut Kim Taehyung”, you growl, twisting his hair tighter, “you’re nothing but a fucking slut. And that’s how I'm gonna fucking treat you."

Taehyung manages to turn his head to the side, exposing his drugged out expression to you. Eyes half-open yet rolled back and swollen lips agape as deep groans are leaving him with each harsh thrust.

“Say that you are. Tell me”, you order, shaking Taehyung’s nimble body with a cruel roll of your hips.

“I’m a slut”, Taehyung croaks, arching his back as much as he can.

“Yes you are. And whose slut are you?”

“Yours”, Taehyung lulls, twisting the sheets when your cock rubs right against his prostate.

“Exactly”, you let his eyes flit to his eyes in the mirror. He is looking at you with his vision very clearly out of focus, “Kim fucking Taehyung’s my slut”, you growl, pinning him down by his neck.

He keens, breaking eye contact because he couldn’t bear with just how much faux poison you were looking at him.

“Look at me!” you bark, spanking his ass harshly.

“Ah!” Taehyung wails, forcing his eyes open panickedly.

“Better. You should see how pathetic you look when I fuck you”, you growl, watching in delight as Taehyung’s body convulses and his eyes fill with tears. He fucking loves watching himself get fucked. You know that seeing just how rough you are with him, breaks him into a million pieces.

“Now who fucks you that good, slut?” you spit, digging your nails into his neck.

“You! You do.”

“Say my name.”

“___”, Taehyung sobs, pressing his own body further into the mattress just so he can arch his back even more and as a result feel your hard cock even deeper inside of him.

“Exactly. I am. I’m fucking you that good”, you bark and twist Taehyung’s hair until Taehyung has to tilt his head back.

“Aaah”, he yelps, opening his mouth as far as possible. You can watch how he curls his tongue each time your hips meet him harshly. The sound the connection makes is loud and angry. Skin on skin and wet lube, mixing with the croaking of the bedsprings and Taehyung’s measly sobs.

Now, that is how it sounds when your otherwise so collected husband is getting railed into oblivion. Wonderful. You already missed those sounds.

You look back at his face and the slutty, almost crazed, amount of pleasure he carries on it. He is crying, still curling his tongue and yet deep down his features carry immense happiness.

“It’s me. I’m fucking you that good. Only I can fuck you that way”, you chant, hips ruthless, “you’re mine. You’re my slut. You’re my fucking property. You belong to me”, you bark, spanking Taehyung’s ass so harshly the poor man convulses in surprise.

“Mistress, I’m cumming”, Taehyung wails, almost ripping the sheets.

“Then cum. It’s all you’re good for.”

Taehyung tilts his head back even further, arches his back even more and climaxes.

He chants your name, crying hot tears as his nimble body trembles out of control.

“Yes, say my name. Say my fucking name”, you encourage him and while Taehyung is still in the middle of orgasming violently, you take his shaking body and flip it over to its side so he was now truly able to watch himself in the mirror.

You take Taehyung’s failing leg and lift it roughly. Then you thrust back inside, forcing Taehyung to squeak now that his hole is oh so tight in his orgasm.

The squeaking continues just as your harsh fucking continues.

“Mi-Mistress t-too much”, Taehyung stutters, kicking the air weakly.

“Shut up and take it. You crybaby.”

“I’m too sensitive.”

“No you’re not, you’re just whining.”

Taehyung wails and buries his face in the sheets. He truly rips them, digging his fingers deeper into them to the point where he almost breaks through the mattress. His cock, covered in his creamy cum, is still rockhard, bouncing with each hard thrust you give his overstimulated ass. His veins are throbbing, spanning all over his v-lines and lower stomach by now. Even his hands and arms are covered in them, pulsating each time Taehyung tightens his fingers as a reaction of getting drilled by your girthy cock.

His neck, covered in a thick layer of sweat, is showing veins as well. They are bulging right with his tendons, getting stronger each time Taehyung pulls his lips back to show off his gritted teeth.

“There we go. Take it. Take my cock, you slut”, you bark, bending Taehyung’s body in a way that would twist his hips into a slightly unnatural position. His leg is bent by the knee, held up by your unfaltering grip. His sculpted ass is on full display, jiggling each time you feed it girthy cock.

His cock, now hidden from your view, is grinding into the mattress, making Taehyung scream up from the added friction.

He begins to fight you again. Flailing and kicking until you pin him down with angry precision

“Will you behave?” you bark, “you’re not making it easier by acting like a whore.”

“Too sensitive, please too sensitive”, Taehyung is coughing up a sob.

“You’re always sensitive. What’s new?”

“You- ah! Please, sensitive. M-my ass, sens- ah pleaseee!”

“Fuck”, you groan and rolls your eyes, “you’re such a crybaby, it’s unbelievable.”

You pick up Taehyung and once again throw him around as if he was nothing. It sadly makes your cock slip out of him, but that’s no problem as you will soon fill him up again You take his legs and bend them by his knees, forcing them into his chest as far as he can go. Your big strap, you grind against his swollen cock. For now.

“Why are you such a whiney, little crybaby, mhm?” you spit, making him gulp from how dark your eyes seem to be.

“I’m sorry”, he hiccups, “I’m so sorry, I’m a crybaby”, he croaks and sobs softly, pulling the cutest, little face of devastation, “I’m nothing but a crybaby, please punish me”, he begs in a devastating wail, throwing his arm over his own eyes to cover up just how pathetically he cries.

“Gladly”, you rasp and after covering your strap and his hole with a new layer of creamy lube, you thrust back into him.

Taehyung arches his back and curls his toes, showing you his teeth as his lips curl back in a pathetic whimper.

“I’m punishing you, can you feel it? Mhm? That’s what crybabies like you get.”

“I’m a crybaby”, he sobs, chasing you with sloppy rolls of his hips.

“Yeah you are, the most pathetic of them”, you growl, bruising his skin from just how tightly you grip his thighs. His skin is sweaty, slippery and sticky, making your own palms sweat from just how heated he feels. You dig your nails deeper and force his legs further into his chest.

“Fuck! ___ please!” he yelps, dimpling the pillow from how far he throws his head back.

“I know, my cocks so fucking deep”, you taunt, “that’s what you deserve. Hear me? That’s what you get from being such a brat the entire day”, you spit, torturing his prostate with an especially ruthless thrust. The kind which makes his toes curl and for his voice to cut off in his throat as he reaches the state of screaming for you where can’t scream but only show you his agape mouth gasping for air. You love that state, soaking it up like an addict.

“Remember that when you can’t sit for days to come. This is your own doing. I’m fucking you that hard because you made me.”

“I’m cumming again”, Taehyung squeaks, voice frail and oh so high-pitched.

You bend his body more. Like this his hips are lifted and his knees are on each side of his head, hard cock throbbing right over his face.

“Do it. Cum. Fucking cum”, you order him, drilling your cock back into him.

And Taehyung crumbles like a slut. The humiliation of having to cum on his own face, mixed with how exposed you have him, literally kicks him over the edge. Fuck, he falls so hard. His cum feels hot on his face, marking him as the needy little slut that he is.

“Thank you, ah thank you”, he begins chanting, painting a proud smile onto your face, "thank you! Thank you! Ah! Thank you!"

“There we go, such a good boy. Fuck!” you moan, throwing your head back as you finally let go yourself. You have broken him and that shit makes you cum like nothing else does, "my good boy…."

You set him down gently afterwards, making sure not to hurt him once you slip out. Then you drop next to him, groaning in complete and utter exhaustion.

“Well shit”, you press out, reaching for his tummy to caress it.

“Yeah”, Taehyung barely gets the word out, body feeling so, so far away and mind barely functioning.

“You good?”

“Mhm, you?”

“Mhm, yeah.”

You both exhale loudly at the same time and then for the next few minutes nothing can be heard except your frantic breathing and the traffic outside. Sex like today always leaves you so completely and utterly ruined that you could pass out cold without problems.

And you probably would have, hadn’t you still so much to clean.

You prop yourself up on your weak elbows, shimmying closer to Taehyung.

He rolls his head to you, giving you a sleepy grin.

“You look so sexy with cum on your face”, you praise him, running your fingers through the big patch he left on his cheek.

“Thankies”, he mumbles, closing his eyes, “fuck seriously, I feel so dead. You’re so good.”

“Thank you”, you say with a fluttering heart, “you too. You took me so, so well. I didn’t bend you too much, did I?”

“No, it was so good.”

“Yeah? And I wasn’t too mean, was I?”

“Of course not, it was so hot. I love it so much when you degrade me”, he gazes up at you, “was I too mean?”

“No you weren’t. You’re so hot when you’re bratty”, you assure him, giggling with him.

He gasps then hisses in slight discomfort.

“What happened?”

“My ass is so sensitive, stings a little when I laugh too much.”

“Gosh, it does? Do you want me to get some soothing cream? Or something to cool it?”

“Not yet, it doesn’t hurt a lot”, he gazes at you again, “can I be cuddled for a while?”

“Of course, my handsome”, you smile at him, “but first lets clean off your face a little.”

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