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Authors note:

Tristan and Abood are friends of ours. all Chapters have a different author. This started off as a joke, a friend asked me to write something about 'm and since I saw a great way to bully the both of them, I took it. Quickly got passed around the friendgroup. "double it and give it to the next person" with that being said. Goodluck getting through this 💀

(Chaptor 1) Snap out of it.

Author: Zilveed

Loud footsteps echo through the school hallway as Tristan makes his way towards colourless. He's fed up with the situationship. He wants him for himself and he wants him now.

"So yeah, that's all." Colourless said as he smiles sheepishly, staring at the ground. Issa smiles back at him. His hand gently going up to cup his face for a small second. tenderly putting a strand of hair behind the twink's ear.

Colourless go's red as he stammer out." O-oh thank you. I didn't notice there was a h-"

Having watched and heard everything from afar Tristan comes storming in. Absolutely fuming. "We need to talk. Now." he demands. Colourless jumps up slightly as issa raises an eyebrow at Tristan. Why did he have to ruin the moment? "Yo calm down Tris." he exclaims. "We were having a-"

"I don't give two fucks about what *you* were doing!" He jabs his finger in issa's chest. "I'm here for what's mine." With out another word or warning colourless find him self being dragged away, Tristans grip on his wrist firm, leading the way.

"Trist-" Colourless says, being rudely cut off. "Shut up!" As Tristan pushes the storage closet open throwing colourless in. "Abood how are you this oblivious?! You let other man flirt with you all the fucking time and you seem oblivious to their intention!" He yells. "It's almost like you ignore what we've got going on! Why?! Am I not good enough!? Do I have t-" *nghf* suddenly he feels something on his lips.

"Shut up." Colourless exclaimed. "No I'm not going to!" letting out a annoyed sigh. Why does he always complain? Not today. "Then I'll just make you shut up Colourless takes control of the situation. As he pushes him against the wall, his tounge fiercefully fighting his. Tristan gives in easily. This was al he wanted after all. He wanted him, so so badly for so long now.

Breaking the kiss suddenly. he forces colourless on his knees. He quickly whips it out. "fucking suck, like the dirty femboy you are." Colourless looks up a little flustered. "And what if I don't?" *slap* colourless head flies to the side for a second. "Don't talk back to me. Fucking suck." He demands again.

Reluctantly colourless starts slow, using his hands to tease a little. Not wanting to give in to his demands just now. After a few seconds he slowly starts to lick. Tristans head flicks back as he covers his mouth. "Fuck" hey moans and groans under his breath. His hands find his way to his hair as he grabs hold of it. Guiding him and abusing his throat to his liking.

Something about this was increadibly thrilling. The fear of getting caught is only turning them on even more. With out warning, Tristan combust back in the throat of colourless. "Swallow bitch there's people starving in Africa." Colourless spits it out. "No Fuck you. Maybe don't look so eager next time and then I'll reconcider."

Dissapointed Tristan sighs "Oh my fucking God. You're so frustrating." Colourless wiped his mouth before standing up. "Take it out on me later. I have a date with issa after this."

(chapter 2)

Author: Raymond

Bisexual? bipolar? nah, by himself.

Colourless got home and went straight to the bathroom. Quickly undressing himself, before jumping in to the shower to clean himself.

Thoroughly scrubbing himself to get rid Tristan’s perfume and the oder left behind on his body. All he wanted was to be clean and fresh for his hallway crush. The one who treated him so gently , showing genuine interest. Issa. He came out as gay, not too long ago after his breakup with his toxic ex Christina. Colourless kept humming and singing while cleaning himself up. His smile going from ear to ear. Finally, after he got out the shower, quickly drying off and picking his best clothes. He does his hair and gets in the car driving to a costa coffee in the erea as they were boycotting starbucks.

Finally having arrived colourless walked and saw issa from a far. BUT, before he could wave or say anything to him. He saw issa speaking to someone else. a girl, his ex. As colourless got closer and closer. As he hears them a lot clearer, whilst approaching. “Im so happy to have you back Christina” issa spoke. Sounding sincere, holding her hand tight.

Aboods heart sank to the depth of his ass crack almost escaping through it, “im gonna go hang out with my friend in a bit. The dude thinks its a date, but im just using him for his money and running” He laughed. But. Colourless started to tear up. Tears slowly began forming in hjs eyes as he began running, sprinting even back out the door. Untill he gets in his car. Issa not noticing a thing.

Colourless began hitting his hands repeatedly on the steering wheel, his tears still flowing out of his eyes “Once again! Stabbed in the back.” he says hyperventilating for air as he desperately tried to breath, but the tears and sobbing stopping him from being able to get a full breath of fresh air. It feels like hours have passed as his hands begin throbbing. manyT tears had been shed to the point it left a marks on his face. Finally deciding to drive home, he put his phone on the mount and turned on his gps. He's in the midst of looking up a new location for the gps, when Tristan sent him a message inviting him over. "I know you had a date planned, but I think I'm more important." Colourless who was emotionally fucked at the time, changed his gps'ses location to Tristan’s and drove.

Tristan began preparing the room’s atmosphere. Lighting up scented candles and dimming the lights. After an hour of preparation he finally went and got ready.

Colourless arrived shortly after and leaped into Tristans arms, tears began flowing again as he cried and wept. Tristan sushed him and let him to the shower, slowly undressing him on the way there. "I know ya way to destress, Darling. Leave it to me.'

They finally got under the shower, Tristan’s member rubbing on colourless back making him groan, feeling exited and eager. Tristan then grabbed his member and sticks it in his ass as deep as he could. The shower which had felt so cold a moment ago now felt like a furnace to colourless. Tristan began stroking colourless his member. With the other hand he began pinching dooba’s nipple. Gently moving in and out as to not hurt him too much. pain slowly began turning to pleasure and colourless went from screaming to moaning louder and louder before letting out a load from all the stoking. His poor member had to go through so much. Walmart Harry Potter than turned the twink around, colourless who had just gone through post nut clarity, had finally realised what he was doing and his face turned bright red. Covering his face in one swift motion as to not see anything that was happening,but certainly feeling it though.

Having noticed this, Tristan lifts the twink up by his hips each step taken, making his member go in an out making dooba squeal in pleasure, tightening up even more in the process. Finally reaching the bed he put dooba down in such a way that they were in doggy style and began roughing dooba’s ass cheeks up as he vigorously humped and fucked his anal hole showing no mercy to any part of his body, wet, afraid and aroused.

The slapping awakened a new thing in colourless having never felt such painful pleasure before. He didn’t know wether to enjoy it or to refuse it, but after the third slap things became clear. Pain had turned to pleasure and he began tightening up even more.

Tristan turned colourless his face and started making out, exploring each other’s mouths with their tongues like never before. Reaching territories they didn’t even know they had in their mouths. Feeling that he was about to let out the best load of his life Tristan broke the kiss and screamed his love for colourlrss before letting it all out inside. Emedietely passing out beside colourless who was also worn out and feel asleep shortly after. Not even attempting to cover up or to clean up after themselfs.

(Chapter 3) How to make it worse

Author: Robert

With the sun rising, shining brightly through the crack of the black, now parshially white blinds. There lated the couple. A twink and a whining bitch, together under the blankets spooning.

Tristan slowly started to wake up from his peacefull slumber. He looked over his twink, colourless. Fast asleep cuddled up in his arms.

A slight groan escaping his mouth, caused by all the sore muscles, from last night's tough tryst.

"Goodmorning beautfuls." He spoke softly in colourless his ear. He gently kisses and licks his neck. Colourless waking up from his deep sleep due to the effection. A small moan escapes his lips as Tristans lips trail down his neck. Yawning ever so slightly he replies. "Morning Pookie." Colourless says

Pushing his hips back ever so slightly against Tristans growing bulge. "Naughty slut" Tristan growls in his ear. "Why do you have to be so rough all the time?" Colourless complains, those complains quickly turning into groans and moans as his voice becomes strained. Meanwhile Tristan is trying to spread open colourless his hamburgers, to prep him for insertion. Trying to cook. Something he can't do in games, because of his high ping that he loves to mention.

Right before Tristan was able to have another steaming love session with his colourless. He was rudely interrupted...

A loud scratching sound could be heard at the door. "Ahwe man. I was just about to get impregnated" Colourless his smile can be detected in his complaint. "oh Fuck off" Tristan says as he smacks colourless his ass so hard he got send back to his own home. Mad Tristan goes out of bed to take a shower. When all of the memories of recent events came flooding into mind...

(Chapter 4) Jealousy?

Author: Suga

Tristan could still faintly feel colorless warmth at the tip of his fingers. He could feel the warmth radiating of his body, a disparity to the cold emptiness that filled Tristan’s house. Tristan had closed his eyes in order to savor the moment, as the shower water dripped to the floor in a systemic pattern.

On the other side of the door, lay colorless as he remained still in the bed, chest heaving up and down as his sweat stuck onto to his skin. His mind flashes back to their one night stand?

Is this even a one night stand anymore?...

They both screamed their love out for each other but was it just in the heat of the moment kind of thing? Does colourless even like Tristan in that way…

He doesn’t know anymore.

The shower was turned off and soon came out Tristan in a towel covering his lower half while water was dripping down his hair. Colourless found that extremely hot. He shamelessly kept staring at Tristan as he changed into sweats and a shirt.

“Like what you see?” Tristan teased and gave him a wink

“Hell yea” Colourless bursts out with red dusted on his cheeks as he lets out a giggle.

Tristan stared at him with down casted eyes, which turned colorless on, he was about to speak when the door bell started ringing again with much more urgency. Tristan groaned as he sped walk to the door, fixing his disheveled hair.

As Tristan opened the door, he dreaded as a familiar face came into view.

“Chaos?” Tristan was beyond pissed. His eyes bore into chaos’ brown eyes, showing pure distaste. Chaos cowered in fear but managed to let out a sentence, “hey,” he started, “can we talk?”

“I have nothing to talk with you about.”

Tristan spoke sternly.

“Please just for 5 minutes,” chaos pleaded. Tristan gave in as he widened the door and chaos nervously walked inside. Chaos sat on the coach as he fiddled with his fingers before mustering up the courage to look at Tristan again.

Tristan stood tall as he crossed his arms and glared down at him. “Well?”

“Let’s get back together” chaos determinedly stared at his eyes.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me,” chaos took a deep breath in before he continued, “Look, I know we ended things horribly but I want to fix it, don’t you see we belong with each other?”

Tristan let out a laugh which led to chaos glaring at him, “pfft, you love me? Yea ok what else”

“How can you just forget about our whole relationship like that? After all those dates, meetings with our parents, the convincing it took for them to finally accept us. I treated you better like no man could ever. We need each other. The whole world wanted us together” chaos waited for a response and Tristan didn’t give any. Chaos grabbed his chin, turning Tristan to face him.

“Sorry, I wasn’t listening. I tune out bullshit. It’s a medical condition” Tristan spoke nonchalantly.

The next thing he knew, his face flew off to the side, a burning sensation arose in his left cheek and a mark was growing. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Tristan exclaimed, “you were the one cheating on me you slut. Get out of my house”

“It was a mistake!” Chaos panted as he let out a shout, his eyes bristling with tears, “You are the only one I want. Please take me back” he grabs Tristan’s hand but Tristan yanks it away.

“I don’t want you near me anymore” Tristan sternly spoke and he ruffled his own hair, looking away from him.

“I will show you that I’m your true love,” chaos shifted as his eyes darkened, “mark my words” chaos took a step closer to Tristan and grabs his shirt.

He pulls Tristan to him and their lips connect. Chaos roughly kisses him In a desperate need, eyes closed and hand still grasped onto Tristan shirt. The Tristan was too stunned to speak! Eyes widening by each second that passes, he soon comes to a realization and pushes chaos away and wipes his lips with the back of his hand.

“I told you get the fuck out of my house you creep I don’t want to be near you” Tristan yelled and he shoves chaos aside like a rag doll. Chaos's eyes were brimming with tears as he runs away.

Tristan grips his hair and picks up a nearby glass and throws it against the wall. He dramatically falls into the couch, manspreading as he breaths heavily. Head down, both hands gripping on his hair. His sobs echoed through the silent room. Tears brimming down his cheeks. He bites his lip in frustration as past memories are brought up again.

All while this was happening, colourless went through Tristan’s closet and grabbed shorts and a t shirt before shakily walking to his staircase. His legs felt painful each step but he fought through it. Just before he walked into the living room, he heard loud shouting. He peaks through the wall but what he saw before him made his heart drop 6ft under like all the characters from cyberpunk.

Colourless silently gasps as he puts his hand over his mouth and leans into the wall. His heart was beating so fast and he didn’t know why. It’s not like he likes him or anything. They are just friends with benefits? So why is his heart hurting so damn much seeing them that close it’s not like they’re dating.

He was deep into his thoughts when a door slammed broke him out of it, he jiggled peaked through the wall to see Tristan throwing a glass cup and sitting down on the couch. The noise caused him to flinch.

Colourless slowly walked closer to Tristan afraid to scare him and gently touched his shoulder.

“Hey are you ok” a frown itches on colourless face.

Tristan hovered over colourless, his hands gripping his bare shoulders with a strength that bordered on desperation.

Tears streaked down his face, his sobs hitching between each breath as he looked into his eyes with a mixture of anguish.

The scintillating sunlight filtered through the window, casting an ethereal glow upon them, illuminating the tear tracks that marred his once immaculate face.

His breaths came in ragged gasps each one hitching with the weight of his sorrows.

Tristan’s gaze bore into colourless, searching for solace amidst the storm of emotions raging within him.

His face bore mute evidence to the conflict that engulfed him, showing lines of misery engraved upon them that said volumes.

Colourless could feel the intensity of his touch, the strength of Tristan’s grip as he sought to anchor himself in his presence.

In spite of the tears that stained his cheeks, there was a raw vulnerability in his gaze and it was a plea for his acceptance.

Tristan’s face grimaced before a sudden shift in his aura. He looks at colourless with a tear stained face as he grabs his wrist and drags him back to his room.

Tristan shoves colourless against the bed room door in a feral matter. Colourless felt his head hit the back of the door. His vision turned blurry and white for a split second, as colourless tried to register the figure that was currently pressing his body against his. Colourless extracted his hand to him, but Tristan grabs both wrist with one hand and swiftly raises them above him, restricting his movements. The more colourless moved, the tighter the hold got.

Colourless vision had just barely cleared up when he realized Tristan looming over him, with his hands hovering over his throat.

Colourless eyes widened as he stared into Tristan’s face, but his stomach churned when he lowered himself to him. He gently squeezed his throat with his shaky hands before he squeezed more roughly.

Their lips connect in a fierce battle, Tristan still gripping onto his neck. Colourless back arches at their friction yearning for more. Suddenly Tristan squeezed his neck more harshly restricting most of his airflow but not enough to kill him.

Colorless let out a gasp mid make out session which gave Tristan the opportunity to force his tongue into colourless mouth. In a hungry manner, he hardened the kiss as his tongue grabs his and suck in motion, exploring every crevice and corner of each other’s mouths with greed that could not be denied.

The world around them faded into insignificance, leaving only the two of them suspended in a moment of pure intimacy.

Soon enough the heat was overbearing, both hurriedly disregarded their clothes and colourless wrapped his legs around Tristan’s waist, lips never once leaving each other.

Tristan maneuvered through his room, carrying the light man. Colourless felt a cold sensation as he was pressed against a window. He lets out a soft gasp and slightly turns his head to look at the outside.

With the contrast of the cool window against colourless warm flesh sent a wave of sensation through him, heightening every touch, every caress.

Tristan glares up at him as he pushes him more against the window, entrapping colourless. He angles himself as he enters colourless roughly without giving him a warning. Colourless wailed at the pain and drops his head onto Tristan bare shoulder blade. His breath hitches at the contact, pain soon turned into pleasure.

Tristan grabs his chin, forcing him to face him. With down casted eyes, his eyes seemed darker even though the sun was illuminating his smooth skin. Tristan grew closer to his ear, blowing on it before speaking.

“I want the whole world to see me fucking you mercilessly you got that slut?” Tristan’s voice deepens as he pushes himself deeper which provoked a loud moan from colourless.

When colourless didn’t reply, Tristan slapped him across the face.

“Y-yes, YES!” Colourless weeped out as he leans his head back against the hard glass. Nails penetrating through Tristan’s skin in a feverish manner.

Tristan continued pouncing on him hitting the spot each time as his teeth dived for colourless canvas of a body, painting marks and marks.

“Show this to everyone that you are mine” Tristan growled #alphasigma #male #mpreg #omegaverse .

Colourless couldn’t even utter a word as his mouth was opened, tongue flinging out, moans and groans were only heard from him.

The sound of clapping and banging from the window were heard.

Tristan intensely strokes colourless member causing it to twitch and soon enough he loaded on Tristan’s hand. Tristan licks it off and began kissing colourless, both feeling his insides. Colourless body was squished against the glass, his sweat mixing with the cold window, causing it to condense.

Tristan breaks out of the kiss and lightly pants as he removes his dick out of colourless anal, causing colourless to let out a whine in protest.

Tristan’s penetrating gaze remained fixed on Colourless face, his eyes resemblance of burning coals, never wavering from his form. His stares were alight with desire.

Tristan lightly smirked at colourless needy face, “awww you want me that bad,” he teases as his finger caresses colourless jawline, his finger settling on his lower lip.

“Please,” colourless beg

“Please what?” Tristan demanded

“Please give me more,” colourless continue begging as he entangles his hand on Tristan’s locks, lightly grabbing it which stimulated something inside Tristan.

Tristan’s movements were almost feral as he pushed colourless onto the bed, making his back sink into the soft mattress.

As Tristan’s touch trailed along colourless body, a rush of heat began to spread through him, awakening a paramount desire within him.

Colourless eyes, filled with a merging of dazed passion and tenderness, locked onto his with an intensity that matched his own.

Tristan who had already made his way to stand beside the bed, grabbed a silver, restraining device.

Tristan hovered over colourless like a predator poised to pounce and took his hands retraining him to the headboard and locking it tightly. He grinned as his gaze pierced through colourless lustful eyes, mouth slightly ajar.

Tristan didn’t squander any more time.

With his weight pressing down against his, he captured his lips in a hungry kiss, his mouth ravaging his with a fervor that left them both breathless.

Their kisses were a symphony of hankering and thirst that each touch emanates from Tristan was transmitting a vibration down onto colourless entire body.

The soft sounds that escaped their lips reverberates the intensity of their ardor, wetting both their mouths with the mingling of their saliva.

Colourless moaned softly as Tristan’s lips captured his tongue once again, their tongues dancing in a sensual duel for dominance. Despite colourless efforts, Tristan always seemed to have the upper hand, his passion consuming him in ways he had never imagined.

Trailing a path of soft, wet kisses, Tristan’s lips traveled along colourless jawline. His untamed breath mingled with his whilst his free hand found its way to his neck.

With a skillful hand, he caressed and squeezed him, eliciting soft gasps and moans of pleasure from colourless lips. Colourless tugged on the handcuffs feeling a discomforting burning sensation on his wrist which enticed him more.

Tristan savored his scent, the intoxicating aroma of his pheromones driving him wild with desire.

His body throbbed with anticipation and his heart pounding with a rhythm that echoed the pounding waves against the shore.

With a fluid, dexterous movement, Tristan rose and positioned himself to colourless anal. With a skillful touch, he guided him to spread them wider, ensuring he had complete seize of his body.

Colourless loudly moaned as he felt every inch of Tristan in him.

“I won’t stop until I release no matter how much you begged me to stop” colourless shuddered under Tristan watchful gaze, knowing he was serious.

Colourless felt pathetic being restricted, eyes rolling back as his head was dug into the pillow beneath him. He yelped and moaned in pleasure. His wrists were probably bruised by now.

Tristan kept one hand on his neck the other on the member all while pounding on him like a mad man which drove colourless insane.

With a silent prayer, colourless surrendered himself completely to Tristan. His body and soul intertwining with his in a dance of love and desire that transcended time and space.

(Chapter 5) The lost memory

Author: Christina

Colorless woke up from his deep slumber in a room he only knew soo well, his head and ass throbbing. He held his head with his hands, not having any memory of what happened last night. He tried sitting up but he was suddenly hit with a sharp pain all over his back. Colorless thought to himself “what happened last night”.

As he was lost in his thoughts, he turned to look next to him and realized that his pookie wasn’t next to him, but what he saw made him remember all of the monstrosities that took place in that very bed that he slept peacefully not long ago.

All the memories came flooding back just like how his ass got flooded last night. His face turned as red as his ass cheeks (Tristan marked his territory on colorless’s ass).

As colorless gained his composer, he was confused as to where his alpha went when all of a sudden, a very naughty idea popped into his head, a naughty idea that was on how to get back at Tristan for breaking his back. He swiftly picked up his phone, excited on what events will take place that night.

Tristans Side

He got up early to meet with Chaos, even though he didn’t want to leave colorless alone in bed after how rough he was with him last night, but he had no other choice as Chaos blackmailed him. He sighed in defeat as he got ready and left to meet up with him.

“So I see that u had quite a fun time after I left.” Chaos claimed after seeing the marks on Tristan’s neck, covered in bite marks and hickeys. “I don’t have to tell you anything. Anyways, get to the point, u dragged me here for a reason and I don’t have time to play your stupid games so make this quick.” Tristan crossed his arms over one another while looking away from Chaos’s gaze.

“What would you like to order? May I interest you in our breakfast menu for a start?” The waiter asked, breaking the awkward silence, there was obvious tension between the two of them. “No thank you, I’ll just have orange juice.” Tristan told the waiter. “I’ll have whatever His Grace will have.” Chaos smirked teasingly at Tristan, his face getting red in anger at what Chaos said. “Alright, that will be coming in just a moment.”

“What the fuck was that?!” Tristan yelled, no longer able to hold his anger. “Calm your balls down young man. It was just a joke don’t get soo worked up over it. Anyways since you don’t have time to talk, I’ll get straight to the point. Im not okay with you going out with colorless… If you guys are even a couple that is…. Or maybe, you are just fuck buddies.” Tristan was gritting his teeth, holding back from just lunging over to punch Chaos’s smug look off his face. “Struck a nerve did i? Anywho, you probably know what about to say but I’ll make myself clear. Stay away from him, you are mine and only mine. Don’t forget the promise you made a long long time ago, and that one video of you-“ “DON’T YOU DARE BRING UP THAT VIDEO, I WISH I CAN JUST PUNCH THE SHIT OUT OF YOU RIGHT NOW UGH” Tristan interrupted Chaos as he stood up and walked away from the table.

All while this was unfolding, Issa witnessed all of that go down. He quickly made a phone call and left before anyone spotted him.

Back to the present

Colorless finally received the order than he paid for in the morning. He smirked to himself and he set everything up and got ready. “Today will be a fun day.”

He took out his phone and called “My alpha skibidi uwu >////<”, he wanted to know what time he will be home so he can get his plan ready on time.

Ring ring ring……. “…..” “H-hello…?” Colorless says as he was shy talking to him. “What do you want.” Tristan the Alpha said in an abrupt way. “O-o-oh… I just wanted to know what time you’re coming back so I can cook us a meal….” Colorless trailed off. “….. I’ll be back in around 2 hours.” “O-okay @///@ ….. See you when you get back home!” Tristan ended the call. Colorless looked at the screen of his phone, seeing his reflection as his phone turned off.

He thought to himself “He’s acting weird today…. Did I do something to upset him? No I shouldn’t think of that right now, I should execute the plan before he gets back.”

Colorless starting unboxing the contents that were inside of the package that he ordered. He hid them under the bed as he took out the two special items that he was anticipating for. Aphrodisiac dark chocolate and pheromones perfume.

As soon at Tristan walks through the door, the smell of burgers was making his stomach growl (Tristan is the only one who can growl since he is the only Alpha Sigma -///-). He followed the smell to see colorless wearing an apron, his back facing Triston. He walked up to colorless, hugging him tight while burying his head into colorless’s neck.

“W-w-w-what are you doing babe?” Colorless asked, flustered. “Why do you smell so sexy today…. Why today.” Tristan said while taking big sniffs of his neck, kissing him and leaving bite marks all over him. “Nghhhh~ not now, the food is still not don- mmmmm~~” Colorless wasn’t able to complete his sentence as Tristan sucked on his neck, hard. “I wont be eating the food you cooked for lunch, I’ll be eating you.” Tristan growled. Colorless blushed soo hard as he turned off the gas as to not burn the food.

Tristan pins colorless onto the kitchen countertop, kissing his lips passionately and at the same time, kissing him roughly. He trails his tongue back to colorless’s neck, sucking and kissing him. Colorless moans louder and louder with every kiss. “W-w-wait!! Before we continue, I have a gift for you.” Colorless exclaimed as he grabbed Tristan’s shoulders, pushing him away gently as he was still kissing his neck. “Can’t the gift wait for after we are done…. I really can’t wait.” Tristian says, looking up at colorless as he was still doing his thing. “It really can’t wait…” Colorless says as he slipped away from Tristan’s grip. “Don’t be mad, but this is a special chocolate that I know you will enjoy very much if you know what I mean.” Colorless explains as he took out the chocolate from the drawer where he hid them safely. “Are you serious… chocolate to make me horny?” Tristan snarls at him. “It will be worth it don’t worry, it won’t give you diarrhea like all the other chocolates normally do so you have nothing to worry about.”

Colorless says as he put the chocolate in his mouth while walking up to Tristan, never breaking eye contact. He inches closer to Tristan, now pining him to the kitchen countertop, he leaned in to kiss Tristan, feeding him the other half of the chocolate through the kiss. Tristan pulls away from the kiss to eat the chocolate. “Bold move coming from you. I like that, you naughty little sausage.” Tristan says as he smirks at colorless, looking at him as if he is a snack. Colorless giggled when he heard Tristan saying that.

Colorless looked away for a second when all of a sudden, Tristan picks up colorless soo effortlessly, kissing him while making his way towards the bed room. Gasping for air, colorless smirks “Looks like the chocolate is already kicking in.” “Oh shut up already.” Tristan says as he threw colorless onto the bed.

Colorless tries to get up but Tristan grabbed his arms and pinned them on top of his head. “Where do you think you’re running of to little birdie?” “N-n-n-nowhere! But I want you to look under the bed, there is a box with some stuff I bought for us to use.” Colorless says as he looked away, trying to hide his flustered look away from Tristan. He got up and looked under the bed and took out the box.

“A rose toy, a gag choker, handcuffs, nipple clips and strawberry shortcake flavored lube? Oh I see what’s going on.” Tristan says as he unloads all of these toys onto the bed. He picks up the handcuffs and grabbed colorless’s hands and cuffed them together. “Now your hands can’t trail off anywhere while we are having fun.” Next he grabs the rose toy to inspect it, there was a remote next to it.

“Guess you are going to find out how well this will work.” He smirks as he started taking off colorless’s pants. “W-w-w-wait! Give me a minute to-“ He was interrupted but a slap to his face. “Since when does the little beta tell me what to do?!” Tristan growls angrily at colorless as he got turned on by that slap. Everything that usually brings pain suddenly feels good and is turning him on.

I guess I’ll be buying more of these chocolates.

Tristan spreads colorless’s legs open, opening the remarkable amazing, spectacular ass crack which has been busted the other night. Tristan grabs the lube and puts it all over his beta’s crack. The cold sensation of the lube made colorless moan softly. ”Oh you won’t be soo loud today.” Tristan says as he took the gag choker and placed it right onto colorless’s mouth. He looked at the scene in front of him, a scene which he had only ever imagined in his wet dreams. He got very turned on.

He didn’t spare a moment and put the little pickle into colorless’s hole, making him jerk and the sudden intrusion, but he moaned through the gag choker. Tristan thrusting deeper and deeper with every second, huffing and puffing like an alpha wolf when mating.

“Don’t you think im forgetting something? All of these stuff that you bought and you won’t feel the pleasure of every single one of them? Well let’s not let them go to waste now.” Tristan said, not breaking his momentum just like CBAT. He grabbed the nipple clips and handed them over to colorless. “Put them on.” Colorless got embarrassed, not wanting to do it himself, he shook his head, trying to hand the nipple clips back to Tristan but he growled back at Colorless. “Oh no you won’t. You are the one to put them not me. And don’t you dare try to make this mistake again or daddy will be angry.”

Colorless complies, with his hands still in cuffs, he tries to put the clips on when suddenly he felt another object going inside him. He jolted his head back, tears welling up in his eyes. Tristan took the remote and turned on the rose toy. Colorless couldn’t hold back his moans and started moaning uncontrollably. His moans could be heard through the gag.

“Fuck I’m about to buss.” Tristan whimpers. His thrusts going faster and faster as he was about to arrive. Colorless was close to the finish race as well. They busted a nut at the same time, Tristan let out an audible moan as he came, he took out his cucumber and removed the gag from colorless’s mouth. He proceeded to let out more of his juices inside of his mouth. “Don’t forget, this is not the first rodeo. Now swallow my children or ill impregnate you.” “Y-y-yes daddy” Colorless choked out as tears were rolling down his cheeks (not his other cheeks). His mouth wide open waiting for his masters juices to fill his mouth.

“Who’s your daddy?” Tristan demands. “Y-y-you are.” “Say it!” SMACKS COLORLESS’S ASS CHEEKS “YOU ARE MY DADDY. TRISTAN IS MY DADDY” Colorless yelps as the shock waves of the smack flowed all over his body. “Good boy. Now take my nut like a champ.” Tristan says as he busted a nut right onto Colorless’s mouth and all over his face. He swallowed all of it while still maintaining eye contact with the Daddy.

“This is not over.” Tristan says as he flipped Colorless onto his stomach, doggy style. “There is still a long time ahead of us, this will take a while.”...

TO BE CONTINUED.

#Mpreg #Mlm #joke #Friend #Fw #Twisless

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yangwonz · 2 years

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SYNOPSIS: the brutal murder of yang jungwon, belift highs beloved student, left everyone in and out of town speechless. even after weeks passed by, the police was unable to identify the murderer, and everyone slowly started to lose hope. but as crazy as it may sound, the nerd sim jaeyun might be of help to solve the mystery lingering around jungwons death. and maybe, he was more involved with him, than the others have thought.

WORD COUNT: around 1.1k ???

WARNINGS: mentions of death, bullying, explicit language

PROLOGUE

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Not much connected me to Park Jongseong. I have seen him around school, but we never talked. He was in a different class from mine, and we both had our own friendgroups that could have never merged at all. To be honest though, the person I have seen him hanging out with the most, was Yang Jungwon. First, I thought it was bit weird. Why would an almost eighteen year old hang out with a sixteen year old? But nevertheless, I had to find out that Jungwon was a really nice boy, who gave everyone he met in the schools hallway a dimpled smile, and one time, not too long ago he even lend me his umbrella when it was pouring outside and my best friend, Park Sunghoon wasn’t in a mood of coming to school to help me out, like he usually does.

I can still remember when the teachers assembled all of us on an early morning before the lessons should have started. There were a few police officers next to them, and I thought it must have been an incident regarding weed or something, since it had happened like a year before. It was a friday. Not friday the thirteenth, but the fifteenth. The air felt still wet from the rainy days before and Sunghoon was complaining while sitting by my side. He said he was tired because of his soccer training which wore him out everytime he attended, and just wanted to sleep while Mr.Kim talked about some, in his opinion “ physics nonsense, only losers like Sim Jaeyun were interested in”. As he laid his blonde head on my shoulders I heard said Mr.Kim clear his troath with a microphone in his hand, so that anything he wanted to say would be heard by the hundreds of students in Belift High.

Not far away sat Jongseong aswell. There was an empty space beside him, which was unusual, because there was never a day, where Jungwon wasn’t there. I believed he must have got a cold, since he run home in the heavy rain after giving me his umbrella. I made a mental note to myself to get him some warm food or snacks and visit him after school ended.

The thing is, people would’ve said that I’m not very friendly. The reason for that might have been Sunghoon or just all my friends in general. We were popular. And they, especially Sunghoon loved to pick on students just because. Mainly on Jaeyun. You could say, this was the typical stuff one always sees in the movies. I’m honest, I was just as bad as they were. I was a bystander. I didn’t care much for Jaeyun, but sometimes I did try to stop Sunghoon, when I was there and I felt like it was getting out of hand. But I did knew, that he was doing way worse things when I was not around. Nevertheless, Sunghoon was always the best to me. He was caring, funny and I could always go to him when something happened. Him and I were best friends eversince kindergarden, so although he did change throughout the years I still loved him very much.

The moment Mr.Kim started to talk, everyone went silent. I wasn’t sure if it’s because they truly wanted to give him respect and listen or if they just found it a nice opportunity to get some rest.

“Under normal consequences I would now wish all of you a good morning. Sadly this morning is the worst one we could have ever imagined. Please for now, stay seated, because we are not sure what reaction the news would cause.” - he started his speech, to which my stomach flipped. It started out so wrong, and I was nervous as of why he was that serious. Sunghoon on the other side didn’t seem very interested as he buried his face deeper into my neck for a more comfortable sleep. - “I am sure that all of you knew Yang Jungwon. Many of you must have been very close to him, because he was so such a good kid with a future just as bright as the sun. Oh god, I can’t do this.” - Mr.Kims voice cracked up while he was fighting with his tears, that tried to escape his eyes. We have never seen Mr.Kim cry, so from that moment on I knew that something terrible must have happened. I just wished I would be wrong.

Mr.Jeon, our teacher for physical education, took the microphone and nodded to Mr.Kim that he will continue on for him.

“I believe we shouldn’t strech this out even longer, so I will just tell it to you guys fast, like ripping off a bandaid. Our top-stundent Yang Jungwon, who was only sixteen, was found dead this morning.” - his deep voice echoed in the big room, and Sunghoon snapped his head up immediately. I looked at Jongseong, who was already standing and shouting. “What? No this isn’t true right? Mr.Jeon? What the fuck? Fucking fuck what’s going on?” He seemed like he was going crazy, and I couldn’t blame him.

Mr.Jeon continued on. - “We won’t disclose any more information, as a way the show respect to Jungwon and his family. To help the police with their job, and as a way to give you and us a time to mourn, todays and next weeks lessons are all cancelled. We ask the following students to come down and follow the police so they can start the questioning. Your parents were informed already and are on their way.” - And with that, he passed the microphone to one of the police officers.

“Park Jongseong, Kim Sunoo, Nishimura Riki, Sim Jaeyun, Park Sunghoon and L/N Y/N we ask you all to come down and to follow us. I repeat, Park Jongseong, Kim Sunoo, Nishimura Riki, Sim Jaeyun, Park Sunghoon and L/N Y/N.”

That day I was grouped up with the weirdest people. It must have been interesting to see Park Jongseong, who was quiet and only ever cared about Jungwon, Kim Sunoo, who was mostly known for his good grades and bubbly personality, Nishimura Riki, who was only fourteen at the time and because of that I honestly had no idea why he had to come with us, Sim Jaeyun, the kid who loved studying, but had no friends and has been tormented for years, the popular guy Park Sunghoon who was admired by almost everyone on the soccer team and way labelled a pretty-faced bully by others, and me who was called “Sunghoons chick” for most of the time, but was still quite very popular myself, making our way down from our seats to greet the policemen with an evident shock and confusion on all of our faces.

We didn’t know it back then, but it was the beginning of something even worse. A time we oh-so-tried to act like it has never happened. But it did.

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A/N: i couldn’t resist the urge to write and post the trailer ASAP huh. and i promise i will write something where sunghoon is the bestest boy the world has Ever seen just not now SORRY 🙏🏻 we are praying for his character development during the series though ! next chapter omg i’m so excited Maybe we will meet with a new character Maybe it’s just Jay going insane WHO KNOWS! also isn’t wonie so cute? he deserves better i should bring him back.

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noorengels · 4 years

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reasons i am sad (friendship edition)

in year 4 my best friend invited everyone to her birthday party and not me and they all actually kept it a secret really well they almost pulled it off except she held her party in la plaza which basically is the hangout spot for families in that area i spent all my fridays there playing until midnight bc literally everyone from school would go. so i was walking home with my entire family inc grandparents and uncles and we went through la plaza and there they were! every single one of my friends at her party! apparently her mum didnt let her invite me bc apparently i hit her which i didn’t i hit another girl so her excuse is invalid and its the first time ive been so publicly excluded i cried on a bench.

in year 7 we hated this girl bc she was so fake i genuinely believe she is a psychopath like she has all the symptoms except shes in set 5 maths lol so my friend was like what if i spread a rumour about her and i was like lol do it and she did and for some reason i was blamed??? and lost all of my friends and she bullied me so hard but i didnt realise bc i was “friends” with her bc our mums were friends so shed like walk with me to lessons and talk to me while belittleing me and idk she was just a fucking bitch she made me feel so horrible like it was emotional bullying but also like telling everyone who i liked and saying lmao you literally have no friends “count how many friends you have? omg you literally cant even reach ten can you???” like in front of everyone but then shed also be really nice to me at the same time like idk it was like she was my friend but she bullied me it was so horrible saffa i hate you and the original friend who spread the rumour went on to become her best friend for like 6 years so uh hate that

managed to make friends with people not in my class in year 8! which sucked bc saffa had alienated people in my class so now they all just didnt like me i was the weird girl with no friends because of her and it was so horrible bc id always be forced to join the ready made groups between friends by the teacher bc i didnt have a group to work with or id get paired with the weird girl like i was only the weird girl after saffa made everyone hate me this girl was weird bc she just is idk

in year 10 they made a gc without me! i basically created that group tho like i gathered these friends i hade made in different lessons (obviously not in my main class lol) and they literally just??? decided to exclude me for no reason. and then theyd talk about what they talked about in the gc in front of me like “omg remember last night on the gc” isha ur so fucking boring no normal person talks about their gc with the same people again do u have no other conversational points smh

in year 11 it got so bad to the point where once i sat with them and they all just left! like they took their stuff and moved to the table behind me i wanted to cry so bad i did at home i think its the worst one out of all of these because it happened to my face? idk saffa was horrible too but this was just “were leaving” idk like ive never felt as horrible as i did in that moment i cant even describe how im feeling rn reliving it

its okay bc i made friends with my best friend from sciences + history bc our surnames are next to each other so we always sat together! i honestly clung to this girl after that bc i refused to spend a second longer with that other group after 3 years of enduring not even being liked by ur friends so i made friends with her friends which was easy bc yes!

so by the first term of year 12 i had three friends! in fact one of them was like ur not having a birthday party??? im taking u out to eat so my first birthday event thing in literally years was all thanks to arun i am honestly so grateful for him he didnt even go bc he was busy and we planned it the day before my birthday but it was literally me and two friends eating pizza at zizzis and im crying so much rn but year 12 was when i found people who genuinely cared about me

we established a group of like 8 lol and were planning a holiday for the end of year 13! very skam of us! we had a gc and everything! we were gonna go to spain bc im spanish so i could speak!

this trip was unspoken of in year 13 and i was like lol kinda weird um okay but nope nothing weird about it they just created a chat without me and were still going to spain!!! one of them even sent me screenshots of their airbnb to translate its like u want me to know lol

i did complain to one of them but thats it i was just hurt on my own and coronavirus happened so it got cancelled anyways so i won really

in yr 13 i also got closer to this boy called adam! i remember my friend was like you two would get on so well idk why ur not friends and i was like idk its adam lol do i really want to and yes i did bc he is in fact the isak to my sana! but anyways i hate him but i love him we have that kinda friendship where were alwAYS trying to beat the other one up and honestly the most heart felt goodbye when schools shut was between us both bc at first we were fighting and then he just stopped and his eyes softened and i was like whats wrong with you why arent u punching me and he went come here and we hugged and its like wow despite being a dick ill miss you

anyways so uhhh quarantine we skyped often it was fun and then restrictions were lifted i went to spain and the second i land they all stop talking in the gc????? like im abroad not dead why are u creating a new one??? this gc was agressively spammed so i know for a fact theres another im not stupid

i come back from spain and theyre like can we meet!!! we meet three weeks later and theyr like i missed u so much im so happy uou came i love you and it felt really genuine like they genuinely missed me

two days later i find out through snapchat theyve all gone on holiday together!!!!!!!!!!!!! all of them and just ofc didnt invite me they went to the beach for two days and kept posting about it and im so bitter about it like bro???????? why so secretive????? like i cried so much when i saw bc they still just idk why does every single friendgroup ive ever been in exclude me like i must be the problem theres no other explanation for it i am not the kind of person people want to have around i am so funny but im a bitch and will come for ur ass because i have the inability to lie i have no filter either which i know makes them dislike me i know it does but thats the price you oay for being my friend i just say things as it is becauxe i hate secrets bc secrets are always about excluding me so i rather be honest and upfront but that clearly puts people off bc im too upfront and im not getting a personality transplant im not tryna be boring but im so sick of always being the one on her own

adam was relevant uh hews my only friend rn he checked up on me the other day so cheers adam for making sure im not completely isolated

the funny thing is that all my friends hate adam bc “hes a dick” hes not he just says things how it is were so similar so if they hate adam they hate me and im over being hated lol bye!

i start uni next week and i clearly have no social skills so im not gonna make friends im so scared of being lonely i hate being left out

this went from sad to full on angry like i was crying at some point and now im fuming like im so hot rn my blood pressure isnt doing okay

#my manifesto #sua: extreme #venting #xoxo #no ones had more friendship drama than me i refuse to believe it #this is 1526 words long #shut up ali

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jasminehoneytea · 5 years

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cuddly ~ n.s

i never understood why they were called “study dates” until i met newt scamander.

freshman year of university, and i had found myself flung into a friendgroup of people a year older than me. people who, in the span of three months, became my favorite people in the whole entire world. people like newt scamander.

my roommate, queenie, had introduced me to the friendgroup on move-in day and we all compared majors and schedules. newt was fascinating. his passion for creatures was absolutely breathtaking. we didn’t have any classes together, but he always insisted on walking me to as many classes as he could.

we decided to start studying together. we both had our weekends free, and sunday mornings spent in parks, cafes and libraries were my favorite part of being at university.

then i understood why they were called study dates. sitting across from him, sneaking glances as he sipped coffee from whatever obscure mug he had that week, watching him do that little thing where he bit his lip and ran a hand through his curly hair whenever he was confused, all of it was the perfect formula for a date. except neither of us ever called it one. we were just friends, after all.

one particular sunday study date changed it all.

we decided to meet a nearby park. we hadn’t seen each other in a while, and i so desperately wanted to be near him.

i stood among the oak trees, inhaling the scent of autumn. i waited for newt to arrive, shivering slightly in the brisk wind. i heard footsteps from afar, and looked up to meet eyes with a familiar tall sweater-clad boy.

“newt!”

“hello.” he said with a smile.

i didn’t even think about it, i just slung my arms around his neck and stood on my tip toes to reach him. newt seemed a little confused and stiffened before relaxing. his arms enclosed around me and he pulled me tighter. neither of us moved for what felt like hours but in reality was only seconds. for some reason, it just felt so right to be close to him.

i finally pulled away, letting one hand rest on his shoulder while the other fell to my side, fingers just centimeters away from his own. i brushed my thumb across his shoulder, drawing figure eights over and over. “how’ve you been?” i asked, realizing that neither of us had said anything since ‘hello’.

“a little stressed, you?”

“me too.” i said with a giggle. i looked down and realized newt had interlocked our hands. he followed my gaze and seemed almost shocked that he had done it, like it was some sort of subconscious action. he released my hand slowly, murmuring a quiet apology. “i’ve had a lot of exams lately, which is strange; we’re nowhere near midterms.” i continued on, staring at the ground as i spoke. i always got nervous around him, never wanting to look newt in the eyes, even though his eyes were so captivating. i could feel him watching me and my face heated up slightly. “i know you have work to do, too, but i could really use your help studying. would you mind?”

“i’d love to.” he replied. i looked up at him, observing his small smile and his eyes that gazed back down at me. he smile was so contagious, i couldn’t stop myself from beaming at him. he squeezed my hand before letting go and sliding his arm around my waist. “where to?” he asked, starting to walk ahead, leading me along with him.

i tucked a strand of hair behind my ear nervously. something about the fact that he had his arm around me made me feel so faint, but i couldn’t figure out why. “uh, my dorm? i think the others might be in there. we can all study together.”

i glanced over at newt and he seemed slightly dejected. he caught my eye and quickly flashed me a tiny smile. “anything works.” he replied. i nodded, feeling a little guilty. why wouldn’t he want to come to the dorm? does he not want to hang out with the others?

i decided to compromise. “we could stop and get coffee first. there’s that cute café across the street.”

he seemed a little happier at this proposition. he nodded in agreement and we walked over to the coffee house, admiring the colorful autumn leaves falling gently from the old oak trees. i always loved those trees. newt would occasionally spout facts about the trees and the creatures that lived in them before turning red and apologizing for talking too much. i didn’t mind. i actually liked it when he talked about animals, he’d get all excited and his soft eyes would gleam with adoration. i thought it was adorable; he thought it was embarassing.

at the newt went up to the the register to order first, then asked what i’d like. “oh, you don’t have to pay for me.”

he mumbled a ‘nonsense’ and ordered me a pumpkin spice latte. leta and tina had caught me drinking one about a week ago and refused to let me live it down, calling me basic for hours on end. newt had told me to ignore them. it was sweet of him to order me one. “actually, make that two, please.” he said, pulling out his wallet and handing the barista some cash. “are these as good as you say they are?” he asked, turning to me as we waited for our coffee.

“what? you haven’t had one?” he shook his head. i feigned a gasp. “you’ll love it! it’s your kind of thing.”

“my kind of ‘thing’?” he asked, grabbing the two to-go cups from the counter and handing one to me

“uh, yeah,” i replied, immediately regretting every word that came out of my mouth. he gave me a look that said ‘go on, explain what that means’. and i sighed quietly. “your ‘thing’ is like, knit sweaters and drinking coffee or tea out of strangely shaped artisanal mugs, or like reading strange books about fantastical creatures in front of a fireplace on a fluffy old rug.” i blushed intensely, realizing i had gone too far. the only way i could think to end my explanation was by saying, “or whatever, i guess...” my voice faltered with embarrassment and trailed off.

newt looked down at me with an expression that i couldn’t read. “that sounds a lot like your kind of ‘thing’, too.”

“yeah, maybe we have similar tastes.” i responded, but what i really wanted to say was ‘’or maybe you’re my ‘thing’”.

we both took a few small sips of our coffees, not minding that it burnt our tongues, and made our way back to my dorm. the air was brisk and the wind turned my already blushing cheeks redder, i couldn’t help but sneak a few glances at newt to see if he looked the same way. he did. his nose looked so cute all red like that. pushing open the heavy wooden doors to my dorm hall, i breathed a sigh of relief at the warm surroundings. the crackling of a fire in the common room fireplace, faint laughter and the joyous sound of a slightly out of tune piano playing filled the building with a lovely feeling of fall and happiness. “god, i’ll never get over the fact that i live here.” i told newt, leaning into him a little. i signed us into the logbook and took newt’s hand, guiding him up the moderately creaky stairs.

“you know,” newt began from one step below me. “we usually just hang out with the others in the common room. i’ve never actually been in your room before.”

i looked over my shoulder at him, taking a sip from my latte. “it’s actually really pretty up there! queenie’s a great roommate, she brings back all the leftover pastries from the bake shop her and jacob work at, and she has the nicest scented oil diffusers.”

“well, if you’re living up there, i’m sure it’s lovely.” newt said, causing me to smile.

“you’re cute.” i mumbled in return, just quiet enough so he couldn’t make out what i had said. he hummed in response and i giggled to myself.

after a couple flights of stairs, which newt complained about several times under his breath, i knocked on our door to notify queenie i was coming in. “you both better be decent in there!” i called out with a laugh. a muffled ‘oh, quiet, you!’ came from inside. i opened the door and motioned for newt to follow me inside. “i brought newt! are the other girls coming?” i asked, setting my bookbag down on the ochre colored fluffy rug queenie had bought from a flea market a couple days ago, newt following suit. i hopped up on the bed, hugging my pillow. newt stood awkwardly by the door until i patted the duvet next to me, gesturing for him to sit down.

“tina’s on her way, leta should be finishing her economics class any minute now.” jacob replied while flipping through his notebook. “i figured we could study until let’s gets here, then play that new card game tina’s been talkin’ about.”

“sounds fun! that alright with you, newt?” i asked, nudging newt gently with my arm.

“anything works.” he said, repeating what he had said earlier. he was such an easygoing person, i couldn’t help but wonder if he truly wanted to do whatever it was our group ended up doing. what if he was bored with us? what if he was bored with me?

for around half an hour, the room was filled with the sound of pages turning, pens scribbling, notecards flipping, and quiet murmuring. it was almost peaceful, i usually loved the silence. however, for some reason, i wished for the loud bustling sounds of the coffee shop or the slightly busy street’s ambience. maybe i just wished to hang out with newt again, alone.

i couldn’t figure out why i wanted to spend so much time with newt. it felt like i always clung to him like leaf to its branch. but every leaf has to fall eventually, doesn’t it? in that moment, i hoped not every leaf left the tree. especially if that tree was a tall, cinnamon haired boy in a scarf.

a sudden knock on the door interrupted my train of thought and tina entered, followed by leta. “sorry we’re late!” tina exclaimed, plopping down on the carpet. “i saw leta across the street so we took a detour to grab coffee and mail a letter to theseus.”

“ooh, letters! ain’t that fancy!” queenie teased. leta’s cheeks turned a darker shade of rose and she took a sip of her coffee to mask her smile. “someone’s a little head over heels for the eldest scamander!”

“keep an eye on him, leta.” newt said, not looking up from the textbook he was helping me take notes on. “he may be a wall street man, but he’s not as mature as he seems.” a tiny smirk played on his lips.

leta rolled her eyes. “he’s plenty mature, newt. don’t be jealous.”

“i am not!” he objected. leta giggled and set her coffee down on my desk.

i pointed to the cup. “newt and i just went to that café! it’s adorable! we got pumpkin spice lattes.”

“speaking of that,” newt said, standing up and stretching. “i can throw our cups away, is there a garbage bin in here?”

i shook my head. “it’s downstairs somewhere. queenie took it out one day and never thought to bring it back up. i think the front desk workers gave it to the common room.” queenie shrugged nonchalantly, acting like she didn’t mind that we had no place to through away our teabag wrappers, when in reality she complained every day.

“oh, alright, i’ll bring it downstairs.”

“anyone up for cards?” jacob asked, pulling out a deck.

we all chimed in our approvals and jacob began dealing them. “you and newt have gotten awful close, haven’t you?” tina asked as soon as newt closed the door, turning to face me.”

i looked down at my fingers as i nervously played with the hem of my sweater. “you don’t mind, do you? we’re just friends, but if you’re uncomfortable...” i trailed off, thinking about tina’s past infatuation with newt.

“no, no! i was just saying, i’ve never seen newt be so welcoming to a new member of the group before. he’s usually reserved.”

“yeah, we all know newt’s a little more then shy,” leta added. “in fact, i lived next to the scamander brothers almost my entire life and i don’t think newt has ever hugged me. i’ve hugged him, but he’s never hugged back.”

jacob chuckled. “he’s my best friend and we’ve hugged like, three times in three years, it’s-”

“what are you guys talking about?” i interrupted. “newt is, like, the most cuddly person i know!” the entire room went silent for a moment before my friends burst into laughter. i was extremely confused. newt had always been affectionate to me, especially today.

“honey, you can’t be serious.” queenie said in between fits of giggles. her glittery eyes met my own and she quieted down. “oh, honey, you are serious!”

“i am! just today, i hugged newt and he even had his arm around me for a bit.”

“well, maybe he’s just taken a liking to you.” leta replied, looking me up and down. “you are the newest addition to the group.”

jacob smirked and added, “or maybe he has a crush on you! he’s never acted this way around someone before, i’ll bet anyone that newt is into you.”

my face felt like it was on fire. could newt possibly like me? why was i feeling so jittery and nervous all of a sudden? could i like newt?

just then, newt rapped gently on the door and entered. “cards?” he noticed, looking at the piles on the floor in front of him. jacob nodded, handing newt his hand. newt flashed me a gentle smile before sitting down on the rug next to me and leaning back, his arm touching mine ever-so-slightly as his fingertips brushed against my own. the other four in the room noticed this series of actions and all exchanged knowing looks. “you alright?” newt whispered to me, obviously noticing my tomato shaded face. i nodded, my mouth suddenly feeling very dry while my stomach was filled with butterflies.

i definitely had a crush on newt scamander.

one game of go, fish turned into two, which turned into four more card games, each getting louder than the rest. i missed the quiet conversations and longing glances i had shared with newt a few hours earlier. i decided i was done with cards for the day.

“do you want to get out of here?” i mouthed to newt, catching his eye over the shrieks of laughter that otherwise would have overpowered my words. he looked overwhelmed and exhausted. he gave me a small nod, took my hand, and pulled me up from off the carpet. “newt and i fold, he’s gonna help me study.” i told the group.

a series of shouted responses filled the room and i managed to push newt through the doorway before he heard jacob call out, “have fun, lovebirds!”

the second we stepped back outside, i felt better. the fall evening was almost too good to be true. there was just a slight breeze, enough to tint newt’s nose that adorable shade of pink, and the air smelled of bonfires and petrichor as little raindrops splashed softly around us. “god, i love october.” i murmured aloud, more to myself than to newt.

“me, too.” newt smiled as a squirrel skittered across the cobblestone road and stopped just inches away from him. he bent down to let the squirrel study him before it scrambled up a nearby oak tree. it was incredible how close he could get to animals, any animal seemed to love him. i could see why.

newt cleared his throat quietly, something he had always done when he was nervous. i turned my head slightly to study his rosy cheeks and darting eyes. “i, um, was actually meaning to talk to you, alone.”

“yeah?”

“yeah.” he replied. i looked down at our shoes, each step taken perfectly in sync. newt didn’t say anything for a while. i snuck a glance back over at him. he looked like he was having trouble finding the right words to say. that happened fairly often for newt; he was also so careful about how he worded his sentences. i opened my mouth to ask whatever it was he wanted to talk about, but he finally began to speak again. “i...do you maybe want to get a coffee? together? some time?” again, i started to speak but he cut me off. “i, er, i know we just had coffee a little bit ago, but i-i...” he stopped dead in his tracks.

“i don’t know what other best way to say this except for the fact that i think i might be falling in love with you.”

“oh.” was all that left my lips. it was all i could physically say. i felt frozen in place, my heart was beating so loudly that i swore he could hear it pounding in my chest. he almost seemed to wince at that ‘oh’. like it hurt him. he gave a slight nod and looked down at the reddish stones beneath him. “newt?”

“yes?” he looked back up at me, his eyes sparkling in a way i had only seen once or twice. he only looked like that when he was about to cry.

“kiss me?” i breathed out in the softest tone possible, so soft he probably could barely hear me. newt’s eyes widened as he processed what i had just said. he took a step closer to me towered over my frame a little. one hand reached up to cup my face, tilting my chin up ever so slightly while the other took my hand. i watched as his eyes studied my lips. he leaned down and brushed his lips against my own, light as a feather. he then pulled back and gazed down at me. neither of us said anything for a moment, just stared into one another’s eyes.

newt’s hand suddenly clutched my wrist and pulled me closer to him. instinctively, my hands laid flat on his chest to brace my fall, but one newt’s arms had caught me and laid around my waist securely. at the same time, his lips crashed down on mine. i tangled my hands in his hair, tugging at strands slightly enough to illicit a tiny gasp out of him. newt’s lips still tasted like cinnamon and pumpkin spice and i found myself lost in the kiss. i was thankful he had his arm around me or i might have collapsed as i pulled away, practically gasping for air.

his lips were red and his cheeks were flushed. i could only assume i looked the same way. “i’m...sorry, i don’t know what came over me.” he said. newt let go of my wrist and was about to stuff his hand in his jean pocket but i caught it instead, interlocking our fingers.

“no, no, i uh...i liked it.” i squeezed his hand.

“yeah?”

“i kind of want you to do it again.”

he gave me this smile, this perfect smile, as he looked down at me. it was so full of love and something distinctly newt. it was almost intoxicating, i couldn’t resist that wonderful feeling again. i grabbed the collar of the grey shirt he had peeking out over his sweater and pulled him down, kissing him like there was no tomorrow. i murmured his name against his lips and felt him smile as i carded my fingers through his curls.

he broke away and i giggled as i twirled one of his cinnamon locks around my finger. i bit my lip to hide the enormous grin on my face. he didn’t even bother trying, his smile was radiant.

i hid my blushing face in his chest and listen to his heartbeat. it was faster than it should have been. “do i make you nervous, newt?”

“completely and utterly. i’m surprised i’m still standing right now.” he replied.

i wrapped my arms tighter around him and relished in the sound of his laugh. “i’ll catch you if you fall.” i murmured into his sweater.

“darling, haven’t you heard? i’ve already fallen.”

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Episode #8 “CAN YOU SAY MESS” -Cindi

https://youtu.be/kJt8-zZe8Ck

-this is fucked up i have to confess tribal is in 4 mins.. theres a bunch of stuff about this vote why do people know zch is in a 5 person alliance .. . .. . .. . . . . . why is cindi voting out zach why do i have individual immunity lmao i want zach on the jury ://////////

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gNbHN000ka8

-alright ladies we made it to the merge. finally back together with Gavin loml. also it seems that Jess, Zach and Keegan missed me as well based on how the whole touchy subjects thing went for me so thats cute. ALSO TIMMY Z IS HERE AND WE ONLY HAVE TO CALL HIM TIMMY BECAUSE THE OTHER ONE IS GONE!!! side bar: timmy and i are bestie pals and im so excited to finally be on a tribe together umm thats pretty much all i've got for now. also there are only 5 OG Annie's left in this game and 3 of them are working with me for the moment so I think I am in a pretty decent spot. apparently the OG Annies called me and Jess threats so they can go honestly. but half of them are already gone now i think so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

-this tribal is about to be really messy and im really tired of cindi's bullshit about refusing to change her vote

-MERGE BABY!!!! WOOOOOO~!!! So, This tribe seems cool!I;m mainly excited i made merge. My allies are currently Keegan, Jess and I think Gavin. I want to ally with the people I haven't played with yet. sorry this is short

-So I feel like I was totally on the bottom after the Jay vote. I feel like I can’t turn to my old allies (although I have) and like. In touchy subjects when I was voted most likely to be voted out next I had like one person come to me and be like “oh that’s so not true. I don’t see you as next” but like. I wasn’t even surprised that I got it. I am kinda relying on allying with new people but you can’t force people to ally without you. Everytime I have tried to ally with people I have already played with it fails. So now that narrows it down to Collin, Cindi, and maybe Rachael. But I need To get close to them first. Collin also knows how I played in Tashirojima. He has brought it up to me 2 separate times now, so I’m scared he might think I’m going to play like that again and try and target me or something. Idk. I’m just a big ball of scared.

-So 5 people of got immunity. I got like 9th. I'm real upset about it. I know it doesn't really mean anything in the grand scheme of things. Anyway. I;m like 90% sure I;m going home but I'll try my best to ya know. not. I really hope I can work with collin although I don't really have an alliance. so lets see how this goes.

https://youtu.be/wLA8Pt4bXlQ

https://youtu.be/r-8Y2n2NGJo

-Welcome to Merge O' Clock! We finally made the merge, although unless I'm dumb (which is entirely possible) we haven't yet made the jury. The post says a final 3 with 9 jury members, and there is 13 of us left. Interesting. But anyways, I made the merge and I'm super happy about that. It's very exciting to win the previous season and actually be in the running to win this season. Like I feel like I've played a pretty good game so far and I have enough alliances and strong bonds to make it far. Unless I get targeted for that reason. In terms of trust rankings, lemme do that real quick: Most Trusted JESS ZACH GAVIN RACHAEL TIMMY BIRCH CINDI CHIPS BODHI ALI = RUTHIE = COLLIN I've currently got my Canadian Alliance with JESS and BIRCH, as well as an alliance with GAVIN, ZACH and RACHAEL. There's also the alliance with TIMMY, GAVIN, JESS and ZACH thought I don't know if that one will stick around much. I'm trying hard to build a relationship with CINDI, who is amazing. If I can get all these things aligned, we can vote out RUTHIE, ALI, CINDI, CHIPS, COLLIN and BODHI before there's really anything to worry about. But the game is never that easy. My biggest goal right now is to make sure I win immunity for this first vote. The first merge vote can be super telling where everyone is standing and I need to make sure that the target doesn't somehow fall on me. I have to stay safe for at least this vote.

-Guess who’s immune at the merge tribal council! THIS GUY! And also COLLIN, JESS, GAVIN and BODHI. Surprise twist where five people win immunity, which is crazy. I’m mostly just vibing right now and seeing where people’s heads are at. Been having some nice conversation with ALI, COLLIN and CINDI. Will I work with them ever? I’m not sure. I’m very happy that JESS and GAVIN are safe. I trust them a lot and hope we can work together moving forward. I just need to make sure I keep my head low enough to avoid a target but high enough that people know this is my game to win.

-So if everything I have been told so far is true, this is going to be a very messy vote. Initially it was BIRCH and CHIPS whose names were on the line but as the day progressed it became between ZACH and BIRCH. And honestly there is merit in voting for either of them. ZACH is a very good player with a metric crap tonne of connections but I've also been loyal to him since the start of the game. BIRCH could be a super loyal ally moving forward but I've also betrayed them at a previous point in the game. Currently, it seems like BIRCH, CHIPS, RUTHIE, GAVIN are for sure voting for ZACH. Currently, it seems like ZACH, RACHAEL, CINDI, COLLIN are for sure voting for BIRCH. But also as I was typing this out, BODHI created an alliance chat with COLLIN, GAVIN, JESS and myself. I'm not even sure if it's an alliance or if BODHI just wanted to make a joke about the Illuminati. Mom? Come pick me up I don't want to be here anymore.

-okay so its merge time... and i've been doing bad at confessing because i've been going through it but its time to reassess and get back into GEAR. so timmy died last tribal, he was kinda being bananas and targetting rachael in a really flawed way (bodhi would've probably been the move). i like rachael even though i'm about to come after her friendgroup full force, and it just wasn't the time. also... timmy is the only person i've played with multiple times who has outplaced me each time so KJFDSA... was biased to end that. only other risk of that on this tribe is bodhi, but might be sending him packing sooner rather than later. anyway so merge and first things FIRST. I FINALLY. FINALLY. get put on a tribe with JESS. I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS DAY FOR MY SPIDERMAN POINTING AT SPIDERMA QUEEN. i'm telling her too much (me telling j-names too much who is shocked), but we are gonna mob boss it as two tribe figureheads and keep it PUSHING. Otherwise I love gavin… I used my connection with sarah g to him for clout because im shameless but I love him and he seems relatively disconnected on the tribe… he looks like kori who would catfish games so im like looks around but he gives good energy hope he likes me. chips is a SWEETHEART and was also on the bottom so looking to scoop him up. Okay so birch. Birch is lovely, birch played in my first tumblr survivor season. Birch has SO much personality… in chats of 2+ people, but in our PMs a better name for them is the SAHARAH. Love your lack of energy, go give us NOTHING. But what can you do. I ALSO might need them in even tho if I get one more ‘Nice!’ from them as a response I will perform walking from the cast. Keegan hasn’t messaged me yet…taps foot. Will not be messaging a MAN first not on my watch. Zach is sweet but he is a CHILD AND I DON’T TRUST CHILDREN IN games. I also just booby trapped him in the idol hunt so… looks around. I also have one key and I need ONE MORE TO get into this mystical last book which im ON A MISSION TO DO. In other news collin leaked the 6 person alliance so looks around… that man has such white gay who wins games energy and im not having it. Ideal Bootlist: Zach > Keegan > Bodhi > Collin > Cindi > Birch > Timmy > Rachael > Chips > Jess (F3: Me/Ruthie/Chips)

-okay so im deflated again. first off, the conglomerate of friends has got to go its so frustrating, the mesopotamia/svalbard gathering is really really disaster. they make their friend group so obvious and yet there is nothing we can do. the zach/collin/rachael/bodhi/cindi (?) svalbard/mesopotamia, PLUS people who voted with zach like keegan/timmy. its just so ANNOYING, can people WISE UP. i love jess, and im so so excited to work together but she also can be so slippery and wishywashy so its a real.. looks around, we need to wake cindi up. in other news... this tribe is really okay with letting collin win. he is misting EVERYONE and everyone is just sitting there and letting it happen. he has such white gay who just wins this game and everyone is gonna just LET HIM. final man i wanna complain about is keegan. LISTEN SIR, you will not catch me messaging a man first, so if you are upset about us having not spoken... then message me. then speak to me. dont tell people we havent spoken when i've made JUST AS MUCH EFFORT AS YOU. its not my fault you are so unbelievably dry in pms. grrrr i just HATE men and i have to deal with SO MANY on this tribe.

-okay so. we are maybe voting out the child i truly do not know. jess, gavin and cindi never dissed. open to working with me, not relying exclusively on pregame connections, literal legends. chips and birch are literally making it so hard to save them, they both have the biggest mouths i've EVER seen and the subtlety of a reversing truck. they have SUCH big mouths and are making the odds of a zach idol play INCREDIBLY high. also zach can go making majority alliances without me, its shenanigans like this that get you merge boot Sir.

-so im sitting on call with cindi as we plot the end of the zach. this is so sad i feel bad for him even tho this is definitely a good move for me AHHhhh.

-I'm crossing my fingers that I somehow pulled out a win for this creative comp (I doubt it because it looks like a toddler drew my tree house) because I have been very anti social! I've been talking to people in PM's a bit but the chat is just too many people and going too fast for me, LOL. I just hope our little group of four will stick together. I haven't talked to them as much since we merged but I guess it is good that we are all mingling and trying to maybe find some cracks? I've talked to Chips, Jess and some of the others from the merged tribe a good bit.

Tea time! So Chips wants to get Collin, Cindi, Rachael, Zach or Bodhi out because they are in some kind of alliance for some games they were in? I don't know I didn't know they were all so well connected lol. Alsooo Jess and I have a two person alliance consisting of ourselves that we are referring to as the Jills heh heh. I guess right now I'm closest to Jess? I am going to tell her whatever I hear name wise and feel she will do the same to me and I'm hoping that we can like, feed each other information and go to the end while also working with other people if that makes sense.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oOgNIykteiM&feature=youtu.be

This round is a split between Zach and birch for who is going home this week. My treehouse got 6th so I sadly missed the immunity mark This week could possibly come down to just 1 vote. That’s why Zach and I traded powers so we can know who voted with who so we can make sure we understand who is voting where for next round.

so I mad it to the merge! Good stuff! Anyway, the immunity challenge had a twist where multiple people are immune. And i am not. Thats what I get for taking a picture of a tree with 🦕! After results I hear no one saying a name and I don't like that because I don't want whatever random alliance that has already formed dictating... so I decide I'm going to spread Zach. I think he stands a good shot of success because he is well of not only in meta-gaming with relationships but also controlled the premerge. Sooooo I started saying him. Anyway, I am hoping people are actually voting with him them I will feel comfortable to make an alliance. Cindi is part of or immediately under the core group that has taken it upon themselves to say names. I heard from her they originally wanted to do my name because "easy" and not as well liked on the tribe. They were between me and Birch but Cindi said no thanks to me. Anyway, they have been spreading Birch and I have been spreading Zach and now I know it is between the two. If Zach has a power and takes control this round I am still happy I planted the seed and he should not be long for the game. Also, if they do not follow through in voting Birch and vote me instead I will feel better about my self for doing something because I feel loke I've really let down the hosts with how inactive I have been with the move. Hope bringing the drama redeems me just a little.

SO WHAT IS NOT THE TEA. LEAKING ASS LEAKERS IS NOT THE TEA. I'm in a giant alliance with Svalbard/Mesopotamia people and I'm like that is chill or whatever. But Gavin somehow knows about this alliance but doesn't know that I'm in it? So, like, uhhh don't like that. Don't want to fucking be associated with a majority alliance. Plus I don't want Chips being on the bottom. I love Chips. But love the way that Birch decided it was me voting them out? Also that they decided to just, like, give a name of everyone voting with them to Zach, who we're voting out. CAN YOU SAY MESS.

AHHHH! okay so this round has been absolutely CHAOTIC. from the stress of meeting so many new people, and trying to secure my place in this game going forward, to spending HOURS building a treehouse in the sims and being one of the five people to win immunity because of the twist i picked a few rounds ago (thanks for EXPOSING ME BY THE WAY). but going into the round, i honestly had my sights set on zach. he was by far the most connected and well-rounded player in the merge in my opinion, and something needed to be done about it. so, with that i (along with jess) had our work cut out for us. this move needed to happen NOW, or it might just never happen. together, we went around and planted seeds, spread information, and made sure that people realized zach not only had alliances with them, but everyone else in the game as well. i felt like i had made pretty strong connections with ali, cindi, and ruthie, and those were definitely three people we would need to make this move happen. so, we got to work spreading zach's name (with birch somehow exposing everyone but me basically). the hardest part for me was lying to rachael because i love her so much, but she was one of the people that were too close to zach. i knew i needed him to go, so she would be closer to me... but with that comes regaining and rebuilding the trust lost by lying to her as well, so once again, i have my work cut out for me in a totally different way--it will take time, but i think she will realize that she does need me, i just need to prove it to her.

https://youtu.be/KoXLMf5QhxI

https://youtu.be/8g2eyHMOZbI

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