#what happened to that switch in my head that let me use these awful feelings to write with?

[razzek]

Rereading old fics of mine at 4am while I can't sleep again and man I forgot like all of these. Some good shit in there. I miss having the friends around who helped inspire them. Makes me wish I could have been anyone but me so I wouldn't have made the mistakes that cost me what was good at the time. Oh well, it is what it is and there's no going back now. I do wish I was a better judge of character. You'd think I'd have learned by then/now who's worth the time and who isn't, but alas no. I'm very grateful for the few people who are still around and reaching out every now and again, helping me remember I'm a person.

[nefastnefertiti]

WHY CHAPTER 431 OF MY HERO ACADEMIA SCREAMS CENSORSHIP

First let's start by the "afterword", the note Horikoshi left after 430 and before the extras, chapter 431.

Original japanese for those who understand.

The best traslation I found and most people are agreeing with.

Key sentences are:

1.The real final chapter is 429, 430 is more like a curtain call.

2. PS: For chapter 431, I turn off the cameras and free the characters from their dramas.

This note being left after 430 and before the extras is so important. . The clarification of "the real final chapter is 429" and 430 is the curtain call is screaming: the show has ended here. This is further stated by "i turn the cameras off" by the man who use to refer himself as the camera man, I leave you with an example.

(They're talking about Vol 37 cover)

And back to point number 2: "and free the characters from their dramas", which could perfectly be understood as "the characters are no longer tied to their previous plots and drama" no longer connected to the main story.

It may seem like a reach until here, we're just trying to convince ourselves that's not canon, right? They´re delusions, right?

The problem is how far away everything about 431 antagonizes the whole story, the characters doesn't feel like themselves, they even regress back all their development, the drawing style looks totally different and there are many irregularities that call for our attention.

Dabi, 431 and by Horikoshi

Toga and Ochaco in 431:

Toga and Ochaco by Horikoshi:

All Might's signature for Katsuki (Horikoshi would never mess this up):

Kirishima with 6 fingers lol, Horikoshi loves drawing hands, he would never.

Katsuki's odd teeth what the fuck. (His hand looks good to me)

Ochaco and Shoto just look, weird. It's clearly not Horikoshi's art style.

And this awful background (center) was the main giveaway.

Horikoshi's backgrounds are so professional:

At this point I'm getting tired since the difference is astounding, don't believe me, just check the manga.

I don't think Horikoshi would've allowed those mistakes had he have a role in the making, maybe he did, there's no saying about that, but clearly if he did his involvement was very low.

Character's development wise now.

Seriously? "Deku"? And Katsuki complaining for picking him up. He cried his eyes out when Izuku lost his quirk and now he's back at season 1?

Izuku would never in a million years turn down that offer. And if he did, it would never be like this, so devoid of emotion and empathy.

430 showed us an Izuku aiming for his dreams again and at 431 this Izuku ¿? It's okay with being a teacher? Ok. And if that's not the problem, why he outright rejects Katsuki out of nowhere? When their rivalry was one of the main points of the plots for 430 chapters and now just um over? Without justification? Ok.

Ok.

Now specifically about that ship canonization and bkdk.

Horikoshi has been doing this for 10 years. The choices he took the whole manga were incredibly intentional, all those romantic tropes given to bkdk, his interviews, all stand in direct opposition to what happened in this last chapter.

I, myself, don't know much about Jump but what I've heard is they end lot of shonens with the same heterosexual formula. I don't think all of this is a coincidence.

Something really important that needs to be adressed to is what happened back in June (I think), when suddenly MHA announced it was ending in 5 chapters could've something to do with this. The manga was suddenly rushed to its ends with unsatisfying resolutions and as if that was not enough, one month later (at most) the same happened to JJK and all of this came accompanied by a switch of one of the heads of Jump.

About 431 again though.

I was just thinking what would I do if I was pressured to write something that ruins the biggest project of my life and goes against everything I was hoping for? Refuse. Tell them to write it themselves. If I can't do anything to stop it and it'll be there, alright, but I WON'T DO IT.

And I think this could be Horikoshi's case.

I've never seen a shonen manga come so close to implying his male protagonist and his male deuteragonist are in love before. Yes, it was not EXPLICIT but it was so fucking clear if you knew how to read, all the way up to 430. All those cliches tropes he gave them, he knew, we know.

I thought I'll die trying to explaineverything that seems wrong with this with nothing to back me up but the fact that he added that note is clear for me. I'm surprised they allowed him to publish it, I thought we wouldn't even have that.

PS:

It's interesting this being posted the same day 431 comes out. Also "heroaca is pretty dark, huh?"

I'll not go into this anyways because it's kind of a reach but the conclusion is: I think it's a "soft" censorship and Horikoshi did his best to relay his message given what he had.

Thanks for reading!

[lqveharrington]

Movie Night | M.M.

summary: you and miles having a movie date night <3

pairing: earth 1610!miles morales x fem!reader

warnings: (not proof read !!) making out, loads of fluff, no use of y/n, mama rio scolding the shit outta her son toward the end (trust me, it could’ve been more)

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“I hate the way you talk to me and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much that it makes me sick..." The Morales’ television played 10 Things I Hate About You for the young couple watching the movie. You were watching intently, head resting atop of Miles’ chest while messing with the loose string on his shirt. Miles, on the other hand, chose to watch you and pay no attention to the movie you so desperately wanted to watch.

He had been watching you for most of the film, only returning his attention back to the movie when you flashed your eyes up at him.

“Miles, I can feel your stare.” You sigh, adjusting your head to rest your chin on his chest, staring back up at him. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, mi vida.” He rubbed your back, “¿No se me permite mirar a mi hermosa amor?”

You scrunch your nose at the loss of understanding a different language. “Miles,” You gently smack his chest, “I understood amor.”

Miles squeezed your waist, “You’re adorable, you know that?’

Grumbling, you look at the screen again, hiding your red cheeks. “Just watch the movie, Morales.”

“Are we back on last name basis again? I thought we were past that.” He shifted to see your faux pouty face. “Aw.”

“Shut up.” You scoot up and bury your head in his neck, refusing to meet his eyes.

He let out a soft laugh, leaning his head back, “Why’re you hiding, mami?”

“You are so insufferable.” Your voice came out muffled. “You and your many, many nicknames.”

“You love my nicknames for you.” Miles continued to rub your back. “And you know I never say anything bad about you in Spanish.”

“What did you say then?”

He chuckled at you, “I said, Am I not allowed to look at my beautiful love?”

You push up on your elbows at the words, “You romanticist.”

“You love me.” He gave you a small smirk, cupping your cheek.

“Do I?” You melt into his hand. He raised his eyebrow at you.

“You know what? Yeah, I do.”

Miles gently brought your face closer to his, pulling you into a soft, needed kiss. You smile into his kiss, moving in sync with his own motions. The movie playing faded into white noise as you both made out, somehow switching positions, moving Miles on top of you.

“Miles,” You separated for a brief moment, needing to breathe. “What time is it?”

“Time is relative.” He pecked your lips, “So, it doesn’t really matter.”

“Ha ha.” You rolled your eyes but ended up being lip locked with your boyfriend again.

He had you trapped with his body, one hand by the curve of your waist and the other now by your neck. You, in a similar way, had your hands interlocked behind his neck pulling him impossibly closer.

However, the both of you being preoccupied, you didn’t realize that Miles’ parents had gotten home from their date night.

“MILES GONZALO MORALES. ¡SERA MEJOR BÁJATE DE ELLA, JOVEN!” Rio shoved her bag into a chair, hands on her hips.

“Shit!” Miles fell to the floor, accidently taking you down with him.

“Hey! Don’t use that language here.” Jeff scolded his son.

You stared at Miles and you both knew what was going to happen.

“We’re screwed.”

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[luvfy0dor]

“Please Don't Cry ♡⁠˖” BSD x GN!Reader ੈ✩‧₊˚

Warnings; crying, Nikolais kinda an asshole

Description; The BSD men seeing you cry, whether it's their fault or not

A/n; hi guys :333 one more request until they're all finished!! It only took me 6 months to do what, 11? 12? I don't know, I'm really slow when it comes to reqs, so I'm sorry it took so long!! I've also decided not to change to a gray theme cuz I don't wanna feel like I'm copying anyone, maybe one day though!!

Osamu Dazai ★

• It's probably his fault in most cases, but for this scenario we'll assume it isn't. Your day has just progressively gotten worse, and you were at the point where any minor inconvenience or annoyance would set you off and make you cry.

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You pushed open the door to your apartment that you shared with your boyfriend, bags in your hands ready to rip from the weight of the groceries inside. You huff and kick the door shut behind you, annoyed when it doesn't fully close and requires you to kick it one more time. You carry the bags to the kitchen counter and set them down rather aggressively, not minding the strength you put into roughly placing them on the surface while you turn to put them away and wait for your boyfriend to arrive home from work for once. You sigh with a hand on your hip and the other on your forehead, opening the fridge and observing your current minimal amount of food and get to stocking up. A few things make it into the fridge before you hear the door open again and your boyfriend call out to you. "Y/n? Home?" A hum erupts from your throat in response and he quickly makes his way to you, following the sound of your voice. "Hey, babe, how was your day?" He asks, grabbing a head of lettuce to hand to you. "Terrible, 'Samu, nothing tragic happened but like, all the little things, you know?" You say, shoving the head of lettuce into one of the bottom drawers of the refrigerator. He reaches over to grab the milk, but realized that the half-gallon wasn't completely full, and upon further investigation (lifting the jug up), he realized that the plastic had broken and milk was spilling out into the plastic bags, onto the counter, and down onto the floor.

"Oh, the milk broke." He says, taking a large, exaggerated step past you and over the milk to bring the half-gallon to the sink. You straighten your posture and stand up straight, head swiveling towards the counter with whiplash inducing speed. You felt your throat close up, making you unable to say anything in response. Before you knew it, your shoulders started shaking and your tears quickly followed that motion. You whimpered quietly into the palms of your hands which attracted Dazais attention again over the milk. "Aw, don't cry over spilled milk now!" He jokes, but when you give him an agitated glare and open your mouth to defend yourself, he switches up and pulls you in for a hug. "No, I was just joking, but it's okay! There's nothing to cry about, we can get more milk. Do you have any idea how it coulda happened?" He asks you, stroking your back. "M-might've put the bag down to roughly.." you say, sniffling and wiping your tears from your face. He gives a pitiful frown and kisses your cheek quickly.

"Well that just means you're too strong for your own good! Oo, see I knew there was a reason why I had to clarify I was joking, you could've broken my neck if I didn't." He playfully says, trying to cheer your up a little bit. You let out a shaky sigh and nod. "Yeah...I guess. We can go without milk for tonight, I'll get some more for tomorrow." You grab some paper towels from the roll on the counter and start cleaning up all the milk. He nods in agreement and pulls you into his body, pressing a kiss to your forehead and squeezing your shoulder. "Yeah, we'll live. We should get take out for dinner, I don't think either of us are really in the mood to cook." A little bit of weight is lifted off your shoulders, one less responsibility for tonight. "Okay, Chinese?" he nods and smiles. "Yeah. I'll call right now, you want your usual, right?" He asks, pulling his phone out of his pocket. You hum against his chest, ready to knock out and take a nap. His words blurred together as you felt yourself slipping into sleep, but with that you also felt great amounts of gratitude for your boyfriend for making you feel just a little better. Or maybe you just needed to cry a little, who knows.

Chuuya Nakahara ★

• Chuuya is no stranger to annoying co-workers and tiring missions, often wearing him down through the day, but sometimes he's unintentionally snappy. Don't worry, he's always quick to make it up to you.

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Throughout the day, the texts between yourself and Chuuya had indicated that Chuuya was having a rather troublesome day, especially because of the frequent complaints followed by the facepalm emoji. You decided that you'd kick back with Chuuya and relax, opening a new bottle of one of his favorite wines and maybe giving him a back massage or something to relieve his stress. You eagerly awaited that familiar sound of his key in the door, and when you finally heard it, you stood up from your seat. In walked Chuuya, his appearance a little roughed up. He hung up his coat and hat without a word or glance to you, walking right passed you into the kitchen. 'That was kinda rude.' You thought to yourself, but you knew Chuuyas job was stressful and sometimes overwhelming, so you let him walk off on his own for a while. You knew where he was going and it didn't concern you, just to the balcony for a cigarette. You crossed your arms over you chest, hoping that he'd come back in a bit of a better mood. You turned on the TV and occupied yourself with that for a little bit before his familiar, light footsteps were heard coming back into the house. "Chuuya?" You called out to him. You could hear his loud sigh. "Yes?" His tone of voice was clearly agitated and disgruntled.

You were taken aback by how clear it was that he didn't want to talk to you right now, and you knew it wasn't personal, but you couldn't help but be saddened over it. "Are you alright-" you go to ask, but he quickly cuts you off. "Yes, I'm fine, y/n, just leave me alone. God..." His words were followed by the bedroom door closing. You were stunned. Your mouth hung agape for a moment before you had to close it to swallow the shock that closed your throat up. After prying your eyes away from the closed door, you averted your gaze to your feet, feeling tears well up in your eyes. You felt bad for crying, but what could you do? All you wanted was to make him feel a little better and he wouldn't even give you the chance to. He chose to take some alone time instead, which you didn't mind, but he didn't have to be so mean about it. You went into your hands, some of the tears falling through the cracks in your fingers and silently onto the floor. Your sobs became louder and audible to Chuuya, who laid face first on the bed. He felt a bit guilty too, he never once asked how your day was and for all he knew, your day could have been just as bad as his. He knew you only had good intentions, and he didn't need to shove you off like that.

He sighed and got out of bed, opening the door gently instead of swinging it open and walked into the living room again, frowning at the sight of you. "I'm sorry, doll, y'know I didn't mean it..." He whispered quietly, placing a hand on your shoulder. You turned your head to look into his eyes, seeing the apologetic expression that painted his face. "Yeah, I know, but you didn't have to be so mean about it." He sighed and pulled you into a hug. "Yeah, I know, that was a dumb move. I just wanted some alone time, ill be better about it next time though, I promise." He says, grabbing your hand and kissing your knuckles. "Wanna tell me 'bout your day?" He asks, looking over at you. "Thank you. It wasn't terrible, just bland and regular." You tell him, erupting a hum of understanding from him. "I can only assume you already know I had a rough day." He jokes, trying to lighten the mood. "I'm real sorry though." The smile from his laugh turns into a more neutral one, almost a faint frown. "It's fine, just don't let it happen again, I don't like it when you're annoying like that." You punch his shoulder playfully. He groans in response, laughing as he stands up. "I won't, promise." He says, tilting your head backwards to kiss your lips. "I do still want that alone time, though, so I'll see you in a little bit, alright?" You nod in understanding. "Alright." He walked back into the room, giving himself some time to do nothing more than exist. He didn't sleep and he didn't think, just existed. You stayed on the couch, waiting for him to return with open arms, happy to see him giving himself personal time instead of forcing himself to be around people, even if it was yourself. Everyone needs a break sometimes, and Chuuya was grateful that you understood.

Fyodor Dostoevsky ★

• Fyodor came home to you, and that was enough to make you sob your eyes out. Happy tears, ofcourse, but your days had been riddled with anxiety since he left. He knew you'd feel that way, and he was fully prepared to open his arms to you again with that faint smile.

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You watched the helicopter land on the helipad with your heart pounding in your throat. Your fingers fiddled with the collar and fabric of your shirt as you waited for the propellers to come to a full halt and your lover to step off. Leaves, gravel, and dust alike all blew around your feet as the blades finally slowed and your boyfriend came into view. Your body tensed and almost started moving towards him on its own, but your anxiety stopped it, keeping you in your place. Your eyes scanned over his intact body and granted you a sense of relief when you saw no visible large injuries. He took notice of you and gave a small wave, walking towards you with a steady pace. You couldn't stop it anymore and all of a sudden you were moving towards him at an increasing speed. Before you knew it, your arms were once in their familiar spot around his torso and he was quietly chuckling. He ran one hand up and down your back and kissed your forehead. "Someone's excited." You nodded, feeling your tears falling down your face. It wasn't until he got a better look at your face that he noticed you were crying, and his smile widened. "You missed me that much, Myshka?" He says, tilting your head upwards to look at him.

"Obviously! You knew I would." You huff, sniffling and wiping your tears off of your cheeks, but they just kept on flowing. He laughs at you and pulls you back into the hug. "Well i'm home now, and you don't have to worry about me anymore. For now, atleast." Now he's already got you stressing over his next leave, but luckily you're able to push it away from your head in the moment and be grateful to breathe in his familiar scent again. You felt him place a hand on your head and exhale, his heartbeat being your favorite sound next to his voice. The feeling of his hands on your body was easily #1 in the category of touch, and his appearance was, to you, the very best sight. And his kisses, his lips, were by far the best taste. It had been so long until you felt his lips on yours, so you went for it again, cupping his face with your right hand and pulling him into you. He hummed and kissed you back, rubbing your hip with his thumb. When you pulled away, his face was pinker than before and his breathing unsteady. He swallowed before speaking. "Everytime I come back to you it's like adding gasoline to the bonfire that is my love for you." He says, looking into your eyes.

You couldn't help but find his words as silly as they were romantic and pulled him in for another brief peck. "You talk so formally all the time, it makes me giggle." You tell him, caressing his pale pink lips with your thumb. "It's better than the things I say that make you cry, yes?" He had a point. "Very true." He grabbed your hand and held it in his own while leading you away from the helicopter and to your car, more than ready to go home. "Your face is still wet from your tears." He whispers, wiping the remaining dampness from your cheeks with a smile. "Much better." You blushed and nodded. "Yeah, I'm glad you're finally back to wipe my tears for me." You tease. "Was a workout doing it all by my lonesome." He laughs at your remark and 'tsks'. "Well then maybe you should get more active or stop crying so much." He replies, a smug grin on his face. "Says you, the only arm movement I ever see you getting in is moving the mouse of a keyboard around." He shakes his head. "That's very untrue, you see me using my arms for other things rather frequently, actually." He insists. The sun shone down on his raven hair and gave him a halo-like highlight. How unfitting to the rest of the world, but sensible to you. "Fine, I guess so." You leaned your head on his shoulder as you continued to walk, finally liberated from the depression and anxiety that overcame you when he had left all that time ago.

Nikolai Gogol ★

• Nikolai doesn't mean to hurt your feelings with his teasing and jokes, but when you trip and fall face first into the pavement in front of a bunch of people and all he does is laugh with them, you can't help but cry out of embarrassment.

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You walked along a sidewalk with your boyfriend, one hand holding his and the other holding a coffee. Your conversation was filled with mindless chatter as your stride stayed at a steady speed. Your eyes were flickering between him and the pavement in front of you as you were careful to watch where you were going. You saw the feet of many people walking passed you both, avoiding the states they were bound to give you and your clownish boyfriend. Something astonishing must have come out of Nikolais mouth at a point though, because you've never turned your head so fast to look at him and stare for long enough to not notice the tree roots that poked out of the ground far enough to trip you and land you right on your face with both coffee and dirt all over your shirt. All falls silent for a moment before you start hearing snickers and then the outrageously loud cackle of your boyfriend.

You pushed your body up off the ground, clearly embarrassed over the whole thing and shot a glare at Nikolai. "Really? You're just gonna stand there and laugh?" Your cheeks were hot and your heart heavy with both annoyance and fluster. "I'm sorry, dove, it was just so funny! That stains gonna take awhile to come out, though." He says, pointing out the big splatter of coffee on your light colored top. You can't help but scoff. "It was so funny that you couldn't even help me up?" He nods, exhaling audibly and wiping a tear of amusement from his eye. "But ofcourse! If I wasn't paralyzed by my laughter than I would have been the first to help you." He started walking back home along the paved path with you, going to grab your hand but furrowing his eyebrows when you snatch it away. He looks up to your face with an exasperated frown. "Oh, don't tell me that made you cry." You just sniffle and huff, letting your tears drip from your waterline. "Come on, don't be such a baby. It's just a material item, I can always get you a new one." He says, referring to the shirt. Your expression is one of confusion before you snap out of it and correct him. "It's not that, it's the fact that you just let me trip, fall, and spill coffee all over myself and let everyone laugh at me! You even laughed with them! That's so rude." You say, trying to cover the stain to no avail.

He blinks. "Oh. Well, I told you I would have if I wasn't laughing- I thought we were like that, we laugh when the other falls, you know?" He raises an eyebrow. "Okay, yeah, but not in front of other people." You say, chewing on the inside of your lip. "That was....oh my god, I'll never erase that from my memory." You say, still completely overtaken by embarrassment. He bites his cheek and grabs your hand before reaching over to wipe your tears from your cheeks. "I'm sorry." He tells you, leaning his head on yours. "It wasn't ever with ill intention, darling. We'll go home and I'll get you changed out of that ruined shirt and whatever it takes to make you smile again." He says, smiling and opening his portal to whisk the two of you away. Soon enough you were standing back in your living room with a new shirt already in hand. "See how quick that was? Can I take this off for you?" He asks, tugging at the hem of your ruined shirt. You sigh and speak. "I can take it off on my own, thank you very much." You roll your eyes and pull it off, but it's quickly replaced with the new one. He laughs for a moment at your discombobulated expression, but the noise quickly quiets. "I really am sorry, sweetcheeks." He says, leaning in to rub your noses together. You peck his lips and brush his hair from his face. "It's fine, but don't be doing nothin' like that again. That was so embarrassing." You say, averting your eyes. He hums. "Alright, as long as my dove forgives me!" He smiles and pulls you into a hug, happy with your decision to forgive him.

A/n; dawg I'm writing this in the tj Maxx bro forgive me if it sucks lol

[xetlynn]

Until Dawn- By Your Side: Chapter Two, Promise

(Joshua Washington X Reader)

[One] [Two] [Three]

“I hope this was the right thing to do.” Sam quietly says, it seemed like it was supposed to be to herself. Chris and I give her a confused expression. “What?” He questions.

“You know, getting everyone together on the anniversary.” She explains further. “I mean Josh seemed really pumped about us all doing something didn’t he.” She starts but it was more of a question in the back of her mind. I just look at her with the same expression I’ve held. “Yeah, no, he definitely did.” Chris assures her. “I haven’t seen him so excited about something in… forever.” He continues, Sam looks at me to see if that’s true and I nod my head. “Good, good.”

“It’s hard to tell with him, and I’ve kinda been worried. Only hearing updates through [Name] or you.” Sam tells the blond as I notice her avoiding eye contact with me. I mean she has every right to feel worried about him but why is she acting sort of weird with me right now. “No, no, it was a good idea.” He tells her.

“I hope everybody else feels the same way.” She whispers. “we’re here aren’t we?” I add in, leaning back. “Well thanks bros, good talk.” She playfully punches both of us. “You know what? Let’s just stop talking about what happened and enjoy the trip.” Chris suddenly tells us. “You know what? You’re right.” Sam sighs.

“You know how Josh and I met?” He switches the subject and I smile, remembering it’s because of me that we all met. “No…?”

“Ok, [Name] became my friend in second grade. Neither of us remember how or when that happened but suddenly we were just friends. In third grade Josh sat in the back of the room, I sat in the front and [Name] was also in the back with Josh. She instantly talked with him and they became friends but somehow Josh and I never knew each other existed. But the kid sitting on the other side of him started strap snapping the training bra on the girl in front of him so the teacher made him move to the front- where I was sitting.” He smiles, and I lean back, listening even though I lived through it. It’s nice to hear. “Okay, so?” Sam asks.

“So I got moved to the back!” He exclaims. “And?”

“And next to Josh, that’s how we met! And us three became friends. To this day. Well [Name] and Josh a bit more than friends now.” He chuckles, pushing me closer to Sam and I roll my eyes, shoving him back. “A match made in heaven.” Sam smirks, “Josh and Chris definitely are.” I say, laughing. Chris scoffs.

“If it weren’t for the fact that Jeanie Simmonds hit puberty like three years early and on that day decided to wear a low cut shirt that showed off her training bra. I mean who knows? You could be riding in this cable car alone or with just [Name].” He pulls out a hypothetical and I shake my head. “Right now. Or talking to some other person or persons entirely. Boom: Butterfly effect.” He does a mic drop motion with his hand. “You’re so dramatic, Chris.” I sigh.

The cable car gets to our destination and we climb out. We try to open the door but it doesn’t budge. It had been a couple minutes of trying to get the stupid thing to open. “Jessica, over here!” Sam suddenly calls and I stay in the back after hearing my sister’s name. We were supposed to come here together but after I found out she’s going after Mike, we had a huge argument and I want nothing to do with her. “Uh… are you guys having a really weird stroke?” Jess asks them.

“We’re stuck in this stupid thing.” Chris answers her. “Can you please let us out? Pretty please?” Sam asks.

“Jess, don’t play a dumb prank either, just hurry up.” I tell her, annoyed. She ignores me and presses the button, letting us out. “Oh, my God. I thought we were goners. Another ten minutes in there and I would have chewed off my own leg.” Chris exasperates. “Aw, sick, Chris.” Sam mutters. “Like I said before, you’re dramatic.” I fold my arms over my chest. “Look I got a lot of meat on my bones. This is all muscle down here.” He explains and I just walk away from them. I hear them talk about Jessica having a crush on Mike. Jessica telling them about how she’s with him.

I take my phone out and text my boyfriend. Wondering if he’s got everything set up. I don’t get a response though.

I walk behind everyone as we make our way up to the lodge until I find my way back to Chris and Sam who’s weirdly being quiet. “Chugger gonna make her big come back this weekend?” He asks me and I glare up at him. “Again with this?” I groan, both of us stop walking and I place my hands on my hips as I stand in front of him. “I’m just saying Josh found her pretty hot.” He puts his hands up defensively.

“Chris, we’re 20 years old now, Chugger no longer exists. Plus Josh still finds me hot. Obviously because we’re dating.” I scrunch my nose, irritated on this being a conversation once again. He goes to say something but has a smirk tied to his lips, I glance to Sam who was looking behind me.

Suddenly arms wrap around my waist and I’m lifted up into the air. I let out a squeal, kicking my feet. “Woah!” I get placed back on the ground and then spun around.

“Hello, my beautiful darling.” It was Josh, he pulls me into his arms and I hear him sniff my hair. I let out a laugh. “Hi, my love.” I look up and he kiss my lips. “Where have you been?” I ask him.

“Oh you know, around. Setting everything up. Or at least trying to.” He frowns. “Hm, I tried texting you.” I pull away from him.

“Sorry, haven’t really been on it much with all the running around.” He rubs the back of his head. I stare at him, my face scrunched with confusion. He’s acting weird. He gives me a wink and I roll my eyes.

We get to the stairs of the lodge.

“Man I feel like this mountain gets bigger every time I climb it.” Chris complains, he keeps walking behind me and kicking the heel of my shoe. “Oh yeah? Feels the same to me.” Josh says, grabbing my hand. “Oh come on, you grew up here. It probably feels like it’s shrinking.” Chris huffs.

“I guess that’s true.” Josh smiles, squeezing my hand. “When are you gonna install some cell towers up here? I’m getting withdrawals already.” The blond criticizes the mountain, lifting his phone in the air to try to get some sort of service.

“You got a spare million lying around and I’ll fix you right up.” Josh jokes, chuckling to himself and I smile. “Funny you should say that…” He checks his pockets as we start walking once again. “Ah I think I left it in my other jacket.” Chris points back. “Oops.” Josh shrugs. “Darn, that sucks.” I snap my fingers.

“Hey guys… Get up here okay?” Josh questions the rest of the group ahead of us.

“Yeah… well, more or less. But it’s so good to see you!” Ashley smiles to my boyfriend and then makes eye contact with me, giving a big grin. I’ve always loved Ashley. She’s a sweetheart. I’m iffy about her after the prank but Josh keeps telling me the twins would’ve wanted me to forgive them. It feels like I should be telling him that. In the beginning his anger was strong…

“Sup with him?” Josh motions to an upset looking Matt. Matt just looks away, I let out a breath. “Let’s just get inside.” I whisper, tugging Josh to come up the stairs.

“Yo yo yo! Are we gonna get things moving up here or what?” Chris asks Josh. “Yeah man!” He smiles.

He grips my hand once again and I look up at him. Wondering why he keeps doing that. “Hey… you doin’ alright?” Our friend gets serious, my eyes soften and lean closer into my boyfriend. Wanting to know the same thing even though I’m with him so much. His mind can go everywhere sometimes. “I mean I know it must be really tough without your sis-“

“Stop.” Josh warns him, letting go of my hand. “I just meant that-“

“No I know what you meant. You know seriously I’m over it and I just want us to have a good time, you know? Like we always used to.” Josh turns away from us and I frown, I know he’s not okay. I don’t know why he said he’s over it. He doesn’t have to be over it.

Chris nods his head though, “Right, Chugger could come out like she used to. But she won’t budge through this facade.” Chris pokes my side.

“Shut up about the Chugger thing already.” I throw my head back, jokingly gripping my head. “If my lady says no Chugger, that means no Chugger, sir.” Josh points a finger in our best friend’s face with a smile. Turning back around to try and open the door. “Dammit, this freaking thing.” He curses.

“It’s iced?” I ask. “What else.”

“Maybe there’s another way in.” Chris suggests. “There are a million ways in. They’re just all locked.” Josh continues to try with the door. “There’s gotta be, like, a window round the corner we can get like, get open or something.” Chris tells my boyfriend who stands up straighter at his idea.

“Wait a second, are you saying we should break in?” He questions Chris. “I don’t think it’s technically breaking in if you own the place, right?” Chris laughs.

“Hey, not if I don’t report you.” Josh jokes, making our friend nervous. “Lead the way, Cochise!” He motions him to go back down the stairs.

Once we get down Chris talks to Ashley. Josh and I watching the scene, his hand finds his way back to mine and I feel a kiss on my jawline. “I missed you.” He whispers in my ear and I smile. “I saw you three days ago.” I keeps my eyes looking ahead of me. “Three days too long.” He pulls me closer to him, kissing my neck making me laugh because it tickles.

“All right, all right, love birds. Keep it moving!” Chris orders us, shooing at us like we were cattle or a flock of birds. Instead of arguing we move it. Wanting to get inside. “Ashley was looking pretty hot today, right?” I teasingly ask the blond.

“Yeah if you don’t hit I’m sure Mike will get on that case.” Josh tells him, I pinch his hand, thinking that was a little too far. “Hey, cut it out you two.” Chris shakes his head but doesn’t lock eye contact with us. “Re-laaax I’m just checkin’ to see if there’s some blood flowin’ down there.” Josh laughs. “Tsk yeah…”

“Listen dude. Look around you. Look at these beautiful mountains. Do you see any parents?” Josh even takes a glance around him as he instructed our friend to do the same. “I mean can you imagine a more perfect, ripe scenario, just dripping with erotic possibilities? You, and Ashley, alone at last…” Josh makes up a hypothetical and I can see how these two are best friends. “You’ve laid all the groundwork… you’ve been a perfect gentleman. Now you come in for the kill!” Josh dramatically tells him. I let out a sigh at this awful conversation.

“Maybe you’re right.” Chris smiles.

“You’re a hunter bro. No fear. No mercy. I mean she won’t even know what hit her.” We walk around him and start back up to get to another way inside the lodge. “Alright, alright. I got it. Jeez.”

“You’re gross, Joshua.” I gently push him, he snickers pushing my back but we’re still holding hands. “You know I’m only messing.” He stops us to kiss me on the lips before continuing again.

“So how are we planning on breaking in to my parents lodge, bud?” Josh asks Chris. “Wait, I didn’t say I had a plan-“

“You sounded like you had a plan.” I chime in, Josh hums, agreeing with me. “You better deliver, Cochise, or else you got five lovely ladies who are gonna be freezing their bus off and last time I checked, that’s not a good way to get laid.” Josh tells him, playfully squeezing my hand and I scoff.

“All you think about is your penis.” I mumble. “Mm, maybe.” He whispers back to me. “well shoot, nobody likes cool buns.” Chris says.

Chris walks over to where an emergency axe should be but he lets out a disappointing sounding “oh.” Then he goes over to a cupboard? “Well well well. We got ourselves a thinker. Nice one.” Josh pats the thing, letting go of my hand. They push it over to the closest window. I watch them do the work.

“Who’s gonna get in there first?” Chris jokingly asks us. I shrug my shoulders. “if you want, I can do it.” I offer but Josh immediately pulls me back shaking his head in disagreement. “No, no, let Chris go.” He tells me, I look to Chris who waves it off. Climbing on the thing.

He lifts the window open and climbs inside the building. We hear a thud and him groan afterwards. I wince. “C’mon.” Josh lifts himself up and then helps me beside him but there’s barely any room. “Ugh, I’m okay!” Chris moans. “I should’ve pain more attention in climbing class…” He talks to himself. “You mean gym?” Josh furrows his brows as I laugh.

“Yeah, you know, with the climbing up the rope.” He stands up from the ground and then the light in the room shatters. “whoa.” Josh steps back, I almost slip but I catch myself. “Did I do that?” Chris asks.

“I don’t… I don’t think so. Here, use this.” Josh throws him a lighter. “Whoa- Chris, I just got an awesome idea.”

“Yeah?”

“Totally!”

“Well what is it?” Chris asks, looking up to us. “Okay. So I am pretty sure that I’ve got some deodorant in one of the bathrooms… you could use that with the lighter.” Josh tells him. “I don’t follow. How’s a stick of deodorant gonna help?”

“Spray on. It’s a can.” Josh corrects him. “Ohhh yeah, now I gotcha. “Flamethrower.”

“Just like we do with the lil army dudes.” Chris excitedly remembers and I wince at the memory. The smell of the plastic burning in my nose. “Yup. The ones we melted. Just point the spray-can at the lighter and Fwoosh!” Josh flings his arms up, almost knocking me before he grabbed onto my waist quickly. “Bye-bye frozen lock.” Chris chuckles. “Bingo.” Josh looks to the side. “Alright, so you got this. I’m gonna go sort something out- you up for hunting around in the dark for a little bit?” He asks Chris, I’m confused on what he has to sort out.

“Nope. But I’ll do it.” The blond shrugs. “Godspeed pil’grim.” Josh salutes to him before jumping down and then motioning for me to get on his back. “In the snow?” I nervously ask.

“Yes, I got you.” He says. “I… okay.” I slowly get onto his back and I feel his hands grip my thighs immediately. He makes his way back to the front of the lodge. Sam and Ashley were still sitting there. “I gotta go do something, I’ll be back.” He pats my thigh and I jump down.

“Joshua, where are you going?” I ask him in a quiet tone, we were a few feet away from the stairs still. “Just a sorting out a surprise for everyone.” He doesn’t look me in the eye and I fold my arms across my chest. “You’re acting strange, love.” I tell him.

“I’ll tell you later, I promise.” He puts his hands on my hips, pulling me closer to him. “You promise?” I raise my brows, he smiles. “Of course.” He gives me a long kiss before letting me go.

I go over to Ashley and Sam who are huddled up together. “Where’s Chris?” Ashley asks and I laugh. “He’s in the house, gonna open the door for us.” I inform them, sitting with them.

“Where’d Josh head to?” Sam speaks up and I glance off to the direction he was heading. “Um, I don’t actually know. He told me he would tell me later.” I frown, now feeling myself getting colder. “Weird.” She mumbles.

“Let’s go over to the door so we can get that fire started as soon as possible.” I pat both of them and we stand up. Walking up the stairs to the front door.

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A/N: Daisy's descent into darkness <3. Let me know if you want more of these~ (not proofread sowwy)

Step-brother!Jake and his best friend Heeseung who always stand a bit too close to you when you're in the kitchen or walking past them in one of the hallways of your house.

Step-brother!Jake and his best friend Heeseung who leave lingering touches on your thighs and shoulders at the dinner table, your family smiling as they think you're so close. But you knew better

Step-brother! Jake and his best friend Heeseung "accidentally" walk into your room while you're changing when you're needed in the house, despite the fact that their eyes never look away from your partially naked form...

"Jake it's too big," you choked out as he held your arms above your head while your head rested in his lap. Heeseung only chuckled as he pushed your legs further apart, making your body feel like it was splitting in half as your walls melted around his cock.

"Aw, you think big bro's gonna help you?" Jake mocked as he held his grip even firmer when you tried to squirm away, your breathing heavy as Heeseung bottomed out into your core.

You didn't even know how you'd ended up like this. Your brother had called you into his room and before you knew it his lips were crashing onto yours while his best friend locked the door behind you, leaving you trapped in the lions' den.

"Shit~ pussy is at the max isn't it honey? Never taken someone as big as me?" Heeseung cooed in your face through pouted lips, shaking your head no as tears brimmed your eyes.

"Want Jakey to give you a kiss? It'll make you feel better promise," switching positions so he was lying on his side next to you, rolling a hardened bud between his fingers.

You shook your head and tried turning your body to the opposite side, Jake being quicker and grabbing your head and holding it still leaning it with a sinister side smile.

"It's okay to say you want it princess, no need to be so shy," he remarked as he leaned in and kissed you, sliding his tongue into your mouth. Your body shivered as you felt warm saliva from his mouth trickle onto your tongue, your legs shaking as Heesung started moving at a languid but intense base.

"I think princess likes it, she's clamping down on me so tightly" Heeseung groaned as he pressed his hand on your lower belly. You pushed Jake away and let out a shaky breath against his lips as you felt Heeseung's hand press down on where his member was pressing against your cervix, your head getting dizzy from the overwhelming pleasure.

"Now you're making me jealous," Jake purred, sitting up on his knees and pulling down his sweats. He was "kind" enough to give you a pillow to raise your head up some, your eyes crossing as he pressed the tip of his member against your saliva-coated lips.

"Be a good girl and open for me yeah?" Jake then grabbed the back of your head and leaned in, eyes hardening over while he gave you a sweet smile. "If you bite you'll be punished kitten, and I'd hate to have to punish my sweet baby sister mmkay?"

You gulped and nodded, hesitantly letting Jake drop your jaw down. Both Heeseung and Jake hissed as they felt the warmth of both of your entrances, Jake holding your head still as he fucked your mouth.

You instinctively moaned around him as you felt the heat and weight of his member, mind slowly going blank as you got used like a sex toy.

Jake could only smile as he yanked the back of your head off his member, painting your neck in a pearl necklace as he came through a shaky breath.

You could whimper through ragged breaths as you tried to normalize your heart rate, eyes fluttering for a moment as Heeseung raised your knees to your chest going even deeper than before.

Your hands feebly pressed against your chest and you looked to either of them with pleaded eyes, Jake nudging Heeseung to switch with him. You felt your legs shake helplessly around the new male's waist, barely able to process what was happening as Heeseung held your head up to his member.

"Suck."

You tried to open your mouth to fit some of his members as Jake pushed his way past your gummy walls, the new warmth inside you making your belly tingle.

"I think she's finally warming up to us, look at that, she's rutting her hips into me and she doesn't even realize it," Jake teased as he rubbed your essence-soaked slit, your body spasming for a second as you tried to handle the new sensation. Your movements only made Heeseung hold your jaw in place to keep you from moving, drool dripping from your mouth in clear droplets and mixing with the cum that dripped down your chest.

That night at dinner you'd barely be able to focus, trying your best to keep the cum that leaked out of you from soaking your underwear and the dining room seats.....

[gyuwoncheol]

Cheol’s been prepping you to take his cock for weeks but you’re about to body slam him into the mattress if he doesn’t fuck you right now (which might have been what he wanted all along, corruption kink go brrrr) 😈 “you want it so bad? Then sit on it. Aww don’t be scared I know you’re ready” -⚡️

TW: afab! reader, dirty talk, use of pet names, piv sex, unprotected sex, mentions of creampie and oral sex, bratty & whiny reader, reader is described to be much smaller than Cheol. Not proofread. 18+ only (MDNI).

Note: changed it up a little bit, ⚡️ anon. Hope you enjoy!

Because this is blonde cheol with a bratty reader, I am compelled to tag Zeta my love @multi-kpop-fanfics . It’s simply how the world works ��

“Nooo. Stop!” You whined and yanked on Seungcheol’s blonde locks, pulling him back up to face you.

Seungcheol was confused to say the least. His eyebrows quirking as he studies your facial expressions. “You okay?”

“Just fuck me, Cheol,” you blurt out, frustration clear in your voice and Seungcheol swears he heard the angels sing.

“What–“

“I said, fuck me. No more teasing, no more prepping. I’m done!” You glare at him. Not that you were ungrateful for your boyfriend’s expert oral skills, but when all you’ve gotten the past few days ever since his return from a 3-month tour is everything but his cock, you think it’s okay to sound ungrateful.

“Aw, impatient baby,” he mocks as he grinds his crotch on yours.

“Excuse me?! I’ve been patient! Way too patient! Three months and 18 days patient!!!!” Cheol laughs at your attention to detail, clearly amused at how needy you’ve been. Not that he wasn’t— he was, he’s been dreaming to have his way with you the moment he got home four days ago. But apparently, he could take a few more days of waiting, making sure you were well prepped and ready to take his huge cock again after so long. And maybe he just loved to tease you a little bit more, waiting to awaken the brat in you. “Cmon, Cheollie..” you switch up to a sweet tone, blinking with doe eyes and drawing his face to yours for a kiss, “it’s been too long, don’t you wanna feel my tight pussy around you?”

Seungcheol’s dick twitches in the confines of his briefs at your words but he tries to play it cool with a roll of his eyes.

“Better yet baby, don’t you miss cumming inside—“

Your sentence is cut off with a yelp as the large man who was once above you rolls you both around on the bed, effectively having him pinned between your legs, straddling him right where he wants you. Seungcheol grabs you harshly to connect your mouths in a hungry kiss, the clashing of your tongues and teeth rendering you to a moaning mess while you hurriedly remove his shorts and undergarments.

When Cheol’s hard member springs free and rests on his stomach, the blonde man leans back to examine your next move. He’s not disappointed when the first thing you do is run your wet folds along his shaft. The guttural groan he lets out makes you even more wet than you already are. But that’s a good thing because now you’re looking at Cheol’s thick and long cock, and perhaps he did make the right decision to prep you for it for days.

“Nervous, baby?” He asks with that stupid brow raise of his.

“No,” you answer without hesitation but even then, you didn’t sound so confident.

“Well be my guest, princess. What’re you waiting for? You wanted it so bad didn’t you? Ride me.”

You nodded at Seungcheol, swallowing thickly before wrapping your small hand around his heavy shaft. You aligned him at your entrance, carefully letting his bulbuous head breach your sopping hole. Cheol takes notice when you suck in a sharp breath and close your eyes. It happens the same time he feels the constricting push of your walls which has his hands flying to eitherside of your hips.

“Doing s’good for me, princess,” he encourages, mustering all self control not to just thrust up into you.

“S-so biiig,” you stammer, sinking down to ease another inch of him.

“Not so mad about my prep anymore, eh?”

You roll your eyes at the smug remark, “fuck you.”

“You already are, prin— shit!” Seungcheol curses when you suddenly seat yourself fully to shut him up.

Moans reverberate around the room from both of you after your little stunt. The stretch is painful at first but it slowly morphs into fiery pleasure with every soothing rub of Cheol’s thumb on your hip. You take a deep breath and plant your palms on his chest, circling your hips once.

“Fuuuuck,” you both drawl out, lust fully flowing through your veins.

“Missed this,” you pick up your pace, repeating the motions of lifting your hips then grinding down to stimulate your clit.

“Missed you,” your boyfriend replies. He reaches out one hand to squeeze on your breast before his fingers roll your nipple expertly, causing you to clench harshly on his cock.

“Fuck, princess. If you do that again, I might just cum now.”

You scoff at his remark, ready to tease him back, “aw, who’s the impatient one now?”

[endereies]

here me out here… dancer!reader & producer!chris sleeping together, and he’s like in awe by how flexible she is, and how well she can move bc obviously, shes a dancer !!

This has definitely happened on more than one occasion, it's like he forgets every single time just what his girl is capable of

"Fuck, taking me s'well aren't you?" Chris grunted throughout his speech and it only made that feeling in your abdomen intensify. His pelvis repeatedly hit yours with each precise thrust. Chris was abnormally quiet compared to usual. He spoke, not as much as usual, however. His focus was purely on chasing his high, but the switch up made you also lose focus.

"Y-you okay? We can sto-" He was quick to interrupt you. "No. No... I don't want to stop. I just- I need more." He continued to move inside you, yet it was much slower. The position wasn't serving his needs like normal, and you realised it quickly.

Without another word, you stopped his actions completely with a hand on his chest. Naturally, he was confused. It only worsened when you shifted your body weight. Chris remained still, holding your waist gently. A grunt fell from his lips as you moved, an unexpected action.

But his curiosity was lifted when you brought both of your knees snug to your chest. The movement was committed with ease and precision. You smirked at his realisation. "You okay?"

"More than that. Just don't hurt yourself... yeah?" It was hard not to giggle at his choice of words. Sometimes, he would forget what exactly your job entailed, and you'd surprise him more and more.

"Chris... I can quite literally put my legs behind my head, no problem." There was a look of sheer pride on your face. You brought your wrists to your ankle and manipulated your body to place it behind your head as stated. Chris was quick to react and jolt his body backwards. He pulled out quickly and was now focused on you.

"Jesus, kid! Warn a guy next time, pulling that weird shit on me. What the fuck.." You released your ankle and let it relax once more. Both your legs slowly moved down to the position prior, resting on either side of Chris's hips.

He was quick to regain himself and rapidly switched into his cocky persona again. "You think your so fucking slick, hm?" He silenced any giggled as he thrusted his dick inside your core again, your walls fluttering around him.

"Go on..? Something to say?" Rather than his free hands be on your hips, he used them to press your legs back towards your bare chest, finally getting that angle he so desperately needed.

a/n: Sorry for this taking so long. The holiday break has been chaos, and writers block decided to murder me soooo

[ch3rriiii-bunn]

Something new♡

AUDBRUEHE I CAN'T GET AIZETSU OFF MY MIND HES SO HANDSOME I NEED HIM <333 I swear I'll continue the other smuts I have in the drafts lmao, also yall can request for things!!! Just look at the rules

Warnings: female bodied reader, pure smut couldn't think of a plot for this one don't get mad at me, switch reader, switch Aizetsu, use of ropes, oral sex, face sitting, again pure smut lmao, Over stimulation

"There we go. Is this too tight?" You asked Aizetsu "...n-no" he replied. Aizetsu was laid down on the bed with his hands tied above his head while looking at you with such a lustful expression.

You were completely naked in front of Aizetsu while he just had his boxers on. For a few seconds you just looked down at his body and bit your lip looking at his chest, abs and his thin waist and then down at his hard cock. You touched it and started stroking Aizetsu through his boxers, making him twitch a little. "It's already so hard even though I'm only touching you now"

"I couldn't help it" Aizetsu pants softly from your warm hand stroking his cock "y/n I need you so bad~" his voice trembled. You don't respond but instead crawl on top to straddle him and rest your bare pussy on his clothes cock making him gasp.

"Aw, but I like seeing you like this," you grinned and kissed his chest "you could break out of those ropes if you wanted to but you like being teased and dominated don't you?" You said, kissing up his chest to his neck. Aizetsu moaned softly, closing his eyes, not denying what you said.

From time Aizetsu never mind being the submissive one once in a while but he was never confident enough to approach the idea to you until now and he was not disappointed for how you took charge and made him all weak just for you.

You sat up and pulled his cock out from his boxers and rubbed his tip on your wet pussy "feel how wet I am? Aah~ Wanna get a taste before I fuck you?", all Aizetsu could respond with was a quick nod and heavy breaths with his mouth hung open.

You crawled onto Aizetsu face and put your weight down. At first you were a little hesitant but Aizetsu went straight to licking and sucking on your clit while moaning on your pussy. You couldn't help but grab his hair and lean forward, bucking your hips in his mouth from how good his tongue felt. Aizetsu looked up at you and slides his tounge inside your pussy while this time makes his nose rub on your clit

"Yes! Yes~ haa just like that, Aizetsu. y-you're such a good boy. Don't stop until I cum okay?" You moaned through your words and closed your eyes letting Aizetsu pleasure you with his mouth until you reached your orgasm. You claimed down and got off his face wiping your cum off the side of his cheek "gosh you were amazing Aizetsu" you said as you saw Aizetsu lick your cum off his lips, you smirked hovered over his dick rubbing his tip on your hole.

You could see the desperation on Aizetsu's face so you gave him a soft smile before going down on his cock letting out a satisfied moan. Aizetsu is averaged sized but what felt most satisfying was how thick his cock was and how it filled your pussy up. However that was the only thing that filled you up, after you looked at Aizetsu you noticed he looked shocked at himself and as you looked down you seen cum leaking out of you.

"I'm sorry y/n, fuck I couldn't wait longer. Your pussy just felt so good I.." Aizetsu pants from cumming early and looked up at you and you couldn't help but chuckle "it's okay baby it happens. Besides your still hard, I can feel you throbbing inside me" you said and bounce on his cock slowly.

"fuck~ y/n you feel so good, so good." Aizetsu rests his head back, moaning at you going up and down on his cock. He couldn't help but buck his hips up in rhythm to your movements but then let out a broken moan when he felt your hand press down on his abdomen. "y-y/n!? Don't do that, that you'll make me cum again" Aizetsu whimpers stopping his movements with his legs shaking "then let me do all the work" you moved your hands to his chest and began bouncing on his cock faster "aah~! Let me make you cum again" you moaned

Aizetsu was painfully trying to not move his hips but he loved the site on your tits bouncing and how his cock looked deep inside your pussy "I wanna cum inside you again~ please, please" Aizetsu moans louder looking at you with watery eyes

You supported yourself with your hands behind you and your hips going up and down on his cock "yes baby~ cum inside me. I'm gonna cum too" your moans grew louder getting close and seconds later you both came sound the same time.

"Did I make you lay there in those ropes too long?" You teased petting Aizetsus head as he had each one of your boobs in his hands and sucked on your nipples "you're tits were in my face but I couldn't get the chance to touch them due to the ropes. You're so mean y/n" Aizetsu gave you a sour look.

"But now you can fuck me however you want now~ put it inside me already, I need you Aizetsu" you whispered in his ear making him turn you on your side and thrust his cock back inside your messy pussy making you both let out a loud moan. Aizetsu tighten his jaw trying to restrain himself from pounding into your pussy but you turn your head back to face him "Don't hold back~ fuck me like you need me" you whispered against his lips

"Y/n~" Aizetsu gasped and pouds his cock deep in your pussy "its so good, it's so good haa~" Aizetsu pants and whispers in your ear, he gives your ear a light licks and uses his free hand to rub at your clit in circle "dose it feel good? Your pussy is throbbing and creaming all over my cock, it's even getting on my thighs. Mhmm, i love the way you suck me in and these nipples. Still so hard too, it really turns me on" he whimpers softly while playing with your nipple "cum for me, cum for me please".

"Oh fuck, Aizetsu! Gonna cum- gonna cum!!" You said over and over until you came on his cock again. Aizetsu let's out shaking moans fucking you through your orgasm until he cums inside you.

After you both calmed down, Aizetsu grabbed your face lightly and kissed you. "Thank you," he said in relief.

[aestheticpearl]

— 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐞

✧·˚you and jonah have been together for so long, so here’s a few moments that you share together

𝓲.

at first jonah started streaming when he felt like it, he had absolutely no schedule and it kills his followers cause they would always ask when his next stream is and he’ll just torture them by going ‘well i was going to tonight but since you asked i don’t really feel like it anymore’ he loved tormenting them and then just giving them what they want.

he would mostly plays horror games— stone faced, it’s one of the reasons he got so popular (besides his good looks obviously). elias and him usually played together when it a multi player horror game and it’s like the quietest stream ever. so quiet in fact that the chat ended up hearing shuffling in the room which made them speculate that their beloved streamer had a partner~

spill the beans, are you getting under the desk support rn? 🤨

“if i was you’d notice sooner trust me” he says with a smirk.

AYO⁉️⁉️

JONAH HAS A PARTNER THAT PROVIDES UNDER DESK SUPPORT CONFIRMED‼️‼️⁉️

PARTNER REVEAL (NOT CLICKBAIT)

“first off i never said i had a partner that was providing this quote ‘under the desk support’ unquote— besides i don’t think they need to be my partner to do that.” jonah scoffs at the chat and rolls his eyes before focusing back on the game.

truth was you were under the desk but just giving a different kind of support, to the desk. jonah’s poor desk has been on the end of many of his tantrums and a screw ended up coming loose so he had to text you during stream to ask you to sneakily fix it before the whole desk collapsed under the weight. so here you were, under the desk fixing the loose screw that was apparently ‘threatening the stream’ like the good partner you are.

you hear the snarky comment jonah make’s towards his chat and smile to yourself before finishing the quick fix and tapping his leg to let him know that you were done. jonah glances down at you and you smile up at him before he slides his chair out enough for you to crawl out and stand up out of frame, he mutes himself before speaking to you.

“thank you, i was unsure if the desk would’ve held for the rest of the stream.” you lean in making sure you’re out of frame before placing a kiss on his forehead.

“good luck with the rest of the stream jonah” you say to him has you leave his gaming room.

jonah directs his attention back to his chat and unmutes himself.

WHY DID YOU MUTE??

WHAT ARE YOU HIDING FROM US JONAH⁉️⁉️🤨

“ugh you people are insufferable.”

𝓲𝓲.

one of his love languages is quality time so playing games with one of his favorite activities to do with you, whether it’s playing with you or just having you watch him while you lay across the couch with your head on his lap he loves it. so when you suggested a date night which was staying inside and playing video games with each other he was ecstatic to say the least.

that was until the date night came around and you had fallen ill. it was nothing serious but it’s definitely left you bed ridden and you felt awful physically and emotionally since you had to tell him you couldn’t play the game with him.

“i’m sorry babe i wish i could play honestly, but i feel queasy every time i sit up.”

“…”

“jonah?” you lock eyes with him standing in the doorway before he turns and leaves you in the bed alone.

“alright good talk.” you say out loud to no one in particular before closing your eyes to try and get some more sleep.

you’re right about to fall asleep when you feel a weight on the bed and before you can really register what is happening your head is on jonah’s chest and you can hear his steady heartbeat.

“mmm what are you doin?” you ask slowly opening your eyes to look at the nintendo switch in-front of you.

“since we can’t play together, you feeling up to watching me play minecraft?” jonah asks in a quiet voice, which you appreciate greatly since you have a worsening headache.

“i’d love to watch you play minecraft.” you smile up at him. “thank you”

he responds with a simple ‘mmm’ before kissing your forehead and starting the game. you don’t get to watch him long before unintentionally falling asleep to the sound of his soothing heartbeat.

𝓲𝓲𝓲.

flash forward a year or two and jonah is now a streamer that actually does have scheduled streams, but he is also now one of those streamers that does a lot of the side quests of the game off screen so he just has the materials but doesn’t continue the main story line without streaming.

he’s now more effortlessly charming and charismatic which makes everyone in the chat swoon. he’ll say the most mundane things or respect people and the chat will be all heart eyes.

“that’s okay, you don’t have to talk about it.”

i think i’m in love 😻

me when he does the bare minimum

PLEASE JUST ONE CHANCE

whimper audio?

“a what?”

the chat does know that he has a partner because you always bring him snacks at the half hour mark. they’re usually just simple after school snacks that don’t take a lot of time, but sometimes you’ll bring him a sweet that he absolutely loves.

he will always take your hand and kiss the back of it as a thank you and the chat will swoon for you.

i’m getting butterflies for them 🥰🥰

WHEN IS IT MY TURN TO BE HAPPY?

whimper audio?

i’m sleeping on the highway tonight

“good luck streaming bubs” you say before planting a kiss on his head. “bye chat, make sure to harass him for me.”

“heyyyy”

“i love you~” you say closing the door and walking down the the kitchen to make him a snack that the chat will surely get jealous of even with its simplicity, it’s more of the domestic act that they love.

𝓲𝓿.

jonah loves having you on his lap while he games and you love it almost as much as he does. he definitely owns like a bean bag chair instead of his gaming chair to makes things so much more comfortable too.

“mmm sleepy”

he chuckles softly, you love when he does that.

“i can tell babe, you can sleep if you like.”

“nooo i wanna watch you play.” you whine.

“you’re not even facing the tv” he kisses your temple gently.

it’s true, you haven’t exactly been watching him play more like listening to him play, you know what’s happening without looking at the screen and he knows that. jonah also knows that if you become sleepy during these cuddle/gaming sessions you’ll just fall asleep, but you seem very set on not falling asleep this time.

“what’s keeping you awake baby?”

“i just want to spend time with you that’s all and i want to be conscious this time” he smiles.

“alright, if you say so but just know i wouldn’t be upset at you for falling asleep” you nod and bury your face into his neck to place feather like kisses.

he unintentionally squirms away from the attack while laughing softly.

“i think someone is tired”

“tired of you accusing me of being tired” he laughs and kisses the side of your head. “my mind is awake but my body is so sleepy”

jonah chuckles softly and readjusts you so you’re in a more comfortable position and soon you’re out like a light as he turns the volume down and plays silently.

.love always <3 pearl

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[renren-006]

Love Ties

Yuji Itadori/Sukuna x Fem Reader

✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎✳︎

Plot: Itadori is smitten with you. Sukuna adds you to his list of people he may not kill

a/n: hey hey! enjoy!

“Well well well so this is the brats girl” Sukuna said. You had been walking to one of the training grounds with Yuji when the demon inside your boyfriend spoke. A part of Itadoris cheek opened and there was a mouth. 

“Ah shit” Yuji said, trying to hush the mouth away.

“Stop it you brat” He swore, making you laugh. “Let me get a look” An eye poked out by the mouth letting the demon now be able to function on Itadori.

“You're freaking her out man,” he said trying to get the parts of Sukuna to go away.

“Aw,” you said. “Does he get lonely”

“I do not get lonely” Sukuna swore at you. “I happen to like the solitude”

“Uh…sure,” Yuji said.

“Any demon would get lonely trapped away” you said looking at the eye of Sukuna. It blinked at you. 

“I'm leaving” he said and vanished from Yuji's cheek.

“I think you made yourself embarrassed…Actually nope i'm certain you did” Yuji said scratching his head. “He is not happy”

“Too bad. If he wants to come out and say hi, I may as well call him out on his bullshit” you told your pink haired boyfriend. Yuji laughed, not once ever being upset with the burden of being Sukunas vessel. 

Times like these happened often, Sukuna would appear, talk for a a bit, and then leave. Some of the time he would make Yuji seem like an idiot and other times he was the big idiot. What you didn't know was that Sukuna started to like our presence, more so than he wanted to admit to his host Yuji. 

“Hey Yuji, how come ... .You're not Yuji,” you said when you came out of your boyfriend's bathroom in his clothes. There on the bed sat Sukuna, looking around the strange home of his host. When his eyes landed on you however you could see a little light behind those eyes.

“I came to…” He said, never finishing it.

“You sound confused,” you said. you were also confused. Why was he here?

“Well, I never thought the boy would switch places”

"Did you ask him?” you inquired.

“Yes, out of respect for you,” Sukuna said with pride. He wanted metal for being nice. 

“Respect for me? How come this feels like I'm about to get told something” You asked, moving further into the room. 

“That's because I am here to tell you something” Sukuna said, standing. 

“Go on” you told the demon. He cleared his throat before he spoke. 

“I have decided to add you to my list of no kills”

“Okay. wait a no kill list?” “Yes. I have a list containing you and Fushiguro added. You are two people I will not kill, out of respect and talent”

“Does Yuji know about this list?” “No. He assumed when we made that pact I wouldn't kill any of his friends” Sukuna said, “But it's really only you two I wouldn't kill, the others well…”

“That's so…weird” you told the demon. The marks around Yuji's face began to fade away slowly. 

“The boy wants back” he told you, “Till I see you again princess”

Yuji switched back with Sukuna, having no knowledge of the switch or the conversation. Once you old Yuji he mentioned how Sukuna would often grow quiet when you were around. Something about this demon inside Yuji has grown to become attached to you. While you thought it was weird, Yuji couldn't wait to use it against Sukuna.

[burntb4bydoll]

Switch!Bill Kaulitz x switch!fem reader

Summery: you and Bill are feeling pent up and submissive but you both need release badly, so you figure out a way to please both of you

Warnings: dacraphylia, lots of switch energy happening, you’re both so talkative and whiny awe

You and Bill had challenged yourselves at the beginning of the week. The challenge was that neither of you were allowed to cum no matter what, and whoever came first had to do the household chores for a week. Now this seemed like a fun idea at first…until both of you started to get needy. Neither of you could keep your hands to yourself, you would make out and grind on each other for hours, just never going as far as sex. This ultimately led to both of you being extremely sexually frustrated and horny.

You’re currently sitting in Bills lap as the two of you are messily kissing and rubbing against each other. He pulls away and runs his hands up your shirt. “Y/n, I can’t do it anymore. I need you so bad. Need your pussy so bad, please!” He begs, clinging to your waist as his face smooshes against your stomach.

“I need you too Bill. I wanna cum so bad! I want your dick in me so fucking bad it hurts!” He pulls your shirt off over your head and you do the same with his. You sit up and crawl off of him so that you can slip off your underwear and he does the same. Once you are done, his hands find your waist again and he yanks your body to sit on top of him again. “I need to feel you now, I don’t care anymore. I don’t wanna wait.” Your hand grabs his dick, sinking yourself down onto him. Bill whimpers and throws his head back onto the thin pillow that he was laying on.

“Fuck, baby! You feel so good! You’re so wet.” He whines, tear’s already forming in his eyes. “Please fuck me, I need you to ride me!” You used your thumb to wipe away a stray tear that fell from his eye as you rolled your hips on his, you own tears starting to gather on your bottom lashes.

“Its ok, Bill. Im gonna make you feel good. Gonna make us both feel good. Its ok..” you rambled, bucking your hips faster. His hands trailed up your body to hold you hips, guiding you to move harder against him.

“You’re such a good girl, so good for me. Am I being a good boy? Please tell me I’m being a good boy!” Now its his turn to wipe away your tears. You immediately lean into his soft hand and more tears come streaming down your cheeks.

“Yeah, you’re such a good boy! My good boy. I love you so much, Billy!” Your voice is whiny and high pitched even through your efforts to sound put together. Bill moans loudly at your praises, his hips bucking up to meet your hip movements. Your hand moves down to rub yourself, trying to speed up your release so that the pressure buildup will finally feel better. Bill gasps at the feeling of you clenching around him so tightly, his hands now have a bruising grip in your waist. You can feel yourself coming closer and you let out a sob, “oh fuck! Can I- shit! Can I cum? Please, please please-”

“Please cum for me baby! Im gonna cum too! Fuck- you’re so wet, so fucking tight too~!” He cuts you off, now full on fucking you even from underneath you. You feel the knot in your stomach snap and you let out a shaky cry, sending Bill over the edge shortly after. You continue grinding softly against him until it became too much. Leaning down towards him, you lips find his and you share a sweet, but messy kiss. When you sat up, you looked at him and giggled a little,

“Well I guess we both lost. That was a pretty dumb bet.”

[strangelysamantha]

scars ☆

jj maybank x fem!reader.

warnings: abuse, bruises, the nickname baby is used, talk of sadness and depression and not being happy with life.

words: 1,088.

summary: jj comes to you after a blow out with his father. you clean his bruises as well as clean his awful mindset he has on life.

request? no.

a/n: hi. i’m back from the dead hello. i got a lot of stories planned.

my masterlist

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you hear light taps from your window. you lift from your bed to crack it open. you weren’t expecting to see jj today. he climbs in and immediately settles onto your bed. he flops down dramatically and you can’t help but giggle from the theatrics. “hi jj” you coo softly. “hi baby” his response is quiet. your room is lit by a small lamp, you can’t even make out jjs features so you close the window, and intend to turn the light on. jj grabs your arm however, and you halt.

“can you just lay with me for a second?” his tone stings at your heart and you can tell something is wrong. “yea, of course jj. anything.” you hop into the bed, and immediately cradle at his side. he’s laying on his back. “do you want me to sit on top, or do you want to spoon?” you question. he hesitated. “you can cuddle me however you’d like baby. i’ll enjoy it all the same.” you nod. his mood seemed off, as well as his tone. you didn’t want to rush into it and upset him, but you did want to get to the bottom of it. you choose to spoon him, this moment feeling intimate and full of love. you place your hand on his heart; it beating rapidly.

you cup his face, you feel tears as well as a slight pulse in his eye. you stand up quickly, running to the light switch. when you turn around, his face is bloody and bruised. your heart sinks and you feel a pain that’s so indescribable but completely deadly. your lips are flat lined and a huge range of emotions release. you shake your head, a tear already threatening to spill. he’s silent, and avoids eye contact. you’ve been here before, never this bad. nonetheless, you have a routine.

you go to your bathroom. you grab the first aid kit, wet a cloth, and grab everything you need to stitch him up. you walk back and sit on the bed, your back to the wall. he, like a hurt puppy, follows every instruction you give. “come here jj, let me help you.” he hates when you see him like this, but he doesn’t have anyone else who would do what you do. if he did go to anyone else, he wouldn’t feel great forcing his trauma on others. “what happened baby? who hurt you?” your words are soft and you want nothing more than to cradle him and take his sorrows away.

“my father. who would have guessed? i’ll be alright. i’ll walk it off.” you investigate his wrist for any damage, you don’t see any, so you give it a flick. “no that’s not how it works jj, and you know it.” he frowns, “i wish it was.” you give him reassuring rubs on his back. he’s sitting up, and facing you. his hands rest on your knees, and he anxiously rubbing them. “i know baby, i wish these moments didn’t impact us, but they do. and we learn to take it in, and let it go.” you dab the wash cloth on his face, to get the dried blood. “did you walk here?” you question. “more like ran.”

you sigh, you reach for his tank top, urging to pull it off. he complies easily letting you swipe it off his back. his chest isn’t bad, mainly his face that held a black eye and cuts, from his fathers ring. “how you feeling?” you continue the routine of fixing him up. you’ve gotten good at it. he hums, before starting. “you say you always want me to be honest?” you nod, “yes. i want you to be fully honest with me.”

“well. honestly? i’m not doing great. i don’t want to put this all on you but i just, i don’t know why i’m here?” you question him, “why you’re here?” he continues, “why am i forced to live dealing with an abusive father, being broke, having everyone against me?” he breathes deeply, his emotions overcoming him, “no matter what i do, i loose.” you hate seeing him like this. “jj, please. i love you so much. and i don’t want to loose you. i know it’s hard. it’s so heartbreaking to see you in this condition. physically, mentally, it does damage. i can’t ever know what it’s like to be in your shoes.” you pull him into a hug and he squeezes you tight.

“please.. stay strong for me. i need you to come to me if you ever feel this way. talk about it, write it, scream it, all of the above. i want you to have an outlet to let these emotions out so they don’t consume you.” he pulls you in for a passionate kiss filled with love. tears are streaming down both yours, and jjs face. you struggle to suppress the whimpers coming from you. “can you promise you’ll come to me if you ever feel that way?” he nods, “i promise.” you close your eyes and lean your head into his chest. “i love you so much. seeing you like this hurts. but i’d rather see you like this, then never see you at all.” those words hurt him, gave him the realization that if anything happened to him, it would hurt you worse. this thought clouded his mind. his wounds were all patched up. you went downstairs to get a few ice bags. you came up and positioned them on his bruises. you turned the big light on and retreated to the small lamp. he thanked you for the ice bags, and you turned your tv on.

“your choice for tv, what would you like to watch?” you question. he thinks for a second before softly reaching for the remote and turning his show on. you cuddle him close, occasionally kissing his neck and whispering how much you love and appreciate him. not even half way through the episode do you hear tiny snores coming from him. you laugh slightly to yourself; pausing the show. you get ready for bed, despite his condition, you know you’re going to sleep well, and comfortably. you remove the ice bags, dumping them in the sink, and placing the plastic baggies on the counter. you dry your hands and return to the bed with him, engulfing the two of you with a blanket. you smoothly cuddle against him, sure to not wake him, up, as you prepare to dream soundly next to him.

[ser-rctslcyer]

Pairing: Steven Grant x GN! Reader  Word Count: 1.1k Synopsis: It’s snowing and as usual Steven somehow ends up covered in it. However, this time he doesn’t have to deal with it alone.  Warnings: Established Relationship, Domestic Fluff, Humor, Idiots in Love A/N: I’ve deeply missed writing about this show so here we go!

Snow poured softly down from the dark sky, piling up on the fluffy layer stuck to the ground. 

From the window you could see people rushing, trying to return home to their warm beds and hot food. You were glad to have left at your normal time, making it home before the weather had begun to get worse. Though you had worried for when your partners would get home as it was getting later and later; you wished his boss would’ve let him off early like he asked. 

After putting your stuff up and switching out of your day clothes; you fixed yourself some dinner as you turned the TV. on. Eyes stuck on the screen in front of you as your ears waited for the familiar sound of the door. The later it got, the more tempted to pick up your phone when the lock clicked. 

“Gods, it's fucking cold,” Steven whined; the shuts with an echoing force. You set your empty bowl down quickly, and you skyrocket out of your chair to embrace your partner.

“Hey Steven,” you pause your greeting; catching the upset look on his face and the silky white bits that covered his hair and shoulders. “Oh, what happened to you?”

“I was about to walk into the building, but of course, I was fumbling to get keys and didn’t notice how low the snow was dripping,” he grumbled, tugging at the remaining bits of snow from his hair and the scarf Layla had made them.  

“By the time I opened it, I already caught a bucket’s worth of snow,” he pouted, rubbing his hands together; desperate to generate any heat from them. 

“Aw, I’m sorry hon.,” you walked closer, clasping your hands around his to help warm them up.

“I was doing so well too,” his frown grew a little larger; his tired eyes looked more and more miserable. 

“I know, it happens to the best of us, sweetheart. Mother nature can be quite a fierce one.”

“I wish she wouldn’t.”

“Y’know, you kind of look like a little snow fairy, if that helps,” you add; earning a small snort for Steven. 

“I don't like being a snow fairy if it’s like this,” he answered, a little less gloomy than before. 

“C’mon, you guys practically dress like one to fight crime,” you jab, earning a hearty chuckle from him. 

“Marc says it’s not our choice,” he gently squeezes your hands.

“So then he agrees?” you raise you eyebrow and he shakes his head/

“He argues more like a ‘snow devil’ to our enemies.”

“Probably, but to me, you guys are my snow fairies,” you tease again, happy to see a genuine smile on his face. He only hums in response, swaying a small bit, a little flustered by the nickname. You take this moment to pull him closer, hugging him for the first time since he’s been home. Steven is quick to reciprocate, hugging you tight as you both stand there for a second. 

“Would you like a nice warm shower to feel better? I’ll make sure it stays warm in here so you don’t freeze to death for a second time,” you suggested, rubbing the lower middle part of his back soothingly. 

“Thank you, love,” he steals a cold kiss before properly putting away his bag and hanging his jacket. You take the time to turn up the heat, grabbing one of the few fluffy towels, and setting it in the bathroom. While there, you turned on the hot water, letting it heat to the temperature it was supposed to be. 

“All yours,” you move, to shift past him but he cups your face and kisses you. His lips are warmer than they were before 

“Thank you, again,” his eyes beam as Steven gives his signature goofy grin, before slinking into the bathroom. 

You bite your lip, your heart fluttering as you set yourself on the bed; a delighted grin on your face. The shower turns on and you can hear albeit very muffled the sigh of relief that leaves Steven. He sings a little cheer, at which you giggle before he continues the rest of his shower. The bed feels even softer than ever during this season, and you waste no time getting under the covers to finish off the rest of your wait. 

“Alright, I’m all set,” he glowed, much happier being able to feel fingers and the warmth from his clothes. 

“Hurry up and get under here before I take all the covers,” you jokingly tug them over your shoulders; watching Steven scramble to get into bed with you. He grabbed the covers and you let him take some of them until you were both comfortable enough. Steven reached over to the nightstand to grab his book, the one he’s been studying up on since the beginning of this week. You dropped your head to his shoulder so you could read as well, even though you’ve only picked up on parts he’s read to you. 

“Come closer,” Steven lifted up his arm, his hand beckoning you closer. You obliged him, of course, tucking yourself underneath his arm, and his hand resting on your hip.

“This better?”

“Absolutely,” he answered, kissing the top of your head. “So, much better than the cold,” he hummed as you grinned at him. 

“Glad I could help, sweetheart,” you kissed the underside of his jaw, catching his quiet sigh as he turned the page. 

As much as you wanted to enjoy the read with him, your body began to settle. The fight to keep your eyes open was useless, as they shut after the third long blink. The heat from him engulfed you; the darkness felt like a soft blanket, keeping you content and safe. The normal hum of the a.c. blurred into the background as you found yourself drifting away until you felt a small nudge. 

“Sleepy?” his voice was soft, enough so that if you had been any closer to sleep you probably wouldn’t have heard him. 

“You’re warm,” you mumbled surly, with your eyes still closed, “feels nice.” He chuckles, gently rubbing your shoulder before placing his book on top of the nightstand. He pulls you closer as he lays down fully, letting you rest on top of him. Tender hands rub your back, fingers sweetly tracing, luring you to sleep. His soothing was the added cherry on top, as you yawned, finally giving into the night. 

“Goodnight, snow fairy,” you manage to mumble out, as your mind floats away; your thoughts fading into the delicate embrace. Steven quietly beams at the name, delicately sketching a little heart over your back and rubbing over that area until you were fast asleep. 

“Goodnight, my love,” he grins, kissing the top of your head, closing his eyes, and dreaming of you both in the fluffy white snow.

[midnight1nk]

EPISODE CONCEPT #9

What if... Mario was in Sonic Movie 3?

[more below cut] LINKS: Wattpad and AO3 For context, since Sonic 3 is coming out, here's some silly goofs! though, FAIR WARNING: (1) very low effort than usual, (2) all based on pieces from the trailers and past SMG4 episodes, (more in tags). May have done this while in a fever dream. This is mostly just for fun, so onward!

Just a boring day. Well, for some exemptions.

Cozy was in their own home, Mario was currently laughing at passing memes on the TV while Luigi washed the dishes from their recent dinner. Spaghetti, naturally. And it was indeed a regular old day in the SMG4 universe, until Sonic spin-balled through the window.

Mario turned over from the couch to see the blue hedgehog in the room. He waved. "Hey, dude! Wassup?" 

Sonic says, frantically, "Mario, I need your help!"

-x-FLASHBACK NOISES-x-

Team Sonic was strolling around on their Japan trip, with Sonic wearing a birthday hat on. The three have visited many sights and experiences and the most memorable ones include: Sonic standing over the Tokyo Tower, eating from an awesome hole-in-the-wall ramen shop, Knuckles spotting and fangirling over Hatsune Miku, who just happened to be in a friendly outing with Boopkins ("HATSUNE MIKU?! IS THAT YOU? "), shopping through Shibuya...

To end Sonic's birthday on a special note, they went to eat dinner at the Chaos Garden restaurant. But just as the kitchen staff was bring Sonic a surprise cake for him, chaos ensued outside. Of course, heroes being heroes, it's up to Team Sonic to deal with it. What they didn't expect was to a familiar figure looming over them, holding out a green Chaos Emerald.

"Here it is, the Constitution."

-x-PRESENT DAY NOISES-x-

"Here, look!" Sonic took the TV remote and switched the channel to "BREAKING NEWS". On the screen, Shadow stands over robot scraps in the middle of the ruined Shibuya streets.

"Shadow the Hedgehog?"

"My ex-fiancé." 

Mario looks at Sonic, shocked.

Sonic clarifies, "Yeah, before Swag, we were supposed to get married but... he didn't show up." He looks away, sad. "My birthday today just happened to fall on the same day of our wedding years ago. Uh... anyway, Knuckles and Tails are still the hospital right now and I could use some hand."

Hearing this, Mario feels sympathetic for what Sonic went through and, he jumps with now filled determination. Ready for action. "Don't worry, Sonic. I got you! Let's go kick some a**!" 

Sonic smiles in gratitude, trying mirroring his determination. "Alright!" He gives a thumbs-up before saying wearily, "By the way, Swag's going to give us a lift."

Right on cue, Swag bursts into the wall with a tank. "Here comes Independence Day!"

Chris also pops out. "...Shadow isn't an alien."

"Yes he is. Chris, let me have this!"  Swag uncomfortably waves at Sonic like kid in trouble. "Hi, honey."

Sonic shakes his head. Mario looks at the pair confused but decided to not question anything yet. The hedgehog and the plumber jump in.

Sonic says, "Here we.........GO!"

Chris presses the start button and the tank goes in reverse. In an agonizing slow pace.

"Mamaf**ker!"

-x-TIME CUT-x-

The group finally catches up to Shadow, who's riding a motorcycle and a gun in hand. Sonic spin-balls out of the tank and chases after him through the busy traffic, while also being noticed by the people walking by.

"Hey, Shadow!" Sonic greets. "Long time no see!"

"That was an illegal left, by the way!" Random guy says, seeing the two hedgehogs speeding by.

They continue on as a giant flying squid-like robot comes into view, forcing the camera to look at it face-to-face for a second.

SQUID

And even SMG4, SMG3, Meggy, and Tari saw them.

Meggy asks, "Wait, was that Shadow the Hedgehog?"

SMG3 does admire Shadow's sense of style but...

"It is! He looks so cool," Four says in awe and looks over to Three, wondering if his guardian partner had any thoughts. Only to see Three turned away and Four could tell that he was pouting. "SMG3, are you... jealous?"

"What? NO! Shadow may be Sonic's rival, but he is nothing compared to me."

"Sure, dude," Four hums, slipping into an amused expression. "Relax, you're still my number one rival."

Three paused before looking over to him, surprised and touched. "Wait, really?"

Cutting back to Shadow and Sonic, in the middle of a conversation...

"Don't you call my highlights gay!"

"They are pretty gay."

"This doesn't involve you, hedgehog," Shadow warns. "If y'know what's good for you, leave me be."

Sonic huffed, bitter, "I thought you already did that, faker."

Triggered by the nickname, Shadow shoots at Sonic, who of course is able to dodge every time. Shadow already knew that he would, it was just to buy him time. Coming in to help, Mario jumps towards Shadow. Unfortunately, Shadow sped up and Mario landed on Sonic's face, blinding the poor blue hedgehog. While Sonic tried to move Mario out of his face, he knocked out many things: people, memes, and a seller who just happened to be selling cabbages.

"My cabbages!"

Shadow, looking over his shoulder to see Chris and Swag catching up. He calls out to Swag, simply wanting to rile the man up, "I peed on you wife! She's mine. That's the law!"

He takes a different route while Sonic manages to hold onto Mario by the hand, losing Shadow in the process.

Sonic screeched to a halt, looking around. "Oh no, we lost him."

"Aw man, sorry about that," Mario apologized.

Then, a crackle over the radio.

"Sonic, Mario," Chris said. "Looks like we might have some idea what Shadow may be up to and there's a chance to stop him."

Swag joins in. "Augh, that hedgehog... Do you want us to pick you guys up?"

Considering the circumstances, Sonic sighs. "No, we'll just take the helicopter."

Just as the plot demands, a government helicopter comes by, and the two jump on as they head to Prison Island.

"Say, Sonic," Mario asks. "Not to intrude but what's going on between you and Swag?"

"Oh well, we... haven't been doing great recently. Ever since the start of our relationship, I've been trying to make it work. But..." Hidden shame and guilt showed as Sonic continued to confess, "I guess everything has been falling apart since the start after all."

Mario puts a hand on his back to comfort his friend.

"Thanks, Mario."

-x-TIME CUT-x-

At a secret hideout, Shadow walks into a control room where Eggman was waiting of him. Pulling out the stolen Constitution and that fourth damn Chaos Emerald, Shadow hands them over. "There. I got what you wanted."

"Oh hoho. At last, with the power of the Eclipse Canon, I shall rule the world." Eggman chuckles as he rubs his hands together. "And everyone will be able to watch my splatoon 2 let's play's by Eggman." He could already imagine the fame and glory he always wanted.

Shadow rolls his eyes and turns around to leave. "I can finally go to Mexico for my vacation."

"Where do you think you're going, c*cker?"

"I don't talk to people whose d*cks are less than 3 inches."

"Listen to me, motherf**cker!" Eggman scolds. "You really thought I forgot about you peeing on my wife?"

Shadow smirks. "And I'll do it again!" He quickly pulls out his phone, out of Eggman's sight, and posts something on Twitter. Then he runs away.

"What the actual sh*t? WHAT?" Eggman shouts, confused, before getting a notification on his phone. "WHO POSTED MY N*DES ON TWITTER DOT COM?!"

-x-TIME CUT-x-

Shadow is in hiding, having all of Prison Island's wildlife to run around. Following down a curved path (with a loop-de-loop in it), he jumps up into the air. Though he wasn't alone, just as he does, Sonic crosses him while holding Mario's hand.

Their forms make an "X" shape with the moon shining in the background. Ah, the good old days.

The two land on opposite sides, Sonic and Mario on the ground with Shadow on a thick fallen tree branch.

Shadow mutters under his breath, "That blue hedgehog again of all places..."

"I found you, faker!"

"Faker? I think you're the fake hedgehog around here. You're comparing yourself to me? Ha, you're not even good enough to be my fake."

The two lock eyes like a Western standoff, waiting for the other to make the first move. Sonic and Shadow, fueled by anger, lunged at each other... before getting into a kitty fight. Mario with widened eyes, merely sighs. By all the memes, they act so much like Three and Four.

Suddenly, a punch of fire from a red blur knocks Shadow away from Sonic. It's Knuckles.

"WOAH!" Mario shouted. "THE FLAMES OF DISASTER!"

"We're here to help you, Sonic!" Tails also comes into the scene, flying with his two tails, alongside Chris and Swag on a chopper.

Swag announced, "You activated my trap card!"

The group circles around Shadow, not giving him a chance to escape. As the hedgehog gets up, Mario confronts him. "Dude, you're such a jerk for what you did to Sonic. You guys could've been happy!"

Shadow huffed, "Happy? I could've been if it weren't for what Sonic did to me." His mind drifts off to reminisce. "I promised Maria that I would be happy one day..."

-x-FLASHBACK BUBBLE-x-

From the capsule launched from the Ark, Shadow from the past peered through the glass.

Maria's voice echoed in his mind, "Shadow, remember: furries are second-class citizens..."

"Maria..."

Insert green screen explosion.

-x-BUBBLE FADES AWAY-x-

"I didn't even do anything to you," Sonic said. He takes a step forward and points at him. "This doesn't change you leaving me at the altar..."

Shadow blinked. "Me? You're the one who left me hanging!"

Everyone else seemed to follow suit. "...Wha?"

"Don't you remember? I've been trying to call you all morning that day!"

-x-FLASHBACK NOISES-x-

Shadow has been panicking all morning, the chaos of this last-minute wedding. The two hedgehogs aren't exactly good planners, they were just so excited to get married. In both of his hands, Shadow held up a white bowtie and a wedding dress, unsure what to pick. He scrambled to his phone and called Sonic on speed dial.

"Sonic, which one of us is the bride?" he asked out loud, shaking the phone in his hands. "Sonic? Sonic, I need an answer!"

Unfortunately, at the same time, Sonic was already at the altar. With his phone turned off for the ceremony. Shadow didn't know. He hurried to the altar, wearing both a bowtie and a dress, too late to find out that Sonic wasn't there. Sonic had already left, thinking Shadow didn't want to marry him.

-x-PRESENT DAY NOISES-x-

Everyone stares at each other as the realization settles in. After all this time, it was a misunderstanding.

Mario's mustache has grown comically big. "...oh."

"...wait, I guess it does," Sonic mumbles under this breath.

Standing up, Shadow says, "I tried to move on. I know you did too. But Sonic, could you give me another chance? For us?"

"Shadow, I..." Sonic glances back over to Swag before hanging his head low. "...I can't."

A ping from Mario's phone chimes in. Then, a sudden chain of pings came from everyone else's phones.

"A Nintendo Direct?"

Just as the Direct voiceover finishes announcing a game, unexpected news comes up.

"What's this?" the Voiceover questioned. "Doctor Eggman has his own announcement?"

Eggman appears at the screen, who clearly looks drunk. "I'VE COME TO MAKE AN ANNOUNCEMENT: SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG'S A B*TCH*SS MOTHERF**KER, HE PISSED ON MY F**KING WIFE!"

The scene cuts to Frankie watching the Direct on TV with a mortified expression. "Mommy?"

"THAT'S RIGHT HE TOOK HIS HEDGEHOG F**KIN' QUILLY D*CK OUT AND BE PISSED ON MY F**KIN WIFE, AND HE SAID HIS D*CK WAS THIS BIG. AND I SAID 'THAT'S DISGUSTING'. SO I'M MAKING A CALL-OUT POST ON MY TWITTER DOT COM: SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG, YOU GOT A SMALL D*CK. IT'S THE SIZE OF THIS WALNUT EXCEPT WAY SMALLER!" He does indeed hold up a walnut to the camera. "AND GUESS WHAT'S HERE'S WHAT MY DONG LOOKS LIKE."

A sound wave from the sky turned everyone's attention to the Ark orbiting by the edge of the horizon. It has "Robotnik" all over it.

"THAT'S RIGHT, BABY. ALL POINTS, NO QUILLS, NO PILLOWS. LOOK AT THAT, IT LOOKS LIKE TWO BALLS AND A BONG." The Eclipse Cannon charges up. "HE F**KED MY WIFE SO GUESS WHAT? I'M GONNA F**K THE EARTH! THAT'S RIGHT, THIS IS WHAT YOU GET: MY SUPPER LASER PISS. EXCEPT I'M NOT GONNA PISS ON THE EARTH, I'M GONNA GO HIGHER..."

The laser fires, passing over the stratosphere and...

"I'M PISSING ON THE MOON!"

The moon explodes, half of it completely destroyed.

"HOW YOU LIKE THAT, OBAMA? I PISSED ON THE MOON, YOU IDIOT!"

The feed cuts to Obama's live reaction, confused by the cameras shoved in his face.

"YOU GOT 23 HOURS BEFORE THE PISS DROPLETS HIT THE F**KIN EARTH! NOW, GET OUT MY SIGHT BEFORE I PISS ON YOU TOO—"

But just as he's about to start the timer, he accidentally presses the self-destruct button.

"...f**k."

The Ark shakes wildly before it starts to plummet into the planet. The Direct abruptly ends as the voiceover is still stunned by what happened. "Was...was that part of the Direct?

The group slowly turned to Shadow wanting an explanation. Shadow gulped. "...well, sh*t, I only said that just to f**k with him."

Everyone screams, terrified that they're gonna die. It includes the group, who are unsure what to do. Except for Sonic and Shadow, who looked over each other a give a knowing nod.

Sonic turns to the red plumber, "Mario, we need a way to get to space."

"Okay-dokey!" Mario smiles with determination. He pulls out a cannon out of thin air.

Sonic and Shadow jump in it and by a hit from Mario, they get launched into the sky in their spin-ball form and go through the Ark like bullets, making the orbiting society explode into a million pieces (yes, another green screen explosion). 

It's Out of This Park! (wii sports music plays)

The world cheered as the two hedgehogs and Eggman fall back to the planet. Crashing back on Prison Island, Sonic was the first to get up. He was always so resilient. Swag, naturally worried for his wife, ran up to him. But Sonic didn't even notice Swag or his own bruises and ran over to check up on Shadow.

"Shadow?" Worry washed over Sonic. "Dude, don't give up. Please."

With a cough, Shadow wakes up, holding his head as if all he got was a headache. "Augh, I'm not dead, hedgehog."

Sonic nevertheless was relieved Shadow was okay. Seeing how Sonic was with Shadow, Swag found himself deep in thought as memories (good and bad) of his relationship crossed his mind. As much as Shadow's pleas were shown on his face, Sonic reluctantly had to say goodbye.

Sonic, walking past Swag, headed towards the tank. "C'mon, let's go..." Noticing that Swag hasn't moved an inch, he stops and turns. "Swag?"

"My dear, do you still love Shadow?"

Sonic could only respond with silence, guilt and self-conflict mushed together. Swag goes up to him, kneels down and puts his polygonal hands on Sonic's shoulders.

"Sonic. As they say, if you really love someone, you let them go. I love you but I want you to be free and have a chance to be happy."

Shocked and perhaps still registering those words, Sonic asks, "Are...are you sure?" 

Swag nods. A new emotion filled Sonic's heart, prompting him to give Swag a grateful hug. "Thank you, Swag. I hope you have a chance to find your happiness too."

After a moment, the two part, in their way a farewell. Sonic runs up to Shadow with tears welling in his eyes. Sad to break it off with Swag, relieved that he doesn't have to hurt their relationship anymore. Happy to rekindle past love.

"Shadow!"

Shadow, whose back was towards Sonic, turned to see. Only for Sonic to wrap his arms around his neck and kiss him. While he was surprised by it at first, he soon fluttered his eyes closed and kissed back.

[OG credits to: Myly14]

I love you.

Swag observes from afar. Chris comes from behind and puts a hand on his friend's shoulder for comfort as Swag sheds a tear.

Wiping it away, Swag reassures, "It's okay, Chris. I'll be okay, I know he'll be too."

-x-TIME CUT-x-

In Three's Coffee and Bombs, Mario was introducing the hedgehog couple (currently holding hands) to the cafe, on their tour of the Showgrounds.

"SMG3 makes the best coffee around," Mario proudly says before leaning over to Shadow. "Plus, quality weapons."

Shadow slips up a curious smile and seeing it, Sonic shakes his head full of fond. Their relationship will take a lot to heal but the two of them know they could do it. Getting coffee seems like a good start. But of course, Shadow would only order the coffee beans. Before them was Four telling his order to Three.

"One Cyanide Supreme Latte with ten shots of expresso—"

"And five spoons of sugar," Three finishes that sentence for Four. "Yeah, yeah. I already know your order, scrub." He picks up the usual blue mug with constellations. "But you don't think you're getting special treatment."

"C'mon! Aren't I your most loyal customer?" Four flutters his eyes with a cheeky smile. Three tries to look away, Four knew how to push his buttons. "Besides, you do owe me a latte, remember?"

"Did not."

"Did to."

Sonic tries to be discreet, leaning over to Mario and gesturing at Four. "Woah, he's bisexual. I didn't know that."

Mario and Shadow nod in agreement. Though Sonic must've been a little too loud for both Four and Three to look in their direction. While Three completely short-circuited at the implications, an embarrassed Four lunged at Mario, telling him to not say anything about what's going on between him and Three.

Well, it really was just another boring day, with a few exemptions.

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Ink here! Still in the middle of the fever dream, aha. Hope that brings a happy ending for everyone. Remember, no movie spoilers for other people and me (gonna see it over the weekend). Let's see how much of this I got right for the official version. :P

[jisunghannie]

Our Winter Night

PAIRING: Lee Know x fem!reader

WARNING: Swearing is used in this story. Lots of angst.

SUMMARY: You loved Minho with every bit of your heart. The worse thing is that he didn't love you back. You had to endure him give his heart to another woman under the snow fall. The same snow fall that you guys had made a promise under.

WORD COUNT: 3,059

A/N:

.°•○>><<○•°. = POV switch

.°• ✿ •°. = Flashback/Present time

`○°.• ✿ •.°○` = Timeskip

Highly recommend you listen to Gone Away from the NoEasy album while you read!

I'm really debating if I should make a fluffy ending and or a part 2 with fluff because this just didn't feel right with a sad ending for y/n. If you guys are interested let me know!!

As your phone beeps, you check the message. It was from Minho.

LK: You wanna come over? My girlfriend wants to meet you.

y/nnie: I'm busy right now, maybe next time :)

LK: Awh, okay, see you next time.

You sat on the swings, the cold air hitting your face. You really did not want to believe that the person that you loved for so long had found another. It hurt your heart as you turned to the other swing.

Of course, it was empty. The empty seat used to be filled by Minho. You missed him a lot but there was nothing much you could do. He was with his lover. Why else would he text you at this time or at all if it wasn't?

You didn't know what happened or went wrong. The memories in this park that you two shared. The words and secrets you guys exchanged. You didn't know how to feel anymore. It seemed like a dream rather than reality. As tears rolled down your cheeks. You tried remembering what went wrong between you guys.

.°• ✿ •°.

"Hello.." A boy said.

"Hi there." You said, looking at the short boy in front of you.

"Is this swing taken?" He asked shyly. You shook your head, and he sat on the swing with you.

"What's your name?" You asked him as he looked at you. "Minho..." He said as you smiled. "I'm y/n, and I'm 12!" You said beaming, reaching out your hand. "I'm 14..." He said. "Dang, you're old." You said bluntly. "I know..." He said dejectedly. "Don't worry, it's a good thing!" You said. “What are you doing here at the park Minho?” You asked. He was silent for a minute and then looked at you, “Sorry, not to be mean but, why do you ask so many questions?” He asked as you made a sound of offense. “Sorry! I didn't mean it like that!” You then got off the swing. “Why you!” After that you chased after him.

That was your first interaction with him. As you guys got older, you met there every day. Soon, the park became secluded, and it was your guys' secret spot. You guys met there every day. One day in winter, he told you he had news for you.

"What's wrong, Minho?" You asked, holding his hands. He smiled brightly. "You remember when I told you that I was a trainee for a new group called Stray Kids?" He asked as you nodded. "I'm now debuted!" He said as your face shone in awe. "That's amazing!" You said tackling him on the floor. You both laughed after that.

That's when the snow began to fall. You smiled at the snowflakes as one touched Minho's nose. You both laughed as you watched the snow fall and each of the individual snowflakes fall.

"Awh, look at those two." You pointed to a pair of snowflakes stuck on each other. "Do you think they'll separate?" You asked as he sighed, "Snowflakes are like life, someone people are destined to be and some find their way to each other." As he finished saying that, another snowflake landed on them. One of the snowflakes fell off and melted alone while the other two snowflakes melted together. "Did you see that?! That snowflake stole that snowflake's lover!" You exclaimed looking at a laughing Minho. "Sometimes life is like that. But," He said he walked over to the snowflakes, they didn't completely melt yet and as you both looked at it. The two snowflakes that were originally stuck together stuck together in the end before fully melting. "They'll always find a way back." He finished looking deep into your eyes.

"One day, I'll have enough to give you whatever you want. Then after," He kissed your forehead. "I'll take you as my wife." He said gently with a smile. As you smiled and blushed, "Don't say things like that, Minho! What if you end up meeting someone else! Like that snowflake did!" You said, sitting up as he smiled at you. "Then fight for me to keep looking at you the way that I do." He said as he looked at you with pure adoration. He took your hands in his. "So that way we can be together forever like those snowflakes in the end." He said as you nodded, hugging him close.

.°• ✿ •°.

You don't know what went wrong, but over time, he did meet someone. At age 22, he told you that he met someone. You were heartbroken, but you couldn't really do much. No matter how much you wanted to be the one he wanted.

'Then fight for me to keep looking at you the way that I do. So that way we can be together forever like those snowflakes.'

You remembered him say, as you held out his hand.

"Wait... please don't go... Minho, please..." You said, desperately wanting him there. You held his hand as he turned to look at you. "I will remember what you said... and for that. I'm not going to stop fighting for you..." You said as he smiled at you. "What are you talking about? I'm not leaving anytime soon, silly." Minho said, patting your head. "I'm not going to let you be bewitched by another. I'll do whatever it takes to have you look at me the same way you did the day that you told me to keep fighting for you." You said as he held his hands.

He smiled at you. "Keep it up then, but I won't be leaving you anytime soon." He said, pulling away from your hold. You felt as if your world had fallen apart as you watched Minho walk away from you. You wanted to find the invisible red string of fate that linked you two together. You guys met for a reason, and you knew it wasn't just to be torn apart. You wanted to keep chasing after him. Hoping he would look at you the same way he did years ago.

As time went on, day by day, week by week, month by month, another year passed. You were at your guys' usual spot. You knew it was pointless to meet there anymore but you still waited to see if Minho would show. As you looked at the swings. You looked at the empty swing next to you. Hoping it would be full once again, just as your heart would be knowing that it was you and him against the world. However, you knew that was wishful thinking. Once it reached 12 am, you walked home. It was the beginning of the new year.

On your way home. You saw the snow fall and you smiled. Recalling all the memories with Minho, and just then, you saw Minho holding hands with a girl. Most likely his girlfriend, you never got to meet her but by the way he treated her it sure looked like it.

"Mi-" You were cut off by the sounds of fireworks. He laughed as he pulled her in for a kiss. As you watched, heart breaking, watching them kiss under the stars. The lamppost above them, brightening their features and obvious love for each other. You looked at them. Realizing that his heart was no longer yours. You couldn't keep fighting for a pointless relationship. Minho was happy, so you should be as well.

You walked by them. Minho not even acknowledging you were there as you saw him wrap his scarf around his new found lover. The scarf that you had made for him for his 21st birthday. Your heart ached as you went home.

Once you reached home, you fell to the floor and began to start crying. Finally letting out all the anguish from the year before tonight. You hated that you loved him so much. You hated seeing him with another girl. You hated how much care he had for her. You hated her. But what you hated most, was why couldn't he have loved you like that. Why did she have to be the one he held so dear to him?

You cried from that night up until morning. You didn't come out of your house. And just then your phone beeped.

LK: You want to meet up? I'm free today! I feel bad for not meeting up with you like we usually do every year.

y/nnie: It's okay, I'm not in town, I'm with my parents so I'll see you whenever.

LK: Awh, okay, see you soon!

y/nnie: 👍🏻

You lied. All because of the state you were in because of him. You thought Minho would've known better because he knew that you didn't have connections to your family anymore. You only talked to your grandma, who passed 2 years ago. She took care of you, and you always told her about Minho. She always said, "People like you two are meant to be. You guys aren't soulmates by choice but soulmates by fate. It's just the way of the world. I just want to see you guys happy."

She always told you that. So why wasn't she right? Why did he love another then? Why did he have to go off and date someone completely new when someone he's known all his life was right by him? All these questions raced through your head as you cried even more.

.°•○>><<○•°.

Minho didn't understand. That text, back with your parents? You don't have connections with them anymore. So why would you still talk to them? Better question, how would you be able to talk to them?

"Babe..?" A voice broke his thought train. "Morning princess." He said kissing his lover on her head. "I have to go check up on a friend." He said simply and vaguely as she nodded. "I'll cook breakfast so don't worry." She had said as he smiled, "Thanks, you're the best." He said as he grabbed his stuff and left.

He hoped that you were home but if you weren't he always had the keys to check and open.

Once he got there, he knocked. No response. So he knocked again. No response. He got paranoid, so he unlocked the door. Hoping to see you, but what he saw was a sad y/n, sulking on the couch.

"Y/nnie?"

.°•○>><<○•°.

"Y/nnie?"

You heard Minho's voice. 'Oh no. Please no.' You thought as he sat next to you.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" He asked as he wiped your tears from your cheeks. You gritted your teeth and pushed his hands away. He looked at you with surprise. Usually you never push him away so why was it so different this time around?

"Don't touch me! With those hands that touched your lover!" You shouted at him. Now he was confused. "Of course these hands or so you call it, have touched my lovers cheeks and hands, so what do you mean?" He asked you confused. "How can you touch me knowing that you love another woman!" You shouted, hitting his chest. "You wiped my tears off my cheeks like how you would if I was the one you loved!" You hit his chest again. "You told me to keep fighting for you when you have no memory of it!" You hit his chest. "So why..." Your hands now rested on his chest. "Why are you making me go through all this pain only for you to give your love to someone else..." You said as you began to cry even more. As he reached out to wipe your tears you stood up. "Don't touch me damn it! I'm tired of playing these mind games with you!" You yelled, startling him. "I don't want to seem like the friend that doesn't want you to be happy. But you need to choose. If you walk out that door. You have chosen your life with her. If you choose me, you will stay, hug me and tell me you're sorry." You said.

Once the ultimatum was given, Minho stood up and hugged you. You were shocked by his actions as you hugged him back. He felt so warm. This was the warmth you missed. You couldn't believe he was actually going to stay with-

"I'm sorry..." He said sadly. You smiled slightly that he was following your request. "But I can't keep her waiting. I love you dearly, but as one of my friends..." He said as you felt your heart shatter into a million pieces. "I love her with every bit of my heart. I can't do this to her. Not when she's been so good to me..." He said, breaking free from your grasp. Walking out of the door.

You fell to the floor. Feeling defeated. You couldn't believe that you lost not only your first love, but your best friend.

.°• ✿ •°.

It had been 2 more years, into the present now. you still couldn't delete Minho's number so you decided to keep it. How would you be able to delete it? He was the one you loved, but Minho was still with his lover of 3 years. And what hurt was that no matter how hard you tried to move on. You couldn't, everything reminded you of Minho. These past few years you've been going on dates back to back. Unable to date any of them.

You dug back into your memory trying to recall each reason why you stopped talking or dating each.

.°• ✿ •°.

The first boy you went on a date with. He was such a sweetheart. But the way he paid for your food and walked you home reminded you of Minho.

The second boy, he constantly made you laugh but one of the jokes he used was Minho's signature joke. You had a thought of Minho and excused yourself. You went home that night thinking of Minho again.

The third one, you met at a bar for a second date. He bought you a drink but you weren't feeling like drinking. You tried getting away from him but he was getting aggressive. That's when Minho saved you. You weren't answering your phone trying to ignore him. When he took you home you guys had another argument.

"Seriously y/n? If I didn't check your location or had gotten there a second later something would've seriously gone wrong!" He yelled at you as he drove. "I never asked to be saved!" You yelled back. "Damn it, I'm trying to tell you something here!" He said pulling over, now looking into your eyes. "I'm sorry I didn't choose you. You have to understand that I cannot reciprocate your feelings. However, that doesn't mean that you can just go and date many guys-" He was cut off by your screaming, "How do you think I feel?! Huh?! Have you ever once thought that hypothetically you and your girlfriend break up and every little thing she does is ingrained in your memory so much that when you talk to or date other girls she pops up into your head?!" You yelled. "If not then I don't want to hear anything!"

He was stunned. He didn't expect you were hurting this bad.

"Y/n... I'm-"

"Stop apologizing if you aren't going to reciprocate my feelings!" You yelled even louder this time. Your voice cracking. "You think that saying sorry will fix anything?! You think that you being here as a friend will do me any good?!" You sobbed out. "One day I'll see you waiting at the altar. Looking at someone who isn't me. Loving someone who isn't me. Kissing and holding someone who isn't me. Why the hell are you apologizing!" You yelled between hiccups and sobs. "You apologizing is just making me realize that I'm losing my chances of being with you Minho." You said more quietly and vulnerable this time. You couldn't take it anymore.

He reached out and tucked your hair behind your ear and cupped your face.

"I do love you... I really do y/n. A long time ago. But you have to understand. As we get older, we lose feelings and grow." He said as you looked at him hurt. "Then why didn't you say anything..?" He sighed and looked away. "For the same reason you're hurting so badly." He said as you slapped him. "You think that I wouldn't love you after being so close with you for so long..." You said no longer sad, but upset. Angry at the fact he would even assume that. "You think I wouldn't even give you a chance?!" You yelled, tears rolling down, your voice loud and clear. "God, you told me that you and I would get married Minho! You think I wouldn't have taken a chance to take the opportunity I would've had to be with you?!" You yelled, visibly angry. "You're so selfish. I hate you." You said. Unbuckling your seatbelt, opening the car door, and leaving him. Leaving him cupping the cheek you slapped. As snow had just started falling.

.°• ✿ •°.

You realized that the last conversation you had with Minho was an argument. The last words being, 'I hate you.' You laughed as tears rolled down your cheeks. You couldn't hate him. As you thought of him, you cried. Knowing that he was the sun and you were a star. He shined the brightest and yet you were only there, hidden by his bright light. You were captivated by it, but it was never your light to have.

As you sat on the swing, you waited for Minho to come back to you like that snowflake did. But he never did. You were now 23 and he was 25. When he made you that promise you were 17 and he was 19. You couldn't believe that it had been 6 long years.

You finally accepted it. But, if you already accepted it, why were you still crying? Why did your heart still hurt? Why? You didn't understand, you wanted to but you knew some questions were better unanswered. As you looked at the sky, you saw the snow fall. You saw the snowflakes and all the memories that came with them as you sobbed. You weren't sad anymore. You were happy, you were happy that you got to spend time with him. Even if the one he loved wasn't you.