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josephquinnswhore · 1 year

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hi honey! i discovered your blog not too long ago and my love your writing is so amazing i actually can't get enough!

i had a request if your taking them? it would be a dad!pedro pascal x wife!reader. and i've been thinking about this heavy since he was at the oscar's

could you do like a super fluff about everyone's reactions if he was the one to win an oscar for best actor?

hope you have a wonderful day my love! 💝

Cause for Celebration - pedro pascal x female reader

Summary: Pedro is nervous about being nominated for his first Oscar Award.

Word Count: 1.9k

Note: This is the best frigging idea I’ve ever seen. I love this and I hope it lives up to your expectations!! 🤍 This is my first request I’m crying so many tears right now! Thank you anon I LOVE you. May you pillow always be cold on both sides. Please let me know if you like it 🫶🏼🫶🏼

Your fingers seem to have a conscious of their own, mindlessly twisting your wedding ring around your finger to stop your hands from jittering as you were led to the paparazzi.

“Pedro! Pedro over here!” The flash of white light was blinding, the screaming and calling of paparazzi as they’re desperately attempting to gain your attention, you smile politely as you stand next to Pedro, changing your pose to his arm around your back and your hand resting on his chest. “Pedrito! I love you!” A fan screamed from next to the photographers, the one confession was enough for Pedro to thank the photographers, entwine your hands and make a beeline straight for his fans, as you approach the fans are a mess, crying and screaming as Pedro signs their items, even taking some selfies with fans. “Y/n can we please get a photo! We love you!” Your heart skipped, smiling at how sweet his fans were and you accepted graciously, “of course sweetheart!” You bare the biggest grin and lean into her as she cries, ignoring the metal barrier that presses into your ribs. “Thank you so much! Good luck Pedro!” You both thank them and move on to the interview the woman, you knew well from Pedro’s past interviews and long mop of auburn hair. Pedro’s warm hand met your back, hands grazing on the sequinned gold dress that clung to your body graciously.

“Pedro it’s so good to see you again, this is your wife right?” Pedro let out a small laugh, turning his body towards you in an attempt to include you. “Yes, this is my beautiful wife, how couldn’t I bring her? She’s my number one supporter.” The redness that spreads along your cheeks heats your face, adding to the blush from your make up. You clasp your hands together and let out an excited huff of air, “you’ve done so incredibly this year honey, you deserve this Oscar. I’ll run up to the stage and snatch it if you don’t win!” Your giggles are harmonised by Pedro’s and Amelia’s laugh. “Will you be on the dance floor with Pedro at the after party this evening?” Your hand tentatively rubs down Pedro’s arm, shaking the nerves off you, “of course how could I not? I cant have another beautiful woman claiming my man!” Pedro scoffs playfully, “you know I only have eyes for you cariño.” Amelia sighs adoringly at the two of you, “well that confirms it folks! Pedro and y/n are the hottest couple on the red carpet tonight!” She turns away from the camera her co worker held and back to you, “good luck tonight, see you two next time!”

Both saying your goodbyes, Pedro’s assistant led you past a long line of celebrities, waiting to be let in, your breath hitched, “oh my god you’re skipping past Andrew Garfield!” Pedro slips his hand into yours, “must be getting important baby,” he jokes, knowing of your little crush on Andrew, and you’re led straight into the venue. “You’re the most important to me baby- whoa,” you gasp in awe, interrupting yourself. The room was ridiculously huge, hundreds of seats in rows you couldn’t count, the stage was empty, other than the stand and a large screen above the stage, red curtains framed the outside.

“I can’t believe this is real, I mean I can. You deserve this more than anyone, I’m just so proud of you.” Celebrities fill the hundreds of seats, the ones near you being filled with A-List celebrities you’d crushed on when you were younger. “Thank you baby.” He presses a soft kiss to your temple, moving his arm around to rest on the back of your chair, you lean into him as the ceremony begins, lights dimming slightly as the spotlights shone bright on the presenters.

Unsurprisingly, Michelle Yeoh won best actress. She was a talented actor, her role as Evelyn in ‘everything everywhere all at once’ was unmatched. The mix of sci-fi and adventure had you on the edge of your seat and was a brilliantly produced movie. Her speech was just as brilliant, her sense of humour and gratitude was touching, and you felt nothing but happiness for her as she thanked her family, shaking the hands of presenters, Harrison Ford and Kate Hudson who clapped in celebration for her.

“We would like to start off with a massive thank you to everyone who joins us tonight, this has been a massive year of acting and the most incredible. We are excited to announce that Halle Berry and Elizabeth Olsen will be presenting the next award and last of the night.” Harrison Ford and Kate Hudson clap to themselves as they introduce two of your idols, barely containing your excitement you clap steadily, Pedro laughing at your excitement.

“This is it baby, this is yours.” You grip his hand encouragingly. “We are happy to present this years best actor, with some incredible nominees including; Austin Butler for his role in Elvis”, a montage of the Elvis movie flashes on the large screen tv. “Brandon Fraser for his role in The Whale,” cheer erupts through the stadium, Brandon was special to a lot of people, no doubt he would win if Pedro didn’t. “Colin Farrell for his role in ‘The Banshees of Inisherin, and what an interesting movie that was.” You find yourself jittering, Pedro’s warmth leaving your hand as he straightens his jacket, a nervous twitch of his. “Last but not least, Pedro Pascal for his spectacular role of Joel Miller in The Last of Us game rendition.” Your eyes focus on the screen, your husband portraying Joel Miller, your hand running down his suit pant on his thigh. “I’m here baby, we got this.” You whisper, reassuring the anxiety both of you felt.

The room cheered for Pedro, your heart soars with pride as you cheer along. “Alright alright let’s get to it.” The crowd shushes, the rooms tension increased tenfold. The fumbling of the envelope could be heard through the microphone, the crackling of the paper as it opened and the two women looked at each other with a big smile on their face. “The winner for the 2023 Best Actor award is,” you’re on the edge of your seat and Pedro is still, anxiety clawing at him. “Pedro Pascal!” They exclaim in unison. Your jaw hits the floor, pride and excitement becoming too much, the whole room cheered for him, he was unmoving in his seat, in shock that he actually won. You pull his arm upward, a big grin on your face as he stands, you stand with him and you don’t miss the loving look in his eyes, he kisses you softly, laughing as he pulls away, moving toward the stage. You and your peers are clapping, your tears welling on your lash line threatened to ruin your perfectly applied make up. Pedro shakes Halle and Elizabeth’s hands, taking the Oscar in his hands and cradles it, as if it were made of glass. “I don’t even know what to say, I was certain I wouldn’t win so I haven’t prepared much of a speech.” The confession earned him a chuckle from the crowd, yourself included at his truth. “I just, want to thank my family, my mother for guiding me my sisters and nephews for their support. Everyone on my team and the guys at Naughty Dog for giving me this life-changing opportunity. I want to thank the other nominees, especially Brandon Frasier, your journey and story has touched us all and we love you man.” The room erupts in cheer, whistling clapping and yelling echo in agreement. “Lastly and most importantly, I want to thank my beautiful wife, for always believing in me, pushing me to be a better man. For loving me and for being selfless, for putting up with a lifestyle she knew nothing about. I want to thank her especially for making me a father to our beautiful daughter Eméile, and our beautiful son on the way!” Your cheeks are burning ferociously as the crowd gasps and turns to you, seeing you confirm the statement with your hands protectively grasping your stomach, a small bump that would’ve been otherwise noticeable, was now noticeable.

Past the point of caring about your make up, tears are falling down your cheeks, a sob choking you up as it gets stuck in your throat, you blow him a kiss as he finalises his speech with a repetition of his wedding vows. “Thank you for saving me, I wouldn’t be here without you cariño.” You were sobbing, clapping for your husband as your chest expands to make more room for your heart that is so full of love. He pulls you into a bear hug as he embraces you, his own tears of happiness falling on to your bare shoulder. The event coming to an end as they thank everyone for their presence. “With that ladies and gentlemen, we want to thank you all for joining us tonight. Please feel free to stick around for the after party to celebrate!”

Pedro pulls away from you, shaking the hands of his peers as they congratulate him, inviting him to party with them early into the morning, in which he declines. “No thank you, me and my beautiful wife are going to spend our time celebrating as a family, you all have a wonderful evening!”

“Dad you won! I knew you would! I’m so proud of you!” Your daughter Eméile exclaims excitedly as she sees the golden figure of his Oscar. She buries her face in his suit-clad chest and sighs. “You’re like, the coolest dad ever now. You know that right?” Pedro laughs and ruffles your daughters hair. “Uh I would hope so Em!” She smiles as she hugs you, gently approaching as she doesn’t want to hurt the baby, even if you assure her a hundred times it’s fine. “I’m so proud of you too ma.” You bite your lip to stop it’s wobble, “thank you baby. I’m proud of you too. I’m darn proud of us all!” You admit with a huff. “Why don’t we watch a movie with dinner and popcorn to wind down?” You and Em shoot each other a look and grin, Pedro raises an eyebrow at your scheming. “I vote ‘We can be Heroes’.” You snort as you purse your lips, “Agreed. Two votes babe you’re outnumbered.” You confirm with a smirk on your lips.

Pedro sighs, “alright, I’ll order takeout. Chinese?” There was no objection as you both murmur in agreement taking seat on the lounge.

“I don’t wanna hear a peep outta you two about how cringe this movie is.” You and Eméile both burst out laughing, “but dad it is kinda cringe.” Pedro sighs as he sits with the popcorn, the smell wafting into your nose as you salivating as your hand dives into the oversized bowl of steaming buttered popcorn as the credits roll in. “You’re 16, don’t you wanna watch like, Wednesday or something?” Em scoffs, “no, I wanna watch this,” she points to the tv and turns to her dad, “and since when did my age have anything to do with my interests?” You raise your eyebrows at Pedro and he gives you a look of confusion, shaking his head. “Teenagers are so confusing.” He mumbles to himself as you all settle into the couch, crunching on the popcorn simultaneously as you cuddle up to each other as you wait for your Chinese takeout to arrive.

What in the world did you ever feel nervous for? You think as you watch the movie on the screen, the effects making you laugh as you watch Pedro-Marcus fly through the sky on the tv screen.

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal x fem reader #Pedro pascal rpf #Pedro pascal fic #pedro pascal at the oscars #dad Pedro pascal #dad x Pedro

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fkyumerica · 8 months

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Jan 20, 2024, 6:01 PM

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mRzwab5b5lk oh what the fuck

‘Folded boy’ takes big step to standing up straight

dream street

then they whip them to stand up

the rock does

dont give them a tree

they live there

sand like area

and boats

their whore moms come bck

and mormons, amish, are it

amanda said jewish is who they marry next

or try and split up again

hey hey whats i nit let me go in that cinagog

this bitch was nice about marriages we talked to her

oh shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit

i havent had eyebrows in 25 years

i can sing the song again

https://www.youtube.com/shorts/qCjBfExJ17I its real

#respect

and a boat too with the racing motorcycle under it

the rock has wives he cant take from you

you cccant take from him

gooooooooooo

can you dig it guy had them after

break the chain its left there to not go on the other one

then they inbreed with an infant

again

running up and down was something young

any area

to hide where

and oh hide

gains weight

they wasted so much food but if it was whats outside

garbage

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qTCscdcoLuA this is one of the oldest ones that does it, if they went to school they wore a mask, mexicans

화문석 아주머니 시리즈📼 전편 46분 정주행 모아보기 #화문석아주머니┃Collection of Hwamunseok Lady Episodes #HwamunseokLady

constant plastic surgery

she is wearing a mask too

their facces are elongated and eyes out of their skulls

and tounge out

and hold the jaw up too

mouth completly open

jaw too

they burn her face to try and keep it together, and super glue her mask on, and denture glue

and shes mating with giant men again

never goes outside

woo'd at home

martha stewart crack head bitches

i get it all

age group

over the hill no

i work here

this woman might of been on the phone or not ear piece in the check out at meijers

louuud talking swaring

white, black family in masks, and mexican ones

faking a manger job at the store

before

fired came back

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=izcY3dQlB7Q this is how they get giant

Les pires métiers du monde | Documentaire complet

mate in the morning "farm" ape fuck standing up, fuck hunched over, then down on the ground like push ups fucking at night

morning noon afternoon night

they look like that too

need more super glue

and fake hands

legs

anything

paul mccartney laughs at the missing leg joke

Jan 20, 2024, 8:56 PM

puppies are coming

oh my god 10 litters

i just heard a bear

whats she gonna do scream

Sun 12:48 PM

eww gross a guy will put 4 in his ass to get a girl pregnant with a newborn, 'newborn baby is very hungry matsi status' video

memes from discord, a messed up black face guy who uses rubber tubes to smack himself back in the face for her to love him again she says she loves how he looks

huge dick and balls on infant video

the most dangerous prisons in the world investigations et enqudtes

retard women and men who look the same, same shirt

Sun 1:55 PM

put me in the show with twiggy

put another wedding in it

i dont even care

let me kidnap him

i put the whoa in shamoo

Sun 3:18 PM

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lfrMHLb2nX0 generations before adn after, they send them out in reverse order you will see this first

The Adventures Of Pinocchio: Donkey Transformation

they mated became a dad watched it come out with that face

and the one next to him is the generation before the generation before that

fake teeth donkey

and the thing on the left is still under the age of 1

stretch its bones out its your kids now-donkey

says it to the woman who mated with it

she has 94 in a cave

go run around i dont care

-the woman

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1w_8EEc0IXs if they dress them they stand up and sing and rape you

The scariest animated kids movie scene EVER

anyone

and pull infants in and out of his ass to rape them too

and dump them

in the donkeys ass

7inch dick shrunk on that infant

8 inch balls

or 12

breakfast

pancake platter pound it

stretch him

so she does it

then donkey stomps on him

i dont imagine my life without a donkey stomping on me

and listen to the rest of them

thats how he learned to talk

and group all the women teach em all

and losing 4 isnt bad

Sun 5:32 PM

at one the baies are midgets already

ahahahha

is favorite the heaviest or the one you picked up

daisy was number 6 hell hound

i got that guy to show me his bloodhound

haunted hill

it jumped down so cute

omg

a hill

im taking a break from homework

4 page paper, and again

a website wont work

for another paper

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Blio1DWg-h8 she was mating with it

9 Months and Counting...Samara's story continues ❤

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FF6ddrOMU2M where are they? in the garbage

MENGAPA NEGARA INDIA SANGAT KOTOR???

oh the laundry detergent

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5825CFm5K-8 they did it too with each other and the guy just says uhhh.... what?

Age Gap Love: She's 78; He's 39! | A True Story

pause

she wont talk

im so tired

did you stay up all night for the puppies?

does your wife watch them all night?

people were not allowed out of prison it was to be executed

cky2k is next door sawing pipes making flutes

speed balling so i get off track

from cops

or cops get off me

he is gay and wants them on him

dream street and korn and beastie boys and insurance

white

medallion

take it off and love me /slaps them/

they are in the back house fucking the whole time smoking it

across the street

gregs

Sun 7:28 PM

chris says she is retiring next year

and all you kids are killing us

she is like 63

i thought people retired at 75

it was that in the 90s

and the living age was shorter

these people were just spoiled i hated their generation

no i get it, now what

you get it, i had them attack you

now what, come again

then theyre midgets wtf a couple old women

and i kept her home now what, agnes had 5 adolph hitler husbands

and 18 of her

and my teacher? wtf

and elizabeth taylor right after was mommy dearest

she isnt me!!

after living in a area that isnt them they cant stop screaming it

and attacking

and hey get her to attack her everyone is your kid

all retards do it

beth and anne marie fuck those men and made 35 chris's for clayton

and again

gone with the wind

clayton

donkey

in the french movie

left it

im in it

eeyore

collect all their things for me

so they did

george

guys pay to not hear any rude messsages from their other wives

their dad said all of those women are their wives

the psss

noise they make

went with him

whats going on now

give me her the kid

and he fucks her

to be the big boy

some fortunatly wasnt picked

sports guys do it to guys

she was insane to go against the

now its like yea

who gives a fuh

not me now top it

they drank together for 88 years

and switch up from church, weird fuck

fake eyes both of them

i heard a wind chime noise

scream

them standing there with their mouth open their child marriage left them

ohh no scream

the girl

the guy shows his balls

the girlfriends show their tits after

one guy 5 girls

david lee roth retired there were 55 of them

gave the money to their dad for his buisness

and shot them

Sun 11:07 PM

our love is younggg it shines so brighttt dont let it vanishh in the night

barfff

done with homework now

Ba r f

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WRTtHaFk_UM come on mama come on mama come on mama come on mama

(근황 공개) 화상으로 얼굴과 손이 녹아버린 화문석 아주머니, 16년 후 근황을 전해드립니다┃We Met the Hwamunseok Lady After 16 Years

show the face

they all had plastic surgery

so did everyones mom

you fucked em once

bye

planet of the apes

same mask

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evansbby · 2 years

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hi bby hope you’re well🤍

what’re your thots on idk innocent, naive reader falling and hurting herself, like scraped her knees on gravel and how beefy, daddy ari would help her? would he be like degrading or comforting? or maybe both😏

“oh you dumb baby. don’t worry angel, daddy’s going to clean you up.” and he carries you into his house and looks after you, after he’s patched you all up you’re stuttering and nervous, thank him and go to leave but he catches your arm and cradles you in his lap “i’m not letting you out of my sight from now on little one, cant be hurting yourself if im always around to catch you.” IDK SOMETHING LIKE THAT LOL

Okay so I don’t think you understand just how obsessed I am with this. Like. I’m obsessed with this in an unholy way.

Just imagine beefy older DILF Ari moves to your neighbourhood, and he’s always watching you (he lives across the street). And one day, you’re babysitting your younger brother and playing catch with him when you fall over. Of course, Ari sees the whole thing….

Warnings: daddy Ari, dd/lg, dubcon, dumbification, naive reader

“Whoa, slow down there, honey. Are you okay?”

You gulp when you hear the voice of your hot older neighbour. Ari is looming above you, so tall and beefy and imposing, and you cringe at how much of a fool you look like. Sat on the pavement, your dress slightly torn and a noticeable scrape on your knee.

“S-Sorry, Mr Levinson. Didn’t mean to bother you or make so much noise. I just fell down.” You try not to look at the cut on your knee, feeling your lower lip wobble at the minor pain. You can’t help it — you’ve never been good with pain.

“Poor baby,” Ari coos, big hands rubbing up and down your bare arms, “You need to be more careful when you’re playing, honey. That looks like a nasty little cut you’ve got there.”

You blink up at him. Is it just you or is he speaking to you like you’re a little baby? And why is it that you don’t even find it creepy? Surely you should find it creepy?

“I — uh — I’m okay, Sir.” Suddenly, you feel shy. Up close, Ari is even more rugged and handsome. All the girls on the street have a huge crush on him. You always thought he was much too old and sophisticated for you, however.

“Nonsense. Poor baby, you look like you’re gonna cry.” Before you know what’s happening, Ari’s scooped you up in his arms and is carrying you towards his house. “Don’t worry, sweet baby. Daddy’s gonna take good care of you, get you feeling good again.”

You can’t seem to get any words out of your mouth — why is he taking you inside his house? Why is he speaking to you so condescendingly? Why did he just call himself daddy? Why are you not saying anything???

Ari sets you down on his kitchen counter, rummaging through his drawers before he pulls out a jar of medicine. You cry softly as he applies it to your cut, “H-Hurts!” You whimper.

“I know, baby. But you’re my brave little girl, aren’t you?”

You swallow, trying to ignore the warmth you feel in your chest when he babies you.

“You need to be more careful, honey. Cute, delicate little girl like you playing on the street like that? I won’t allow it next time.”

“Wh-What?”

Ari ignores you, instead holding up two different bandaids. One’s got a Hello Kitty pattern on it and the other has Snow White. You wrinkle your nose — Ari doesn’t have any kids, so why does he have those?

“Pick one, honey.”

It’s almost instinctual when you point to the Hello Kitty bandaid.

Ari patched you up and you’re just about to run off when he grabs you suddenly, pulling you up onto his knee and holding you close with a tight grip, “Honey, it’s not safe out there for little girls like you. You better stay inside with daddy. I’ll take care of you, baby. You’ll be safe with me.”

“But Mr. Levinson —”

“Call me daddy, honey. And don’t worry, I won’t let you out of my sight now, pretty baby. Daddy will keep you safe.”

Ari kisses your temple softly, and you can’t help the warm and tingly feeling you get from his touch, and the older man notices straight away.

“Oh you like it when daddy kisses you, don’t you baby?” Ari’s hand snakes it’s way down between your legs. “Tell me pretty baby, have you ever been kissed down there? It’ll make you feel all tingly and good, and you’ll forget all about the pain. What do you say, baby? Want daddy to help you out some more?”

#AHHHHH PLS #ari levinson #chris evans #ari drabble #buckyscase

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souljoon · 4 years

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Like a fool (pt.1)

pairing: teacher!jungkook x cafe owner!reader word count: 2k genre: fluff, smut, ex lovers au warnings: sexual content, slight dom!jungkook, sub!reader, unprotected sex (stay safe loves!)

synopsis: Everyone in the neighborhood knows you and Jungkook will inevitably end up in a wedlock despite the complicated status of your on-and-off relationship. While you want to keep a civil relationship with him, Jungkook learned not to care about labels long ago since the first time you two broke up. Whatever you’d say, he intends to keep his place in your heart taken for the rest of your life.

~~~

“Your beau is here,” Jimin prompted behind you.

Without turning in his direction, your attention to the carrot cake remaining glued to the carrot cake you were currently frosting about.

At this point, you wouldn’t even be surprised to see Jungkook on the opposite side of your bed in the morning. He seems to find it amusing to see you evidently pissed whenever he’s around. How couldn’t you? He not only takes over Jimin’s job but he often causes a scene with the customers in the cafe—which, to fuel more of your unspoken frustration, are students from the nearby community college.

You couldn’t admit how the attention he was getting from people of different gender identities still bothers you despite the mutual decision to call the engagement off. You understand your ex-fiance is a very attractive man. And his charisma could probably stir attraction from married women regardless of their age.

Over the course of six years of a complicated relationship with him, you two had already been in two break ups in college, citing his laid back self in college and your endless insecurities that urged you to try to get away from him, from the spell he had on you.

While you decided to pursue your dream to start your own cafe business post-graduation, Jungkook surprisingly landed on a teaching job in Jung-do High School which is also located in the same neighborhood two years ago.

Footsteps are, again, back in the kitchen. “He just wore an apron. So I’m guessing he’s here until the shop closes.” It was Jimin, informing you yet again as if it was part of his job to report Jungkook’s every move to you.

This time, you sweep a brief glance behind. “Don’t let the counter vacant, Chim.” You say, cleaning up the cake board as a finishing touch to your masterpiece.

“He took over the counter, _____. How am I supposed to make him go away when he’s our own human advertisement. He’s attracting more customers!”

With a glare darted to his direction, you suggest, “Then I guess I should replace you with him, instead?”

Jimin visibly sulked, not really wanting to argue with you—his boss. “Fine!”

Six months. That’s how long you’ve been single since. Sure he had you wrapped around his fingers back then. But you wanted to prove to him and to yourself that you can live without him. However, it’s too impossible to keep up with it when he freely deems himself welcome wherever you are, maintaining his act of indifference toward the real score between you.

Intending to place the cake in the display, you finally went out of the kitchen-- ironically, just in time to run into him. Jungkook being the shameless ex-boyfriend that he is, took the cake in your hands.

He was wearing a gym class outfit— a pair of black adidas sweatpants, and a plain, white shirt over a black hoodie. If only you were not trying to stay as far as possible away from him, you’ll probably tease him about his own dress code. He doesn’t look like he just got out of his class as the teacher. He looked like he just went out of bed before he came here.

“Aren’t you supposed to be home?” You ask from behind him.

“I’m bored,” he simply replied.

“What do you mean you’re bored? Haven’t you just got off work?”

He spun around, startling you when you came face to face with him. If you couldn’t properly see his entire face before, you do now much to your annoyance.

He sighs. “I did. Look, I’m just helping Jimin-hyung out here. I won’t bother you, I swear.”

“You don’t have to because you’re not my employee, Kook.”

“Well, I could use some part time if you’re hiring.” Jungkook shrugs.

Here we go, again.

Your eyes narrowed to which roused him to raise his hands up defensively.

“Jagiya—”

“Lovebirds,” Jimin suddenly interrupts.

“What?!” You both snapped back at Jimin’s direction.

“Whoa, tone it down— you two. Restroom is right there in case you need to release the sexual tension. It’s getting intense out here.” He jests, making a shooing motions with his hands.

Jungkook wasted no more time and took it as his cue to grab your wrist, dragging you with him as he navigated the way past the kitchen into the storage room.

A temporary relief washes through you when Jungkook brought you in this enclosed, rather safe space instead of the restroom. However, dread slowly consumes your whole being when you hear the familiar sound of the knob locking.

Jungkook pivoted back, facing you. “Let’s talk here.”

Your eyes lingered down where his hand maintained his grasp around your wrist. “Why? There’s nothing else to talk about.”

“For the umpteenth time, I saw the landlord across the street like he was waiting for someone,”

You look up, quirking up an eyebrow at his sudden shot of a subject relating to Seokjin. “What’s your point?”

“I don’t trust him.” He deduces, childishly.

“What do you want me to do, find another leasing property? This shouldn’t concern you in the first place. You never once heard anything from me about Joohyun.” You mentally cursed, unable to stop yourself from mentioning the name of the woman he was seen in a restaurant a week ago.

“What’s Joohyun got anything to do with this?”

You scoff. “You know what, I don’t need to answer that. We’re not together anymore so it’s none of my business.”

Jungkook seized your attempt to leave, latching onto your arm just in time. As he pulls you back, you were met with the subtle amusement plastered obnoxiously on his face.

“We’re not done here, baby. So... Joohyun, really? My colleague?” A laugh slips out of him, seemingly pleased. You, on the other hand, felt insulted on his take of your serious remark. Your blood started rising up. So the rumors aren’t true?

You jerked away. Well... tried to, because your hand stayed locked around his firm grip. “Let me go, I need to go back to the kitchen.”

You stepped back when he abruptly inched forward. You were puzzled for a second, but when your back touched the surface of the door, you knew you fell from his trap as he steadied himself with his palms pressed flat above your head. You turned your face away, avoiding his heated gaze. But the gesture only gave Jungkook a room to nestle his head on the exposed skin of your neck.

The moment you felt his warm lips touch your skin, you squeezed your eyes shut. “You’ve been pretty good at keeping a safe distance from me, baby. You have no idea how much I fucking miss you, missed keeping you all to myself like this.” He expresses in a thick, sultry tone.

You shake your head, knowing full well what he meant. “We c-cant, Jimin is--”

“--not here.” He finishes, pressing his lower body against yours and teasing your sweet spot with a gentle suck. The bulge on his mid-region was enough to make your panties wet instantaneously and your body heats up too quickly.

“Jungkook,” his name slips out of your mouth.

“Please tell me you’re still in birth control.” He desperately murmurs against your skin on the curve of your neck.

You frantically bobbed your head, lost at the hot trail of kisses he’s leaving on your skin.

With an eager pull of the strings on his nape and back, he rids the apron off of his front followed by a swift pull of his sweatpants with his boxers, just enough to release his hard member.

Your mouth instantaneously watered at the sight of the maddeningly pink head and aroused length, thick and hard just the way you remembered it the last time Jungkook fucked you. It happened in his car three months ago. You were too intoxicated then to control yourself from jumping up into his lap as he drove you back to your apartment. To keep your pride intact, you tried to steer clear from repeating the same mistake again. Not when you’re not officially back together.

Right now, you’re too sexually neglected to care about anything.

“I want you in my mouth,” you beg, not believing you sounded incredibly hasty than you actually have estimated.

He swats your hand off when he sensed your hand extending towards his crotch, “I’d love to fuck your mouth baby, but we don’t have that much time. I need to be inside your pussy,” You felt his palms scooping you up through your butt, sandwiching you between his body and the door. Your legs automatically weaving around his hips to steady yourself.

Then pushes your underwear aside, “This is probably the only reason why I love you wearing skirts. Easy access—fuck baby, so tight.” He barely sank his cock in, yet you could already feel the sting of your walls as they stretch around him.

Your hand flew to the back of head, eager to bury your fingers beneath his curly locks.

Just as you part your mouth to speak to encourage more his entrance, he suddenly propels his hips forward, pushing his dick to the hilt which roused a cry from you.

“Fucking tight! I’m gonna break you so much you won’t ever forget about me. You understand, darling?”

“Yes, yes, please fuck me!” You cried out, reeling from both the sting of your muscles caused by his forceful entrance, and the familiar warmth filling you full.

Without bothering to warm you up, he began a breathtaking pace despite his overwhelming intrusion. You didn’t mind, though. In fact, his thrusts were making your moans irrepressible and your thighs tremble in delight.

Jungkook places his head between the valleys of your covered mounds, not missing his faint grunts, lost in his own pleasure.

“You like that, huh? You like the idea of being fucked outside, baby girl? I’ve had enough this bullshit,” He growls with a series of rough jerk of his hips, forcing a cry of his name out of you.

“That’s right, moan my name. Just wait until I get you all alone tonight, I’ll make sure you won’t ever think of breaking up with me. Do you hear me?” He warns darkly, emphasizing the severity of his threat with a shove of his dick so deep his tip was heavenly kissing your precious spot from your insides.

“Oh god,” you lamented, deliriously.

You could already feel the building up in your abdomen just as fast as he started rocking into you. You’ve known him long enough for you to easily sense it was the same for him too, concealing his moans with his mouth latched onto your prickly skin.

“That’s right. Come for me!” he grunted in between powerful thrusts.

His command did the trick, sending your body forward as you exploded, your walls tighten around him with each snap of his hips against your pelvis. Soon enough, he jerked off his load inside you with a growl rumbling on his chest.

Grimace creases on your expression as he cautiously pulls his cock out, following his load combined with your juices gushing out of your pussy down to the insides of your thighs.

Barely recovered from the earth shattering orgasm you had for the first time in three months, you heard a series of banging coming from the other side of the door.

“You done, lovebirds?” Your eyes clenched shut in realization, quietly plotting the assassination of some guy named Jimin.

“Thanks for ruining the moment,” Jungkook retorts back. “Not a problem. You guys seriously need to get the fuck out, I ran out of beans in the jar and try not fuck each other here next time, yeah?”

Amused with the scene unfolding, Jungkook casually pushes your underwear back to its place, smoothening your skirt down as if nothing inappropriate had occurred here. He kisses the tip of your nose, before turning the knob of the door.

Couldn’t this get any more embarrassing?

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Thank you for reading and apologies for any spelling/ grammatical errors. I havent edited this yet. Part 2 will most likely be posted on Monday or Tuesday :)

#jungkook smut #jungkook fluff #jungkook fanfic #jungkook x reader #jungkook x you #jeon jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook #bts smut #bts fanfic #bts imagines

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i-may-be-stupit · 4 years

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Idk the horney got me, so here we are HAHAHAHA 18+ and kinda a bit of crack at times, ENJOY!!!!! Oh! And this is reletively gender neutral, babes!!

Your name is (Y/N) (L/N). And you've always been known as a good kid. That is until your father was murdered by a hero. He did a lot of dirty work, sure, but he did it for his family to survive. And when a hero took him down, everyone cheered. They never though about his family. Nor his place in the world. They saw him as dirt. The same way you started seeing heros.

To you, heros didn't care about the villians and didn't care whether they died or lived. They were savage beasts who needed to be taken down. You became a villian. You would assassinate hero after hero with the simple tittle of "Marrow." And that's when you met the League.

They had the same ideals as you and could help make your dream a reality.

You joined the League, but you were still you. You were a seemingly innocent flower that blossomed in any form of villainous mayhem.

Your quirk was known as simply bone manipulation. You could manipulate your bones however you pleased and you could even shoot them out like needles. But, you were at higher risk for osteoporosis.

Its been 6 months since then and you've made yourself at home with the LOV. Twice and Toga were your closest friends now, but Shigaraki just hits different.

You'd go out and have fun with your two close friends, and to be honest, you're pretty sure that you three had pulled every prank possible on Dabi. Kurogiri was like a dad to you now. He gave lots of great advice and made sure that you kept up with your online college classes in between villian duties.

But shigaraki was a whole other story.

I mean, he was usually crule and hateful towards everyone, but the League was his soft spot. He treats members like family. He cherishes them. Even if he doesn't say it. He almost always have been putting them first.

And it made you kind of...attracted to him.

Yeah, he was dryer than the Saharan Desert, and had a diet of strictly microwavable ramen and redbull, but he was actually a good guy. You caught yourself staring at him a few times per day and your crush on him was appearant to you as well as all the other members.

So here you were, staring in awe at Tomura as he and Dabi played against eachother in Mortal Kombat. (They'd fight at least once a day, so Kurogiri made up the idea of fighting in Mortal combat instead whenever they got fed up with eachother) You blushed, seeing Shigaraki so serious. Ugh, there's just something about him...

Toga walked into the room and sat down in the loveseat next to you. She smirked before loudly announcing, "Gee, (Y/N)! It looks like your boyfriend, Tomura, is winning!" You started choking her.

No, deadass.

You fucking wrapped your hands around her neck and violently shook her head back and forth like Bart and Homer Simpson. Toga just laughed and moaned, causing you to feel too violated to keep choking her. You let go and as you did, Shigaraki stood up and started making fun of Dabi for being a "Bitch ass loser."

You blushed deeply, eyes lidded while gazing at the crusty boy. All you could see was Shigaraki, hearts around him as he did his breathtaking victory dance in slow motion. His gorgeous, dehydrated body swayed and jiggled happily as he jumped a few times, white specs gently fluttered from his head. His dandruff glistening in the florescent lights, as you sighed, absolutely smitten. Dabi rolled his eyes at his boss before looking at you. He then smirked. This cant be good.

Dabi chuckled. "Oh okay, Shiggy, you beat me fair and square." Shigaraki looked at him suspiciously. "It's okay though." He smirked, "Because I'm sure that (Y/N) can give me a little pick-me-up!"

The white haired boy glarred at Dabi then at you. Dabi slyly slipped over to you and Toga. He grabbed you be your wrist and pulled you up to stand. You were too flustered out of your mind to even do anything. He wrapped both of his hands around your waist. "Isn't that right, baby?"

You laughed awkwardly, "Dabi, not to be rude or anything, but you seem like a heavy man and I don't know if I could manage carrying all of your body weight if I were to pick you up, I mean my bones are kinda brittle as they are and-"

He brought his face to yours and kissed your neck softly. "We're gonna have some fun tonight, right?" You fucking hit him with a suplex, a small crack being heard from your hip. God damn it, your fucking brittle ass bones! Everyone burst out in laughter (aside from Kurogiri who was facepalming). Dabi sat on the floor rubbing his head in pain. "Fuck, (Y/N)! It was a joke!"

You folded your arms and frowned. "Well don't joke around with me like that!" Heat rose to your cheeks, "Especially in front of T-Tomura..." You looked at your boss to see him still too busy laughing at Dabi getting backflipped. You smiled shyly, holding your cheeks and wiggling like the love sick shit you are. He's so dreamy~ oh my, is he coughing up blood from laughing too hard?

You looked in disgust for a moment before sighing loudly. Ugh, it's so sexy when he coughs up blood! Shigaraki looked at his hand before licking the blood back into his mouth like a fucking heathen-

Sorry.

Your fucking heathen.

Later that night, everyone was out and about, leaving you and Shigaraki alone. He was drinking a glass of rum and coke as you doodled in a little notebook. You looked up to see him staring at you already. You both quickly looked away. It's been rough lately, dealing with your crush on him.

And Tomura was catching on.

Well, kinda.

He thinks he's really ugly and unworthy of love, so he thinks you just stare at him because you're still taken back at how hideous (he believes) he is. He's been wearing Father on his face more often and been getting more easily upset at you. But, he was also confused because he was starting to like your fragile self.

He's scared that he'll break you with one tap of the finger. That's just how fragile you seem. Shigaraki smiled softly, staring deeply into his glass.

(Y/N) seems so fragile, but they're a god damn hurricane.

Shigaraki swirled his cup around, deep in thought. How can they fight so well when they seem so brittle? It's strange. It's unexpected... It's interesting. Your boss' cheeks turned a tint of pink. (Y/N) can pull off a suplex on Dabi. Their back bent so far... I wonder what (Y/N) looks like arching it for me... He looked over at your figure. You were awkwardly dangling your feet off the couch, seeming to be lost in thought. Tomura sighed and took another whisk of his drink. They're way too cute for me...

There's been a lot of awkward times with you two alone. And you could both feel the tension. Shigaraki left to his room with a small sigh. He hates basically everything. But you? He might just love you.

You two hung out a lot actually. You'd play videogames together and have small movie nights for the two of you. You vividly remembered cuddling up beside him one winter night. It was snowing and you two chatted while sitting on the floor making Smores in the fireplace.

But it got harder and harder to be around eachother when you both started liking eachother. It got...awkward. And the night that Tomura asked you if you wanted to watch a horror movie with you and got a concerned face from you was the night his heart broke. You just didn't want to accidentally grab him at a jumpscare and have him laugh at you for being a pussy. But he thought that you just didnt trust him.

You sighed, thinking about that shitty night, and walked to Shigaraki's room. You had to tell him about your feelings. You knocked softly and was allowed to enter. Shigaraki was sitting in bed, wide awake, just sitting there, staring at the wall in front of him in thought.

You sat awkwardly on his bed in a tense silence for a good minute as the man just stared awkwardly at you through the hand on his face. Shigaraki sighed when he noticed you werent going to say anything, and he set Father down on his nightstand.

"(Y/N), I feel uncomfortable with you staring at me all the time." Heat rushed to your cheeks and you stared harder at the ground. "I get that I'm ugly, but you should know how rude it is to stare-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" You glarred at him, anger boiling up. "The fuck did you just call yourself?!"

He glarred right back at you. "I said I was ugly, did I stutter?"

Yeah. Youre choosing to ignore that attitude. "Tomura, you're not ugly."

He rolled his eyes. "There is literally no other reason for you to be staring at me that much, mutt."

You folded your arms with a frown. "I think you're handsome."

He laughed.

He laughed hard as hell.

For a good 3 minutes straight.

"Oh thats a good one, (Y/N)! You know, I'm actually enjoying you-"

"I'm serious!" You poked his chest hard while getting closer to his face, your eyebrows furrowed in annoyance. "I think you have pretty eyes!" You poked him again, "You have a pretty face!" You poked him one last time, "And you're an amazing leader!" Shigaraki went silent with a blush and so did you. You twittled your fingers together, looking away timidly. "I-uh... I think I l-like you, actually."

Tomura chuckled breathlessly with concern for your mental health, eyes darting around uncomfortably. "Are you being...serious...?"

"Mm-hm..."

"Oh....okay." He awkwardly looked away from you with a small blush. Hes never had anyone like him romantically. Actually, not a lot of people even like him generally. And it made it extra weird with you being so damn cute and funny to him.

You layed down on his bed, anxiety rushing through you. It was weird to tell your boss that you liked him. I mean, its probably gonna be awkward between you two forever! Tomura layed down next to you. His hands overlapping eachother on his chest. You looked over to him with a small awkward smile. "So-uh... do you like me back...?"

Tomura frowned. "Are you fucking dumb??" You winced and he just rolled his eyes. "It would be impossible to not fall in love with you." A small chuckle left your lips as he softly started playing in your (h/t) hair.

You frowned. "Did I say you could touch my hair?"

He rolled his eyes before lifting you up to straddle him. Heat rushed to your cheeks. And you pushed his chest away as your (e/c) eyes darted away. "T-Tomura, what are y-you doing?" You were speechless and flustered. And it wasn't helping that his hands were laying on your waist (pinkies up of course).

Tomura chuckled with a mischevious look in his eyes. He slowly moved his hands up and down your sides. "Let me play with your hair...and as a reward..." He kissed you softly on your lips. "I'll make you feel things you've never felt before...." He licked your ear and you thanked the Lord for that because it just made his mouth a lil less crusty. "Deal?" His breath tickled your ears and your breathing turned into aroused, airy breaths.

"Deal..." Shigaraki smirked before kissing you roughly, his hand engulfed in your (h/t) hair, leaving his middle finger up of course. As his tongue darted around your mouth, he pulled your hair harder, causing a wince of pain from you. His lips left yours quickly.

"Am I being too rough?"

You smiled softly at him. He cares! "Oh, just a little."

Shigaraki grinned before pulling your hair even harder. "You'll get used to that." Your eyes widened in fear and pain as he threw you onto the bed roughly. He kissed you harder, and forced your thighs open with both of his hands, pinkies up.

He laughed with arousal, pressing his clothed member against you. You sighed as he grinded against your bottoms while tongue kissing you. His hands left your thighs and brought themselves to your body. He sucked, kissed, and bit all over your neck and his indexes and thumbs twirled and pulled at your nipples under your shirt.

"Ah-!" You moaned loudly as the man sucked at your soft spot. "T-Tomura!" A small gasp left your lips and his connected to your skin. Mumbled moans came from you, your hand over your mouth. Tomura glarred the second he heard a moan muffled. "H-Hey!" He had grabbed your hand from over your mouth and tightly gripped it with four fingers, pressing it against the headboard.

He grinned widely out of nowhere, "You really thought you could get away with hiding those beautiful sounds from me?" He sat up, unbuckling his jeans. His eyes went cold as he took off his pants and boxer briefs. "I'm gonna have to get some type of...hm, whats the word?" He looked away in though before smiling and snapping his fingers, "Compensation! Yeah...and I know just what I want from you." Shigaraki push you off of the bed roughly. You fell to the floor and rubbed your arm. He sat on the king-sized in front of you with his cock in his hand. "Suck."

You frowned at him. Did he really have to push you off like that? You got on your knees between his thighs and took a good look at it.

Fuck, he's hung...

You covered your mouth with a huge blush. Where the hell did that come from?! He was a good nine inches and quite thick. You frowned at him and pointed at his cock. "The fuck am I supposed to do with this?" He frowned.

Shigaraki didnt say another word. He just grabbed you by the hair and placed it against your lips. You frowned before licking the tip softly, making him laugh breathlessly. "Fuck..." You sucked on his tip and his hand tightened around your hair, pulling a bit. He looked down at you, smirking while absolutely flustered. "Ugh, your little mouth was made for my fat cock, wasn't it, (Y/N)?" He chuckled and pressed your head forward, forcing a bit more of him inside of you. Shigaraki panted as you bobbed your head back and forth on him. "Youre such a fucking slut..." His cheeks was tinted pink as he stared down at you. Tomura started bobbing your head back and forth on him. He laughed as you gagged on him. "What? Is it too big?" Your face went even hotter. How can he be so fucking conceited yet self conscious?! The white hair boy held your face and was practically thrusting into your mouth at this point. He threw his head back and groaned as cum filled your mouth. "Fuck, (Y/N), you're good at that." He watched you like prey as you thumbed the white substance dripping down your chin. You licked your thumb and he chuckled. "How does it taste?"

You smirked at him minscheviously while getting back on the bed. You took off your bottoms and short then spread your legs. "It tastes good enough to deserve a tip, right?" Shigaraki licked his lips as he crawled in between your thighs.

He rubbed you, playing with your slit. "Did sucking me off really get you this turned on?" You flushed and covered your eyes with your forearm. Tomura smirked mischievously as he licked at you. You moaned quietly, his tongue swirling around and his finger going in and out of your hole.

He stuck his ringerfinger in and you squeaked in pleasure. "Mmm... Tomura, I-just like that..." He sucked and licked, getting more sloppy as his fingers pumped in and out of you. He pumoed faster and faster and your small groans turned into loud moaning as you orgasmed. "Fuck Tomura! Ah-!" You came in his mouth, immediately apologizing. Shigaraki just licked his now soaked fingers and you just stared at him, blushing hard as hell. You smiled softly. "H-How do I taste?"

His red eyes prowled your body as he got on top of you. Your cheeks got hotter when he strattled you. You sighed as he rubbed his manhood against you. Small, flustered moans escaped your lips at his teasing. "You taste like you were missing something." His warm breath tickled your ear, "But I'll fix that right up for you."

Tomura slowly entered you. He groaned out your name in ecstasy. You were a bit uncomfortable at first at his thickness. "W-wait, dont move yet..." You breathed in and out slowly, feeling yourself adjust to him. A groan left your lips, "O-okay..."

Tomura grinded against you, kissing your neck as your hands fiddled with his hair. He started off slow, savoring the feeling of you. He sighed into your collarbone. "God, (Y/N), you're so tight..." He cursed underneath his breath, fucking you a bit faster.

Tears pricked at your eyes. This was almost too much for you. Youve always fantasized about being with Shigaraki and now that it was happening, it felt almost too good to be true. He grinded into you deeper, filling you up fully as his hand held both of tour wrists above your head. The bed rocked as he started thrusting into you faster and deeper. "T-Tomura, you feel so good inside of me!" He groaned louder and you couldn't help but become flustered at all of his noises.

He fucked you even faster and harder. "Fuck, youre mine now, okay?" You nodded and moaned louder at him. "Oh fuck!" His white hair bounced as he pulled out and flipped you over. You were on your forearms and knees, begging for him to keep fucking you good as he thrusted in and out, his hand pulling at your hair as the other gave the occasional spank on your ass. Tomura's thrusts became sloppy as you reached your peak. You both moaned loudly, his cum pouring from inside of you. Shigaraki pulled out and immediately collapsed next to you.

You panted as his arms wrapped themselves around you. You smiled at him. "That was good, right?" He chuckled and kissed your lips.

"The best."

You two spooned as Kurogiri had an extra glass of wine, in utter disgust at when he was forced to hear.

#fanfic #mha x y/n #bnha shigaraki #shigaraki x you #tomura x you #x reader #bnha smut #shigaraki x reader #x fem!reader #x male reader #gender neutral reader

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aliendes · 4 years

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Natural Borns - Chapter One

dystopian!au / futuristic!au

AUTHOR NOTE: here it is! Chapter one of Natural Borns. If you haven’t already, please read the prologue, or else this wont make the most sense. The prologue gives some backstory about the universe that you need to fully enjoy the story. Thank you for all the love on the prologue, it pushed me to want to put this out early. If you enjoy this series, please follow and reblog so it can reach more eyes. Feel free to send me an ask! I would love to answer any questions, because I’m sure I’m inevitably going to leave some things unanswered (this is my first time writing a series, after all). Enjoy! xx Des

Series info/genre: Angst, fluff, (possible) smut NSFW due to darker themes Pairings: ot7 x fem reader (eventual) Warnings: this series will have different trigger warnings listed for each chapter (if there are any), but as a whole, this series will include violence, mentions of depression & other mental illnesses, cursing, abuse, drugs/alcohol, some shitty medical descriptions because i am NOT a doctor, self-esteem issues, fluff, and possible smut in future chapters (but that’s undecided). i will add more warnings/tags in the future if there are any. Description: In the year 2613, over half of the world’s population are what scientists consider ‘designer babies’. YN is a small town girl who is a true natural born, someone born naturally without he help of a lab or gene splicing. Her DNA is greatly sought after, but what is she willing to do to protect it? Word count: 3.6k

It was early. Too early for you to be awake. As you rolled over in your bed, taking your poofy duvet cover with you, you noticed that it was barely dawn. Your curtains were drawn, how you always left them - liking to wake up with the sun, and you couldn’t even see said sun on the horizon yet. You could make out a pink line that melted perfectly with the purple and blues of the night sky. After admiring the beauty of it for a moment, you rolled back over with a huff.

You’re already awake, might as well get out of bed.

You lived on a peach farm, or orchard, that your family owned and had chores and duties to fulfill around the house and land. The orchard was on about ten acres, small for a farm, but big enough to get the job done. Your father sells the peaches you harvest to local grocers and restaurants and sells the rest at your mother’s stall at the farmer’s market in town. Your mom grows flowers in her garden on the property and makes beautiful arrangements for locals. She just recently made the arrangements for the wedding of one of your old classmates. You helped out where you could with harvests, taking care of the animals your family cared for, and working the market on weekends. It wasn’t a luxurious life by any means, but you were happy. You definitely couldn’t complain, not when most natural borns had way less than you. You were fortunate, really, and content living this small town life.

You swung your legs over the edge of your bed and stretched your arms up high, letting out a big yawn. Your pajamas were all bunched up and uncomfortable on your legs as you scooted closer to the edge of your bed, expecting your toes to meet the cool wood of the floor. Instead, you were met with something warm and fuzzy and a loud meow that sounded through your room, making you jump.

“Ai- sorry Mochi,” you grumbled, watching the cat scurry across the floor. You smiled and shook your head at the cat, who was now giving you a death glare from next to your bedroom door. You slowly stood up, rubbing the sleep from your eyes and opened the door to let the devil cat out. He quickly took advantage of the open door and ran down the stairs as fast as he could. You watched him for a moment before making your way to your bathroom down the hall.

Closing and locking the door behind you, you started your morning routine of brushing your teeth and hair and washing your face. Once you turned the faucet off, you rubbed a clean white towel over your face, pulling it down slowly as you peeked over it at the mirror. You looked tired, small bags beginning to form under your eyes, skin darkening slightly from being out in the sun, maybe even a little sunburnt from working at the market yesterday. Still starting at your reflection, you hang your towel up on the rack with a sigh, turning to get dressed for the day.

Your normal work day attire consists of jeans and a t-shirt. It was June, just starting to get unbearably hot in Korea, so you opted for some looser linen pants and a light shirt. You didn’t have a whole lot to do today other than feed animals, clean the chicken coop, and help mom out with some arrangements. You wouldn’t be harvesting the peach trees until late July or early August at the rate they were growing currently, though you did still need to monitor them and make sure they remained healthy before harvest season.

By the time you were ready for the day, the sun was just barely coming up and the smell of coffee beans entered your nose. Mom must be up, you thought to yourself. You smiled and made your way down the stairs, grabbing onto the bottom of the banister and swinging yourself around it, an old habit of yours from all the way back in elementary school. You were still a kid at heart, even at the age of 23.

“Good morning Pearl!” your mother called from the kitchen. Pearl was the nickname your parents have called you since you could walk. Natural pearls are extremely rare, almost never occurring in nature. You were also a rare breed, a true natural born, hard to find like a pearl, hence the nickname.

“Morning mama,” you said, walking up to her and giving her a side hug, “watcha makin’?” You asked with a teasing lilt to your voice. Your mom was a tad shorter than you and you liked to take advantage of that, leaning your elbow on her shoulder as you watched her stir the pan in front of her.

“Steamed eggs and rice, now go get your father, would you? We have to start on these arrangements soon, Mrs. Lee needs 25 of them by tomorrow afternoon.”

You gave your mom a nod and made your way back up the stairs, hopping over Mochi who was now taking up residence on the second step. “You’re gonna get stepped on your curious cat,” you said under your breath. Mochi just watched on as you took two stairs at a time.

Before you could reach the top of the stairs, you nearly stumbled straight into your father who had just come around the corner. “Who-whoa,” he laughed out as you grabbed onto the railing to stop yourself from smacking into him.

“Mom needs you!” You yelped out, passing your dad on the stairs and running into your room to grab your phone from your nightstand. You could hear your dad chuckling as he walked down the stairs. As you picked up your phone, you noticed you had a new message in your group chat you had with your two best friends, well, your only friends, you supposed.

From Mina [11:13 pm]: pearl!!!

From Mina [11:13 pm]: pearl are u awake?

From Woo [11:15 pm]: why are you awake min?

From Mina [11:17 pm]: cant sleep, pearl, u up!?

From Woo [11:23 pm]: I’m gonna guess not

From Mina [11:25 pm]: ugh dfghjk

You giggled at your screen for a moment before typing back a response.

You [6:37 am]: sorry guys, i went to bed early last night what’s up min?

You pocketed your phone, definitely not expecting a response at this ungodly hour, and headed back downstairs. On your short walk, you thought to your two friends, Mina and Wooyoung, who you befriended in middle school. Well, actually Mina befriended you and Wooyoung in seventh grade because you were both outcasts that didn’t talk to anyone. Ever the martyr, she brought your little group together and you’ve been thick as thieves ever since. You don’t see them as much as you’d like nowadays, as they both attended the small community college in your town. You never really liked school, never excelled at anything, and were always a homebody. College just didn’t sound fun to you, especially if people there were anything like at your highschool. Highschool hadn’t been kind to you. You were labeled ‘half-breed’ and ‘mutant’ by a group of girls who wanted nothing more than to see you suffer because of your looks. Boys would flirt with you, leave you love notes, and even try to harass you in the halls, but never because they actually took an interest in you. The one time you went to a party with Mina, you had been cornered in some guy's barn by one of the popular boys who was trying to get in your pants. This just made the popular girls even more angry with you and would jump through hoops to make your life hell while at school. All of those experiences taught you one thing: most people can’t be trusted. Some might say you have trust issues (Mina) while others will try to get you to come out of your shell a bit more (Woo and your mom), but in the end, you’re comfortable with your two best friends and your parents. You never asked for more because you simply didn’t need it.

Most, if not all, families these days only had one child, so you nor your friends ever knew what it was like to have siblings. Even your parents were only children, so no aunts, uncles, or cousins to call an extended family. This was normal, though, because a law was put in place in 2505 banning families from having more than one child to help with population control. If a family broke this law, they were fined excessive amounts of money. The law was easy to enforce with parents of lab born children, since their child had to be entered into a national database, meaning no company would work with them again to avoid hefty fines, or possibly being put out of business. It was a little harder to enforce with natural born families. The law was definitely one sided, aimed to force more and more natural borns into poverty.

You were snapped out of your daydream as you entered your kitchen, taking in the sight of your dad sitting at the dining table reading something on his tablet and your mom making a grocery list. You smiled softly, rounding the table and taking your usual seat next to your mother. “Thanks for breakfast, mom,” you said kindly, leaning over to give her a kiss on the cheek.

“Of course, Pearl. Now eat up, we need to get going soon if-” your mother was cut off by the sudden shriek of the doorbell, which caused you to jump what had to be 5 feet in the air. Who was ringing your doorbell at - you took your phone out - 6:44 in the morning?

Your father had the same perplexed look that you must’ve worn, getting up out of his chair and heading towards the front room of the house. You shared a puzzled look with your mom who just shrugged her shoulders and went back to her list, blowing on a piece of hot egg in her spoon.

As you started to fiddle with your own spoon, you tried to strain to hear the conversation happening in the other room. You could hear hushed murmurs that sounded rushed, almost angry. You squint your eyes in confusion. It sounded like your dad was mad. He never gets mad. Who could be at the front door? Slowly, you rise from your seat to go investigate, your mother paying you no mind.

As you round the corner of the kitchen, your father comes into view holding the front door at a 90 degree angle from the wall, effectively blocking your vision of the man on the other side. Your dad’s profile told you what you needed to know, though. He was visibly angry, apples of his cheeks reddening. He was still speaking in a hushed tone, though you could tell it was tense.

Slowly, you walked over to your father, peeking around the front door. If your dad noticed your presence, he didn’t mention it. Standing on your front porch was a man, shorter than your father, with dark hair and round glasses perched on his nose. He was obviously a natural born, as he didn’t have any of the perfect or striking features you were used to seeing on business men such as himself. He didn’t look intimidating in the least, but you could almost see the steam rolling out of your dad’s ears. As soon as the man caught sight of you, a bright grin took over his face.

“Ah, you must be YN,” he starts, taking a step forward and reaching out his hand, “it’s so nice to finally meet you.”

You were confused by his words, taking a step back to match his. You didn’t know this man and you definitely didn’t want to shake his hand. Did he say finally meet you? What is that supposed to mean?

“You need to leave,” your father started, causing the shorter man’s attention to fall back on him, “now.” Your dad left no room for discussion, effectively ending the conversation.

The mysterious man nodded once, looking back at you. “We’ll be in touch,” were his final words before turning on his heel and walking back towards a sleek, black car at the end of your drive. Before you could take in any more details of the car, your father was closing the front door. He breathed out a heavy sigh and placed a hand on your bicep, gently leading you back to the kitchen.

Your mom looked up from her, now nearly finished, breakfast. “Who was it, sweetie?”

Your dad sat back in his chair, leaving you standing, confused, in the middle of your kitchen. “Yeah, dad. Who was that?” You asked, genuinely concerned about the stranger.

Your dad let out another sigh before turning to look up at you, “Just another company. You know how they are, Pearl. Persistent, but they’ll back off eventually once they realize we aren’t interested.”

You slowly nodded in understanding. These designer baby companies have been coming to ‘scout’ you since you were in elementary school. They would come to your home, or even your school, and try to talk to you about selling your DNA and how it would be beneficial to your family, maybe even bring them out of poverty, make them rich. When you were a child, the offer was enticing, and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t a little curious even now. But you knew where you stood on the subject. You didn’t want to sell your DNA. You didn’t want anything to do with these big companies that were making natural borns poor while getting rich in the process. But you remembered something, “Dad, what did he mean by finally meeting me?”

Your dad has his back turned to you again, starting to eat his breakfast. You could see him visibly stiffen at your question before quickly relaxing again. Your mother seemed to notice this too, sending a worried glance at him, to which you couldn’t see his response. Without turning to look at you, he mumbled, “That was Hyunwoo, a former classmate of mine.”

So you were right in your assumption about Hyunwoo being a natural born. You know your dad hadn’t gone to college, and his family lived in this very house while he was growing up. That means Hyunwoo must be from the same town as you. Most people living here were living in poverty, so why did he look like a million bucks? No one from this town could afford a car like that either. Before you could get too lost in your thoughts, your father was speaking again, “He works for a pretty well known company in Seoul. He’s been interested in you since you were a little kid.” The thought alone was enough to make you feel nauseous. You didn’t even know this man, yet he’s known about you practically all your life. Apparently he’s been seeking you out for a while too, if your assumptions are correct.

“Why was he here?” You voiced your thoughts aloud.

Your father set his spoon down on his dish before turning his entire body in his chair to face you. “It’s nothing Pearl,” he started, firm but gentle, “You know these companies never leave us alone. His is no different. They’ll get the message sooner or later.” There was a finality in his tone, making it known there was no room for discussion on the matter. With a nod of his head he stood up from his seat, gathering his dishes, and deposited them into the sink. “I’ll be out in the orchards if you need me.”

You nodded before sitting down at the table and picking at your food.

“Don’t worry, dear,” your mother said as she, too, stood up with her dishes, “this type of thing happens all the time.”

Even though you trusted your parents, and they were right - it did happen fairly often, something about Hyunwoo seemed different. The way he looked at you and spoke the words ‘finally meet you’, made the hair on the back of your neck stand up. Even your mom and dad seemed nervous when his name was spoken at the kitchen table. But you trusted your parents. Right?

In the early afternoon, you had just finished your chores of feeding the chickens and cats, and you were wandering around the orchard. Your dad had retired to the shed on the far north corner of the property. He liked to spend a lot of time in there, tinkering with old appliances. You and your mother had finished the arrangements for Mrs. Lee earlier and now she was at the market fulfilling the list she made earlier.

You didn’t really have anything that needed to get done right away. You know you should probably go check on the flowers in your mom’s garden, make sure they don’t need to be watered again, but it’s been a while since you’ve walked through the orchard without the responsibility of the trees looming over you. Your father cleaned up the trees earlier, made sure drip lines were intact and checked over the farm, so you decided to indulge in your favorite pass time.

You walked away from the chicken coop towards the edge of the orchard. It was truly one of your favorite places in the whole world - not that you’ve seen much of it, but still - and you could spend hours getting lost among the beautifully colored canopy of peach blossoms.

When you reached the edge of the orchard, you leaned your hand against the cool oak colored bark of one of the trees, and toed off your shoes, leaving them in the dirt. The trees were just starting to blossom with pretty pink and white flowers among the green and almost yellowish leaves. Only about another month before harvest, you thought idly to yourself.

As you walked through the trees, you relished in the feeling of the cool dirt beneath your feet, squishing between your toes with each step. The air outside was hot and humid, but the earth was cool under the shade of the trees. With each trunk you passed, you let your hand ghost over the rough bark, memorizing the feeling of it. You looked up at the leaves, slowly moving in the slight breeze today. Your family's farm was small, only about 10 acres, so the trees weren’t so dense you couldn’t see the sky above or would be completely hidden from view while walking through them. If your dad were to come out of his shed, you probably would’ve been able to see him from here, though it was a good distance away.

As you got closer to the center of the trees you found a nice trunk to sit down against and pulled your phone from your pocket, checking your group chat with your friends.

From Mina [2:05 pm]: pearl pearl pearl

From Mina [2:06 pm]: where are u

You rolled your eyes at your best friend's antics before typing out your reply.

From you [2:36 pm]: walking through the trees, what’s up?

Almost immediately you were looking at a response.

From Mina [2:37 pm]: there was some guy here on campus today

From Mina [2:38 pm]: a girl from my econ class said he was looking for you

From Mina [2:39 pm]: said he looked like he didn’t belong here, i’m assuming it’s some company but i wanted to let u know

Your heart dropped into your stomach at this new knowledge. It wasn’t incredibly strange for someone to be looking for you at the college. Most residents of the town attended the college at some point or another, what with it being free to attend because of a bill passed decades ago by natural born activists fighting for education for those living in poverty. But something about this felt wrong.

Before you could respond to Mina to ease the worries you were sure she felt, you heard what sounded like a twig snapping somewhere behind you. Already on edge from the text messages, you quickly stood up, turning almost completely around in your spot. Your eyes focused on the spot where you thought you heard the noise come from, only to be met with nothing. Despite knowing you heard something, part of you wondered if it was all in your head, the events of the day messing with you.

In the distance, you could see that your family’s truck was still missing from the drive, meaning your mom was still out shopping. Quickly, you glanced at your father’s shed - the doors were still shut tightly. Momentarily you wondered if he would be able to hear you if you screamed. Shaking the thought from your mind, you turned back around to face the tree. Out of the corner of your eye, you caught movement from behind a trunk a few yards in front of where you stood.

“Who’s there?!” you half yelled, fear starting to creep up your spine. You definitely weren’t one to fight, much more comfortable running from your problems and confrontation. You wished Mina was here, she would be brave enough to move forward, to protect herself from danger. You slowly started walking backwards, not taking your eyes off the trunk where you believed someone to be hiding. You wanted to turn and run, but didn’t want to risk whoever it was behind that tree attacking you from the back. As you continued to take cautious steps, your back collided with something firm, yet not hard enough to be a tree trunk. This was softer, warmer. Human.

To be continued....

AUTHOR NOTE: Sooooo, who do you think YN ran into?! Who do you think will make an appearance next chapter? ;)

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ydolanssss · 4 years

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A hood love story: G.D

Warnings: violence, sexual innuendos, a lot of cursing.

Pairing: Grayson Dolan X female reader.

Summary: bottom line is... remember where tf you came from.

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Friday night lights.....most basic ass idea for a football game.

Just a whole shit-ton of rich ass white kids, acting like they hard when in actuality they have no awareness of anything outside of thier little gated community.

They weren't aware of the situation Grayson was in.

They either villainize him and where he's from, Or they romanticize where he's from. Either way they never talk to him.

They talk to ethan though, because unlike his brother he decided to just forget who he was and where he came from...that including his brother.

But you didn't think like them, you didn't treat people differently because of where they come from, or where they live. So you became friends with gray, best friends, and y'all were together all the time.

"hey gray you tryna go to the game today? You asked leaning on the locker next to his.

"there's a game?"

"yea against the cougars, you wanna go?"

"....mmm" gray never really went to any school event because well...he was kind of a loner, you didn't blame him tho.

"pleeeeeaaaseee, gray can we?" You asked with pleading eyes, and a quivering pouty lip.

"...fine"

"YESSIRRR, let's goo" you shouted, and skipped to class.

You went through the next couple of classes pretty quickly, went home, did some homework and waited for Grayson to come over.

"when you coming over hoe"

"I'm already outside, come on"

You run outside lock the door, hop in the car and head back to the school. The game had already started, but no one had scored yet. You and gray sit on the bleachers, and eat some popcorn.

"who you think finna win?" Gray said shoving food in his mouth. "I don't know, but prolly not our school, they haven't won a game in like...ever."

"true true" gray nodding in agreement untill his phone starts ringing. "Ayo hold up I gotta take this."

"hmm oh okay, I'll stay here" reassuring him. He walks to the back of the bleachers, "yo, wassup?"

*Anonymous* "Ayo when I see you, you getting lit tf up".

"Whoa, what? Who is this?" Gray asked confused as too who was tryna kill him.

"you know who this is lil bruh, it's daymen, oscars brother. You stole some shit from him the other day, and gave it to ya lil rich ass friends."

"what? Rich ass friends? Ion got no rich ass friends."

"okay okay, so you gon lie to me now huh?, Alright look, bring my lil brother his money or you getting lit tf up, and I take ya lil bitch for myself. You know the fine one, wit the braids."

"Don't you fuckin touch her."

Meanwhile you on the bleachers

"bitch what the fuck are you talking about?" Looking at claire and her lil posse.

"you know what I'm talking about, how long you been fucking my boyfriend."

"claire....who's your boyfriend?" You ask genuinely curious, because you do not keep tabs on miss bam-ba-lam-my-cars-a-hundred-grand.

"Grayson is duh." Because apperently that was common knowledge.

"g-grayson, Grayson Dolan the brother of Ethan Dolan, correct, just to make sure, Grayson with a "a" and a "o" not a I or a E. That Grayson?" Ya know...just to be clear.

"yes that Grayson, god are you dense?!"

"Oh no ma'am very much I am not, because the only grayson i know, don't fuck with bitches like you. Oh hell no, cuz yall don't fuck with people like him. And out of the mother fucking blue, he's your man, sweet-pea, i-is that what you telling me?" Because miss ma'am got you fucked alllll the way up.

"oh really how are you gonna tell me who I'm dating, I had sex with and who stole weed for me?" You pause....

"bruh what? Ugh now I know you tripping because Grayson don't fucking smo-"

"Aye, come on! Games boring anyway." Grayson yells from the bottom of the bleachers.

"alrighty well, miss. Thing I don't know what to tell you. Gods speed finding your Grayson because mine don't smoke." You picked up your things and walked with gray back to the car.

"hey what was the call about?" You asked

"huh? Oh it's was just my mom asking how long we were gonna stay at the game, I told her for the next hour so we could go do something else." He said.

You notice he kept looking around a lot, like he's was paranoid, waiting for something to happen.

"gray you good? You keep looking around, what's wrong?" You out ur hand on his shoulder concerned.

"huh?! Ohh nothing nothing let's go, come on"

He drags you to the car, and open the door for you, and he gets in the driver's side and drives off.

"ok I guess, um whatcha wanna do, wanna go to the park, or that on abandoned house that has a perfect view of the sunset, or ice cream, or ice cream and sunset. You looked at him, lip pouting head turn to the side, waiting for answer.

"uhh...ice cream only I wanna get you home okay?" He sighs, hands gripping the wheel tight as hell.

"umm what no I don't wan-"

"No! I have to get you home. I just, I just do, okay? Please I'm sorry for yelling come here." As you two pull in to the ice cream parlor's parking lot.

You lean in and he kisses you on your forehead, " I just need to be safe okay, it's late I don't want you out at night okay?"

"what? What do you mean I'm with you?"

He walks to your side of the car to open the door, "I know but....you cant be around me now at night at least it's not safe." After you get out he walks to the counter and tells you the get a table, you stand puzzled for a bit but you go anyway.

when he gets back with two oreo milkshakes, you ask him, "gray wait why isn't it safe? Why can't I be around you? What going on?." You ask frantic, worried your friend is in some sort of trouble.

"just because you can't don't- who is that?"

He asks leaned down a little.

"who is who? You turn around, and see a car speeding towards you both." Gray grabs your arm and pulls you down.

"GET DOWN! GO RUN BACK TO THE CAR!"

You do, you get to the car get inside and lean down, then you hear gun shots fire.

*bow bow bow bow*

The car skids off and everything is quiet, you look up and you see Grayson laid out on the ground. "oh my god...".

You get out hesitantly walking towards his body, "g-gray...baby, please oh God please no, god don't tell me he's gone" tears streaming down your face, you can't bare to walk any closer, and you drop to your knees and sob.

"no..please not my best friend." As the smoke clears you say this, the sun is setting in the background, it's a somber feeling somehow you feel safe and sad at the same time, while in that same moment your best friend, very much could be breathing his last breaths.

Then, like the miracle baby he is, Grayson wakes up, with a hell of pain in his shoulder. "Wha-? Ohh fuck my shoulder, holy shit, wait where's? Hey, hey, pretty girl why you crying?" He asks litterally sitting up looking at you holding his shoulder.

You stop crying, eyes shoot open. "Wha- GRAY!!" you run over and hug him, crying.

"i-i thought you were dead, *sniff* you were-*sniff* laying there not moving." Say sobbing into his shoulder.

He holds you with his good arm, "shh shh, it's ok, I'm not dead baby, I'm right here, I'm bleeding out of my shoulder and I should probably go to the hospital, but im not dead." His head sitting on top of yours

"oh shit, yea okay let's go." You help him to the car and start driving, you drop him off at the hospital and tell him you're gonna go take care of something.

You get back in your car and drive to a harbor, you then park and start disassembling his gun.

"god...I don't even know why he has this thing, granted he did get shot at but for fucks sake." You mumbled to yourself.

You speed back to the hospital,the doctors tell you he already out of surgery and he's doing fine, and they tell you his room number.

You walk back to his room. "Hey...Grayson baby, you okay?" You whisper not wanting to scare him.

"hmm? Oh yea hey come in." He's sitting up in bed both of his arms in slings. "Can you do me a favors and grab my juice box?"

You look on his tray and there's a little apple juice, juice box on it. "Oh yea sure sweetie." You poke the straw through the hole and hold it up to his mouth.

"Thank you."

"your welcome lovie." The doctor came in. "Ah, I see your already on it, that's good, very sweet of you." You look at him confused.

"um care to explain sir, or am I slow."

He chuckles, "my apologies, um since your friend, I'm assuming has two bad shoulder that have made him unable to move his arms at all he will need around the clock assistance."

You set down the juice box that he basically breathed in. "What do you mean both shoulders I thought he only got shot in one?"

"oh he did but his other shoulder is slightly sprained it's should heal up in a around 2 and a half weeks, while the other shoulder should take at most 4, but normally three. So due to his situation, his arm mobility is hindered untill a later date." He says with his arms crossed over his clip board.

You sit next to gray and look at him, "well I'm down, it's not like we don't spend every single second with each anyway." Gray laughs, "yea I guess thats true."

The doctors clear him and you help him get dressed but since it was late you threw a hoodie on him since there was no use for the sleeves.

You both get in the car and drive to your house, "come on gray we gotta get you to sleep." You tap and rub his tummy to wake him.

You get him up and walk up stairs to your bathroom. "Ok lemme brush your teeth." You sit on the sink and brush for him.

"okay that's done. Um alright it's 2 am ur tired I'm tired we can do the rest tomorrow okay?" You ask Grayson who's barley keeping his eyes open. "Okayyy." He says yawning.

"all right let's go to bed." You walk him over to the side of the bed and help him sit down.

" all right be careful and don't drop all the way down be careful not to lose your- oh fuck!"

You both lost your balance and fell on the bed, your on top of him millimeters away from his face. You never really looked at Grayson that way, never really looked at his eyes, dark as the ocean pulling you deeper and deeper to the point where you don't care if you drown.

Or his lips, they look so soft and smooth, if you were to kiss them it would feel like silk pillows. His lips..."oh fuck his lips."

Grayson catches your eyes staring at his lips and he sits up. "My lips baby, hmm that what you want?" You both sitting up on the bed. "Where? Your neck, cheek?" He drags his nose up the side of your neck to your ear.

"or that pretty little pussy?"

You gasp and get up off of him. "Um okay time to go to bed for real this time. Uh you good? you okay? Need any thing?"

"uh nah, nah I'm good. I guess...I'm laying flat then?" You turn to look at him.

"um yea I think that would be best."

You both start to relax and go to sleep.

"hey gray? I gotta ask you something, you know what's up with clair because she came up to me claiming I'm fucking her boyfriend, who's apperently you and also you stole some weed for her and that just dosent make sense to me."

He jerks his head to look at you "wait what!? When?"

"when you left to answer the phone she said your her boyfriend and she would know the person's she's been fucking and the guy who stole weed for her."

"so that's why- ughh fucking ethan."

"what? What about him? And what was that phone call about?"

He sighed "okay so I got a phone call from this guy named daemin, and I guess he thinks I stole weed from his little brother oscar, and I guess he's been watching me or something he said if I don't get his money he'll light my ass up and he'd go for my lil bitch himself, the one with the braids."

"oh shit so it was Ethan who stole the weed and prolly gave that guy your number, and prolly claimed he was you...now what the fuck wrong with claire?"

"Claire don't know that theres two of us and she don't talk to people he's friends with so he probably lied to her to."

Laying there in shock you think to yourself. "What kinda fucked up shit you got going on to lie about your whole identity and pretend to be your twin brother that you treat like shit?"

"ion know ask him."

You said it outloud.... again. "Oh shit my bad. But I will actually."

"what? No don't-"

"no gray this shit is crazy. YOU GOT SHOT! I'm not gonna let him get away with that shit gray! Now go to bed."

He sighs and closes his eyes.

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Next morning comes around. You wake up early to make grays' breakfast. A protein shake with some greek yogurt mixed with fruit.

You go back upstairs and he's awake.

"hey boo sorry to keep you waiting. I was making your breakfast. Need help?"

"yeth please."

"okay silly, sit up, legs out, and stand up on three okay? One, two, three...theeeere we go."

You walk over to the bathroom. Brush his teeth, wash his face and...help him pee.

"okay so how do you wanna do this gray?"

"umm you could hold it? If you wanna."

"seriously grayson. But that's like-"

"look your gonna have to bathe me at one point within these three weeks so like might as well get used to it."

"mm true, gosh okay."

You pull his pants down quickly trying to get this over with as soon as possible.

"okay so do I just like h-hold it or something? Or like do I just let it hang there?"

"no no you got to hold it bro otherwise I'll piss on myself then you have to change my pants and my underwear and wipe my legs down."

"ewww... Okay okay I guess this is better. Um sorry if my hands are cold."

"your all good."

"speaking of shower, let's just get that out the way because you haven't showered in a brick."

He sighs "alright"

You help him get his clothes off and turn on the shower.

"alright hop in big dic- oop- I mean big head." You giggle to yourself.

"ouu ok baby, oh and just for pure curiosity, which head?"

You slowly turn to him. "The one that made you think of that dumbass question, goofy get in, naughty ass."

"okay! Okay! Shit you the naughty one." Said with a smirk followed by a failed and painful attempt to slap your ass.

"ow! Ow! Fuck my shoulder!"

"and that's what ya get, hop in." You say giving him a pinch on the ass.

"what a nice butt, good for you!"

"thank you queen." He smiles

"your welcome king." And proceed to bathe him

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A couple hours later you left Grayson at home with him and a tv and left out all the snacks on the counter at a reachable level, whole you went out and....handle some business.

On the phone: "hey, meet me at the bleachers okay I need to talk to you about something."

"uh yea sure I'll be there."

A couple hours later, your sitting on the bleachers with the cold New Jersey air, causing your nose to become ice cold.

"hey." You jumped.

"oh shit! Oh hey sorry you scared me."

"ha, yea um sorry about that, so what did you wanna talk about?"

Now to most that seems like a very obvious question, it'd go something like 'hey why the fuck did you lie about your identity and completely drop your twin fucking brother'. Right? No.

The problem is you and Ethan have history, which also adds to the reason why your a lot closer to gray than Ethan and was like the breaking point of Ethan and Grayson relationship.

Basically in freshman year of highschool you and Ethan....dated?? Well no you did date but...it was shorted lived because he decided to cheat...on you. Crazy right? I know. And you'll never guess who he cheated on you with.....Claire!!! Isn't that amazing, what a coincidence.

So the day you found out was kinda intense.....

"What is wrong with you!"

"Why would you do that to her!"

"As long as we've know her!"

"Huh Ethan! What's the matter with you! Who raised you! It wasn't ma! I most definitely wasn't dad!"

Grayson being the lovely, kind, understanding soul that he is decided to give Ethan a piece of his mind after consoling you in the living room.

"Jesus Grayson! It wasn't even that bad!"

With his hands on his hips, mouth ajar and eyes bugging out of his head.

"you've gotta be shitting me. You made out with the bitch ON SNAPCHAT! THEY GOT YOU IN 4K BRO! What do you mean it isn't that bad!"

"look why does it bother you so much? Like it's not your relationship. It's mine."

"Because your my brother and I love you and I love her to, I want her to be loved and appreciated the way she deserves, and I expected better from you, I never thought, my brother, a fucking scumbag of a man. Had the audacity to cheat on his girl. I guess I stand fucking corrected."

They sit in silence for a while. Your in the living room nervous because you've seen them fight of course but, never this heated.

"well if you love so damn much you be with her, I don't fucking want her if there's gonna be this much drama."

Time for you to get angry.

"First of all motherfucker you cheated! Don't you fucking switch this around on me."

Grayson stands in front of you, tear filling your eyes by the gallons.

"I fuckin loved you....so much, so hard...I did. And this what you fucking do...this the last time I love someone as much as I loved you."

And with that you stormed out. Grayson followed disgusted with his brother.

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"....so what did you wanna talk about."

You snap back into reality.

"umm well one your fucking brother was shot!"

He jumps back. "What?! Was he really? When by who?"

"a few days ago. most likely by a guy named oscar...who shot him because apparently, Grayson 'sober4L' Dolan™, stole weed from him. Now the only people in this damn highschool that smoke are those rich ass kids you hang out with, and gray got a phone call about this whole situation and claimed that if he didn't get his money or the weed back, he was gonna shoot up him and take his lil girlfriend, 'the one with the braids'."

He rocks back and forth anxiously, knowing he was caught.

"and of course the only girl he's around with braids is me."

"okay look i-"

"Aht aht wait, I'm not done."

"because at the same time grayson was on the phone I had and interaction with the lovely ms.claire. She claimed I was 'fucking her boyfriend' and I asked who and she said 'grayson the one who stole weed for me'."

He puts his head in his hands.

"so now I'm looking at her like she dumb because we both know Grayson dosent smoke, so a couple hours later I ask grayson about the situation and then he tells me about the phone call, so we put two and two together."

"so gray got a call from someone claiming he stole thier weed, claire your lovely girlfriend enlightened me on the fact that I was sleeping with her boyfriend, who stole weed for her. Knowing Grayson is neither dating her or smokes. So who on earth, could have Grayson's number, steal Grayson name and identity and create a whole new fucking life. Oh hmm let's start with the fuck-amato who made the fuck sure no one knew he was a twin and also dates the girl that my ex boyfriend cheated on me with...who just so happens to be the fucking twin. what do you have to say for yourself?"

There is a pause between you and him.

"umm....I'm sorry."

"y-your sorry....SORRY YA BROTHER GOT SHOT AND ITS ALL YOUR- you know what here what we're gonna do."

You pull out your phone and you had saved daemin's number.

"you are gonna call oscar and tell him the truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth, and tell him you'll get his lil cousin his money back okay?" Because if not I will..."

"okay, okay, call him."

You call and the phone starts ringing. He picks up.

"hello?"

"hey daemin I have the actual guy you wanted to shoot at and damn near kill"

"word? Who is it then?"

"his twin brother."

"ohhhh shit. Aw damn aye is gray good man I feel like shit he didn't deserve this."

"he's fine but his brother ethan, on the other hand is the guy you should've got, but look since I don't want both of them shot the fuck up he is gonna over there and hand you the money okay?"

"shit alright"

You end the phone call and he sends you the address.

"alright let's go."

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You and Ethan pull up to daemin's house.

"look when we get in here don't say shit give him the fckn money and don't say shit."

"alright alright"

You walk towards the door and knock on it. It's opens and there stands a guy around Ethan's height.

"um hi are you daemin?"

"yea that me, you got my money?"

"oh yea we do, Ethan give it to him"

He pulls 85 dollars out of his pocket

"here you go man, um sorry for-"

The door slammed in our faces.

"umm I guess that it-"

"how's Graysons shoulder?"

"oh it's good it's getting better I gotta get back to him though, he can't do everything by himself."

"alright cool I just wanted to make sure, does he need anything like I got bandages and a first aid."

"oh no no its fine my mom's a nurse I got all the stuff I need thank you though."

"alright bye drive safe"

"okay thank you!"

You and Ethan get back to the car.

Ethan turns to you. "Um he's nicer than expected."

"yea...um okay, I'm gonna take you back home. "

"yup okay sounds cool. "

The drive to Ethan's was awkward and quiet. He still stayed at him and Graysons childhood home. You haven't been there in years.

"well here we are. God it still looks the same."

"yea hasn't changed since the last time you've been here."

You turn to look at him.

"alrighty well- mphm"

Ethan kisses you holding the side of your face.

"I miss you. I do. I'm so fucking sorry for hurting you. You didn't deserve that, I took you for granted. Please give me another chance."

Your in shock to say the least. Staring at him in disbelief.

"...no Ethan."

"what? What do you mean?!"

"I mean no, I'm not going to go back to you I don't feel that way about you. And honestly once a cheater always a cheater, I just can't give myself back to the same person that changed me emotionally, to where it's hard for me to love people as much as I used to. Like what you do if I cheated on you, would you come back to me? And be honest with yourself."

He moves his hand.

"...no"

"exactly...so don't expect me to be the same. Goodbye Ethan."

He gets out and goes inside and you drive back to your place.

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You come back home Grayson in the living room, on the couch.

You sit next to him and talk to him about what happened, he was worried and frustrated at first with the fact that you went but understood it was your life at risk to. A couple of weeks pass, Graysons wound is fixed and you guys are let out for winter break.

Spending time with Grayson made you realize, what you deserved in a relationship, the love, appreciation, affection, loyalty. All of it, you deserved it.

And you got it, you and Graysons infatuation with one another, grew bigger and bigger over winter break. The Christmas vibes, sleeping in onesies and making cookies. Making love next to the fire place, trails of kisses going down both his and your body.

Afterwords..."hey Grayson? Can I ask you something."

"of course beautiful what is it?"

"how would you feel if we went back to school, ya know together?"

"when were we going separately?"

"nooo silly like together, a thing, an "item". We go back in a relationship. If that's something you want?"

"Are fucking joking! Of course I would baby. God, I've been waiting." And with that you finally found the love of your life, whom which in the future you had your two twin daughters with. Inez and Felicity.

You've never been so content.

#gray #grayson dolan #grayson and ethan #grayson #love story #ethan dolan #bw #dolan twins

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gaming-thoughts-by-an-idiot · 4 years

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BL GORE GAME: Togainu no chi.

Second playthrough:

• Oh shit, here we go again

• N to fast skip

• First choice "you cant stay" #

• Why not? Kaiden, you're gonna become a pain in the ass

• Yes kaiden, go home

• Noooo, dont let him stay wtf

• Second choice "didnt turn" #

• Baby

• When he grabs them, I can kinda see that it's a shorts

• ily Rin

• Oh look its papa Motomi

• Hey in another playthrough we were in love

• Agree to picture, think I agreed last time too tho #

• I'm still offended I dont get to see the picture

• Ctrl to skip

• Last time I said "you look like hell" this time I say nothing #

• I got told to grow up, wow ok

• Indigo man with cheese scarf is back

• OOO SHAKE HIM OFF CHOICE

• hmmm

• Dont shake him off #

• Ok so it was the same as when I didn't get the choice, lame, ah well

• Oooo silent ninja man

• Three dudes attacking my son

• Eugh white haired dude going all rapey

• "Let it go" I wont punch Motomi #

• My horrible boys

• Ok ok "he might come back" #

• Ok Rin and sleep... awww

• "Turn rin down" #

• I'm sorry baby

• Hes gonna sleep in the stairs anyways

• I wonder who the man in his dream is

• Lowkey looks like Motomi ngl...

• Wait what this is new

• Ok so kaiden is at the coffee shop

• What a baby "thorns planted by Akira's words" off

• Hes crying

• Oo memories

• Wow kaiden is like "senpai notice me"

• Poor Akira, damn

• Kaiden had a girlfriend???

• Aaand then Akria said "good for you" and now kaiden is all ;-; srly

• Dude, go with your gf srly what the fuck

• Aw he had a good gf

• Fahshwhuwgagdyw

• "Once they started kissing, his male instincts took over, he turned off the lights and slowly lowered himself atop of her"

• Okay what

• It's like putting all the bad male stereotypes into a sentence

• They had sex

• Wow, he had sex with a girl and he just "mm yes my buddy"

• What

• And they broke up

• What the fuck

• Jealousy dude

• He admitted to himself hes in love with him, good

• Oh, this is the "a parasite in love with his host "

• Now i wanna watch Venom

• He just?? Found a bottle of rein??

• Wow

• Wow wow

• Bloody bar

• WHAO

• THE PEACOCK IS IN THE BAR

• SCROLL BACK WHOA WAIT

• ok huh ok

• I feel as if the peacock is talking to me rn

• Oh they saw the fight with Akira and indigo man

• Fancy

• I'm not allowed to skip xD

• Yeah yeah I know I've read this before

• Whata

• A man screamed???

• Ok so I cant skip if I haven't seen this before.. game knows

• The way kaiden says "yo" is so weird

• Oh

• Huh

• Rin

• Hotel,??

• Ok so we're back at the hotel ok

• Ok rin went to buy solids, Akira goes outside

• !!! The dog!!

• AAA

• Aw the dog gave him a letter

• Oh

• Ok the dog is now on top of him that's.. something

• Eaugh he felt the empty sockets

• Wow what a hannibal letter

• "I would simply love to have you for dinner"

• Psh

• Ok so hes going to the hell den

• He got knocked out

• Ye it be the boy

• What

• Uh what

• Is this gonna be a bad ending

• Oh ok forceful kissing right

• Oh yes biting him, hes gonna get poisoned

• Wow rape yay

• "Huh so guys nipples get hard too" YES U FUCKING IDIOT HUMANN

• Oh no

• Agshahdgajhd

• He whistled at Akiras butt

• Clench the butt akira

• OH OK A SCREWDRIVER OK UH

• Oh

• Oh no

• Ok well its, I thought it was the point part up

• Why is he hard tho dude

• Oh my god

• This is horrible

• TWO SCREWDRIVERS OH GOD

• oh

• Choice time

• "Cry out" #

• Terrifying laughter

• Manhood

• Ugh

• Lowkey waking up ptsd bro ngl

• God I hope death doesnt smell like cum

• The three rules of anal

• Preparation- wash out

• Preparation- lube, rim, open up

• Preparation- bigger before what ever going up there

• Kaiden just licked the screwdriver that got blood on it, and definitely poop

• Oh, a bad ending cool!

•

#gaming #lost blood togainu no chi #togainu no chi #gore #ew #bl game #tw gore #tw

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nagitosasshole · 4 years

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China oneshot comin through, yall!! ! (Ty @kingkinberlyn for proofreading this for me qwq)

My eyebrows knit together in frustration, fuzzy material squeezed tightly between my fingers.

Seriously, again?

I sigh as I sit the sizable panda plush on the washer. It still smells like hot tires, and...... Even hotter...ass.

“Its okay, its okay, just another run through the wash will help him... Hopefully,“ I mutter unbeknownst to no ear other than my own and my plush friends, “No problem, just one more time will work, third times the charm, right? Yeah, I like the sound of that.”

I understand the inevitability of this as it’s become almost routine, but it’s irritating nonetheless.

I put my black and white buddy back into his watery tomb, “Bye bye, buddy,” I give a bitty, uncharismatic wave towards the washer, “See ya when the times up.”

Did I just send my friend off to his untimely demise again? No, wait... Did I just talk to my panda plushie?

Ugh, I need friends.

"你好 (hello?),” a voice with a heavy accent bellowed through the store, but, your brain being too slow and fried, you had a hard time discerning the language. It sounded very familiar, though.

"Huh?,” you clumsily spouted, looking over both shoulders to spot the intruder, “Hello? I’m over here!” You tried to recover as quickly as you could, though, you found yourself still embarrassed. You stood up from the box in front of a shelf you were stocking and began to seek out the invading culprit. Being the only one here is amazing for the peace of mind; but when people want to, say, actually shop, it kind of sucks ass.

You heard a chuckle. A... cute one. "到目前為止您的工作進展如何 (how has your work been going so far, panda?)” Yao, your dear friend, finished with a bright smile.

"Whoa there,” you countered with a chuckle of your own, “I’m still learning, bro. I only know so much." You finished, puffing out your cheeks that had become decorated in a pink flush. You playfully punched him in the chest and arms as you both began to laugh.

"Gotta keep you on your toes, Aru," he looks you in the eyes, smile softening, as did his laughter. "I’m always here to help you learn, Aru."

Your eyes widened, face adopting a bright, embarrassing flush, "Of course, I know that.” You looked him deeply in the eyes, “Aru." you remarked playfully.

Yao started giggling. He’s adorable and all, but sometimes, he sounds like a schoolgirl. You joined your friend, laughing more at him as opposed to with him. You both share a wholesome laugh together; the moment feeling somewhat intimate when Yao starts to lightly lean on you as he’s chuckling, making your face redden all the more... He kind of has a talent for making that happen. Ya know, if you couldn't see that already.

You awkwardly cleared your throat in hopes of changing the course of the conversation. Standing up straight while mocking confidence, you speak in an unconvincing authoritarian voice, "姚先生，我必须回到备货Hello Kitty商品. (Sir Yao, I must get back to stocking Hello Kitty merchandise.)” You punctuate your sentence with a deep bow, to Yao’s surprise.

His eyes widened, practically shining with delight, “Hello Kitty?!"

"Are you kiddin' me?! That Chinese was good, right?” You gloated as you waited for the inevitable praise your friend would give you. “Yaaoooo, I cant believe this!” You huffed out jokingly, pushing him off of you to make your way to the freight box that previously held your attention. You squat down picking up a lone packaged figurine, your eyes trail to yoa's face, looking expectantly, “Well?"

Yao looked to the side, feigning muse, "Eh..."

Gasping as you shot up, you shouted at Yao, “You!" You began stomping in his direction.

"It was good!” Yao raised his hands on either side of his head, surrendering before you, “You've gotten a lot better, Aru."

He cackled as you started to playfully pummel him. You giggled softly as your attention turned back to the box. You pushed a few baby hairs behind your ear, blush softening into a pastel, while still being prevalent.

"白痴... (idiot...),” you whispered to yourself, to being able to to hide the smile spanning your lips.

#aph china #hetalia china #hetalia x reader #oneshot #short and shitty thing i just threw together tbh #ofc google translate #aph china x reader #hetalia china x reader #reader insert #x reader #china #yao wang

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27emailsicantsend · 5 years

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Baking with Bowie: A Tyrus Blueberry Macademia One-Shot

“Seriously guys, I cant find the recipe anywhere!” Cyrus pleaded to Andi and Buffy through their group video chat.

“I can’t believe you are actually following through with that stupid bet you made about me. And why me? Why couldn’t you have made a bet on Andi? Or each other?” Buffy drilled.

“Says the world’s most competitive girl,” Cyrus retorted.

“Good point,” Buffy said back almost immediately.

“Maybe Bowie or CeCe can help you, Cyrus. Bowie is a really good cook,” Andi chimed in as she sat back up from painting her toe nails. While she was screwing the brush back into the bottle, Cyrus chimed, “really? You think they would do that?”

“Sure,” said Andi, “But don’t ask Bex for help. I love her,” Andi suddenly lowered her voice, “but she can’t cook to save her life”. All of the kids giggled together as they reminisced Andi moving in with Bex for the first time and the many cooking disasters they ran into.

The next day, Cyrus gently tapped on the Mack’s door. If he was at Bex’s, he would have just walked in, but he wanted to use a bigger, nicer kitchen, so he begged Bowie to use CeCe’s. Which, admittedly, frightened Cyrus. He was worried about leaving finger prints on the muffin tins or not remembering to put a utensil back where he found it. Or worst of all, what if he left some crumbs on the counter?? Cyrus shuddered the thought away. He didn’t want to imagine the retaliation of Celia.

Bowie answered the door with a big smile, pat on the shoulder and “how are you buddy?” As Bowie led Cyrus into the kitchen, he began explaining where everything was and all of CeCe’s kitchen rules. The list seemed to take ten minutes. There were so many things. Put the dishes away. Make sure they are all prerinsed before the washer but use the specific determinen for glassware vs pots and pans. Don’t put the pans in too high of heat, they pop...

“... and we also need to sweep and mop when we’re done. Oh and we need to wipe the counters too. Make sure to use the wash rag for rinsing the counter, the dirtying rags for the disinfectant, and a soft cloth for the glass cleaner. Oh and why are you doing this anyway? Seems like a lot of work for some muffins”.

Cyrus snapped back into reality. Bowie’s question caught him completely off guard.

“What? Oh. I- uh- uh” Cyrus stammered as he tried to come up with a reasonable explanation as to why he needed the nicest kitchen in Shadyside to make one of the messiest foods.

Because TJ deserves the best. Because these muffins need to prove that I won the bet. He can’t win if I made muffins better than what he was expecting. That in turn, makes me the winner. Because I want to impress-

“Hello?” Bowie cut off Cyrus’ thoughts. “Listen, little man, it’s totally ok. I get it. The food always tastes better when it’s made in a nice kitchen”

Yeah. That’s it.

“Listen, why don’t we just get started. Did you bring the ingredients?” Bowie said, obviously trying to change the topic.

“Sure did!” Cyrus exclaimed. He dropped two grocery bags filled with items. Cyrus began pulling out items and naming them, “blueberries, macademia nuts, flour, eggs...”

The two began to make the muffins. It actually turned out to be a really fun time baking with Bowie. They put Bowie’s music he played on his tour through the house while they talked about cooking mishaps and different types of dinosaurs. Bowie even talked about how he used to use baby tater’s for his grease mobile.

While the muffins were baking and the scent was filling through the house, Bowie put down the wet dish rag for the counter and gestured Cyrus to come sit down at the table with him.

“Let’s take a break, little guy. Come sit down for a minute”.

“Thank you,” Cyrus said with mercy.

Bowie giggled.

“No, seriously,” Cyrus said as he became more serious. “I really appreciate this. It was so nice of you to give me a break from cleaning, but it was also for helping me make these muffins. For CeCe to let me use her kitchen... I just really want TJ to like these”.

Bowie’s expression softened, then became curious. He sat up and leaned forward. “I know making these means a lot to you. You wouldn’t of basically killed yourself to make them for him if they didn’t. Besides, you bought all of the ingredients. I just instructed you,” Bowie said with an arrogance in his voice, while still mysteriously staying humble.

“I really did believe in Buffy though,” Cyrus pleaded. “I still do. I think this team really has a shot, but TJ is bringing her confidence down. Maybe if he starts to believe in her, then-“

“Then why did you make these for him? Doesn’t that just prove his point? And make it seem like you’re letting him not have confidence in her?” Bowie said as he cut Cyrus off.

“Well, I’m also hoping that maybe if he sees these muffins aren’t that big of a deal, he’ll pull down on her a little. That bringing her down wasn’t worth some silly little muffins”.

“I don’t know, bro,” Bowie said suspiciously. “It seems to me like these muffins aren’t so silly to you. Especially with how much work you went through to make them”. Bowie gestured his face towards the kitchen. Cyrus was shocked. Bowie was really bringing down the hammer on these muffins. It was just innocent, right?

Just as Cyrus was plotting a debate strategy for telling Bowie he was wrong later in his head, the oven started to smoke. Both guys ran over to the oven startled.

“Cyrus! Fire extinguisher! It’s in the pantry closet!” Bowie exclaimed as he went to open the oven. Cyrus ran to the closet and flew the door open. He tried to lift the extinguisher, but it was too heavy.

“But Bowieeee. My arms. They’re so puny. You know this. I’m a coogle if a man, remember?” Cyrus whined.

Bowie sighed, frustrated. Darted his head back and forth between the oven and closet for a minute and ran over. Cyrus backed into the pantry as Bowie lifted the fire extinguisher off it’s hook. Bowie ran back to the oven. Cyrus, on the other hand, slowly stepped back into the kitchen.

“Heh heh heh, I’m out of the closet!” Cyrus giggled to himself.

“Cyrus! This is no time for jokes!”

“Right. Right. Sorry about that.” Cyrus said quickly as he ran back to the oven.

Bowie looked at Cyrus, the smoke beginning to fill the room and the smoke detector’s alarm now covering up the sound of the music.

“Ok!” Bowie yelled. “On three, you open the door and I’ll put out the fire!”

“Ok!”

“Alright, one... two...”

Cyrus panicked and opened the door. They both started screaming and Bowie started yelling, “Cyrus! I said on three!”

“I’m sorry! I panicked! It was a high pressure situation and I thought it would be best to get it over with. My mom says I don’t think stressful situations through and act on impulse. It’s something I’m trying to fix so that I can eventually level out my blood pressure-“

Suddenly a small flame burst out of the oven. Bowie and Cyrus both screamed. Neither of them had realized when they opened the oven it had just been smoke until that point and now was the time to actually start panicking. Instinctively, Bowie pulled the trigger and sprayed down the oven.

The fire stopped and Bowie and Cyrus started opening up doors and windows to let the smoke go out. The alarm eventually stopped sounding. Thankfully, there wasn’t any damage to the oven and only some damage to the pans themselves. Cyrus hoped that with some paint from Andi Shack and a lot of clear polish they could cover up the damage on the pans and any scrapes from scraping the burnt muffin off of the pans.

Cyrus and Bowie both learned against the sink.

Cyrus sighed and said, “well, so much for that idea”.

Bowie looked at him slightly frustrated and said, “and remind me again why it was so important we did this, Cy?”

The next day at school, Cyrus ran up to TJ in the hall.

“Teej!” Cyrus exclaimed as TJ gave him a bro-hug.

“What’s up underdog?”

“I, uh, I have something for you”. Cyrus pulled out a clear plastic baggy filled with black char from his backpack. “As promised”.

“Um... thanks?” TJ said as he took the bag with hesitation and began to look it over. “But I don’t really know what it is?...”

“It’s your muffins!”

“I hate to break it to you, Cy, but these aren’t really muffins. This is more... volcanoe ash”.

“You didn’t let me finish”, Cyrus grinned. “It’s your muffins from my first attempt. And my second. And my third. Apparently, you’re supposed to push bake instead of broil.”

“And it took you three attempts to figure that out?” TJ asked Cyrus with a slight smirk.

“Yes, but once I did figure that out, it only took me one to make these”. Cyrus pulled out another plastic baggy from his backpack. He pulled out a batch of the most perfect looking mini muffins with speckles of white and blue in them.

TJ’s face beamed as he grabbed the bag. “Whoa! You actually made them! I thought these would be impossible to make! You’re the best, underdog! Thank you!” TJ wrapped Cyrus in his arms, the muffins pushing against his back. TJ let go first, but Cyrus lingered a half second longer.

“You’re welcome”, Cyrus said as he broke the hug and then smiled innocently at TJ.

“So.. these muffins?” TJ asked suspiciously.

“Yeah?”

“You know you didn’t need to put that much work into them right? I mean, I get I won the bet, but I didn’t want you to set your house on fire to make them. You could have easily just gotten me a chocolate chocolate chip muffin, and I would have still been happy”.

“But TJ, you know that would have been the same amount of work for me,” Cyrus said, slightly cynical.

“I watched you get that muffin before. Cy, you’re a lot more capable of doing things than you give yourself credit for”.

“Thanks, TJ. That means a lot.” Cyrus smiled. “But the work for these was worth it”.

And then Cyrus thought, because you’re worth it.

Requested by: @kitalphrii

#tyrus #bowie quinn #tj kippen #cyrus goodman #andi mack #am #asks #send me asks #fic #one shot #buffy driscoll #cece mack

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cromslowglogbob · 5 years

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Thank you for the lovely chat, @kind-of-obsesive

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say STAND WITH HONG KONG AGAINST THE CCP!

You both like harry potter.

You: hey

Stranger: hello

Stranger: whats up?

You: im listening to 80s metal

You: chattin with someone on omegle

You: oh wait

You: you>

You: you?

You: what up wit u

Stranger: laying in bed pertending to be alseep,

You: ah hidin from the parentals?

Stranger: talking to strangers

You: whoa same

Stranger: why of course what else would i be dping

You: nice

You: you like homestuck?

Stranger: i dont know anything about it sorry

You: oh ok

Stranger: you like harry potter?

You: yes thats why it says "You both like harry potter." at the top of the page

You: so yes

You: what house?

Stranger: hufflepuff, you?

You: slytherin

You: hold up i have, on my phone a gc of just slyths and puffs and claws

You: this is interesting

You: and i am chatting w them rn

You: many puffs surround me

Stranger: sounds like an awesome group chat

You: it is

Stranger: and yes we are many

You: its me and a bunch of pan and bi girls

You: one of them is married to all the others

You: question

Stranger: yes

You: do you know what this quote is from:

You: "HUFFLEUFFS ARE PARTICULARLY GOOD FINDERS"

Stranger: harry potter? idk

You: It is from a hp parody musical called A Very Potter Musical

You: its hilarious and you can watch it for free on yt

You: its 1 hour

Stranger: ohhhhh ive been meaning to watch that, its by starkid or something

You: YES! do you know what homestuck is

Stranger: nope am very uncultured

You: do you like reading?

Stranger: yup!

Stranger: do you?

You: yes

You: are you up for reading a 8129 page webcomic with 815,000 words

You: if so i would suggest homestuck

Stranger: i mean comics arent tipically what i read but ill give it a shot

You: nice

You: it has images and like. long blocks of text sometimes

You: most of the words are in the form of chatlogs

You: like this one

Stranger: thats good i typically only read chunks of text, and chat logs are always fun to read

You: ni8ce

You: nice

You: what time is it for you rn

Stranger: 23:31

You: same

You: what country do you live in

Stranger: canada, you?

You: america

You: yall have provinces right?

Stranger: and territories

You: ah yes

Stranger: and you guys have states

You: indeed we do

You: and some territories i believe

You: theyre like probation states p much

Stranger: nice, our territories will always be territories cause its to much work to change them

You: haha

Stranger: :P

You: are you a minor

You: i am

Stranger: as am i, young one

You: hell ye

You: im 13, you?

Stranger: 17 you little baby, imma adopt you

You: i,,,dont think thats legal

You: anyway if ur nice sure ill take it

Stranger: probably not but the rest of my children enjoy it

You: ah

Stranger: and i think im pretty nice

You: well come on down to Massachusetts and adopt me then

Stranger: come on up to ontario and join the cult

You: whee the name of my state was taken from the name of a tribe that white pilgrims pushed off their land where did the name Ontario come from

You: oh whats ur gender

Stranger: idk, its not really discused where the provonce names come from, and female

You: ok liy

You: lit

Stranger: god you type fast, im impressed

You: thank you very much

You: i learned from type to learn 4 when I was in 4th grade

You: but i didn't learn very well so there are a lot of typos sometimes

Stranger: oh i taught myself to type so theres lots normally

You: oh lit

You: do you like percy jackson?

Stranger: ive senn the movies and i liked those

You: oh shit

You: oh no

You: crap

Stranger: what?

You: i have to try v hard to not click the "stop" button

You: bc the movies

You: were not good, from the frame of reference from the books

You: but

You: opinions valid

Stranger: the movies are never as good i just cant get my hands on the books

You: oh thats sad

Stranger: legally at least

You: ah

You: have you read Ready Player One?

Stranger: noppe havent even seen the movie and for that i am sad

You: ah

You: well

You: if ur gonna watch the movie and want to like it, don't read the book

You: they are very different

Stranger: i live a sad life and will probably end up only seeing the movie

You: oh well

Stranger: blep

You: blep

You: do you have tumblr

Stranger: yes i do

You: niiccce

You: do you follow biggest-gaudiest-patronuses

Stranger: hell yah i do

Stranger: do you?

You: oh fuck yes

You: so im guessing you're not on the hipster side of tumblr\

Stranger: im rarely on tumblr, mostly on the fandom shit

You: if you wanna follow me, my account is frogtryinghisbest

You: i shall follow you back

Stranger: mine is kind-of-obsessive

You: nic

You: nice

You: boom

You: followed

Stranger: same here, also onl y two posts down and i already love your account

You: thank you

Stranger: i just forgot how to form a sentence

You: oof

Stranger has disconnected.

#omegle #omegle conversations #percy jackson #pjo #fun #harry potter

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Princess Tutu episodes 14-end

I watched the entire second half of the series in one day because I make good life choices

Previously on Princess Tutu Watch:

Okay I can get back to Tokyo Mew Mew now

+++++++++++++++++++

It was a lie, I could NOT

EPISODE, UH, FUCK……… 14! - The Raven

asdklsdhflhdl (google docs stop capitalizing my keysmashes) they’re bringing back “once upon a time there was a man who died”!!!!!! Honestly that might be one of my favorite lines in this whole show

Gotta love the sarcasm in “and they lived happily ever after”

The theme song…… it’s so good

Oh nooooooooooooooo

This scene is literally just the “I’ve got a headache that comes and goes” meme

Fakir you complete dork. You’re all dorks

“Princess Tutu and a crocodile are totally different” you tell ‘im, Mytho

Duck speaks so much more regularly than the other main characters? I mean, there’s Fakir over there like “Shall we go?” and Duck saying things like “I’m gonna be late!” and using “like” and “stuff”... I mean, I know this is the dub, but

Duck why are you using Fakir’s dumb excuses omg

Lilie is just the personification of my negative thoughts

BUT WHAT DID MYTHO TELL FAKIR

Awwwwwwww Duck, no

They’re in a terrifying Raven Dimension with like, ominous music and people wailing in the background and meanwhile Kraehe and the Raven are just having like, a normal conversation

Also, are the white feathers supposed to be like, what’s trapping the Raven there?

Duck please

Wait, Princess Tutu transformed on her own!

Episode 15 - Coppelia

Also, watching Fakir try and fail to stop Mytho from jumping out the window is Pain

Lilie you are a Strange Child

STEALTH DUCK RETURNS!

Oh no?? Fakir doesn’t want to get Mytho in trouble???

alsdfksfh the entire student population is Here For The Drama

Duck don’t yell in the library

Fakir just doesn’t make good decisions

Oooh that doesn’t look good

Sad Kraehe Theme Alert

You “just happened” to do a lot of things, Lilie

Omg Lilie “Want to just happen to go see?”

Rue just shows up to trash talk Fakir for a minute and then leaves

I say as if I’m not in So Much Pain

Yeah! Every single time Princess Tutu transformed in the first season, it was because Drosselmeyer said something, but now she’s transforming on her own!

Oh no Mytho

Also I like how Tutu doesn’t just flat-out say “you don’t actually love him” and instead is just like “how about you try doing things you enjoy with the guy you like instead of giving him Your Actual Heart”

Episode 16 - The Maiden’s Prayer

Wait is Angry Narrator back or did the other narrator just regain the heart shard of Withering Scorn?

Lilie isn’t even interested in the love triangle, she just wants Duck and Pike to fight

Is that Goatette

“So pretty…. What? Oh yeah I meant the flowers of course haha” Duck

Such a serious child

“Love only me, hate everyone else”/“The prince who loves me and me alone”

This child is amazing

It was such a good decision to give Fakir a little sister. A good decision for everyone involved

aslfsdjhklgdlghdjghfdklkdkalh Kraehe told him that Duck would suffer if she knew what was happening with Mytho so Fakir isn’t going to tell herrrrrrrrrr Fakir please don’t internalize that!! You are breaking my heart sir

Oh my god it wasn’t Goatette it was the sloth

*The Can Can plays loudly over a sloth just kinda hangin out*

Episode 17 - Crime and Punishment

This may or may not have been the last episode I watched the first time I watched this show?

“Eyes of truth” huh?

This dumbass child

Femio, from the other side of the school grounds: “DID SOMEBODY SAY ‘PRINCE’????”

What the Fuck are you doing with your hands, kid

Why are you a cow

Honestly as over-the-top as Femio is he is also simultaneously the most realistic middle-schooler in this entire show

Oh my god he’s on probation

I’m sorry I’m just talking about Femio but he’s hilarious

Truly a Grade A Idiot

What is he even doing with his life

I’ve become Lilie

These characters have emotional crises over people saying the stupidest things and tbh I relate to that

Oh dear!

The thing is, Femio would be really annoying in real life, but in a tv show he’s just amusing

Rue’s FACE, she’s so done

I like how Duck can tell which building Rue’s in just by the amount of crows around it

Tbh all the students probably have noticed what’s going on, they just think it’s some kind of weird performance art thing. Wouldn’t be out of character for this school

Fakir and Uzura really are siblings, I love this

The best part about this episode is it’s this completely ridiculous person unintentionally getting in the middle of everybody’s emotional issues

“I feel kinda like something happened, and kinda like it didn’t” Duck you are absolutely correct

And of course the Aquarium is good once again

Episode 18 - The Wandering Knight

Incidentally, how old are these kiddos? We know Mytho is older than Duck, so Fakir and Rue probably are too?? But like, probably only by a year? Who even knows what their actual ages are

I mean, Duck is a duck so

It’s! The trees from the opening!

I don’t know if I’ve asked this before, but why does Fakir have a horse?

Oh my god Lilie

Can everybody STOP picking on Fakir for being afraid to die? He is 14, leave him alone

Ahiru is trying so hard to be helpful, give her a chance Fakir

Once again Rue shows up to get in a burn on Fakir and then leave

I swear every time the Aquarium plays in this show

Oh noooooooo Ruuuuueeeeeeee

Literally Protect All Of These Characters

Save These Children From Their Own Emotional Issues

FAKIR PLEASE

Pride is absolutely the worst feeling Mytho could get back right now?

“There’s something sinister going on that I’m not a part of!” And that really gets to you doesn’t it Dross. I bet it’s really… grinding your gears!!!

(why do I feel so proud of insulting a fictional character)

Episode 19 - A Midsummer Night’s Dream

Wow we really are starting this one off on a sinister note (it’s Drosselmeyer’s revenge on me for that pun)

Of course he can’t tell you, he doesn’t fuckin know what’s going on

Fakir please stop basing your entire identity around being a knight

Oh no, Mytho’s regained the heart shard of Basing Your Entire Identity Around Upholding A Role

I wonder if Hermia being tall is like, a meta Shakespeare joke, cause in the play Helena’s really tall and Hermia’s really short, but in every production I’ve seen it was the other way around

Rue stop projecting your insecurities onto your boyfriend

Ohhhhhhhh dear

Finally someone tells all the crows hanging around to shut up

Oh my god she really is super tall

Or Ahiru’s just super short

I am learning so much about ballet mimes

Cool bird shadows

Whoa, different raven background. And the Raven isn’t speaking with him this time? What does it mean

On no, Tutu

Hahaha oh no

Aaahaha they’re the same

THEY EVEN DO THE SAME ARM-FLAILY THING

Episode 20 - The Forgotten Story

ALRIGHT, TIME FOR THE FAKIR’S SAD BACKSTORY EPISODE

Raetzel: *walks in*

Uzura: And where do you fit in the shipping chart, ma’am

THIS is a High Quality Directatorial Decision

Oh no Duck. oh no she’s so earnest nooooo

It is just Extremely Wrong to see Mytho dancing to something besides Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy

Mr. Cat can hear the word “wedding” from three floors up

Oh my GOD they put broken heart stickers on the window

I mean, I say they but we all know it was Lilie

Again, Duck knows exactly where shit’s going down just because that’s where all the crows are

Oh no!

Everybody needs to stop giving Fakir shit Right Now. Everybody needs to stop thinking it’s a bad thing that Fakir didn’t fucking Die, and that includes Fakir OKAY????

I’ve been thinking… Raven Mytho keeps saying things like “people only want love because they want to be loved” and I wonder… if that was sort of his experience as a prince. Or maybe I’m just getting this mixed up with Utena lol. But it does seem like a genuine issue he has as opposed to just something he says to manipulate people. Hm.

Episode 21 - The Spinners

Every time the narrator says “once upon a time there was a man who died” I Will Flip

Duck tries to lean nonchalantly against a door, it goes about how you’d expect

Duck that’s not how writing works (ughgfjdghskjkgf my pain)

AW NO

Oh no Duck is too relatable

UUAAAAAA TREE GHOST TREE GHOST

“Follow my every order and be prepared to die if you should fail” it’s almost like you WANT me to hate you. FAKIR DOESN’T NEED THIS

See Duck agrees with me

PETITION FOR PEOPLE TO LEAVE FAKIR THE FUCK ALONE THAT MEANS YOU TREE GHOST

Ohshit it’s that old guy from the bookshop???

Uzura is NOT “unrelated”, obviously she is Fakir’s baby sister

“I’m just watching again” oh no Duck

Autor what the Fresh Heck are you doing to Fakir

YOU ARE NOT FINE?????????

Honestly Fakir needs to get in touch with his emotions, not get sleep deprived and hallucinate in a field

This tree is saying things Edel said??? Was Edel made from the wood of this tree?????? Oh my god???????????

Anyway that was Intense

Listen, Raven Mytho has real issues and you can fight me on this

Ah, I see Dross is practicing the time-honored authorial tradition of “If the Story Isn’t Working, Hit It With a Wrench”

Episode 22 - Crown of Stone

But who’s going to protect Fakir huh? Answer me that, Duck

One big-ish happy familyyyyyyyyy

I needed this life advice tbh

Aaaaaah Uzura’s talking to Rue!

“Are you the Rue we’re worried about?” I love how she just included herself in that

Autor, I’m……. not sure you want the tree ghost cult to acknowledge you

Uhm, I’m pretty sure Autor doesn’t fit into the shipping chart and I think Uzura would agree with me

Ah fuck!!! Fakir turn around

Wait it’s an owl on a grandfather clock?? Is that actually a thing? These watchnotes are coming full circle

“I want people to love me, but is it okay to just be loved?” yep, the prince is having issues

Autor, I’m pretty sure Ahiru is figuring all that out right now

And like, the Book Men totally know it too, so

HOLY CRAP THIS SEQUENCE

AND THE MUSIC THE MUSIC IS PERFECT

SKLAFDJKVHFJK;JKLSdf;DSLKJFAKSDAKFJHFKLJJFGKLHGJFHSDLJ

I love this show

EPISODE 23 - Marionette

OH! OH! IT’S THE MUSIC EDEL ALWAYS PLAYED BUT SPED UP! That’s actually kinda creepy!

Anyway now I know why I’m so protective of Fakir, we’re both writers who can’t write anything

Oh noooooooooooo Rue

Oooooooooooh don’t like that

Ruuueeeeeeeeee please don’t stab your boyfriend we’ve been over this

Incidentally, hulu needs to quit it with these bogus commercial placements

Drosselmeyer: How dare you try to resolve your emotional problems!

Dross that’s called character development

Hahahaha joke’s on you Dross!

aaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I! LOVE! THEM!

No of course your heart is lovey-dovey Uzura! Your heart is the lovey-dovey-est!!!

Incidentally, Autor is That Guy who says just because you haven’t finished/published anything you’re not a Real Writer. And he is Wrong

Episode 24 - The Prince and the Raven

Okay, just from this title I know I won’t be able to handle this

THIS ISN’T EVEN THE PENULTIMATE EPISODE

YOU ARE HITTING ME WITH ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS A MAN WHO DIED RIGHT OUT OF THE GATE I CANNOT BELIEVE

Okay but and then this story explains all of Raven Mytho’s emotional issues as well???

*sigh* Autor……. Fakir literally just told you his motivation is to protect people and you’re still going on about controlling the fates of all mankind… are you sure you’re not Drosselmeyer’s direct descendent?

Rue don’t go into the crow building

Honestly I’m still dying over the fact that you can tell where things are happening purely based on which building all the crows are at today

Tiny Rue is breaking my heart

UUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAA TINY RUE IS DOING BALLET

Omg Rue in the beginner’s class!

Oh noooo Uzura’s saaaaad

I KNOW I’ve heard this songgggggggg

THAT WAS A BIT OF THE FOSSILS FROM CARNIVAL OF THE ANIMALS???

Okayokayokay so it’s not Carnival of the Animals but DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS it’s another piece by Saint-Saens and DO YOU KNOW what that piece is called????? fuckin Danse Macabre!!!!! I am immediately filled with a sense of foreboding!!!

The music choices in this show are going to destroy me one day

HOLY CRAP????

I can’t believe so goddamn much happened in this episode???

Episode 25 - The Dying Swan

I’m not rrrrrrrrreadyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

Not even the narrator’s obvious disappointment in Drosselmeyer can give me solace

Oh my god so is the Drosselmeyer we know just a character in Dead Drosselmeyer’s story?

I think it’s a testament to this story’s power that I’m having so many emotions about it even though I know what’s going to happen? Like, some stories, reading the summary is pretty much the same as hearing the story, but Princess Tutu is not one of those stories

Like I just overcame my social anxiety to ask my roommate to be quieter, that’s how good this story is

Aaaaaagh Rue’s change from saying “you love me” to saying “I love you” my HEART

Oh shoot! Mytho’s angry! I thought one of the gate heart shards might be anger

Oh my god Autor literally no one cares what TEA Drosselmeyer drank look at Fakir he’s so done

Aaaaaaaa ohno

EVISCERATE HIM FAKIR

Holyshitholyshitholyshit

Okay but see the lake is outside the city so Dross just took some random normal duck and plunked her down in his fairytale town and that’s why like, a cat teacher seems weird to her because she’s not from inside the story

OH NO THEY’RE PLAYING THE SWAN BUT THIS TIME IT’S RUE

rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr fuck OFFFFFF

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh it’s the sword birds

excUSE you Dross, the knight has NOT “long been useless”

Episode 26 - Finale

I can’t believe after 9 years I’m finally going to finish watching this show

Okay it’s happening

It begins and ends with “once upon a time, there was a man who died”, the absolute most perfect first line in the history of first lines and you can fight me on this

Okay I’m already almost crying just from the theme song, like the Tchaikovsky fits perfectly into it? I’m gonna sing it

I’m just screaming???? They’re all in distress

BUT DUCK IS NOT GOING TO GIVE IN TO DISTRESS

RUE IS THE SWAN

DUCK DECIDES TO WRITE HER OWN STORY AND THE MUSIC FROM THE END OF THE THEME SONG STARTS PLAYING MY HEART

I’M ACTUALLY CRYING

IT’S ALL THE PEOPLE SHE HELPED

THEY ARE PLAYING THE THEME THAT PLAYS WHEN DUCK IS HAPPY

FUCKING -- AND YOU HIT ME WITH ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS A MAN WHO DIED NOW

LOOK! LOOK THE SCENERY OUTSIDE THE TOWN FADES IN

I watched it.

#princess tutu watch #i still cannot believe

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If I had known then what I know now..

Have you ever wondered if you would know the person that was the one for you when you met them? I remember reading somewhere that you've probably already met the person you're going to end up with. I zero evidence to back any of this up except my experience. I guess it's true what they say...You always meet someone when you're not looking. Well his name is Shannon and visually he's my usual type tall and thick, outside of that he is like nothing I've ever experienced. He isn't small by any measure but he's not massive either. Shannon has deep mahogany skin, with almond shaped eyes that are a mesmerizing amber color like that of an expensive cognac, warm, comforting and intoxicating. He has beautiful white teeth that almost look like veneers, but are just imperfect enough to be natural. The combination of his white teeth and dark skin, coupled with the way his eyes light up and absurdly deep dimples makes watching him laugh a truly breathtaking experience.

The first time I actually met Shannon I was nineteen, he was sitting on my roommates' shoe chest at the foot of her bed. He had come with a homeboy of hers and by association mine "T". I had just walked in from work and class and my roommate called to me "Miller (for some reason she had taken to calling me by my last name) come here." "Do you have food?" I asked starving "No, but "T" is here" (she knows "T" is my one of my favorite people) I yell from my room "well if "T" is here why was I not greeted at the door?" I can hear them laughing from down the hall. I heard "You know I love you M&M (my initials: Mohnique Miller), please don't hurt me I'll do better" I stepped in the room and saw him. When he looked up I saw the spark of recognition in his eyes and I'm sure he saw the same in mine. "Oh Miller this is"... Shannon, I finished her statement. It clicked for him too. See Shannon didn't go to college straight out of highschool like I did, he worked for a year. He worked in a packaging warehouse loading boxes onto trucks to go out for delivery, my father was his boss. I remember my dad telling me one of his guys was leaving and coming to Southern for school. Looking back I think my dad was maybe nudging me in Shannon's direction. He made passing comments on how the women at the warehouse would react when he took his shirt off, apparently this was a common practice.

Anyway, when he told my dad he was going to Southern, my dad must have told him that's the school his daughter attended because he sent me a friend request on Facebook. We didn't make any plans to link up or anything and honestly I had forgotten all about him until the day he was in my apartment. "Oh my god how are you, how do you like it so far"? "This is so crazy, I'm good. I can't believe I just randomly ran into you at your house no less." At this point both my roommate and "T" are looking at us like we're crazy so I explained "Shannon used to work for my dad". My roommate jumped up "Are you shittin me Miller, he worked for your dad and this is your first time meeting?" She knew my type and he was it "Did you know he went here"? "Yea, I said, my dad told me over the summer and Shannon requested me on Facebook". We all sat and hung out for a couple of hours, then "T" and Shannon left. Shannon and I only met up one other time and that was it. I left school the next year and didn't hear from him again.

Fast-forward more than ten years and a friend of mine decided to throw a little mid-summer kickback and invited a few people over some I knew, some I didn't. I had been there about an hour, just sitting down having regular conversation with my friend when he called this guy over and as if conjured from my fantasies this brown version of a Greek god stood directly in front of me. I was momentarily speechless, completely caught off guard. He extended his hand and without thinking I took it and stood. "Nice to see you again Mohnique, it's been a long time" he said, then turned to say something to my friend. I have no idea what he said because my complete focus was on my hand that was still engulfed in his and he was stroking the back of my hand with his thumb. My friend snapped me out of my revelry and asked how we knew each other, Shannon told him it was a long story that he would tell him someday and let go of my hand. Curious, I asked my friend the same question. "We were stationed on the same base in Afghanistan." I turned to Shannon "you were in the Army?" "No ma'am, Marines RECON." My mind immediately produced images of him in and out of his dress blues that I promptly filed away in the back of my mind for later use. Shannon and I spent the rest of the party catching up. He had left school shortly after I did and enlisted in the Marines, he "retired" and has been a firefighter ever since and loved it. We exchanged numbers and called it a night. The next morning I woke up to a text from him "Good Morning, I wanted to hear your voice again but I figured I wouldnt get the favorable response I wanted at 4am lol. Have a great day. I cant wait to see you again and I'll be thinking about you until I do." I read it three times and felt myself cheesing like a teenager. "Girl get ahold of yourself you don't know anything about him." I text him back with a simple "You have a great day too, let me know what your schedule looks like this week." We got together that weekend and every weekend after (he has some rank so he is off on the weekends). Hanging out with him was more like chilling with an old friend. There was no pressure to be anything else and I appreciated it. Over the next few months we really got to know each other. One evening we were at his place, as we often are because he has a balcony with beautiful view of the city and I love a balcony. He was out there leaning on the railing, whisky in hand. I was in the kitchen getting a refill, he didn't hear me come out, so I took the opportunity to stand in the doorway and watch him. At the angle he was standing his profile was backlit by the city lights I took in his 6'2 230lb frame and even in stillness there was a sense of strength and power about him, it emanated from him like an aura and surrounds anyone in his immediate vicinity. He took a deep breath and I guess he registered my presence and tuned to catch me looking at him. He didn't say anything, just tilted his head to the side, and raised an eyebrow. I walked out and asked him if he was ok, he said he had a lot on his mind and couldn't make sense of any of it. "I've found that we often already know what the answer is to a problem or issue we're having, the key is finding someone whose opinion you trust and talk it through." I went back to lounging and sipping my wonderful wine, he has great taste in wine. He turned around and sat next to me and started "well this is whats going on.." "Whoa wait, me?" I asked. Yea he said with an "obviously" look on his face, he continued "Listen, when I'm with you, you always seem so at ease and you put me at ease, which isn't as simple as it sounds for a guy like me." "A guy like you, what do you mean?" Mo, I've seen things as a Marine and Firefighter that I would pay every dollar I'll ever make to unsee, but for whatever reason (looking me directly in my eyes) for the last few months things have been easier. I don't know why but spending time with you helps. You also give great advice and refuse to sugarcoat or water down your thoughts and opinions and that not a common trait these days." I sat there for a moment, then got up and looked at him. It was his turn to ask if I was ok. "Two years ago I was rushed to the hospital and put on a ventilator because I couldn't breathe on my own, three weeks in the ICU later I was diagnosed with an auto immune disease that there is no cure for and would have to manage for the rest of my life. It was a really, really rough time both physically and mentally, but I remember how much being around my friends that are basically family helped. How spending time with them, laughing and forgetting about everything for just a little while made such a difference. Once I got better I prayed that I could do for someone else, what was done for me." I explained with tears in my eyes. "Well you can cross being a lifeline off your bucket list" he smiled flashing those dimples deep enough to swim in. He stepped closer and wrapped me up in his arms. "Ugh, I'm such a crybaby" I said. He said that's ok with me, he wiped a tear off my cheek and laughed. I could feel the low rumble of that laughter in my chest. He was so warm, I could feel the heat down to my bones. We stood just like that for several minutes, then he let go and I immediately missed his closeness but not for long. Shannon took my hand and led me to the couch where he sat first then pulled me into his lap. He again wrapped his arms tightly around my shoulders and rubbed my back. This was it, I was home. I buried my face in his neck and inhaled , he smelled like Ralph Lauren Double Black on top of Cedar. I heard a low groan and I couldn't tell if it was from me or him. I felt safe, protected, and completely relaxed. He tightened his hold on me and placed light kisses on my neck just below my ear and this time I knew the sound I heard came from me. The whole world could have been burning outside the door and I wouldn't have cared. Neither of us said anything or made any attempt to move, suddenly his google home system started "Can U Handle it?" by Usher in the middle " Can you handle it, can I go there baby with you...." I sat up and looked at him, he looked down at me like he was waiting for something "Well...can you?" he asked licking his lips.

#missmoh

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kitsune-ryu-neko · 6 years

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Voltron Season 6 Thoughts

OH BOY. FINALLY. Also, I may or may not have forgotten everything from season 5.... I do know that I wanted to see more of Earth and possibly the Garrison and see what they are up to but that didn’t happen sooo...here’s to hoping season 6 has that covered?

ONTO THE SHOW!!!

Episode 1: Omega Shield - Jealous Lance? - Lotor is less than enthused to see this person... XD - I LOVE THE FACIAL EXPRESSIONS HERE XD So nanny, huh? I agree with Lance. Seriously funny. Also Lotor’s expression is giving me serious anime vibes. - I love the idea that Hunk is gonna learn more about the Galra. That’s totally not gonna come back at aaaaalllllllllll - Oh boy. Lotor is making some enemies. I didn’t think Sendak would be as big a threat as he is? - Something is happening to Not!Shiro. what are we calling him? Kuron? - It’s Haggar. of course it would be. THIS MEANS WE GET THE CLONE REVEAL THIS SEASON RIGHT??? ITS BEEN LIKE FOUR SEASONS NOW - well Hunk’s Galra knowledge was needed sooner than I expected... - AN UPGRADE!!! FUCK YEAH! - Ok so Haggar found that place...great... - Lance NO! - Hunk is a great leader ~ - Oooohhh lots of stuff happened this episode! Allurance? Kuron and Haggar. Leader Hunk. and Haggar returning to Altean form???

Episode 2: Razor’s Edge - WAIT we left off here?!?!? - WHOA MAJOR LOTURA MOMENT THERE - Lotura vs. Allurance GO! - Well I have no idea what happened but that was really sweet of Krolia to protect Keith. - A FLASHBACK??? - And then...a very creepy Shiro... why? I understand the family flashback but not the one for Shiro... - It was Time....so that has to have been a future glimpse to Shiro - “beautiful, flowing white alien hair” - Pidge and Hunk are so mean sometimes XD - There is no freaking way Earth didn’t detect all of that - Oh boy this is a convenient way to see flashbacks... Plus it’s kinda fun. - Huh...so they had that mission....wonder what happened to make her leave - Lance is so sweet - ok Keith’s dad’s outfit looks a lot like Shiro’s... - Ok ..I mean...cOME ON...the Galaxy Garrison HAS to know something by now!!!! How could they not??? THERE IS AN ALIEN FIGHT LIKE A HOP, SKIP, AND A JUMP AWAY!!!! - This has to be why they sent Shiro and them on that mission....or at least related to why - Figures thats why she left. Also, BABY KEITH IS SO FRIGGING CUTE - WHOA THAT WOLF CREATURE IS ADORABLE TOO - TINY KEITH!!! THIS IS PROBABLY ONE OF THE BEST EPISODES SO FAR BECAUSE WE GET CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT PLUS ANSWERS!!! - Dear lord how long have they been living on this thing? - it’S BEEN WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!? - THE MICE ARE SNITCHING!!! NEVER TRUST THEM - I LOVE THAT THEY KEPT THE ALIEN WOLF DOG - UUUHHHhhhhhh that place looks a lot like the hologram room of Altea...just sayin... - Altean?! ....Altean....... < . < Altean - WHAT A GREAT FRIGGING EPISODE OMFG

Episode 3: Monsters and Mana - ...is this gonna be the roleplaying D&D episode? - I’m like ten minutes in. Coran is the innkeeper. Shiro is the hooded figure in the corner that overhears everything and gives out info. And his backstory is hilarious. It’s so overly dramatic XD - “HEY WHERE ARE YOU GUYS GOIN’?!?!?!” - “Sounds like you’re too busy to help us with this wizard” XD - “Shiro’s DEAD!” < . < - Lance is a ninja cat....of course he is! - Way to call back to the first episode. “Maybe you just have to knock” - OMFG SHIRO DIED AGAIN!!! XD - CORAN IS THE VILLAIN. I should have known with that look he gave them earlier - I can’t take Shiro (Kuron?) seriously anymore. i cant XD

Episode 4: The Colony - revealed evil instincts huh? - ok i think something is gonna happen to allura, and keith will come back and everyone will be back in their original lions again to go and save her... - Altean pod? Is it Keith, Krolia, and whoever else altean? - HEY IT IS!!! - Oh so SHE’S Romelle... - WELL this is just INTEREStING, LOTOR. Thanks for lying. We all kinda thought you would be lying to them about something - GOD DAMN I LOVE THIS BACKSTORY - That IS horrifying, Coran. Holy moly - Lotura moment right when shit is about to go down. oh boy - Damn Lotor....you deserved that - Wow...with this Haggar and Kuron thing...shit really is going down - ok so not what I predicted... Something happened to shiro instead of allura

Episode 5: The Black Paladins - Well this is gonna be an interesting episode - She didn’t attack Keith. They have to have some kind of connection, right? Was she the person they helped back in like...season 2? - The hacking is most likely because of Galra tech and Altean tech being fused? Pidge did that back in like...season 5 I think... - WAIT A MINUTE...DOES NO ONE IN THIS FRIGGING SHOW KNOW THAT HAGGAR AND LOTOR ARE MOTHER AND SON?!?!? sheesh - Her voice is different... - Lots of loyalties being tested here, dang - Is this gonna be where we find out the truth? Haggar told Kuron to lead Keith away. She didn’t specify where... - OH SO WE DO!!!! YAY!!!! - Oh Shiro’s arm...of course. Because he’s a spy. well this is all coming together nicely - Pidge is smart. Take every precaution - Can I just say that the lighting in this fight is great! - Ok the abandonment comment is so frigging stupid. Not only is that comment complete bullshit, but it makes no goddamn sense. BUT OK SHIRO - “Actually, neither of us are leaving.” First of all, FUCK. Second of all, damn that was some great delivery on the voice acting wow - Damn...I didn’t know Shiro’s alien arm could do that ...but that’s good know O . O - Well...there go all the Shiro clones...that’s....kinda sickening - AWWWW MAN, THE FEELS!!!! “You’re my brother. I love you.” God damn if Shiro is dead or if Keith dies I’m going to be so sad... - The animation in this episode is just....amazing - OH!!!! OHH!!!!! FLASHBACK FOR KEITH AND SHIRO - Keith looks younger but Shiro looks the same age XD - WOW That Ending. That Ending was great. A+ 10/10 would watch that episode on repeat

Episode 6: All Good Things - Hey it’s the astral plane again. Good to see ya. Means we get real Shiro - REAL SHIRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! - HOLY SHIT HE DIED?!?!? I mean...technically his essence or soul or whatever the fuck that is COULD inhabit the body of literally any of his clones... - You know...this is all just heartbreaking...Shiro...the clone...him dying...all his friends...Keith...everything - The Allurance moment was sweet. - Well, there goes that. destroyed. - Coran is such a great character - Is Lotor REALLY BRINGING THIS UP?!?!? REALLY?!?! No one is gonna trust you after that. - Aaaannnddd Allura....you need to learn when to not say something omg. YOU KNOW HE HATES THAT WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO ANGER HIM!?!? - Damn Lotor calm down. So much for your so called “feelings” huh? - Lotor....you fucked up saying that - Although, I like that he thinks he is the hero for the universe. The person to bring peace. And I like that we know how he thinks and why he has these thoughts. He doesn’t like either of his parents. He’s half Galra and half Altean. No one ever trusts him because of either side. Honestly, it’s tragic. But damn Lotor...you could have fixed things better than this...but no one would have trusted you anyways because of your past. :/ - Well that’s neat. Good luck paladins - Hey Keith got the Black Lions’ giant wings - Good luck Lotor

Episode 7: Defender of all Universes - THAT TITLE < . < - Lotor’s expressions are still amazing - Oh hey everyone can meet real Shiro again - Ok nevermind < . < maybe one day - This is a cool fight - Yay they won against Lotor! Still tragic though... - Goodbye Castle of Lions ;-; - Oh? Can Allura do something? - His hair is actually all white now...weird - BUT IS SHIRO FINALLY BACK AFTER ALL THIS TIME?!??!! O: - YAYAYAYAYAYYAYAYAYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! - And we got Shiro’s actual hair floof back! - O: ARE WE FINALLY FRIGGING GOING TO EARTH?!?!? FINALLy - SEASON 7 I CAN’T WAIT!!!!

Overall. Best. Season. So. Far. There was so much. Great character development. I loved the flashbacks and backstories!!! Lots of intense moments and lots of secrets finally revealed! The music was dramatic and the animation at times was just superb. 10/10 would watch the season all over again on repeat. Wow. And I’m so HYPED FOR NEXT SEASON!!! FINALLY!!! After SIX FRIGGING SEASONS we FINALLY get to see Earth again! I wanna know what everyone is up to. What everyone knows, especially the families, classmates, teachers, and the Galaxy Garrison as a whole. Plus I really wanna see the paladins back with their families! Also, Keith won’t be alone going back. How long do we have to wait for season 7? Until January? DX

#vld6 spoilers #vld6 #vld season 6 spoilers #vld spoilers #voltron legendary defendary season 6 spoilers #vld #my thoughts #am i ready for this season?

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Do I - Happy Lowman

Song Do I By Luke Bryan.

Happy Reading Dollies!!

Baby what are we becoming It feels just like we're always running Rolling through the motions everyday I could lean in to hold you, or act like I don't even know you Seems like you could care less either way What happened to that girl I used to know I just want us back to the way we were before

Stretching your arm to cuddle with your Old Man, his side of the bed was cold. Has been for a while. You huffed as you got up. You barely saw Happy. He was always with the club, you would plane a nice dinner or try to be sexy he would always say the club needs me. You were getting frustrated. Grabbing your phone you texted him. "Hey Babe, wish you were here right now". "Could go for some morning sex"😈😈. "I love you, have a great day, be safe". ❤❤😘😘😍 You went to the bathroom, brushing your teeth waiting for his response. Nothing. Getting dressed you were really feeling sad and angry. What was he up to, did you send it correctly. You looked at your phone. Everything was right,except your relationship. You sat on the bed, thinking back to when you first started dating Happy. He said he wasnt good with relationship but hes the one that made it official that your his and only his. He was a tough guy when with his brother but with you he was a big sweet heart, you could get enough of him. Sex was out of this world, mind blowing. You would have sex four to six times a day but now its maybe two times a month. You wiped away a tear. Something was different about him.

Do I turn you on at all when I kiss you baby Does the sight of me wanting you drive you crazy Do I have your love, am I still enough Tell me don't I, or tell me do I, baby Give you everything that you ever wanted Would you rather just turn away and leave me lonely Do I just need to give up and get on with my life Baby, do I

Driving to TM, you decided to talk to him about not being there for you. Pulling up you saw him talking to a crow eater. Angry came over you. Storming over to him, you grabbed the croweaters hair. Her hands went to yours, trying to get free. "OW OW bitch, your fucking hurting me". "Then you should stay away from whats mine". You threw her to the ground. "You ever look at him again, I will torch your ass". "He's the one that started talking to me". "Ask him". Happy groaned and rolled his eyes. "Leave her alone Y/N". Standing the dumbfounded. "Your really taking her side than mine". "Get out of here". Happy yelled to the croweater. "Happy what has gotten into you, or its more like who have you gotten into cause it aint me". Happy kept quite. "Your not going to talk to me fine". "I'll do it". "Happy you've changed since we got together, people do but your going over the line". "You're never home and when you are, you dont speak to me or even acknowledge that I'm there". "I'm lonely Happy, your here with your firends, I have no body".

Remember when we didn't have nothing But a perfect simple kind of loving Baby those sure were the days There was a time our love ran wild and free Now I'm second guessing everything thing I see

"I didnt ask you to just get up and move with me". Happy finally spoke. "The hell you didnt, your exact word were". "Please come with me, I love you and I dont want to lose you". Tears falling as you yelled at him. "That didnt mean you had to". "If I didnt I would have lost you but it seems that I already have". "I wasted three years of my life with you if you dont feel that same way as me". "I love you, I want this to work but.." You were at loose of words. "I loved you too Y/N". "I grew up, I got more involved in the club, you just took a back burner". "You mean you found free pussy that you didnt have to come home to and talk". "You could just bang and look the other way". "I'm sorry I have feelings for you". "I'm sorry too". "You want this white picket fence, with a nice house and kids". "I dont". "I want our old life back, when we could get on the bike and ride until we were happy where we were". "You loved riding, partying and having a good time with friends". "Lately you've been a stuck up little bitch". "Not wanting to come here and be around everyone, just having a good time". "You just sit at home, fucking whine about us, that we dont do anything, I dont take you out or you get mad at me for saying lets do something". "I'm sick of this shit". He yelled, taking a breathe to calm his anger. Biting your lip, closing your eyes trying not to sob in front of him. "I'm sorry your unhappy with me".

"I just want us to be carefree again". Happy couldnt think of anything else to say. "I'm my happiest when I'm with you'. "But it seems that your not with me". You started to walk off. "Y/N". Happy yelled running to you. Turning around you looked at him with red eyes and tear stained cheeks. "What"? "Do you love me"? "Thats a stupid question". "Just answer it Little Girl". "Yes Happy I'm in love with you". "That all I wanted to know". "So what are we". You asked. "We are still together, I want this to work, I love you and I cant see my self with anyone else". "Happy you just said that you didnt want this shit any more". "I had a change of heart, people do that". "I'm willing to change alittle". "I'll spend more time at home, in the bed room pleasing you even if it kills me". He laughed. You grinned. "Okay". "I'll change to, we can go out and come here to party". "Go see a movie or just a nice dinner at the house". "I promise not to be a stuck up bitch anymore". "See we are working together for us to be together". He said hugging you. "Hap theres one thing I wont change". "What is it"? He looked at you. "I want kids". "I dont have to have the picket fence or a nice house". "But I want kids with you". "Ever since I saw you at your mommas house I thought you would be a good father, the way you love her deeply and take care of her". "I want that, I want kids to run around, your mother would love that even more then I do and we would be pretty cool parents". Smiling up at him wait for his reaction. "We will see where the rode takes us okay". "If it happens then it happens". "We arent rushing things or trying to provent them from happening". He smiled while kissed you.

Still give you what you need Still take your breath away Light up the spark way down deep, baby do I

Happy kissed you deeply, your tongues danced together while standing standing in the middle of the drive way. "I see your back together". The croweater came over. "Yeah we are so dont try getting with him ever". "I wont, I'm not that type of girl". "You two should be together". "Take care Happy". "Miss". The croweater walked off. "Did you sleep with her or any other croweater, porn star etc"? "No, I just came here an drank or worked until we had something to do". "I never cheated on you, not once". "I know back there I didnt say anything cause I knew you wouldnr believe me". "I believe you Hap, just dont talk to another croweater Clear". "Crystal" "I love you". "I love you too". You grabbed the back of his head, pulled him in for a kiss.

Whoa, Do I turn you on at all when I kiss you baby Does the sight of me wanting you drive you crazy Do I have your love, am I still enough Tell me don't I, or tell me do I baby Give you everything that you ever wanted Would you rather just turn away and leave me lonely Do I just need to give up and get on with my life

Its been four months since the decision to give it another try. Life couldnt be better. Happy has been spending more time with you. Sex was back to being mind blowing. You even changed. Going to TM's parties, not being a stuck up bitch and you even got your happy ending. Baby Finn Fearless Lowman was conceived at a TM party, so Happy and you got what you both wanted.

Tell me baby do I get one more try Do I, baby do I

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