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thefoxtrot008 · 7 months ago

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Dialogue Prompts

Alright, you guys. Here is part 8 of the dialogues list! It's pretty long, this time though these aren't categorized, so enjoy! :)

"This is the best possible outcome we could come up with?!" "I don't know how we keep getting ourselves into these situations."

"And we stand one grade A dumbass." "This is a dumb idea." "So, do it."

"For real, you just jinxed us for all the years to come."

"Don't talk to me unless you're coming to apologize!" "Well, don't worry! I won't"

"You befriended a cult?!"

"That was my bad eye anyway."

"Why is everybody crying? Nobody died."

"Only five visitors at a time!"

"Just in case I didn't get the chance to do it again."

"Thanks for pushing me out of my chair, I guess."

"Why do I have to compete if I didn't do it?"

"And how do you plan on skating by that conversation?"

"Since when did you get so hot?"

"I'm not dead!"

"What?! When did it happen? This is news!"

"Wow. Way to leave me behind."

"You'll have that scar forever, I'm afraid."

"What is more important here? Your freedom? Or theirs?"

"This is close quarters, no?"

"You broke up with him via a letter?!" "It was a detailed letter. Better than over the phone!" "Doesn't make it any better."

"We're going to be late, come on."

"He's just going to find some way to making this my fault isn't he?"

"You're supposed to hit the ball! Not miss it!"

"You'll be lucky if they let you try out again after what happened last year."

"What? You didn't think I was going to do all of this by myself did you?" "I've got to go and make a call." "I've got to go do uh... costume checks..." "Guess it's just you and me cowboy." "I've got to uh..." "If you stay, I'll buy you dinner." "I was gonna go to the bathroom."

"Stop fidgeting. You look good."

"You can look but don't touch."

"My husband's going to kick your ass." "I don't think you understand the severity of the situation."

"Are you sure that's the way it's supposed to go? That doesn't look good."

"I'll only have some of yours if you have some of mine."

"You know, for a thief, you're a bad liar."

"You two better get your stories straight. You better give me a reason as to why you're doing this."

"And what if everything doesn't go to plan? Hmm? There's always that possibility. What, you're gonna pick her over all of us?"

"Hey... uh... I thought you were uh... still mad at me." "Oh, believe me. I still am. But I uh..." "Can't sleep?"

"I can't live like this! Something is wrong. Are you going to tell me what it is?" "You have to ASK what is wrong? Shouldn't you know?!" "I don't, that's why I'm asking."

"Did you put batteries in it?" "Yea, I put batteries in it."

"You left because you got bored?!"

"Later, you and I are going to have a conversation you wish we never had."

"It's about time you guys showed up! Where the hell have you been?!" "We had... a technical difficulty."

"What?! We want to come!" "Not this time. Stay in the car."

"You wanna get out of here?" "Have you done anything like this before?" "No. But this is rather exciting isn't it?"

"So, all of these guys are your brothers?" "Yep. All eleven of them."

"It wouldn't hurt if you asked him." "No, he won't do it. He got out of the game years ago." "He'll do it if I ask him."

"Now, are you going to be a lady and tell me what the gig is?" "Now, where would the fun in that be?"

"And if I don't take it?" "Then this conversation never happened and we've never met... but I do hope, you'll reconsider."

"Any other questions? No? Good."

"Oh, don't let me stop you. Go ahead with the plan." "Glad we have your permission."

"And prey tell, what can you do sweetheart?" "I was hoping you'd never have to find out, but since you asked."

"No! Absolutely not! This is not happening!" "Stay away from my sister! About 10 ft from my sister!" "Quit looking at him like that!" "I can't help it if he's handsome!" "You can't tell me who I can and can date you're not mom!"

"I can handle myself. If he does anything to me, I'll beat him to a pulp." "That's my girl."

"Well, sweetheart. It's just us now. What exactly, is it that you wanna do?"

"Aw, babe. you were worried about me?" "That's all that you got from that conversation?!" "Admit it. You were worried."

"It won't go any other way. I swear, if we have to do this again, I'm gonna.."

"Thank you for staying and helping." "Eh. It''s no problem. Besides, it gives me more time to spend with you." "That was so smooth, I can't."

"You just got out of prison and you went to see him first instead of coming to see me? I'm offended."

"We'll need a crew." "We haven't gotten that far yet."

"We've got a proposition for you. If you're interested." "What's the target?" "holy shit." "it's a lot."

"hey. if you want this to work, this is what I need."

"I mean, if this is something that you want, we'll help you. but if you fail, just prepare to be the laughing stock again." "Bold of you to assume, I've recovered from last year."

"Why were they not present at the time of your discretion?"

"And this letter is for you." "Is it from lover boy? I bet it's from lover boy." "Oh, shove off! So, what if it is?"

"he was our captain, why aren't we getting these offers?" "maybe he likes me better."

"Yea, but you put em' in their place. I wouldn't have gotten off without you." "It's what I'm here for."

"alright. that's it. I'm out."

"What do you mean IF you offended me?!" "Alright!!! I'm sorry that I've offended you!"

"Tell him, that I need a little more space here." "Just apologize!" "Why me?! She overreacted!" "I'm sorry - I overreacted?!" "What?! Just when this was getting good." "Break up. break up. break up, please, for my sake, break up!"

"Oh, come on, love. We have to talk about this!" "Oh, now you wanna talk about this?!"

"Okay. Let's go. We've traveled with you all day, now you're coming with us at night." "But we can't see at night." "Sounds more of like a you problem, doesn't it?"

"I gave it to them." "And who are you to give it to them, when it's rightfully mine!"

"Do you have to go?" "Believe me. I don't want to my love, but I have to."

"I hope he realizes what he's doing." "me too."

"Would all of you please just SHUT UP!!!... he has something he would like to say!" "Thank you."

"I'll go! I'll distract them. I'm good at that." "they will tear you apart." "It'll be enough time to give you what you need."

"he's right. you can't go." "since when are you in complete agreement with him?" "since now. you could die or... or be severely injured you know that right?"

"while you deal with them, I'll go and grab the door." "don't let anyone else in!" "yea, okay."

"this is nice, your place. did you do it yourself?"

"just doing my duty as a good host!" "you seem to be taking this much better than your brother." "you're not supposed to eat that!" "how are you not freaking out about this?! they're destroyed our home, mind you!" "you always do overreact to everything."

"excuse me, but I will not have you insult my own brother in our own home. now, I must ask you to apologize, or to leave. you can find your hospitality elsewhere."

"she doesn't know what love is!" "then this might be a good chance for her to find out."

"you're siding with them!?" "I am not. I'm merely eating."

"you cannot stop this."

"nope. you cannot have one or the other. we come in a package deal. you get both of us." "what is the matter with you?! what makes you think I want to be apart of any of this?!" "this is what we've dreamed about since we were kids! you're telling me you don't want to be apart of this?!"

"you might be the only one to convince him of this."

"I want learn how to do that." "oh, I don't think that you could handle something like this, love." "pft. love? alright. someone hand me a sword so, I can kick his ass." "don't you dare you go easy on me." "believe me love, I won't. trust me when I say that." "five pounds on the girl, she loses." "you're on."

"I'd think twice before doing something like this." "I've already made up my mind. you're not stopping me." "alright. I'll step aside then." "that's right, you better."

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And.... that's a wrap folks! :)

#my writing #dialogue prompts #sword fights #the hobbit #brainstorming session #harry potter #everybody lives au #narnia

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youreallyshouldtalkmore · 2 years ago

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Halloween Pre-Parade

A.N: Based on the Halloween Terror is Trending event with my TWST OC Mia Anderson!!

Alternative title: Mia is just Author crushing over her favorite dorms/characters…

Twisted Wonderland Masterlist

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Mia couldn’t help the wide-eyed look as she looked around the pack of students waiting around. “We are seriously having a parade?”

Although Vil told her how they got the tailors of the island to pitch in, she still could not believe it. Every single student had a costume. And even from here she could see the float they had built to. Vil had outdone himself.

“Ahh, this is gonna rock!!” Grim cried, almost doing a backflip.

Mia nodded while she looked around.

Deuce slammed his fist into his palm, “Ah, I’m so pumped!!”

“Ooh, I’ll be back.” Mia said as she looked around, then suddenly smirked. She left Grim and Deuce as she walked through the crowd.

“Miaaaaa!! Have you heard?! We are gonna have a parade!” Kalim shouted once she was close enough.

“Yeah, I know!! Wild, huh?” she grinned as he laughed and latched onto her arm. Then she turned to Jamil who was in costume.

Her grin widened.

He tipped his head to the side in askance.

Then she lifted her hands to her cheeks and grinned even more at him.

He raised an eyebrow. He had seen this look before.

“Jamil…. You look very handsome!”

Jamil blinked at this before ducking his head, making Mia chuckled and Kalim laughed. Then he scowled while studiously stared at a spot on the ground, “T-t…” he stopped and cleared his throat, “Thank you, Prefect.”

“You are very welcome!! Can I get a rawr?”

Jamil just deadpanned looked at her.

“Oh, come on Jamil! Lighten up!! It’s Halloween!! We should deliver to our fans!” laughed Kalim.

Jamil smirked, “Do you think you can handle it?”

Mia smirked, “Try me.”

Jamil suddenly, RAWR-ed. Mia slapped her hand over her mouth as she let out a high-pitched giggle. Jamil looked away, trying to control the small smile on his face.

“Yea, that’ll do it.” Mia finally remarked, lowering her hand once she got herself under control, “Anyhey, I gotta…” Mia twisted out of Kalim’s hold before moving pass them.

Before she disappeared she spoke over their shoulders, her voice low, “If you either of you say I said this for the sake of peace, I will deny it. Bbbbbbbbbbut, Scarabia costume is my favorite costume of this year.”

Both of them were looking over their shoulders at her. Kalim only laughed in response, but Jamil smirked, “Naturally…”

Mia pouted, “The correct response is ‘thank you’.”

Jamil’s smirk only widen. At least his dorm out-scored the others in something! Duh, no was he not going to milk this! He never could get Mia could tell them which dorm had the best display so he was running with this!

“Your welcome!” Mia chirped sarcastically before disappearing.

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“May I come aboard, mateys?” she asked as she approached Savanaclaw.

“Shihihihi!”

Jack grinned, “Argh, permission to come aboard, granted!!”

Leona just shook his head once.

Mia giggled, “I have to say, Savanaclaw as pirates is a fitting theme. Leona, Ruggie, ya’ll are rocking! Nice eyepatch, by the way.”

Leona smirked, “Did you expect anything less?!” But then he held his head, “Why are we having a parade. I did not expect to have to dress up for this.”

“Thinking of bouncing?” asked Mia.

“Come on, Leona!! It’s Halloween!! Live a little!” Ruggie cried.

Jack folded his arms, “All of Savanaclaw is supposed to be here! How would it look for our dorm to be the only one without its house warden!”

“Bump that! If you skip, Vil will have you for breakfast! You won’t hear the end of it until next Halloween. In fact, you would be forced to graduate just to get away from Vil’s beady little eyes. And then….he’ll send Rook after you.” Mia stated.

Ruggie and Jack visibly bristled as that, almost as if a shock was sent through their system at the mere idea. However, Leona controlled himself and only gave himself a way by the twitch of his right eye.

He held his temple again, “Ai….”

Mia giggled, “More importantly. So who’s the captain of this ship?”

“Shihihihi, not me!” Ruggie laughed.

“I know that much! You won’t lead unless there is something in it for you.”

Jack cocked his head, “Obviously, our dorm leader is the captain.”

Leona just looked tired already.

“Is he really? Or is he in name only?” Mia mused looking at Kingscholar who just folded his arms and glared, “I can see him commandeering the captain’s bunker for a well deserved prolonged nap. But he’s in there so long, the rumor spread that the bunker is haunted. Does the infamous Captain Kingscholar of Kingscholar Ship even exist? Nary a one had ever laid eyes on this captain, even as his crew reeks havoc from port to port, sailing deep into the night, in search of precious treasure. Perhaps this infamous captain will only come out for the rarest of rare treasure. But who here can say what that treasure is? In fact, does his crew even know what stirs this captain’s heart?”

By the end, Jack’s tail was unconsciously wagging as he got into the story, while Ruggie’s eyes were wide. Mia wasn’t sure, but there seemed to be the barest hint of a smile on Leona’s face.

“Wait, no one told you to stop! You gotta tell us more!!” Ruggie cried, frustrated after a prolonged silence.

Jack’s ears twitch, “But does he find a treasure that moves his heart? Who is the infamous captain? These are questions that require answering!!”

Mia shrugged and gestured to Leona, making Ruggie and Jack look back at him.

Leona bared his teeth, “It was a story she made up! Why are you looking at me?!”

“On the fly, I might add!” laughed Mia.

Jack’s ears drooped a little at this, and Ruggie pouted.

“Oi, herbivore, are you sure you haven’t been taking lessons from Rook?”

“Nah, I can fly off a cuff sometimes. Meanwhile, I really gotta fly…” She gestured to where she saw Diasomnia coming.

Leona scowled, “What’s the lizard doing here?!”

“Be nice!” Mia said as she began walking towards them. Before she was out of earshot, she tossed over her shoulder, “I’ll see you, my sailor jolly bold!”

—-

“Ah, Diasomnia has arrived!!” Mia announced after she was close enough.

“Child of Man, hello! It’s a pleasant night for this parade, is it not?” Malleus spoke with a smile.

Mia grinned, “Indeed!! Sebek, Silver, how noble doth thy look!”

Sebek grinned, “Thank you, human!! With great pride and honor do I don this costume that our illustrious lord has come up with!! I hope that I will not dishonor our fair dorm of Diasomnia this night!! Ha-ha!!”

Mia fought hard not to burst out laughing, especially when she saw Silver just glaring sleepily at him. Lilia really did laugh.

“Thank you, Mia!” Silver spoke, turning to her.

“You’re welcome!”

“Who will you be walking with? If you wish, I don’t mind if you join us.” Malleus spoke.

“Ah, prefect, you have been blessed with an invitation from Malleus-sama himself!!” Sebek cried, “Surely, you understand what a huge honor that have been bestowed upon you!”

“Thank you, Tsunotaro! However, Vil was very clear that my behind needs to be on the float! Non-magical safety precautions, he says.” she gave a shrug.

Lilia grinned with a nod, “What forethinking! As a non-magical person, you are more vulnerable than the rest of us. A most proper way to insure your safety, indeed.”

Malleus nodded once, “Very well! I do wish you to be safe, prefect!”

“Speaking of, I gotta bounce, since it’s getting close to that time. Buh-bye!! Buh-bye!!”

Malleus chuckled as he watched her disappear out of sight.

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Mia made her way towards the float to see that Heartlabyul was mingling around it as well. Grim had come along with Deuce and Ace as usual.

“Ahh, Mia, you are back and just on time!” Riddle smiled.

“I try to be!” smiled Mia.

Mia looked at Ace who was dressed in costume as was all of them. Ace smirked at her. Then she opened her mouth:

“Trey!”

Trey blinked, not expecting her to address him, “Yes, Mia?”

She looked up at him, “You look really handsome!”

Trey smiled, “Thank you, Mia.”

“Hm-mm…” She looked back at Ace who went from glowering to smirking at her again, “Dorm Leader Riddle….”

Deuce and Grim giggled at seeing Ace look like he was going to lose it.

“Uh, yes, prefect, what is it?”

“You wear your costume, well.”

Even from behind the veil it was clear that Riddle was beginning to blush, “Yes, well, th-thank you Mia. I hope to not embarrass our dorm this year!”

“Couldn’t even if you tried!” Then she looked back at Ace, who just glowered at her.

Trey shook his head, “Please, compliment him, so he won’t be sulking the rest of the night!”

“Ace, Ace, Ace….” Mia sighed, “I never knew you could clean up well, but this costume is helping you out a lot. You look…charming….”

Carter busted out laughing at this, as Ace practically vibrated in annoyance.

“Charming! Trey gets handsome and Riddle wears it well, but I get charming?!” snapped Ace.

“Uh-oh!! Looks like Ace is going to lose it!” Carter cried.

Riddle gave him the stink eye, “He will comport himself befitting our dorm at this time!”

Mia giggled, “Alright, alright! You look great too, Ace!”

“And you are always telling me to stop bullying others, and then you turn around and do this to me.” Ace pouted as he slouched.

Mia tsked, “Yes, because you don’t know when to stop. Although, I’ll tell you all something to make you feel better.”

“Oooh, are you gonna spill some tea?” Carter asked as Heartlabyul leaned in.

“If you tell anyone I said this, I will deny it for the sake of peace….” Mia started, her voice low, “...but Heartlabyul costumes are the most creative.”

Riddle smirked as Carter cheered, while Trey smile, Deuce and Ace exchanged high-fives.

“Thank you, Mia!! I shall keep this secret close!” the dorm leader spoke.

“Ha, I knew we had to get some kind of points!” Ace crowed.

“Ya, don’t have me out here involved in some inter-dorm war!” snapped Mia.

Riddle snapped, “Settle down! If any of you mention this, I will Off with your Head!!”

Ace sighed, “Come on, dorm leader!! Can’t you go one night without threatening such a thing! It’s Halloween!!”

“I won’t dare breathe a word of this!” Deuce spoke seriously.

Riddle gestured towards the float, “Mia, I think it’s about time, you make your way onto the float. We shall be leaving shortly, and you do not wish to incur Vil’s wrath!”

“Oh, snap, yeah. Okay, buh-bye!” Mia cried before dashing off.

“Slow down!!” snapped Riddle.

Mia waved her hand in acknowledgment.

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“Ahh, the prefect has arrived!!” Rook called.

“And not a moment too soon!” Vil stated as she walked up, “At least you know how to be on time, even if you are cutting it close.”

“Sorry, it’s very distracting today!”

“Exactly why, you will be on this float where you will not be able to cause trouble! I need to go have one last look over, and we shall set off in about two minutes. Come Epel! Rook, make sure she gets on the float!” Vil commanded before walking away, following by Epel who exchanged a wave with her.

“Oui, oui!” Rook called out. When he turned back to Mia, she was smirking up at him. He grinned, “Oui?”

Mia snapped her finger once and pointed at him, “Tres bien! 100 points!!”

Rook laughed, “Merci!! Is this not a fair costume befitting Pomefiore?! I fairly wept when I learned that I too shall be able to partake!” He twirled around once, making his cape flow behind him, “But come, we shall not disappoint Housewarden Vil’s expectations!”

He held out his hand, and she slipped hers into his with a small giggle. Rook helped her up the stairs and pointed out where she was to sit/stand on the float. From her vantage point she could see Night Raven College students mingling together all in the costume.

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“Grim!! Grim where are you?!” Mia called out.

Where did Grim go anyway? Then she saw fairy lights before Malleus appeared.

“Child of Man, I saw you wandering off, by yourself. Did you have a minute?” Malleus asked.

“Sure, what’s up?”

“Tell me, did you enjoy Halloween?”

Mia smiled, “Of course! It was a bit touch and go and I’m still mad about my doorknob.”

Malleus blinked, “But I fixed it. Why are you still angry?”

“It’s a....”

“..Principle? Correct?”

“Excatamudo! But I did enjoy the holiday! All the dorms dressing up and seeing all the displays. Despite our little run-ins I don’t think you’ll have anyone who didn’t enjoy the highlights of this week!”

Malleus beamed, “Good. I am glad to hear this, Child of Man. I shall not keep you any longer.”

“MIA!! Hey, Mia, I found Grim!” Deuce called out.

“Wanna walk back?” offered Mia.

Malleus smiled, “I think I shall take you up on that offer.”

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A.N: Since playing the event, it seems the boys are further along the character development than the timeline of when Halloween suggest. So I can’t be bothered to figure out how, but in this, Mia is already friends with everyone.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland fanfiction #twst #twst fanfiction #twst fanfic #twst halloween #twst scarabia #twst diasomnia #twst savanaclaw #twst heartslabyul #twst pomefiore

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oasis-for3v3r · 4 years ago

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ooo what if you do the weasly's plus harry and hermione see the reader performing as veronica sawyer or heather C. in heathers and they are surprised to see their innocent friend playing a very *spicy* character(maybe a harry x reader)

YESSSSSSSSSSSSS ok so this is going to be fun. I really hope you like it anon, let me know if you want something different. I need Constructive Criticism!!!

modern Au hogwarts

warnings; its not gonna be 18+ but its not gonna be disney channel either

ok so being a muggle born at hogwarts wasn’t easy

neither being a hufflepuff because all of the stigma of being “innocent and “goody-goody” was getting on your nerves.

I mean you just like to be nice and friendly to people, and yeah you did cringe a bit when someone said a crude joke.

but that didn’t make you innocent

just made you.....well yea innocent

so you honestly just drowned them out with with the musicals, your favorite being heathers

you weren’t gonna tell anybody... but your favorite character was Heather Chandler. You loved the way she had power over the school and had every boys attention. Minus, of course, the bullying.

She was so cool and hot you couldn’t help to wonder what it would be like to be her.All in red with a pleated skirt

So you may have snuck in her costume by your mother who order it off of Amazon

So when Hermione sees you in your dorm, in full costume, singing the lyrics to Candy Store

She is a bit shocked. You were worried that she was going to snitch because....well.

But she instead told Ginny,George and Fred.

You tried to remain calm until George and Fred ambushed you to a vacant hallway after potions class

“We want in” they said in unison

“im sorry?”

“Ginny told us that Hermionie told her that you wanted to renecarnate-”

“Renact-”

“ thats what I said, the musical thingy and we want to help.”

“George, I appreciate the offer but there is no way the staff would let us preform something as raunchy as that”

they looked appalled

“when have we ever asked anyone for permission” said Fred

true

“an Underground Musical,” “at 8:00pm tonight” “Ginny is Heather D” “Lavender is Heather M” and you are Heather C” “we’ll be Kurt and Ram” “Luna will be Martha.” “Ron will be JD” and “Hermione will be Veronica”

shit, you thought with a smile .

Its not that you didnt know the musical or any of the lines, which you did. it was that Gryffindor and Ravenclaw were gonna be there (hufflepuff was rightfully studying for a test coming up and Sytherins had their monthly poker night.) Ravenclaw thought it would be good to observe other “cultures” and honestly Gryffindor was just board (and wanted to support others of course)

As the silencio charm was finally put on Beautiful began to play.

It came and went, the students chuckled at your funny lines. But it was Candy Store you were worried about.

But you didn’t have time for worry because it was starting.

and the Chosen One was watching, so why not put on a show?

“are we gonna have a problem?!”

Got a bone to pick?

“You’ve come so far, why now are you pulling on my DICK!?!” (capitalization for emphasis;)

People flinched a bit and murmured in amusment

I'd normally slap your face off And everyone here could watch But I'm feeling nice Here's some advice Listen up beeyotch!

you heard cheering from the Ravenclaws and some of the Gryffindors

while dancing Ginny and lavender cocked their heads to the side, making you look to the audience

harry looked... uncomfortable. He was shifting in his seat..... a lot. (damn sorry this isn’t good enough for he chosen one)

I like Skippin' gym Scarin' her Screwin' him

on the last line you made sure you pointed at Harry, you didn’t give a damn if he liked it or not, you looked sexy as hell up here.

Honey what you waitin' for? Welcome to my candy store Time for you to prove you're not a loser Anymore And step into my candy store

Every twirl you did made Harry lean his head a bit to see your ( tiny ish) shorts

You just gotta prove You're not a pussy Anymore

Everyone cheered at that, never in a milliion years would they think precious Y?N would ever say “pussy”

Shut up, Heather! Step into my candy store Time for you to prove You're not a lameass Anymore

The highnote caused an uproar so loud that you thought the charm would break.

when the song was over and you left the stage. It took 2 minutes for the crowd to calm down.

and for harry to hide his hard on

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imnotwolverine · 5 years ago

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Ready, set, …

Henry Cavill x OC Lisa - multi-chapter fic

Author’s note: Set life has its quirks and challenges. A fluffy, smutty Henry fanfiction to get you through the week. Bedroom fun found at the end. Ps. I should start thinking of a name for this series, any good suggestions?

Word count: 5.832

Disclaimer: smut and fluff

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This is part 3 of the Tea for Two story.

Find the masterlist here.

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< Back to part 2

An early alarm clock went. 5 am. I heard Henry groan as he rubbed his eyes. ‘Fuck.’ He moped softly, pushing himself off the bed and silencing the alarm. I looked at his naked, muscular, slightly hairy form, grasping for clothes. Kal got up yawning and stretching in turn. The morning ritual. I looked at Henry sleepily. ‘Early shoot?’ I whispered. He rumbled. ‘They changed lines. I forgot that meant an early day.’ He sat on the edge of the bed, wiping some hair from my face. ‘Hello princess.’ He said softly. ‘Well, you go do your Witchy things then. I’ll see you soon.’ I rumbled. He smiled, bending over to kiss me. ‘And we might need some new condoms at your place…just in case.’ He nodded at the dusty pack of condoms that lay discarded on the night stand. I chuckled as he kissed me more deeply. Tongues fighting. He moved on top of me, his weight pressing me down. ‘Mmpff.’ He huffed in frustration. ‘Alright.’ He sighed and nodded while unwillingly getting up. ‘Time to go. Come on Kal. See you dear.’ He blew a kiss and left. Moments later I heard the door closing behind him softly.

The first few days flew by. It was less erratic at work. Much more hectic personally. Somehow press really got air of something happening. We saw tele lenses sticking out of bushes, the odd journalist jumping us when we were drinking tea outside of the warehouses in a short break. ’Mr. Cavill. Who’s this? Are you dating?’ The loud shrieky voice sounded in my neck. I had difficulty not showing utter disgust when a camera was pushed in our faces. ‘Good sir,’ Henry said, getting up, placing his hand on the journalists chest. ‘This is private property. I must ask you to leave and request permission to shoot at the Chamber of MM Media.’ ‘But are you dating?! Mr Cavill?!’ The journalist continued, while one of the security men came strolling in, grasping the man by his shirt and pulling him away. ‘How do you stay so calm?’ I grinned, taking my last sip of tea, watching Henry sitting back down. People around us didn’t even seem very impressed, already having continued with their activities. ‘It gets easier.’ He gave me a sweet smile, which truly was creepy when he was in full costume. ‘What’s the planning for the rest of your week?’ He asked, fetching his phone from his pocket. It was Wednesday. ‘Free Friday afternoon, shopping materials for Poland on Saturday, which we’ll probably discuss on Sunday, then free again on Monday.’ He scrolled through his agenda. I took the hint and grabbed my phone as well, moving it around on the table so he could see my schedule. He grinned, looking up at me. ‘Let me get to the wardrobe department and see if we can get you off the hook on Sunday. I want to take you out for a trip.’ I raised my eyebrow. “CAST CALL, RUN THROUGH IN 5, HALL 2.4..” He looked up, then quickly returned my phone. ‘Would you like that?’ ‘Yea. Sure.’ I said, not quite sure what trip meant in this case. I shrugged as he gave me a quick peck on the lips and rushed off to hall 2.

It sure was magical, how quickly he could fix such things. Within the hour, my manager dropped by to tell me I could take the Sunday off - which usually was out of the question. I looked at her in surprise. She shrugged. ‘Orders from above.’ I squinted my eyes in disbelief. Above? But there we go. It soon was Saturday and I was in the minivan with the department, getting back from a successful shopping trip. Everyone made sure to quickly move all materials to the shipping boxes, ready to go to Poland, snipping off little bits to use for the mood-boards. After that I walked to the hall where they were shooting the last few scenes. I sat down in a director’s chair and sipped on some green tea, looking at the hustle and bustle.

Anya plopped down in the chair next to me. ‘His kisses are different now.’ She said abruptly. I looked up, raising my eyebrows. She smiled an endearing smile, then studied me for a bit. ‘Had a good shoot day?’ I asked. She shrugged. ’Twas okey. Yours?’ ‘Got some pretty materials for your future dresses actually’ ‘Mmm! Cool. Hey, but about those kisses. I think he really, really likes you. He seems different..’ He cocked her pretty head, pouting in thought. ‘Really…’ I smiled, then looked at my cup of tea. ‘So are you joining him to the premiere?’ She asked in girlish curiosity. ‘The premiere? Oh, no. I’ll let you have the honours. Don’t want to have fans going wild over some casual girl on his arm.’ She squinted at me. ‘They first thought I was the worst choice EVER for Yennefer. Now they make fan porn of me. Fans are so weird.’ She shrugged giddily. ‘I’ll let them have the illusion of Hollywood for a moment longer.’ I winked. She laid her hand over mine. ‘He accidentally grunted your name when we shot a make out scene.’ We both snickered. ‘This conversation is so weird.’ I said, laughing at her. She shrugged. ‘Actors life.’

Not much later the last scene was cut and a flurry of set members once again flew out. Anya plopped out her chair, wrapping her arms around a tall man with full sleeve arm tattoos. She kissed him with childish excitement. Without looking back they walked out together, in full conversation. ‘Ready?’ I shot up in shock from his voice. He had sneaked up behind me and was standing there with his coat flung over his shoulder. He had already changed into his regular attire. ‘Ooph.’ I laughed. ‘You are quiet as a mouse.’ I wiggled out of the chair and smiled at him. He pecked me on the lips before holding out his arm, inviting me to take it. We walked out to his car as it was just getting dark. 8.30 pm. ‘Now for our trip. I’m invited by my horse riding trainer to a farm, just squeezing in a few hours in the saddle before Poland. I figured it’d be a nice outing.’ I looked at him. ‘Horse riding?’ ‘Like all fair knights do!’ He grinned. ‘Alright. Fair prince.’ I slithered. ‘Let’s fetch stuff at our houses, walk Kal, then drive there.’ ‘This evening still?’ ‘Yep, might as well get the drive over with. Can you drive?’ ‘Yea, want to switch?’ ‘No no. Just. Curious. Shift?’ ‘Of course. European remember?’ He snickered. ‘Americans ARE lazy.’

We had some quick food, fetched our things, walked Kal, then jumped into the car to drive north. It was deep in the night when we arrived. About 1-ish. And there was nothing around except for this romantically lit farm house with some barns. We jumped out and walked up to the house, some dogs greeting us with loud barks, tails wagging. A man came out in his night shift. ‘Ey ey. Easy boys…. Mr Cavill!’ A gruff, smoke-heavy voice sounded. ‘Mr. Games!’ The men greeted with loud pats on each others backs. ‘And ye brought a sweet thing with you.’ Henry moved aside, smiling at me. ‘Lisa. And careful. She can be feisty.’ Mr Games rumbled a loud laugh and hugged me tight. ’Welcome dear. Ai that wonderful smell about you. Honeysuckle?’ I looked at him in disbelief. ‘Actually yes. I don’t like perfume’s sold on the market so I wear..honeysuckle.’ ‘Such fine smell.’ He folded his arm around my back and guided us to the main house. ‘I got ye a nice little bed made. And ye know where everythin’ is. Make yourself at home. Me wife already hit the hay, so I’ll join ‘er if ye don’t mind.’ He chuckled with insinuating tone. ‘Of course.’ Henry said, winking. Mr Games prodded him playfully. ‘HA HA HA.’ He laughed a little too loudly, then nodded at me, before holding the door open for me. We walked inside. It was dimly lit. A wooden structured house with heavy beams, the smell of hay and horses protruding from its very core. The furniture was old english style. ‘Yer room is upstairs, hallway, far left. Bathroom right across. Sleep tight good folk.’ He whistled and his dogs eagerly followed him up the stairs, his short stubby legs making the stair steps creak heavily.

Henry yawned. ’Night cap?’ I looked at him. ‘Sure, why not. We’re off for 2 days, gods be blessed!’ I exclaimed. ‘Are you religious by the way? I’ve never asked.’ ‘Nope. You?’ ‘No, raised Christian, but not following.’ He pulled open some cabinets in the kitchen and pulled out two small brandy glasses and a bottle of strong liquor. ‘He makes his own, so, fair warning: it is strong.’ He put the filled glasses on the table. ‘Do you believe in a God?’ I asked. He sat down opposite of me, looking out at the dark fields outside. ‘I think it would be practical if there were a God. But never have I seen or heard him. So no, not a believer.’ We clinked our glasses. ‘And when did you learn to ride horses?’ ‘At my parents actually. We grew up on the Jersey Islands and our neighbours kept two ponies. Darling horses, but also so darn stubborn.’ He grinned. ‘Could you tell me about your sweetest memory of your youth, living there?’ I asked. He rolled around the drink in his glass, thinking. And so we talked for another hour or so. Eventually so tired, all we wanted to do was sleep.

It was around 10 when we woke up. And made love, as morning Henry so enjoys doing. I felt my innards burning from his pounding, laying on my back heaving heavily. ‘Goodness me.’ I laughed as he rolled over and supported his head, letting a finger travel over my body. He was panting slightly. I finally opened my eyes, seeing he was looking a bit pained. I reached out to him. ‘Hi.’ I said. ‘Hey.’ He returned, his eyes twitching between loving and regretful. I looked down at his glorious body, noticing something… missing. ‘C…ondom?’ His face broke in agony, his gaze looking at something on the bed table. ‘It broke.’ ‘Wow..you..’ I got up in shock, looking at rubber, then at him. ‘Do we need to get you a morning after pill?’ He said meekly. ‘Hopefully not, I am pretty steadfast with the pill.’ I looked at him in disbelief. He sighed, ashamed. ‘I’m so sorry.’ I let out a breath I was holding. ‘Oh I’m so glad I use the pill. Please tell me next time. Oh my..this could have gone wrong.’ He sat up, looking apologetically at me. ‘I’m so sorry.’ ‘It’s okey. I just..didn’t notice.’ I sighed, then looked at him lovingly. ‘It should be alright.’ I continued, cupping his cheek. He smiled weakly, then pulled me close. ‘Ohhh. I’m such a fool!’ He said melodramatically. I snickered as I pulled his heavy body on top of me, hugging intently.

The day was filled with horses. Saddling horses, walking with horses, riding horses, combing horses, haying horses, moving horses from field to field. Henry clearly got the knack for it, gently and without force leading the horses around. ‘It’s all in the hips and eye contact.’ He said, leading a mare ahead, with a few horses following. It was just the two of us, as Mr. Games was drying off some horses at the stables. The day was running late and food smells were flowing out of the kitchen. ‘Mares love good hips huh?’ I joked, earning a cocky smile from him. ‘Well all joking aside, my hips are …sore.’ I said, somewhat surprised by that. He laughed at me sweetly. ‘Then let us rest.’ He said. ‘I thought you’d never say it.’ I grinned with a mocking tone. He raised an eyebrow at me, smirking.

The days flew by and before we knew it we were driving back to the Hollywood Hills. The return of bright lights, stressed out honking cars and general mess that was the city, I couldn’t help but sigh. I loved my work, my friends, the closeness of everything you need, but there sure were downsides to living in the city. He squeezed my leg while he drove south to drop me off at home. Our goodbye was sweet and relaxed. It had been good to be with each other for longer then just a few minutes. The eraticness was gone and had made place for trust and comfort. We kissed a long while in front of my door, Kal waiting impatiently to go in like he usually would. But this time we really said goodbye at the door. I stood and watched while Henry made his way down the stairs, Kal following with wagging tail. Down the stairs he turned around to look up, waving at me one last time before disappearing. We were getting better at it, I smiled, walking inside of my dark apartment. I didn’t even bother turning on lights, just dropping my stuff, brushing my teeth and heading for bed. It would be another busy week. And, the last week here in the US, which made shooting all the more crazy.

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I was exhausted by the time it was Saturday. I could sleep anywhere, anytime. And yet I had to pack my stuff for my flight tomorrow evening. It was only now I really started to miss Bib. Usually it would be a whole hustle to get my way too old cat in the plane, having to do all these health checks, her being completely paranoid for the rest of the day. No more of that. I plopped on my bed. It was 11.30pm. I opened my Whatsapp to check on any messages. No message from him yet. I sent him a kissing emoji, followed by a sleeping emoji. ‘Flying tomorrow. When do you get to Poland?’ I fell asleep and only woke up again when the alarm clock buzzed 8 hours later. I groaned. He had responded. ‘Sleep well dear. Probably arrive there on Wednesday evening if all goes well. Wish I could travel with you :) Safe travels and contact me when you arrived!’ Followed by a picture of all his stuff being packed. All the picture frames, dog toys, some workout gear, put into boxes. I snickered. I didn’t bring quite as much with me. Just clothes and a few books. I owned this home and kept all my valuables in a locked closet, then rented out the apartment to colleagues who worked here off and on as well. I had to miss my stuff for these months, but oh well.

We were flying. I was completely dazed, barely striking up conversation with colleagues flying with me. I was too darn tired and all I wanted was that day off after landing. If anything I realised full well I wouldn’t be able to keep up this lifestyle forever. It made good money, which I invested wisely just so in a few years I could settle down and pick a more quiet hobby-that-made-some-money and live off the earnings of my investments. Always better than what most colleagues were doing; blowing through the money like there was no tomorrow. Expensive cars, clothes, going out for dinner every single night and then complaining they couldn’t go to the dry cleaners multiple times a week. Silly folk. I watched a simple romcom, listened to some music, tried to sleep in the rather uncomfortable seat I was situated in (squeezed in between two sizeable ladies who were talking extremely loud and were sweating like whales). I couldn’t describe the happiness when the captain announced we were starting to land.

*Lapalice caste*

It was morning in Poland, the sky and buildings as grey as last we were here. The communist building style really didn’t do any good for this culture. Nevertheless, it was a relief when the crew’s bus arrived and we were transported to the countryside. We were starting the set build at a castle, an artistic 20th century interpretation, absolutely lovely. A small encampment had already been made with running water, hot showers and a large food area. This would do for the next month. Our manager immediately started with nudging us to come up with ideas for the brainstorming session tomorrow, but I, like everyone else, simply ignored her. ‘Tomorrow Lazz. Don’t want to have more of us burned out.’ One of the men said, tapping her on the shoulder. We were escorted to our quarters. Shamefully..it were small bunk beds. I rolled my eyes. Well, no privacy then. Trying to stay awake for a little while longer I walked around a bit and sent a selfie with the set in the background to Henry. ‘Smells medieval to me!’ I added. ‘Gonna switch to European SIM. Add my number: 316123456789.’ Also, being back in Europe, and having switched sim cards, I took the opportunity to give my mother a call. She answered after some waiting. Always a busy woman.

‘Dear! How are you? Oh such things I’ve heard! Are you sleeping well?’ She rattled in dutch. ‘Hi mom. I’m pretty good. Kind of jet-lagging. Just arrived in Poland. So, mostly trying to stay awake now haha. How are you guys?’ ‘So good! Oh, exciting news. We got permission to start rebuilding the back of the house. It’s gonna be so pretty. I’ll send you the drawings.’ ‘Cool! With the wooden porch?’ ‘Yes. Oh it’s going to be lovely. Hey but what did I hear..or read. Are you pregnant?’ ‘What? No mom. Who told you that?’ ‘Oh my sister, you know she loves following your work. She told me you were seen with this actor and he was touching your belly and all.’ ‘If I would be pregnant I’d surely not forget to tell you mom. No. No babies coming. But I am dating, yes.’ ‘Is he good to you? Or is it a she? That’s fine too.’ ‘It’s a guy. Actor yes. And he’s a darling.’ ‘Oh so maybe babies at some point then?’ ‘Mommm.’ ‘What?! I had babies by your age.’ ‘You’re insufferable at times mom. So how are grandma and pa?’ I diverted the conversation. ‘Not great, you should call them. They have moved to a senior house and they absolutely detest it. Poor folk.’ ‘Ay…’ We chatted for a while longer. It was good to speak to her again, her voice rattling happily through the phone. At times it’s hard to remember how important family is, until you reconnect.

I ended the call and saw some more messages coming in from Henry (seen as an unknown number, since I switched SIM card). A whole selfie diary of what he had been doing that day. Working out, walking the dog, some more firewood with a shrugging emoticon (definitely hinting at jerking off) and finally a selfie of him having lunch with some of the cast. I snickered. ‘Busy man! And miss you a lot :) Especially seeing the tiny, tiny bunkbeds they got us xD Goodbye privacy..’ I typed. He responded. ‘We’ll make up for that on Wednesday then.’ Wink. I smiled, then wondered if they had installed the trailers yet for the lead actors. I started strolling around the area, and sure enough the shiny aluminium trailers appeared at the far edge of the campsite.

The next few days was mostly just scouting the area for good shoot locations, collecting material and starting the build of the set for the first week. It was decidedly more relaxed then the previous weeks. To which I was glad. It also did wonders for the team spirit. Many nights we were huddled around campfires, drinking hot wine and making music. It sure felt like a small holiday. And I got to know my colleagues a whole lot better. We worked in a team of 15 for set design. 2 Of them were apparently going to get married in a month’s time, right after our crew was let off, 5 of them had gone to the same college, and most of them were utterly curious about my relationship with Henry. I kept it a bit under the wraps, but spoke honestly about how much fun we had. And how normal it felt. And yes, we were all official. ‘You are..so lucky. Urgh.. Why not me?’ One of my gay colleagues blurted out. We all snickered. ‘It’s the vagina I’d say..otherwise you surely would have had a shot.’ I winked. He warped his mouth in oo-ing shape. ‘Oh Hell! I’d let myself be rebuilt if that means I’d have a shot.’ We all belted out a loud laugh.

Wednesday came. The sun was starting to break through the grey clouds for the first time these days. How suitable, I thought, sipping my morning tea while looking over the hunting grounds that were being prepped for a scouting scene. More bushes, white biodegradable dye after which fake snow would be added. We were sitting around a large wooden board on two scaffolds, serving as huge meeting table. Materials for clothes were splayed out. I wasn’t really paying attention, since this part of the production would be running when I was already off-duty. ‘Hey, whatcha think, light or darker blue for him?’ One of the ladies woke me from my day dreaming. I stood up and looked at the scraps of fabric. ‘Darker. Besides the bias works better on this fabric.’ The lady smiled contently. ‘I told you.’ She said, looking at the other dressmaker who shrugged in slight annoyance. ‘Like she knows anything about cloth making.’ She shot me a dirty look. I shrugged in return, smiling. ‘Who knows!’ Which annoyed her even more. ‘It is indeed a better fabric to cut on bias though.’ The other woman retorted, nodding at me to acknowledge me. After they wrapped up their little meeting, the woman came up to me. ‘You sew?’ I looked up in confusion. ‘A bit. Made some costumes for fun before I got this job actually.’ ‘Good. And you helped buy they fabrics too right?’ ‘I was more a dumb force dragging along fabric rolls, if that counts as helping.’ She smirked. ‘Well silly questions maybe. But..Any chance we can borrow you for a few hours tomorrow and stand in for some fittings. Much better then that Polish girl they found. Can’t speak english, doesn’t understand fit..Urgh. And can’t have Ciri look like a mess.’ I raised my eyebrow, surprised by the request. ‘Uhmm..I’ll have to check my schedule. We’re doing a run-through around 12. And..and I’m not sure we share the same..build…Freya and I’ ‘That’ll be fine. Both small figure. We’ll do a further fit when she arrives - she got delayed…actresses…’ I shrugged, looking at my phone to check my schedule. ‘Alright.’

Not much later the main crew arrived in a large black bus. The first one getting out was Kal, who sprinted out like he hadn’t seen daylight in days. He sniffed and peed everywhere and greeted people with great excitement. The crew gladly petted him and started helping unpacking. Henry and Anya were in conversation when they got off the bus, joking around. Freya indeed wasn’t there. Hmm.. Then Henry noticed me and smiled an even broader smile. He walked up to me, carrying some of his luggage which he dropped to the muddy grass to give me a deep kiss. ‘Hi princess.’ ‘Hey you.’ I said with cheeky smile. He looked up to see what Kal was doing, now playing with one of the camera guys. He sniffled. ‘Good to be here. How are you?’ ‘Good actually. It’s been some lovely relaxed days, just building up, having campfires and the weather’s getting better too. How was your trip?’ ‘Decent. Some turbulence which got the ladies screaming.’ He rolled his eyes with amusement. I snickered. ‘But all went well…’ He fell quiet for a bit and looked at me. And I just returned his quiet stare, smiling. ‘Already found my trailer?’ ‘In the back, far right. A trailer with a view of the lake.’ I winked. ‘Best view in town.’ He smiled in return, folding an arm around me. The very weight making me have to shift my feet in the slippery grass. He stared out over the fields around him, looking at the crew walking around with set pieces, smiling proudly. I just took the moment to wrap my arm around his lower back, leaning into him.

‘Yea let’s get my stuff to the trailer and find something to eat. I’m starving.’ He said, his stomach rumbling. I snickered, diving away from underneath his arm and walking to the bus to grab some of the stuff I knew to be his. We walked up to his trailer, his PA already waiting there to hand him his key and schedule for the first week. ‘Argh..and back to dehydration nightmare again.’ He said, glancing over the schedule. We moved his stuff in, unpacked all his picture frames and put them on top of the floating kitchen cupboards and set up some dog food and water for Kal. He walked back to the door, pulling it closed. I could see his eyes darken with lust while he pinned me against the kitchen block. ‘No bunk bed here.’ He growled. ‘Mmm I have to do a run-through in 10. Later.’ I whispered in between his shower of kisses. ‘Mmpff.’ He cupped my jaw in his large hands. ‘I can’t wait.’ ‘I know.’ I snickered, giving him a quick peck on the cheek before moving to get back outside. He stopped me with one arm, grabbing me around the waist. He bit my neck playfully. ‘Rrr.’ He growled into my ear. I giggled, squirming in his arm. ‘Let me go!’ I puffed, pushing down his arm. He turned me around with great ease and looked at me, this time more sweetly, then smiled sheepishly. ‘Come look for me when you’re done.’ He said. I nodded, then pried myself out of his iron grip and made way for the set.

The camp fires were lit again and dinner was served. With the crew slowly growing in size it became more rowdy. I joined Henry and some stunt men around a fire, huddled against him while forking around in a plate of Chinese food. It was rather bland shamefully. The men were enthusiastically talking through some of the stunt work that had been planned. Burning building jumps, fighting with dogs, monster fights, the whole shebang. Henry was joining in with great excitement. He loved doing as much stunt work on his own as he could. A little boy’s dream of his. His arms flexed while he talked, his eyes gleaming. After dinner however, he soon lost out to his jet lag. He poked me out of my dreaming stare into the fire and whispered. ‘Join me?’ I nodded and smiled a tired smile. Without further ado we excused ourselves, I brushed my teeth and went to his trailer, Kal already sleeping on the floor, only his ears twirling up in curiosity.

Just moments after he turned the lock on the door I could feel his hands roam over my body. He pulled me flush against his chest, my back towards him as he sniffed my hair. ‘I missed this smell of you.’ He rumbled, lust trailing his voice. I sniffled, turning my head slightly so I could kiss him. ‘I’ve missed YOU.’ I whispered against his lips, a smile on my lips. His arms folded around me, squeezing me even closer as his head dipped down, his lips blazing a trail on my neck. ‘Very funny..Now..I would like to be patient, but…’ He swirled me around with a force I had not experienced of him yet. I barely had time to register what was happening when he swooped me up in his arms, needing just a few long strides to lay me on the bed at the back of the trailer. He quickly stripped off his clothes as I stared at him, my dazed head needing a good moment to take in what was happening while my gaze fell on his rushed striptease. I didn’t even think about undressing myself. He took my breath away as he had done a dozen times by now. That hair tumbling in unruly curls around his face, his flexing muscles, the slight smirk on his lips and that godly chest hair. By the time he looped his thumbs around the waistband of his boxers, he raised an eyebrow at me. ‘Undress.’ He simply commanded, his voice dark. I obliged gingerly, quickly wriggling myself out of my comfy outfit as I laughed at his impatience.

I was just about to unclasp my bra when he pushed me down on the bed, crawling on top of me. I gasped as one of his hands slipped around my throat (even though he was careful) and I immediately halted any further attempts to remove my underwear as his heavy body pushed me down, his lips meeting mine. Eager hands slipped down my panties, feeling how wet I already was for him. He rumbled a low chuckle as he reached his arm out towards a small drawer next to the bed, his eyes not leaving mine. I raised an eyebrow as he rumaged around in the drawer, finding what he was looking for: a condom. He kept his eyes trained on me as he ripped the packaging with his teeth, not looking away once. I felt myself get wetter by the second as I looked in his lust-laced eyes, hearing his ragged breath. He pumped his erection a few times before putting the condom on, his eyes finally trailing away. He looked down at his erection, now eagerly pressing against my hip. And he sure liked what he saw, because when he looked back up there was that all-familiar question in his eyes. I took a shallow breath, which was apparently enough of an answer as he pressed his lips against me more feverishly.

He was..impatient..to say the least. His lips bruised mine deliciously, making me moan and groan in response while his right hand moved aside my panties. He guided his erection to my folds, rubbing it generously against my core - earning another longing moan from me. Then he got up a bit, making eye contact once more. DO IT - I thought, but he waited, just tilting his head slightly. And so I wrapped my legs around his hip, pulling him inside of me. We both gasped, savouring the feeling of becoming one. He slumped forward a bit, leaning heavily on his arms as his head dunked down to bite the soft skin of my neck. Without breaking contact, he slowly pumped out, before pushing all the way back in. I groaned. He was so big. And hard. I scratched at his back as he started to slowly up his pace. ‘That smell.’ He rumbled, lowering it to a tone that sounded more like Geralt then Henry. I groaned and moaned as he started a frantic speed. ‘Oh gods.’ I moaned as his lips attacked my neck, jawline, cheek, forehead, eyelids. He did not leave one bit of skin untouched.

I felt he was getting closer to his release and tried to pry one of my hands in between us, to stimulate myself. He groaned, realising he had neglected my needs. I opened my eyes, seeing he gave me a pleading look before he pulled my arm away, pushing me over on my belly before pulling my hip up. My head still pressed to the mattress and my butt in the air, I felt a bit vulnerable. I tried to turn my head to see him, but he pushed my shoulder down. ‘Like that.’ He said darkly, and before I could protest he pushed back inside of me again. I groaned. He could reach even deeper in this position, hitting my cervix in a way I wasn’t sure I was enjoying fully. I wanted to sit up, change the position, but his strong arm kept pushing me down. He started to push into me again, something I wasn’t so very much enjoying. ‘Babe..’ I gasped, my voice laced with pain. He folded over me, pausing his thrusting as he finally touched my bud. I could feel his lips on the skin of my naked back. ‘That better?’ He asked, a touch concerned. I immediately felt that all familiar electricity coil up inside. I gasped again. He bent over further, involuntarily moving inside of me. I squealed it out as he hit an unfamiliar place inside of me, an orgasm bursting through me making my whole body shake. Was that my g-spot? I thought after some seconds. I had even forgotten about Henry’s heavy body pushing into me, only realising he was asking me if I was okay when the haze lifted. ‘Baby? Hey?’ He was holding himself still, his lips next to me ear. I finally managed to turn my head towards his face, a smile on my lips. ‘That was..’ I started..but couldn’t finish. I burst out into laughter. He nuzzled my cheek, finally understanding. A husky laugh rumbled through his chest. ‘Are you okay?’ He finally asked, his face more serious now. I nodded, closing my eyes and wiggling my hips, immediately feeling his erection hard inside me.

Staying folded over me like he was shielding me from the world, he started pulling and pushing into me. Again and again..and again. And boy. Did it feel good this time. His hand once more circled my nub while he played around with the angles of his thrusts. The higher he moved up my body, the more frantic were my shivers. I wasn’t even sure if it was just one very long second orgasm bursting through, or several. Not that I could even care anymore. I groaned, moaned and shivered while he pushed into me, his orgasm finally taking him over the edge as well. He groaned as his seed spilled inside of me, releasing the hand from my nub to steady himself. He took a few deep breaths, stilling himself, before gently pulling out. I flopped down on my belly, still shivering, while he rolled on his side. Our eyes met, a smirk on his lips. ‘I’ll remember that.’ He finally said as his hand travelled over my slightly shivering body. I sniffled, moving closer to kiss him. ‘Hi.’ I smiled, still dazed from my orgasms. ‘Hi.’ He responded, smiling a broad smile, pulling me even closer, folding his arms protectively around me. He nuzzled me, taking a calm breath. ‘How I missed you.’ I nodded in agreement, too spent to talk and instead just enjoying laying there in his arms until sleep overtook me. I had missed this indeed.

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kimyoonmiauthor · 4 years ago

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Story Ideas I posted on Soompi for K-dramas.

Posted November 14, 2020. I worked on these with some other Korean adoptees. Posting here to document it. Triple back up is not a bad idea when you do this type of thing. Elevator Pitch:

- Alt Joseon History Reverse Drama Harem set after the Imjin War, Women-centric (I suggested it last round, but I'm making it more attractive)

- Heart-warming adoptee tale set with Jaebeol family as the birth family.

Reverse Alt Joseon history Harem (I left historical research notes in for you to further research too).

After the Imjin War, Prince Gwanghae declared an "Honorable Women's list", which made the Queen Dowager upset with him and the crown prince (In real history he used the excuse of less arable land because of Japanese invasion to give land from widows to men, so they could get royal titles. In Nepal, in the mountains, less land has also meant that for some peoples there, the women marry a group of brothers who rotate time with the wife, guaranteeing land to her and them). So, she deposed him and installed the daughter of the Royal Consort Ui to the throne of Joseon. Joseon has been a Matriarchy ever since then with women ruling the throne and a harem to match. All of the key positions have been ruled by women. Men have to get permission to divorce, they cannot own land, and they are put on cycles per month rotation to favor their wife, who have all the power. Since then, the merit-based system has somewhat fallen apart with men severely devalued. Men are considered weaker than women in every aspect-- not as smart, frivolous, fixated on material possessions (like hair, clothes, make up, etc and landing a good woman with money), unable to learn anything other than etiquette on how to properly serve women, unable to do military affairs, unable to do magic (Based on harnessing spirits and Mugyo) [I suppose one could have a male-based magic system too that more subtle maybe based on Buddhism? since men imported Buddhism to Korea], can't do ancestor rituals but must provide the food, widows are expected to die (because who will take care of the men and provide for them if their breadwinner is gone?), and much physically weaker. They are devalued if they can't marry by the time they are 30 because they are viewed as much less virile. They are there to lead women astray from their husbands in the minds of society, and they are the ones punished for faults. If they rape or are accused of rape, they are met with death. They are considered peacocks for decoration and fill the brothels and red districts. They are allowed dance and to do street dramas, but this is considered a lesser art form compared to the lavish palace versions. Queen of Joseon, considered the most beautiful such that all the women want to imitate her... with her curly hair and freckles, is on the throne and has amassed a large portion of the men, leaving many of the Noble women unmarried. Her harem has grown huge with mostly pretty boys she's selected. She has lavish palace dances every day with pretty boys from her harem to entertain her. She also has them perform plays [Can reference previous dramas and do anachronistic references] for her more lavish than the next. The Prime Minister, has been supporting her habits to distract her from her duties while controlling the throne. The Prime Minister, while she has one husband and one concubine has been neglecting her husband and spending all her time with her concubine. There is a rebellion swelling against them... *** Extended version: In the midst of this, there are Portuguese traders that have come to shore with black men who are slaves, come to do trade (this really happened in Korean history). One of the slaves comes to the court to help refine the map of Africa (Gangnido was done in 1402 and Portuguese contact with Japan happened in 1543, so it's not that far fetched according to history). While helping the Minister of Arts, they fall in love with each other. She teaches him Korean, and he teaches her about his part of Africa. He comes from West Africa. (Hausa [Queen Amina died in 1610], maybe and maybe give him a Korean name later?) There, both men and women can be tribal leaders and share responsibilities. He comes to teach her that both men and women can be equal. The court grants him his freedom for his services, and he stays and marries this woman, despite objections, who, then becomes a part of the resistance against the Queen.

The Heads of the resistance is none other than the Prime Minister's concubine, not the Prime Minister's husband, who has been loyal this entire time. (Delaying this discovery is a good idea) Tired of having to service the Prime Minister every night, and entertain her, he has been leading a double life. He wants men in control again. The other conspirator is the Queen's top consort, who looks like a bumbling fool with his love of jokes (especially dry humor), stupid puns, food (though not fat, just fancy food), and has tried to look as useless and tolerant of the system as possible. But he loves his Queen deeply, which is why he wants to end the system and ask for equality. They have been meeting and arguing at an eating establishment since Royals aren't let into Red Districts, where a widowed lovable Halmeoni (You can get her to sell Subway sandwiches to camera, etc for laughs. Subway and Quiznos have a sense of humor... so why not ask if they are willing? Since it's alt history--make winks to the audience that you know it's not accurate.) has been slowly learning all of the court secrets... which is how the Queen learns of their dirty plots. The person who wanted this scenario fleshed out also wants the Queen to be... "Queen can’t be too flaky- forgetful to a fault, yea. Clumsy . Cold, a bit snarky, always on edge and with quite an appetite. Forgiving of the wrong folks. Always looking for good in them but not trusting. Independent and she has to drive a black carriage!"

How this concludes, with equality, crushing the rebellion, or with men, again, taking power and thus making everyone question what was better is up to you, if you choose this idea. Five Act or 기승전결 is up to you. (Or mix them).

Suggested issues to include (and why you might want to write this) and errata:

Can challenge current Korean issues of spousal abuse, feminism, gender issues (Such as nonbinary people), trans (Such as transmen), Make Mugyo a state religion since it was supported a lot by women during Joseon (also supported LGBTQIA, past and present. Baksu~~) And also challenge our understanding of history by adding in people like Lady Jang Gye Hyang (1598-1680), who would be against the current government and for rule by men, mention mention Heo Nanseorheon (Pre-Imjin war... she needs a drama done about her because she's always overshadowed by her brothers and made into a brat, rather than a full character and an intelligent woman, which she was). ImYunjidang (1721-1793) and Kang Chonggildang (1772-1832) for example... also aren't often mentioned figures. There were historical figures in real life that were for and against the new Joseon order of Neo Confucianism, though many of the women that spoke out had their papers burned by the patriarchy. Inserting those figures historically sageuk have been resistant to insert because it goes against the ideas of Joseon being an idealistic patriarchy might add spice to the drama. One can also challenge the idea that "traditional" values are male dominated by pointing out that widows in Joseon pre-Imjin war could own land and pass it to their daughters unchallenged, that LGBTQIA was more widely accepted, and that there were great Queens before that like Seondeok by upholding them as the rule, rather than the exception as reasons why the Matriarchy is "superior" to the previous Patriarchy.

One of the women who helped with this premise likes Lee Min Ho a lot.... lol She'd probably request that the Prime Minister's Concubine be Lee Min Ho. (He hasn't done a Joseon historical drama in a while and I think he could play both sides well--warm and sweet and then cold and callous...).

Probably needs a woman to write this one versed in feminism and history or a woman and man team. I hope it passes the Bechdel test (Two women talk about something other than men, preferably more than one time), the Mako Mori Test (Women have a motivation other than romance or the man and doesn't degrade over time). and the Sexy Lamp test (The women have agency to make decisions, face consequences and rescue themselves)... there is no fridging--i.e. killing characters without knowing them solely to motivate the main characters to do something, and makes us think deeper about gender issues, feminism, etc. I suppose if the writer hits really hard on social issues, it would be probably JTBC material (who haven't done a Historical drama in a while). Tonally, I was hoping for a mixture of laughs and thinking about the issues more deeply, and some tight action to keep us guessing. If you want to argue marketability: I saw Romance of the Tiger and Rose (China) and Ooku by Fumi Yoshinaga. And a friend of mine (also Korean) wanted a drama with her and her (drama) harem of guys, so... we want a Korean commentary on feminism done this way, but with sharper feminism and more imagination attached. Covering modern feminist issues is fine since it's fantasy. Be transgressive.

BTW, for sponsorship: (since the costumes might cost extra, etc) easy... cosmetics advertised by men, done anachronistically to camera, on purpose. Other plugs can be done this way too... which would sell the product, but also make people question gender roles at the same time. Or you can also do plugs this way and suddenly gender them, making people question how this item is "male" or "female". Like a brush, or a wall, drink, sandwich (lol Quiznos and Subway), etc. can be called "Masculine" or "feminine" and be sold to camera, if the sponsors cooperate. (Sold by Pretty Boy actors to the audience... there's a good chance.) This should get you to at most episode 6, if it's paced well and you plotted the rest of the angles. If it's action-filled with lots of twists then the basic scenario will get you through to episode 4. The twists can come later.

And the other one was invented between me and another Korean adoptee...

Elevator Pitch: Heart-warming adoptee tale set with Jaebeol family as the birth family.

Twenty-five years ago, there were identical twins born to the same mother, but because her petition to get a paternity test failed from a Jaebeol family, she was forced by her lover's family to give them up for adoption, despite her best efforts to get into the single mother's homes (the adoption agency ones are pretty terrible because they try to wear down the women into giving up their children and seats are very few at the government ones). A woman had been stalking her while pregnant in order to give up her children for a kickback from the adoption agencies and from the family itself (There were KBS and MBC reports about it in the early 2000's), so with major heartbreak, she decided to give them up. However, her lover never knew this was a case.

The children were split up. One went to the United States, was adopted to a white family, and the other was adopted to Korean family, but never told they were adopted.

In the current time, the US adoptee, has been working for a year and a half to get her dual citizenship. She has a degree in Business accounting and is a very warm person. Despite her talents, she is teaching English in Suwon. She has an allergy to allium (Garlic, onions, etc), which makes it hard on her to eat Korean food. Every time she eats it, she gets gas and a tummy ache. She is constantly mocked by the ajumma in restaurants over it. She does not speak very fluent Korean and only knows Kindergarten Korean. She also often has delusions from Korean dramas as being real. Intelligent, smart, but has a hard time proving it to the Koreans around her because of her lack of language skills. People keep commenting on how she's single, but she finds it hard to date anyone once they find out she is adopted, so thinks she has no roots. Her records were sealed by the military. (US Military adoption is like that) So she takes a trip to Daegu's police station to get a DNA test. Meanwhile...

Meanwhile her twin has grown up in a steady Korean family, but there are things that never quite matched about her story and the family she's lived with. Their profession aspirations are totally different from hers, everyone else has a baby picture, but she doesn't. That feeling of "Jeong" sometimes feels like it's missing. The neighbors talk behind their hands when she passes them. This is when she accidentally discovers the truth talking to a neighborhood recycling Halmeoni. Unlike her twin, she has no allergy to allium and loves it. She mainly works at PC Bang and menial jobs and never really aspired to much because she's always felt like she didn't really truly belong.

*** Extended Pitch At the same time, their father has become the head of the company and a major CEO of a conglomerate. He is unaware of the twins' existence... so there are lots of passing shots between the family members as we get to know them. The company politics have become tricky because the father's seat was never really guaranteed. He still thinks about his lover from time to time, but his seat has become more and more unsure as he's opted adamantly out of marriage. The twin's mother is working at a small time job, and is forced to keep silent about the time she's tried very hard to forget. People shame her if they find out she had children.

When the twins finally get to remeet because of DNA, this shakes up their father's position and his company. The family secrets come out and the mystery of who sent the mysterious woman to stalk their mother starts to unfold, not only the secrets of the company, but of their father and mother's relationship, and of the family relations. But in the middle of this is that feeling of "Jeong" or instant belonging. (I don't think the love of the adoptive family should be diminished or it should be written like if you have more family, you have less love... but that there are things that connect people in different ways and the drama explores those ways of connection and disconnection.)

Issues that can be covered: Single Motherhood, Paternity testing (There was a recent Korean case on this and also another case about 10 years ago, where an adoptee found out they (male) were the son of a Jaebeol person, but the family refused any contact, etc--should be in Korean as well.), Economic differences, what Pres. Kim Dae Jeong called Adoption as the "brain drain" of South Korea (He said it on film, too, just before the reforms <3 Still my favorite president), Prejudices against foreigners, adoptees, and addressing the fact that finding family is difficult because of the shame around adoption and it's not instant. A person can start at 13, and still go through a ton of work and hoops to try to get any info. (The Korean agencies can also be mean/overworked with one person working all of the cases, like for HOLT and ESWS it's this way.) Also can address problems like how cousins can want to find each other, but get blocked because of adoption (You can't marry up to Second Cousins, but if you're adopted, you can't find your extended family members, even if you had connection to them in the past and they know you exist and they aren't allowed to search for you either because the agencies and law block them). Agencies lying that children are either dead, or that they never got communication, when they have. There is a story I know where a mother inquired every year about her child and wrote letters and then the agencies told her they got nothing, and then the matching adoptee wrote every year too, hoping to find their mother and equally got nothing. The agency lied to both of them. Also the old proxy system before it got outlawed where women would stalk pregnant single women to get records. (It's updated to the lawyer proxy system where lawyers stalk single women).

Warmth, not makjang, emphasis on Jeong and nunchi... and Warm and Fuzzy in the end at least... with spurts of humor interspersed would be nice.

Personally, I think if MBC or KBS is willing to help with the footage from the Proxy system report in the early 2000's where women were stalked by other women, those are the networks to pitch it to. It's up their ally. If not... cable. (I love SBS, too, no lies, but they didn't do a report back in the day.) Oh and make it 16 episodes-ish. Not family drama. We don't watch family dramas for length reasons...

#k-drama #ideas

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starlight-drive-in · 5 years ago

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Catching Feelings Ch. 3 Seven/MC College AU

Fic Summary:

MC’s roommate convinces her to attend a house party hosted by campus charity organization - The RFA. Minor legend and mystery on campus 707 is of course also there. MC thinks he’s weird - and absolutely adorable. Cheesiness ensues.

Chapter Summary:

Seven saves the day, and MC returns the favor.

Notes:

This chapter is a bit fan-service-y, a little trope-y and really, really fluffy. I hope you like it!

AO3 Link (Check here for warning/tags)

Chapter 3: Saving the Day

A short “squee” escapes MC’s lips as she reads over his messages again.

“What was that?” Mei asks.

“He called me beautiful!” She can’t help the smile that spreads across her face.

“See? Nothing to worry about. Even if he hasn’t seen the high-quality garbage you are in the morning!” Mei jabs affectionately.

“Hey!”

“I'm just kidding! Anyway, I have class. So you kids have fun and uhh stay safe!” Mei says opening the door.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” MC asks, but the door closes before she can get the sentence out fully.

With Mei gone the full reality of the situation hits her.

Saeyoung is coming over. Crap

She acted completely on impulse and now he’s going to realize she’s actually a smelly awkward mess when alcohol isn’t helping her words flow out so smoothly - if she could even call the previous night’s performance smooth. The point was that the alcohol helped her get her words out without her overthinking every little thing, especially in front of someone like him.

She attempts to make her bed, although that's a little rough with the headache that still persists. She borrows a bit of Mei’s perfume and makes sure to apply deodorant and then makes her way into the bathroom to brush her teeth. Halfway through brushing there’s a rhythmic knocking on the door almost like a little tune, so unique the only person it could possibly be is him.

She panics slightly, spitting out her toothpaste and quickly rinsing out her mouth, She smooths out her sweater and pads over to the door taking a deep breath and finally opens it. Saeyoung stands there in a crisp white button-down that seems to cling to him in all the right places. A small smile graces his lips as he runs a hand through his tousled red locks.

“Morning! Is it still morning?” He says.

“Hey. Uh” MC looks behind her at the alarm clock on the desk. “Yup still morning!”

Seven’s eyes sweep over the girl holding the door open in front of him. She looks comfortable - and adorable. Very warm, like she’d be perfect to snuggle up to and share hot cocoa with, and that sweater looks so soft! She looked sexy as hell the night before but if he’s being completely honest she looks even better like this. Like a girl you could - what’s the phrase? “Take home to mom”? If he had a mom that was. Take home to brother? Nah that doesn't sound good at all hmmm… Suddenly, something seems to catch his eye. “You um, have a little bit of something on your lip.”

“Shit.” MC stutters wiping her face.

“Oh, uh wrong side." He watches futility while she swipes the other side of her face, missing the spot again. "May I?” He raises his hand slightly, asking for permission to touch her.

“S-sure.” She can feel her face gaining heat already.

Using his thumb he quickly wipes the bit of toothpaste of the corner of her mouth. “There you go! Good as ever!”

“T-thanks" she blushes, "uhh you can come in! If you want of course.”

He studies her thoughtfully, blushing a bit himself and passes over the threshold into her dorm. “hmph, cute.” he mutters.

“What?” She asks, having not heard him well.

“Oh uh, nothing!” He attempts to cover, not realizing he had spoken aloud.

He was going to be the death of her.

“How’s your head?” Saeyoung asks her, taking off his backpack and setting in on the floor near her bed.

“Oh, its… ok.” She tries to play it off as she attempts to wheel her desk chair out for him to sit in, however one of the legs ends up rolling out in front of her and she trips, stumbling a bit before catching herself.

“hmmm" he taps his chin, "It's just as I thought.” he assesses.

“W-what do you mean?" She inquires.

“Back to bed with you missy! You need more recoup time!" Saeyoung declares, throwing back the covers on her bed and scooping her up before unceremoniously plopping her down unto her mattress.

She giggles despite the slight rush of pain that plagues her head as a result of his antics. “I guess there's no arguing that.”

He pulls up the desk chair to the side of her bed. “Do not fear! 707 has the perfect cure for you!”

“You mean your weird energy drink?” She giggles again.

“Oh no! No, no, I can’t actually let you test that, that’s what I have Yoosung for! You, pretty lady - get the real treatment! And also, I’ll have you know I almost came over here in my nurse costume just to administer it to you but I didn't want to scare you away.”

“Actually that would have been pretty amazing,” MC admits.

“Damn, next time then!” Saeyoung declares, taking items out of his bag.

“Let’s hope there isn't a ‘next time’. Last night wasn't exactly my best decision." She pauses for a moment, smiling "but I suppose the meeting you part was worth it.”

He smiles one of those smiles again and MC feels her heart flutter, little does she know how much her words made his heart feel much the same.

“Then I guess it’s only right for me to try and fix you up! Ok first, you need electrolytes!” he says brightly, handing her a sports drink. Which she takes with a smile. “Headache medication!” He continues, popping two out and handing them to her. “And finally…” He reaches into his backpack again and pulls out something wrapped in foil “Breakfast! I hope you like egg and cheese sandwiches?”

“That seriously sounds like the best thing ever right now.” She responds excitedly. “You sure know how to take care of a girl, keep that up and you’ll have me wrapped around your finger in no time,” She says before she can think. Oh my god, why did I say that? I'm not even drunk anymore, why does he make me say things like that?!

He says nothing, but smiles thoughtfully as he unwraps her breakfast for her making her feel like maybe he didn't exactly dislike that idea?

“Did you get one for yourself?” She asks, taking a bite. Her eyes roll back as a short moan escapes her lips and she throws her head back in satisfaction

Now it’s his turn for red cheeks. He wasn't exactly expecting to see that sight today. “Oh, uh. Nah! I had some chips this morning.”

“That's not a meal!” She scolds, still chewing. “Have the other half silly!”

“But that's for you!” He insists.

“Not anymore! You have to take care of yourself.”

“Says the girl who was drunk 12 hours ago!” He quips, taking the other half of the sandwich in defeat, it had been a while since he had any real food.

“Oh, so that’s how it’s gonna be?”

“Mmhmm!” He says while chewing, neither of them obviously caring much for table manners. “I got you home and brought you breakfast so I get to make one jab at you!”

“Ok, fair enough.” She concedes.

They sit quietly for a moment, just eating and enjoying the company. She finishes up her half as he goes to take the second to last bite of his, inadvertently causing a shift in the contents of the tiny bit of remaining sandwich causing some egg and cheese to fall onto his shirt. Or rather - his brother’s shirt.

“Aww shit.” He mutters.

“Oh no!” she exclaims. “That's the curse of white shirts, you wear one and you’re immediately more likely to drop something on it.”

“Right? Ugh, Saeran’s gonna murder me.” He groans

She cocks her head in confusion “Who’s Saeran?”

“My brother, I borrowed this from him cuz I maaay have forgotten to do laundry and I maaaay have... wanted to look nice for you?" He hurries through the second part of his statement.

She smiles at the confession, “Well you do look nice, but there’s no way I’m letting your brother kill you! The laundry room is down the hall. I can throw it in the wash for you! I have a load of whites to do anyway.”

“I’d feel so bad to make you do that when you’re not feeling well though!” He whines.

“Nonsense! I'm feeling much better thanks to you! Now take your shirt off!” Shit, I did it again, think before you speak MC.

“Oh ho ho, so forward!” He chuckles with a sly look and a wink. "I like that."

The wink hits her straight in the chest like a bullet “Ahh I didn't mean it like that.” MC stammers.

He chuckles unbuttoning his shirt, “You are way too cute.”

She glances away bashfully. “T-thanks.”

He gets all the buttons undone and pulls off his shirt standing up from where he was seated. “You have a basket of the other stuff you need to be washed? We can go together if you want,” he asks.

She can’t speak for a moment she just points and nods her head watching him as he puts his shirt in with her laundry and picks up the basket like a model in some male pin-up magazine. This isn’t fair, I thought he was a Comp-Sci major?! He said he eats chips for breakfast! Why does he have abs!? She can almost see the cover of the magazine that would feature the image in front of her, the caption reads: "Local man eats chips for breakfast and sits in front of a computer all day but still has a 6 pack, Doctors hate him!"

“Ready?” He asks, snapping her out of her thoughts. Did he notice her staring?

He smirks.

He totally noticed her staring and now that face isn't making it any easier not to stare!

“Y-yea!” She answers quickly, getting up and slipping her flip-flops on.

In the hall, she catches more than a few girls and a couple boys ogling her companion. One girl she shares a class with gives an impressed look and an enthusiastic nod.

"Saeyoung?" She says when they get to their destination.

"Ya?" He answers casually tossing items into the washer.

"Um, I think a couple people we passed in the hall were getting the wrong idea about us."

"Us? Why?"

"Well, you're not wearing a shirt, and I still look like a hot mess. It's still somewhat morning, people might think... things."

He takes another glance at her, raising an eyebrow as he looks her over again. "Your definition of “mess” seems really inaccurate, the other part-"

A familiar male voice cuts him off "Seven?" It questions.

"Yoosung!" He cries excitedly. "What are you doing here?! You feeling ok? I heard that chocolate milk is a great cure for a hangover."

"I have a group project with someone in this dorm and I'm not falling for that again, Seven!" He defends, Seven just shrugs in response and throws in a pair of MC's leggings into the washer before picking up another article.

"Uh… Seven?" Yoosung says slowly, not looking at Seven's face.

"Ya?"

"Why do you have a girl's bra? And where's your shirt?! "

"Oh. Uhhh." Seven stammers, trying not to picture how the lacey bralette must look on her. "I, uh."

MC's shock is unavoidable but she has to think fast. "Oops! That's mine! It must have fallen into your stuff on accident, I'll just be taking that, thanks! Sorry about that!" She snatches her undergarment from out of Saeyoung's hand and holds it to her chest possessively.

Yoosung's eyes snap to her and then narrow before he smiles at her. "Have we met?"

Wasn't he that drunk kid who kinda latched onto her shoulders last night?

"I'm Yoosung by the way!" He says excitedly seeming to have completely forgotten about Seven who just snickers as he throws the rest of the load in.

So this is his test subject MC thinks to herself.

"Nice to meet you, Yoosung. You must be a friend of Saeyoung's?" She asks.

Seven turns back around just in time to receive a questioning look from Yoosung. "Yea, I mean I'd like to think so at least. Although I'm curious about how you met Saeyoung." He emphasis the name while looking at Seven questioningly once more.

"We met at the RFA party." Seven tells him.

"The one last night?" Yoosung asks doubtfully.

"Yup! That's the one!"

"Hmph, interesting…" Yoosung deadpans. "Well, I've gotta get to work on this project. I'll see you and your new friend later."

“Awww, Yoosungie! Don’t be jealous.” Seven calls as Yoosung walks away.

"Is he ok?" MC inquires once she's sure Yoosung is out of earshot.

"Yea, he's just sensitive."

"Whatever about?"

"I knew him for 2 years before I told him my real name he's probably wondering why you already know it when we only met last night."

MC hums contemplatively. "And why do I know it?"

"Because." He says simply.

"Because?"

"Mmhmm"

"Is that all your going to tell me?"

"Mmhmm!"

"Why don't you use your real name anyway? Do you not like it?" She asks as he uncaps the laundry detergent. "C-cuz I think it's a cute na- I mean a nice name. I mean I'm just kinda wondering why you don't use it I guess?"

He smiles at her compliment but it doesn't reach his eyes. "It's a dangerous name. A dangerous name for a dangerous person."

She cocks an eyebrow at him and barks a laugh "Oh, yea you look real intimidating right now pouring that laundry detergent."

He laughs with her while he finishes up with the machine.

She gasps dramatically, “Oh no whatever will I do?! This man NO, not a man! This menace came to my dorm and did my laundry after he fed me and made my headache go away, he must be stopped!”

“I know, I know It’s hard to believe because I’m so cute but it’s true!” He defends.

“Ok, Ok. should I be careful of you helping old ladies across the street too?”

“Don’t say I didn't warn you, Sweetie” He says in a sing-song voice.

For a moment she considers whether or not he’s actually being serious, but she just can’t imagine the guy standing in front of her right now - who, by the way, is currently trying to blow a stray hair out of his face and failing (adorably)- being involved in anything even remotely dangerous. No this is definitely another one of his stunts.

Seven’s phone goes off, interrupting her train of thought. “Shit,” He says, sounding disappointed.

“What’s up?”

“I’ve got class in 30 minutes, guess I didn't think this through to well.” He says finally tucking that pesky hair loss behind his glasses and motioning to the laundry machine.

“That’s ok!” She ensures, “I can bring you your shirt later tonight, or tomorrow! I know where you live.” She says tauntingly.

“Oh ho ho, now whos the one trying to seem dangerous hmm?” He reaches out, tickling her side. She stifles a giggle and jumps back a bit.

“Uh oh.” He says

“What?” she says nonchalantly.

“You're ticklish!” “I have no idea what you’re referring too,” She says backing away from him, but smiling all the same.

“Mmmhmm.” He hums sauntering closer to her until she backed up against the wall. “Then I guess you won’t mind if I…” he pauses “DO THIS” he finishes attacking her sides in feather-light caresses.

She thrashes back and forth in a fit of giggles, filling the air and Seven’s heart alike with mirthful joy. He chuckles watching her react to him.

Her face becomes flushed with a dusting of pink, her eyes prick with tears as she smiles from ear to ear. He becomes so enraptured with it all that he begins to slow his torturous tickling and then ceases completely. Just. Staring into her eyes.

They’re so close now. He could close that gap very easily, but would she welcome it? He inches a bit closer, her eyes widen as she’s entranced by his molten gold irises her breath hitches in her throat and then…

His phone blares again, knocking them both out of their trance. Saeyoung stumbles back, embarrassed and checks his phone again “Crap, I’ve got 20 minutes” he mumbles.

She frowns as he steps away from her. “Guess you better get a move on, then”

“One more thing, can I ask you a favor?” He says slowly and she nods in agreement, “Can I borrow a shirt?”

#mystic messenger #mystic messenger fanfic #mystic messenger fanfiction #sevenxmc #saeyoung choi #707 x mc #luciel choi #saeyoungxmc #fanfic #catching feelings #my writing

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judithsupportsteamchampery · 6 years ago

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Fan Interview with Deniss Vasiljevs after the Figure Skating Grand Prix in Grenoble, France, Sunday, November 25th 2018

- by Judith Dombrowski -

Sitting back home in Germany in front of my computer the last weekend seems still unreal for me. It was my first Figure Skating live event since 2007 and if I regret an only thing about this weekend it would be that it took me so long to go again. The main reason for my journey to Grenoble was the attendance of my favorite Skater - Deniss Vasiljevs from Latvia. I follow his career for two years now, since he started working with my former favorite skater Stéphane Lambiel. It was absolutely emotional and amazing to see him perform live, even though the competition itself didn’t turn out for Deniss as he probably would have hoped for. Still he was able to create absolute magic on the ice.

On very short note I had the luck to organize a very spontaneous fan-meeting on sunday morning. Thanks so much to Deniss’ manager Christopher Trevisan to make it possible and for the great cooperation.

Here is now the transcript of the interview we had with Deniss. I hope as many fans as possible will enjoy reading it. You can probably tell only from reading that Deniss and I were both still a bit nervous and shy at the beginning (well I definitely was, and he seemed as well) but it got into a very nice and relaxed conversation really soon.

Also please notice, that this was the first time in my life that I did such an interview, and it’s also my first time ever I am doing such a transcript. I decided to write everything down word by word just as they were spoken. Of course you will notice some grammar mistakes from my and from Deniss’ side since we are both no native speakers, and spoken sentences are always different from written sentences. I still decided to change absolutely nothing and just type it down as everything was said, that nothing Deniss said would be changed in any way. In case you are interested to translate this into another language, please try to do the same. I would also kindly ask you to ask for permission if you wish to translate it or publish it anywhere else. Thanks so much and I hope you will enjoy this. :)

Approximatly 25 - 30 people joined the meeting. I waited for Deniss outside of the hotel were we held the meeting at. Once Deniss and Christopher arrived and we came up the stairs everyone stood up and clapped. After some small greetings the interview started.

Me: Alright… I am a little bit nervous, so I wrote something down (referring to my notes). We all really appreciated your great programs. For me it was the first time seeing you perform live. It was really something special, much better than on TV. Your two programs this year are absolutely wonderful and appealing, so thank you. (Everyone was clapping.) I want to tell you some greetings from the Fan community. There are fans in Latvia, from Russia, someone wrote from Peru, (he really looked amazed when he heart Peru) from Mexico, from Hungary and they all send you their dearest greetings.

I will just start with the questions and of course everyone who has some questions can just join in and ask. I - and I think many of you here as well - read the transcript of the fan - meeting at NHK and there you talked a lot about the samurai program and I thought it’s really impressive that you shared some really deep thoughts about the programs and you can really see it when you perform. So there was a question from the internet who asked if you were personally involved in creating the costume or who created the costume for the samurai program.

Deniss: Well, it was the designer together with my whole circle who worked with the program. We put a lot of energy in it and we all came up with this very interesting - I guess - idea and all together that’s formed this…

Me: yea. you also drew the samurai very well…

Deniss: I love to draw. So my idea is very often to remind it on the paper and I am happy to share it for example for the work. For the things that I need to… It’s a place that can help..

Me: So you talked about the samurai program quite a lot in Japan already so you don’t need to repeat yourself again now. But we would love to know also a little bit more about the short program because it’s a really unusual choice of music for skating so how did you come up with the idea for the short program and this specific piece of music.

Deniss: How I came up with it? I don’t know it was a suggestion. But why we accepted it rather was because it is quite a challenge. It’s unique in it’s own style and so far I haven’t seen someone trying to really make it in this specific way so for me it’s really a big ( ) (I really can’t understand the word he is using here, maybe it’s „curiosity") how I can improve it to the level I want. How I can show all this emotion be clean and sharp because the music is very groovy and more like whatever… feeling this kind of just enjoy the moment and that’s I guess the biggest contrast in this part that I find very attractive but I try to work to do my best.

Me: So you said you want to improve something? So what do you think needs to be improved?

Deniss: There is no limit to perfection. And I try to improve everywhere I can. But I guess what I would love to define is to make the skating a little bit more.. probably not simpler but easier for me to execute from the right… like the music always has this dynamics and just a little bit better on my breathing and movement to this flow. That would hopefully help me having more power when I need it later on. And having the step sequence.. it has already been changed quite a bit after the last competition to suit the technical panel better and also takes a big part of the program and it’s a moment when you still head towards the second part of the program which also is very energy consuming so this kind of balancing out is required anyways.

Me: Well good luck for that. For us it seems already very perfect and you are really groovy in the program. I especially like the ending pose… it’s.. so unique. (laughter)

Deniss: Yea I very close to kiss the board. (laughter from everyone)

Me: Yea, especially at NHK, I thought there it was really close.. I thought two days ago it was a bit shorter (I re-watched the SP yesterday and saw that I had been wrong. He really had been very close to the board in Grenoble) but we also thought.. it maybe could cause some time problems… when you are sliding too long… not to go over time…

Deniss: No, the movement just has to stop… so technically when you are sliding… (laughter)

Me:… you are not moving…

Deniss: It depends how you look on it.. but I understand by the word movement.. that your body is not moving. You can slide on the ice because… ice is slippery..

Me: yeah….

Deniss: … so you slide… right? (laughter)

Me: So… hopefully the judges will be on your side… and… One comment I guess on the yellow pants… because it’s really controversy. I personally really really like it and it really suits the program and the music and it is an eye catcher.. so.. did you like the idea of the yellow pants from the beginning… or how did you come up with that?

Deniss: Initially I think that the match of the colors yellow and shiny is very into the mood of that time. Maybe today it is less popular and a little bit going away from that. But at that time the kind of moment of this very sparky time labs that I try to present to the audience it’s exactly that very shiny and really kind of… Cause I heard the… I am not sure if it’s completely sure if it is the correct word… but the „cheap disco“..

Me: … from the 70s / 80s…

Deniss: Yea kind of if you have this kind of colored and all of this in a sense represents that period of time.

Me: yea, that’s true.

Deniss: And you have those pants that go like… (shows with his hands the shape of flares)

Me: Oh yeah.. I know only the German word (for flares) but I know what you mean.

Deniss: So, all of that is that time and I heard different opinions on it… some people love it, some people cannot stand it. But the point is.. overall this atmosphere I am trying to create is related to that what I already mentioned.. and..

Me: That time was also controversy, right?

Deniss: It is like a theater. When you try so represent as best as you can that moment, that spirit, that fun moment.. so and this costume.. yellow pants… I find them really a good illustration of what exactly that time means and having actually in my point of view a very nice balance of colors, because I have yellow pants, the purple shirt which is also in this kind of style and i also think it gives a little bit of elegance that I have the black jacket it at least helps to make the lines better. So all of that is a combination of a costume that I actually imagined on my own and thought it would be a great way…

Me: Well, wow!

Deniss: I am honestly very happy and glad..

Me: So it’s your own work and you really feel represented by it. Or the it represents the program…

Deniss: That’s almost the way I feel that time. I have one show program, one of the firsts I’ve got and I have this costume which was basically light blue with a lot of different colors and to me that’s a disco.

Me: Yes!

Deniss: I see that sparky or this shiny…blablablabla… too much things… too much everything… to me that is the time I heard from my grandfather even a little bit touched by my father. He told me how he saw it and that overall created my understanding of that time.

Me: Very good explanation actually.

So I told you before that I will unfortunately miss the Gala but I guess (referring to the other Fans) a lot of you are coming and… are you going to perform the same Gala program as at NHK? The Woodkid?

Deniss: Yes… yes. I would like to skate that one.

Me: Yes! It was amazing. I really watched it like 10 times after it came out. And we had - my mother and I - tried to interpret it a little bit and we would like to know if that’s the way….

Deniss: If it matches me..?

Me: Yes, exactly. So we thought that you are representing the soldier who on the one side likes his profession but on the other side sees als the disadvantages that come with it like not being able to see his family and his love so he is really torn between liking what he does and missing home…

Deniss: That would be also a nice addition but it’s not exactly what I thought it would be. The first time I encountered this music and in general this idea I got behind it was I guess 5 or 6 years ago when I was following one game what was called „Assassin’s Creed: Revelations“ for the opening of that song or the trailer for that game was exactly this piece of music that I am skating to - „Iron“ by Woodkid. For me that’s the moment for me to form the opinion about it in general for me the story is that he’s a worrier and he is searching for something in the game at least and he is in a sense suffering. He has a lot of challenges and he’s not living kind of a happy life in the sense that he has constant struggles, he has to get food and has a very like big bandage and he is still fighting for it. He is in a sense a surviver and at the same time he has this… at some point anyone having that much stress in their life… they break. So and this is a sense a scream of soul which I try to partly represent in my performance.. this nasty feeling like it’s too much and at the same time you have no escape from it and you have to continue. So it’s kind of very dark and very touchy moment. For me personally when I skated.. I really try to put it more towards the… like very deep soul harming moment.

Me: Yea, you can definitely see that you are feeling it.. you’re really into it… your whole face… your emotions…

Deniss: Yes, that’s the best way to make it good to live it…

Me: yea to live it in the moment. Exactly. You are really in the song… and… it’s a great song, as well.. it’s really catchy…

Deniss: Yea, I really love the power that it has, it’s really impressive. I really like the author…

Me: Yea.. Woodkid… yea…

Deniss: Yea, he has quite a few great songs.

Me: Yea definitely.

Deniss: Skating to one of his creations is a big joy.

Me: Yea, it’s getting quite popular in skating and I only knew him from skating and now I listened to all of his songs and they are really amazing. I am really wondering why he isn’t more popular in general…

Well, good luck for all of you seeing it live this afternoon. I wish I would, but I hopefully will one day.. well I have more questions written down but maybe some of you want to join in and ask something?

Charlie: Okay, this Short Program for this season is the „Papa was a rolling stone“ and you also used Jimmy Hendrix two years ago and it’s a very curious choice for a guy like you and where does the inspiration come from? Who's idea is that? Your idea or Stéphanes idea?

Deniss: This music was found in a sense by Stéphs choreographer, Salome, and it was just a very good piece of music that would be interesting if I can make it… so we accepted this kind of challenge and did our best to present it the best way we can.

Charlie: And you really succeeded. When I first heard the song I didn’t even know the song „Papa was a rolling stone“ so I googled it and searched for it on youtube and I was like: This??? I am not sure! But then I saw your performance and I totally changed the idea, it was so awesome.

Deniss: One of the biggest challenges for this program like music wise was that actually music never starts… it starts and starts and starts and then it finishes and it still starts, so it’s never getting actually a peak so that’s probably was the hardest part doing it maybe… maybe the music works… so…

Charlie: You succeeded.

Deniss: We kind of found the right way.

Me: Anything else?… Alright… then I will go on… Probably we all gratulate you on graduating last summer from school.. I heard you did very well..

Deniss: Yes… I was really impressed by my marks.

Everyone clapping

Deniss: It was far more than I expected, especially I invested in the education.. because I was… well figure skating life is kind of busy… although it might sound on the paper that it’s not too much but actually it takes far more than that…

Me: Yea, it’s a whole lifestyle….

Deniss: Yea, it’s completely different. And the point that I actually managed to write the tests that well… actually a big thank you to everyone that helped me to prepare and actually kind of tutored me.. so I am very grateful for all their input… and miracle…. (points to his head)

Me: Yea, your good brain…

Deniss: That managed to squeeze all the information and delivered it at the right time..

Me: You learn that in figure skating as well… that you maybe concentrate at the right moment… Well, congrats. We are interested in… how is your studying now going? What are your plans? I heard that want to study in Switzerland… I think now it’s really hard…

Deniss: Education is a pretty big question and I constantly like switched for the last ten years changing what I want to do, where I want to go, what is my heard wish and for example right now since I am dedicated to figure skating all the time. I can not attempt a full time very serious education the way I would normally do it in Switzerland although it might sound that it’s not far with the schedule I have it’s massive… so..

Me: Yea, I studied.. so, I know what it takes…

Deniss: So, in my opinion like I plan for now about for getting a really important degree that I will enjoy that’s basically after I am done with my career which will take hopefully another 7 years. I really want to enjoy this road as long as I can and be perfecting it. So education has another standing than in usual life as an athlete it’s kind of a bit pushed in that part but nevertheless I am really really into learning more about art. Art has many varieties and ways to develop for example one of them is cooking, drawing and writing. There is just so many things I have done even looking from the perspective of figure skating. So I kind of anyway by staying and working full-time as a figure skater and do my best to improve that. And also I am attending, I am trying to have the same way I managed to finish the school to get a university a degree in Daugavpils which right now I am kind of a bit behind but soon I will hopefully catch up, now where I have a little bit of time and I am getting the degree on social skills and… (he said a word here that I didn’t understand)

Me: Sorry, the last I didn’t understand.

Other Fans joining in: Teaching!

Me: Ah, good, nice!

Deniss: Not exactly yet where I will use it but still I think it’s good to keep myself busy with something else except from skating because at some point when you do the same thing over and over again sometimes your brain gets overwhelmed, so I need something different and that is my kind of way to escape from it. So I am attending that. In the future I guess I will have after my career the education in business and management or something that is more relating to the being a self managing… not a firm but something like your own established small business. Sometime…

Me: Good luck, but I think it is a good decision like that and… you are young…

Deniss: Everything comes at the right time.

Me: Yea… So you are now living in Champéry for like 2 1/2 years, something like that…

Deniss: Yea…

Me: How is your learning French going actually?

Deniss: Slowly… little by little… I think I understand French pretty well I am actually starting to start talking back a little bit. From other points of views I am doing better than I am telling everyone. But I think it’s still a long long journey to actually fully completing the education of French. So far I am a bit scared in a good way to learn writing and grammar. Because I heard it’s pretty complex and so far I don’t really use it so much. The world is switching to the international language English. So it’s more I think a bigger priority to have the potential to communicate and talking rather than writing.

Me: Yea. Good luck on that as well, because I think it’s such a big opportunity when you live in another county to learn another language.

Deniss: But Switzerland has… French.. and German and even a little part of Italian… so…

Me: So yea.. and I guess within your skating group everyone is speaking English since they are coming from all over the world.

Deniss: yea!

Me: It seems like such a nice team actually.

Deniss: Yea. We have a really nice group of people that we have a really good relationship between each other and be rather supportive than on each others way. And it’s really a beneficial.. and we really enjoy each others company and it helps to progress better and faster. So I really enjoy having this set to my side. It’s a big joy.

Me: You can really see this even only from the pictures that it’s a good atmosphere. And I think.. Champéry is a really small village.. So there is not so much going on there, so you kind of have to get along with your people..

Deniss: Yes, when you choose your way more like a self improvement person and you are really focused a lot on learning and a knowledge that would reflect.. then your life has a… being a figure skater you rather spend a lot of time on that and then probably a little bit shorter amount of time that we actually spend together and doing something together. But from time to time.. we have a really incredible time together where we are really enjoying each others company.

Me: Do you like hiking in the mountains?

Deniss: Yes! I adore that activity!

Me: Yea.. definitely, I am coming from an hiking family… So I know.. been in the Alpes a lot…

Deniss: Maybe I am not such a hiking hiker.. but I love to walk around. With the amazing nature around and enjoy the sound of the morning birds at least during the spring or summer yet when the sun is rising. So during the winter it’s probably a bit harder…

Me: Yea… are you skiing?

Deniss: I never tried.

Me: Yea, it’s dangerous…

Deniss: So far as I remember I was not allowed to do that activity because of the Olympic season. And still, if I am correct, I am a little bit shortened on the activity because I am a very much beginner. And I have to take care of my physical condition in order to practice. So… it’s very important to be careful with such fun things.

Me: Yea, well I can understand, I am also kind of a beginner with skiing.. and… you fall a lot.. at the beginning… so.. you probably shouldn’t risk it.

Deniss: I heard if I will use the shorter skies it could be more similar to the blades.. so probably…. (he smiled very brightly and everyone laughed)

Some girl from the back: Except for the trees coming in your way…

Deniss: It’s not my job to move from the trees. It’s the job of the trees… (everyone laughing really loud)

Me: Yea, just tell them that… and we’ll have the next Fan meeting right at the hospital. So… after some more laughter there was recently… we all know you like cooking and baking and recently on instagram there was a cooking battle or a cake battle between you and some woman… How did that come along and who won that.. actually?

Deniss: It was more like a joke, I guess…

Me: Yea, of course.

Deniss: Because I mean… I didn’t see it that much as a competition, I in general enjoy the process… And I think it’s even worse than figure skating to judge because everyone has a different taste, different preferences, and.. completely two different styles. She is from the United States, for her cake primarily must be super sweet and rock solid. And for me cake must be nice and fluffy, very well balanced and not too sweet. So… It’s like a… someone likes that more, someone that… And this baking, cooking in general, it’s a big part of my lifestyle, because unfortunately like usual way you approach it I guess… as people don’t usually work that much hard physical activity. There are a lot of.. so you have to kind of know what you eat, how to balance, how to nutrition, and for me just because of this necessity it brings me a big part of enjoyment to figure that out the best way I can and achieve this supplementary kind of super important part of my real performance that you see afterwards on the competition on the ice. So all this cooking thing is more like… not just a hobby but a necessity that I have to really be careful with. An although I love baking and I do that I think not enough that I would love to. But I have to be kind of limited with that and so far it works… partly I guess…

Well unfortunately the time for questions was up then. I apologized that we didn’t have a proper gift for him anymore because the meeting had been on such a short notice. But we bought him - as it had been a suggestion from the Facebook Fan group - honey and oranges. So I explained him why: Honey, because we heard he loved honey, and oranges because he needs a lot of vitamins. There he laughed and said that he actually got a little bit sick during the last days and that the vitamins where a perfect idea.

We then still took some group pictures and Deniss signed some banners and some flags,

then they left.

Thank you so much Deniss for taking so much time for your Fans. Your thoughtful and deep answers to every question really impressed me. You are really able to make everyone around you happy and smiling, not just with your performances on the ice, but also with your great personality off the ice! All the best for this season, your future on and off the ice, and always keep as you are!!

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jimins-little-world-bts · 7 years ago

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Christmas Elves || One Shot

Taehyung x Jungkook x Reader

Genre: threesome, smut af, christmas special, sub!taekook, but also sub!reader

Words: 1.6k

Warnings: butt plugs, vibrators, pigroasted!reader

Summary: You had been friends with Jungkook and Taehyung more than three yeas, but you relationship changed one drunk night when you end fucking them. Not long after, that became an habit. And one night before christmas, they wanted to play with you.

Fifteen minutes after that message, you heard a knock on your door. Two tall boys of same height were standing on the outside. The younger, Jungkook; black haired, his leather jacket fitted perfectly on his muscular body, his black jeans were sticked to his big thighs, and you were feeling already glad that you tell them to come. The older, Taehyung; gray haired, thinner than the other guy, dressed with big pants and a big jacket with the zip opened on the top, let you the view of a perfect neck. You were ready to marked him, and let him do whatever to you with his huge hands that were rubbing each other because of the cold.

You opened the door to greeted them with a smile and roll your body 180° to let them see your sexy Santa costume, it was a tiny red skirt with a nice black belt and a red top, nothing more but the Christmas' hat with sparkles in your head.

The bigger guy held you by the waist making you spin once more while the other boy closed the door behind them. “God, Y/N. You're so dirty... you can't do this to us.” The older guy said. “Taehyung is right, Y/N. You're body will kill us someday, and you showed up like this… mommy Claus I don't know what's your game but I'm sure I wanna play it.” Jungkook clarified after him.

With that argument, you held your belt and told them, signaling them with a finger “actually, I want you both, elves, to help me test the toys Santa just finished. But, to come with me you must take off your clothes.”

Without a word, the two guys took off their clothes really quickly throwing it on the nearest chair, leaving only their boxers on. They looked at you asking for permission to take them off too, but you said no with your head and guided them to your room.

“Now elves, as you know,” you started talking while grabbing a box from your closet. “Santa makes toys for adults too… so,” you sit on your bed and opened your box, letting them see the set of dildos, butt plugs and a set of very different sizes of vibrators that were inside of the box. “I wanted you to come here to help me with these, I don't think Santa would mind if I test these toys with you, right?” You said as you lay on your bed opening your legs to let them know you weren't wearing underwear. They astonished, until Taehyung said “of course not, mommy Claus, we can be really helpful if you let us.“ he said laying on your side, already into your game and massaged your stomach with his long fingers.

“Indeed, ma'am.” The younger one said, sitting on your bed checking the toys. “We can use these two first if you like.” He said looking into your eyes with shyness, holding a vibrator and a butt-plug. You loved that idea so you let out a happy breath to him in agreement as he started to get closer to you both.

Holding your vibrator between your legs, he looked at the other guy to let him know something, Taehyung at his signal, started to kissed you hungrily as Jungkook turned on the artifact making you moan in the kiss. “That's right baby, moan for us.” Jungkook said moving the vibrator plastered on your clit.

“Yes, mhm, you're beautiful.” Taehyung said taking breaks from your kiss and putting a hand under your crop top to massage your breasts. You felt good but you knew they can do more to you.

Right then, the vibrator found a perfect spot so you moan louder between the kisses. Taehyung felt your back arched so he led his arm to round you while positioning almost over you, taking off your crop-top and letting a path of wet kisses until he reached your breasts, he started to hold your left tit between his mouth and started to bite and sucked. He had left marks around the nipple, you were feeling really good and Jungkook noticed this, so he introduced the butt-plug slowly into you, not before lubricated it with your already wet entrance. You moaned louder as the butt plug started to got into you.

Taehyung smiled while massaging your breasts and kiss them, going up again making you shut up with a wet french kiss. You started to feel the urge to have their dicks on you so you downed your hand to Taehyung's boxers and put it under it, holding his already hard member. He was long, really long, you felt him really hard under his underwear so you freed him and started to gave him slow strokes making him moaned with a growled voice between your kisses. He shut his eyes and you started to move your hand faster making him breathe harder, moaning louder. Jungkook was there seeing all the situation and suddenly he felt like a little third wheel, so he added almost all the butt plug inside of you making you jump from pain and pleassure. He forget about the plug and got closer to you both, laying over you and started to kiss you, still holding the vibrator on your sweet spot. He increased it's speed making you moaned harder shutting you up with a hungry kiss.

Taehyung moved himself away from you to positioning himself between your legs as Jungkook replace his spot. Taehyung started to push three fingers inside of you while taking away the vibrator and the butt plug to caress your clit with his thumb preparing you, forgetting about the toys and the firstly idea.

He slid his warm cock inside of you slowly, you difficultly tried to adjust yourself to his size, had been almost two weeks since he wasn't inside of you but still was hard to take it. Moaning in pleasure you felt Jungkook raising up to take his cock out, leaning closer to your head. You stuck out your tongue to started to lick the tip of his cock, his pink tip was soft and you saw a little precum in there. You reached his length with your two hands and gave him strokes, while putting the tip in your mouth, licking it and going up and down a vein that stood out in his length, while Tae increased his pace making you moan with Jungkook's dick in your mouth, making him moan because of the vibrations.

You were feeling your orgasm approaching while you went deeper with your head until his tip of Jungkook's dick hitted your throat. He took you by your hair and started to fuck your mouth. “Mommy Claus it's a little bit dirtier than I thought.” Taehyung said looking at you with Jungkook's member in your mouth and feeling your walls clenched around him stll hitting inside of you again and again.

You separated your mouth from Jungkook's cock with a 'plop' sound, but kept gaving him painful strokes making him rest his head on the wall. Breathing heavily. “Tae-Taehyung, I can't… hold it anymore.” You told him, letting him know you were about to cum. He accelerated his pace hitting the same spot that was making you moan louder and started to shake under them. “Come, miss Claus. Now.” He told you.

You came, your body panting under them. He, lubricated by your juices, took off his dick of you and climbed to be over your breasts. You took his length with one hand so now you were jerking him and Jungkook at the same time. You knew they were ready so you opened your mouth and sticked out your tongue. The two boys came in front of you, filling your mouth with their cum, their moans were music to your ears. You licked your lips looking them as you swallowed it all, and then laughed. “Ah, you're so nasty and beautiful.” Jungkook said recovering himself, smiling looking down, trying to hide his face.

Taehyung were still sitting over you. He leaned and kissed your cheeks. “I'm so glad we came here tonight.” He said separating from you as he got up and went to the bathroom to take a quick shower.

You stood there half seated on the bed. Jungkook looked at you in awe while fixing his underwear again. “Y/N, you know… I have a great time with you, I mean both of you. And we're been friends since a long time but lately we only came to fuck.” You looked at him. “Yes, because we wanted this… don't you?” You told him half laughing. Of course you only wanted them to fuck. They always made you feel amazing, this started not long ago one night that you all were playing games and made bets. Taehyung came with the idea of 'taking off your clothes when someone loses'. You three were so drunk that you finished fucking in your livingroom. And the week after that, and the other and the other.

“Yes I love it. But we can be more like before again, don't you want to hangout again?” He asked you.

You saw Jungkook stopily to see if that was a joke or not because yes, you were friends since always. But this was so much better than go to movies or play games on the living room, right? Then, you noticed he was serious. "Sure." You answered him shruggling your shoulders. "I would took a shower on the down floor bathroom, come?" You asked him, not giving much importance to his proposal. He followed you with a smile plastered on his face.

Thanks to Admin Ji who helped me at the end because i didn’t know how to descend from Taekook’s clouds.

I’m really vanilla tbh but... well... I REALLY HOPE YOU LIKED IT and btw, I’m thinking about doing another part of this, because of Jungkook so, let me know if you want a part 2. Lots of love

- Admin Min

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minishprincess · 6 years ago

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love at the first cucumber || lee minhyuk fanfiction

↳ a story about a coward Minhyuk and his guardian

pairing: lee min hyuk x reader genre: fluff, fluff, more fluff, smut, and fluff word count: 3089 description: minhyuk hate cucumbers, but for his luck, a guardian send from the god saved his life. (a bit more dramatic than it really is lol) author's note: this is my 2nd ff kay, don't blame me

"eXCUSE ME MISS".

A boy runs over to you, definetly not happy, and smash his tablet with a hamburger on your counter. You flinch and look a bit surprised.

You work at McDonalds. Yea, not the best job, but enough to live a normal life as a normal girl in Seoul. You are happy with your job, not just because you love food, especially fast food, and you can have everything you want on your shifts, also because you also meet many funny but also some strange people. Like our angry little client now.

"W-Whats wrong Mr.?", you ask confused, looking at him with a kinda "wtf" face. There are many costumers which have to complain about things like 'why is there ice in my cola'. MAYBE because you never said that you don't want some, smackhead. Yea, you can be a kinda asshole to your clients. But this one acts kinda cute.

"There are CUCUMBERS on my Burger!", he complains with a cute-angry face. You look at him and start to giggle a bit and the boy looks a bit lost, don't even know what to say. "Minhyukie, you just can't be that mad at her because of this-!".

Another boy shows up behind him and looks very embaressed of his friend, smacking his neck. "But its a Cucumber!! cUcUmBER! A cucumber on my Hamburger!!!!", he demonstrades, folding his arms on his chest, totally convinced that your plan was to poison him. You laugh a bit. He is funny and looks cute with his curly blonde hair, even if he's mad af at you.

You have to overthink the situation. "So, you don't like cucumbers?", you giggle and he nods mad. So, you just look at the hamburger, open it and take out the cucumbers, throwing them in the trashcan. "Better? No cucumbers anymore on your hamburger dear cucumber-hater!", you smile warm and the Boy, named Minhyuk, nods statisfied. His little hamster friend behind him look so annoyed of Minhyuk. You have to blush a bit, cause Minhyuk start to smile a bit and take his Hamburger back.

"I-I'm so sorry that he made a scene 'cause of this", the other, short boy with hamster-cheeks, says embaressed. "He really don't like cucumbers". You smile and shake your head. "It's okay! There are other clients with weirder clomplaints, so this is harmless!", you giggle and look at your cash. "Also it's my fault, he told me that he don't want cucumbers on his burger, but I forgot to write it down to the kitchen!", you explain and bow down a bit. "I'm so sorry that I try to poison you with cucumbers!", you laugh and wink at Minhyuk. He laughs too and you wave while they go back to their seets.

After a few hours your shift ends and you clean up everything. You take the trashcan to take the trash outside. You look at the cucumbers you throw there after Minhyuk was definetly convinced that cucumbers are the pure evil and you throw them away for him. You laugh and think about Minyhuk again. He looks so cute and beautiful. You caught yourself thinking about him the whole way back to your apartment.

You throw your clothes and bag on your bed while turning on the TV. You make yourself ready for sleep while listen to some music-channels. You brush your teeth while a K-Pop song turned on and you think that it's kinda cool. You never really heard k-pop because you are more into rock and metal stuff but this song caught your attention. You go back to your bedroom to put on your pajama while looking at the tv-screen. 'Monsta X - Rush'. You watch the video a while. Someone ther eis similar to you. You literally sit 1 cm away from the screen while thinking about where the fuck you know this one boy there.

You blush a bit. The cute cucumber-hater is a K-Pop Idol?

You crawl under your blanket and take your phone to google Mihyuks name.

You wake up. It's 9.48 am. You look at your phone, try to remember when you fell asleep. You remember that you download a lot of Minhyuk pictures and Monsta X songs. The whole morning you couldn't think about anything else than Minhyuk. You blameyourself. 'Why do you already fell in love with a boy you kinda just know since a day'. You go to your wadrobe and put on your work-outfit. After that you go to your bathroom and put on some makeup.

After you're done with everything you put on your shoes and go to your work. You make your cash and everything done and start to work. The whole day you're hoping that Minhyuk will come here again, so you could ask for his number. Okay, you don't think an idol would give you his number but you really want to know him better. It's already 11.50 pm, you shift nearly ends. You already clean your cash and make the trash done, as suddenly someone run into McDonalds, clearly annoyed. You look at him. You know is face but you can't get from where you know him. He looks at you. Suddenly, he jumps over the counter and hide under it. You look pretty surprised and confused. "C-Can I help y-" you try to ask but he put is index finger on his mouth to signal to shut up. A few seconda later some girls run into the Shop. You look more surprised and then it makes click in your brain. You smirk. "Can I help you?", you ask and the girls like you don't know what they want. "We're searching for I.M from Monsta X and we saw that he runs into McDonalds! So WHERE is he?!", the kinda fangirl shout at you and you look as annoyed as I.M as he runs a few minutes before in the store. "Well, maybe you could reduce your volume because we still have some costumers here.", you say with a serious face. The girls are as stubborn and obstinate as a rock. "We don't mind that, we just want to find him!!!", another girl shout. "Well, I didn't saw anyone runs into the store the last 10 minutes so I'm sorry for you. Maybe you should respect some privacy and stop follow and stalk some people just because they're famous. SO make your way outside now please if you don't want anything to eat."

The girls look at you, defiently scared because of your hard and serious speak. The girls go back out of the store. "Childish smackheads..", you mumble and the Boy who is still hidden under the counter jump up and he bow down in front of you. "Thank you so much..:", facilitate sigh. You smile and go back to clean the counter. "No problem, such disrespect is just not okay for me", you say and he nods. "As they said, I'm I.M but you can call me Changykun!", he say and smile. "Y/N, nice to meet you! Soo you are a friend of the cucumber-hater?", you giggle a bit and Changykun laugh. "Ahh you are the cute worker Mihyuk told about before!". You get blush and look at him surprised. "H-He told about me?". "Yea yea, he said that there was this cute worker at McDonalds, who protected him from the bad bad cucumbers. Kihyun-hyung just said that you were extremly nice to him, even when he acted like a 4 years old." Changykun tells you while you just get totally blushed. "Y-Yea, he acted kinda cute, so I just had to protect him from the pure evil". You both laugh and he gives you a paper. "That's his number. Just write him who you are, he will be happy", changkyun say. "B-But I just can't write him without permission!", you demonstrade and he smirks. "You know, Mihyuk definetly need a girlfriend so this is going to be okay", he say and makes his way out of the store. "Wish you all the best, Y/N-noona!".

You're laying in your bed, the paper and the phone in your hand.'Should I really write him?'. You lay there for about an hour before you finally get yourself to write him.

---------- T I M E S K I P ----------

So, it's a few days later, you and Minhyuk wrote MUCH the last 3 days and you finally got your shy asses down, so you both have a date tonight. You are happy like kid having birthday. Thank the dear Changykun-Armor. You stay in your wadrobe, don't know what to wear. He only saw you in your worker-outfit yet, so you want something more feminin. After kinda hours of thinking, you dress yourself with a black skirt, a black pullover and some black overknees with some balck boots. after that you go to your bathroom and doing your black hair. Well... You love black. It just fits to e v e r y t h i n g. After you're done you put on some pafume and finally start to go to the restaurant where you want to meet. Of course it's a fast food restaurant, because you were never one of this "I have to go to the expensive restaurant" girls. Besides that, you love fast food, Minhyuk loves fast food. So you go to the restaurant, Mihyuk already waiting for you. As soon as he sees you, he jumps over to you like a exited little kid. "Hello Y/N!~", he giggle at you and you get a bit blush. He's even more cute than before. You hug him for a greeting, don't know if he's okay with that, but sas soon as he hug you back, you feel comfortable.

He take your hand and you go into the restaurant. You have a lot of funny and cute conversations while you wait for your food. You both ordered you burger, because that's the food which kinda brought you together. He always have this cute face and thid incredible cute smile and laugh. As soon as you finally get your food, you start to eat.

Suddenly, you stop Minhyuk. "Minhyuk-oppa, stop!", you shot a bit and he looks at you confused. You take his burger and open it, to take away ome cucumbers which you saw as he wanted to bite. "So, now you can't get poisoned", you giggle and give him back his burger. he laugh cute and give you a kiss on your forehead. "Thank you my dear cucumber guardian!". You both laugh and the whole evening was just funny cute and awesome.

As soon as you're done, you both go out of the restaurant. It's already dark, so Minhyuk consist about to bring you home. You get blush, as always when he does some cute actions. He take your hand and you both go to your apartment. You talk and laugh together. You caught yourself getting comfortable with him. You take a litte detour to spend some more time together. In a small park, you sit down on a bank, not much light there. You cuddle yourself a little near to him. You still talk but the atmosphere get a bit more quiet. You're about to tell him something, but you caught him staring at you for a long time. You can't see much of him instead his smile and his bright eyes. You look back, stare in his beautiful eyes for a long time. You feel his hand on your waist and your cheekbones turn warm. His face gets near to yours and you feel yourself burn inside. Your heart thromb hard.

You close your eyes. Slowly feeling his breath on your rose lips. You claw your hands a bit in his jacket. Slowly. Really slowly you finally feel his warm and soft lips on yours. Your breath stock. You kiss him back, with so much love in it, you can't believe ou fell for a man within such a short time. The kiss turn into a really romantic and passionate kiss. Slowly Minhyuk take you and sit you on his lap. He press his chest aginst yours and the kiss begin to be more wild. His tounge start to press against your lips, so you open your mouth a bit. He sticks his tounge in your moth, with so much care and love. The kiss turn a bit sloppy and dirty, but still with care and love. He really pay attention if this is really okay for you. You slowly solve from him with a fast breath and some spit still connect your mouths together. You can feel a bumb between your legs. As soon as you realize that, you get nervous and blush but also really exited and turned on too.

You stand up and take his hand. "Maybe you want to sleep in my bed tonight?~", you giggle a bit and he get a bit blushed too, but nod and smile at your suggestion. You walk along with him to your apartment, open your door and turn on the light. "Feel yourself home, it's not that special and big, but I like it!~", you explain and put off your shoes. "You want something to drink?", you ask him, but as soon as you turn around, the lights go off again and you feel Minhyuks chest on your beck, his arms around you, press your body against him. "I really want something different..", he whispers with a husky deep voice in your ear. You get goosebumps all over your body as soon as you feel his hands wander under your pullover, touching your boobs underneath your bra. You wheeze a bit and claw your hands in his arms. "I-I'm sorry, but you are really just beautiful Y/N...", he say and kiss your neck. He slowly open your bra without any trouble and put off your pullover. You get a bit embaressed cause this is truely your first time. He looks at you and smile warm. "You really look so beautiful.. ", he start to kiss down your neck, over your boobs, stop at your nipples and softly start to lick them. You slowly get turned on and hide your hands in his hair. He suck softly at them, the whole time having his attention to you. You moan a bit and tug his hair. "M-Minhyuk-oppa...", you wheeze and he slowly put a hand under your skirt. He start to rub carefully on your clit, as he would know that this is your first time. You get even more wet and he start to kiss you again. You kiss him back, but this time the kiss turn dirty and sloppy a bit faster than before in the park. He carefully lift you so you wrap your legs through his hips. he press you against a wall and kiss you more, still rubbing your clit. You feel his erect member against your womanhood. You slowly start to move your hips a bit against his dick and he wheeze a bit. "B-Babe..". You get tooo turned on of his voice. He start to pull out his trousers and his underwear, pressing his raw member against your panties under your skirkt. You moan and claw your arms around his neck. For your surprise, he moans a bit and pressing his chest against yours. It's dark, so you can't see that much but he looks at you with this sexy face. You totally fall for him. "I-I don't have a condom..", he say, a bit embaressed, but still sexy. "I-It's okay, I'm on my safe days", you smile at him and his worried face turns into a smirk. He slowly pull down your panties, press you back against the wall and slowly start to rub his member against your wet womanhood. You moan at him.

Slowly he press his member into you. You moan loadly, trying to be a bit quiet. "O-Oppa!", you moan and he breaths very hard. "F-Fuck Y/N.. y-you're so tight...", he moan and stop. "L-Let me take a minute, I didn't expect that...", he wheeze and you nod. 'Maybe should have sayhim that I was a virgin before..', you think, but as soon as he start to move you forget that and moan. "M-Minhyuk!", you moan loudly, not able to control your volume. "B-Baby..", he moans in your ear, start to move faster. You get turn on by his moans and scratch his back down.

You both are a moaning mess, but you enjoy every second of your first time. You slowly start to feel a bit numb and you feel that you're near. "O-Oppa.. I-I have to..", you moan and Minyhuk start to move faster and harder. "M-Me too..", he wheeze, and start to move really hard and fast. You can't control yourself anymore, moan his name loady and bite his neck. A few thrusts after, you finally come and press his body against yours, moaning in his ear. A few thrusts later, he thrust it as deep as possible and spill it all into you. He moans loudly as he come and press you hard against the wall. You stay in this position a few moments. Your breaths hard and exhausted. He slowly carry you down and smile at you. "T-That was amazing..", he says and start to kiss your face a few times. You giggle and you get up to clean yourself together with Minhyuk.

You lay in your bed, your arms around Minhyuks waist. He fondle your hair and have the biggest and happiest smile like a kid. It's just a few days, but you just fell in love with this boy so much.

"I-I have to tell you something..", he start a conversation, obviously worried and embaressed face. You look at him. "T-This was my first time..", he says, hiding his face in your hair. You start to giggle. He looks at you. "W-Whats so funny?". You kiss his forehead and whisper in his ear. "Mine too~", you say and you both start to laugh. "I-I know its just a week we know each other but it's like I found my soulmate~", he say with a calm voice and you smile at him while your cheekbones get warm again.

"I think we should thank the cucumbers for bringin us together!~", you laugh and he looks disgusted. "I would never thank a cucumber..", he grumbles and you smile really bright.

"I think it was love at the first cucumber~", you say and kiss him. Slowly you both start to fall asleep in your arms, with a bright smile on your faces.

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amymmiv · 4 years ago

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Todoroki x reader

Cream and Sugar. Chapter one.

A Todoroki Cafe AU Fanfiction

Chapter one- Strawberry Blonde

The coffee shop wasn't very busy today, just the usual humdrum of the people coming into the shop and enjoying the smell of coffee. The sound of the door opening breaks me from my thoughts and I look up to see a familiar face, a girl with short brown hair and fair skin that is dusted with pink.

“Oh, Hi Uraraka. It's good to see you in the shop again. Did you bring Deku with you today?” I ask. Uraraka and Deku were regulars in our shop, they even got together in our shop.

“Yeah! He will just be a minute. It smells good in here and you're just as cute today as you always are.” Uraraka smiles at me.

“And you're just as sweet as always.” I remark back. “What can i get you today?”

“ Hm, I think today I will try the caramel frappuccino and Deku will have a Vanilla iced coffee!” She says.

“I will have that right out for you.” I say as I nod my head. I begin to make their coffee as I watch Deku finally walk into the shop and take Urarakas hand as they take their seats on the couches in our cafe.

I finish up their drinks and doodle little animals on the side of their cups before calling out Urarakas name and handing her her drinks. She takes them and begins to head back to Deku before turning back around.

“I totally forgot!” She says. “I recommended this cafe to a friend! I love it so much and he likes quiet places so I went ahead and told him about this place.” She says before giving me a wink and quickly going back to where Deku was sitting to continue their date. I chuckle to myself before turning and continuing my work.

The day finishes with nothing eventful to note.

“Hey, Y/N! Do you mind closing down the cafe tonight? I have somewhere to be today!” My manager begs.

“Yeah! Of course!” I say.

“Oh my gosh, you're amazing!” She says before rushing out quickly. I giggle as I watch her leave before beginning to clean the cafe up.

I heave a sigh of relief as I look out at the clean cafe before me, I smile at my work and gather up my stuff and the keys to the cafe before leaving and locking up the shop on my way out.

“Shoot! I forgot I walked to work today.” I mumble to myself. “I guess it will be fine if I walk home.” I turned and looked worriedly around at my surroundings before biting my lip and began to walk towards the direction of my house. I could periodically hear the sound of yelling from an area I couldn't quite make out. In my town, this was common at night but typically the pros took care of it quickly. I begin to walk faster, desperate to get to my apartment before anything too eventful could happen. I can see periodic fire and ice popping up in the distance and my nerves were put to rest with the thought that the pros were already on it.

I arrive at my apartment and quickly enter it as I breathe a sigh mixed with relief and exhaustion before plopping down on my couch.

The tranquility didn't last long because my cat decided to wail, alerting me that she was hungry. I pull myself off of my couch and feed her before changing into a tank top and short shorts and drifting off to sleep.

Todoroki’s POV-

“Great job Todoroki.” Ochaco says as I hand over the villain to the police.

“Thanks.” I reply.

“So, do you plan on going to the cafe I recommended to you? There is a cute girl who works there and she's single.” Ochaco notes.

“Thanks, but i have no interest in a relationship.” I state blandly.

“Aw, are you sure?” She continues.

“Yes. I am going to go ahead and head home. Do you guys have the rest of this?” I ask

“Yeah, thanks for the help!” Deku says before waving at me as I leave.

I arrive at my apartment and waste no time getting out of my hero costume and into sweat pants and a plain white T shirt before crawling into bed.

“What a day.” I mumble as I stare at the ceiling before rolling over and drifting off to sleep.

I am awoken to the sound of my phone ringing and sunlight shining through my open windows. I peer at the time. 7:00. I look down at my phone and read the name sliding across my phone screen and scowl.

Dad is calling!

I roll my eyes and despite not wanting to pick up the phone, I do anyway.

“What do you want?” I sneer.

“Shoto…” He says, I can hear the sadness in his voice and my face drops.

“What's wrong?” I say quickly.

“It's your mother.” He says “She passed away this morning.”

“What's the cause.” I say harshly.

“We don't know.” He says solemnly

I immediately hang up the phone and get up and pace around the room angrily. A shout erupts from my mouth as I collapse on the floor. I can feel hot tears run down my face and quickly wipe them away. I lay there for a while cursing my dad because I know this is all his fault, if he hadnt put her in that stupid hospitol she owuld be fine and I would be able to call her and talk to her. This is all his fault. I know it is. I hate him. I can hear my phone ring and I pull myself off of the floor and walk over to it.

Fuyumi is calling!

I take a quick breath and will my voice to stop shaking before picking up the phone.

“Hey Fuyumi.” I say quietly. I can hear the sniffles on the other side of the phone and I can feel the anger rise to my face again.

“Shoto..” she starts before choking out another sob.

“I know, it's going to be ok.” I assure her.

“Make sure you get some rest and I'll stop by later to check on you.” I say.

“Okay.” She says in between her cries.

I hang up the phone and the anger comes crashing back and I quickly get dressed and shove my phone in my pocket before quickly leaving my apartment and closing the door behind me.

I walk in attempts to blow off some steam. I have no idea where I'm going, I just walk. I walk until I eventually stumble across a small cafe.

This is the cafe that Ochaco told me about. I heave a heavy sigh before entering the cafe.

Readers POV

I can hear the sound of the door opening and peer at the person entering, he was a tall guy with half red and half white hair that ran down to his mid back he also had a scar over his left eye he was wearing a thin black turtleneck shirt and a simple pair of jeans, however what really caught my eye was his clenched fist and how angry he seemed.

“What can I get you today?” I say as I beam at him.

“One black coffee.” He says harshly. The tone in his voice confirms my earlier deduction.

“Name?” I ask.

“Shoto.” He states blandly as he gives me a harsh glare as if I should have already known this.

“I'll have that right out for you.” I say, keeping my cheery tone.

I watch as he quietly goes and takes a seat in the corner of the cafe and watches the bustle of the streets outside of the cafe.

I turn to my coworker and ask if I can make this coffee to which she agreed. I quickly begin making his coffee and finish up by writing his name on the cup and doodling a quick sun with a smiley face.

“Shoto!” I call and he turns to look at me before getting out of his chair and trudging over to where I'm at and I hand him his coffee, he inspects the doodle on the cup before raising his eyebrow at me in a questionable look. I can quickly feel the blush come to my face in realization that I had doodled on his cup without thinking.

“Oh shoot, i'm- im sorry. I normally doodle on the cups and most customers like it so i kept doing it but i forgot to ask you if that was ok.” I stutter. Shoto cracks a smile and chuckles and for the first time I had actually fully inspected him up close, he was cute and his smile was so genuine.

“That's ok, it's cute. I like it.” He says before turning around and taking his coffee to the table he was previously sitting at. I watched him for a little, it wasn't long before the angry look had come back to his face. He would periodically look at his phone and grit his teeth in anger before looking back out the window. I looked over at my manager and got permission to go on break a little early.

I quickly hang my apron back up in the back and go back out to the cafe and approach Shoto.

“Do- Do you mind if i sit here with you?” I ask, mentally cursing myself for stuttering. He gives me a confused look before nodding his head and I take a seat across from him. We sit in an awkward silence for a moment before I break it.

“I noticed you were angry.” I say quietly. He looks at me with a piercing gaze before nodding his head.

“It's nothing to be concerned about.” He says flatly.

“Oh. Well, if you wanna talk about it, i'm open? I know this is strange coming from a complete stranger.” I say. I gave him an awkward smile, this was a bad idea. I don't even know what i'm doing. Shoto sighs and steals a quick glance out the window before turning back to me.

“I'm not having a good day,” He says.

“I'm so sorry to hear that.” I say as I give him a sympathetic look. “Oh! I have an idea, how about I tell you a joke?” Todoroki gives me an amused look at my childish behavior.

“Hm, how many tickles does it take to make an octopus laugh?” I say with a bright smile on my face.

“How many?” He asks.

“Tentacles!” I say as I giggle at my own joke. I can see him struggling to hold back laughter, he eventually gives in and releases a chuckle before looking back up at me.

“That was so bad.” He says as he smiles at me in amusement, to which makes me feel good and I smile in victory.

“Does that mean you want another joke?” I ask.

“Not at all.” He says playfully.

“Well that's too bad.” I reply stubbornly. “What did the fish say when he ran into a wall?”

“What?” He says

“Dam.” I reply before bursting out in laughter. Shoto does the same.

Todorokis POV

This girl was something else, she had a really bright smile and she was surprisingly pretty. We sat and talked to each other for 30 more minutes before she peeks at her watch.

“Oh crap, my break is almost over.” She says. I wasn't ready to face the world again but I knew it was about time I did.

“Um, can I give you my number so that maybe next time you're not having a good day, maybe we can hang out?” She says as she twiddles her thumbs. I give her a soft smile.

“Yeah, I would like that.” I say as i hand her my phone, she quickly types in her number before sending a quick text to herself.

“There! Now I have your number.” She states proudly. “I have to go back to work now, text me if you want to, or call me, I will do my best to pick up.” She says before giving me a small wave and retreating behind the counter. I think I like it here.

I heave a sigh and gather my things as I head out the door, reality all came crashing back down to me. The reality that had disappeared when I had talked to the girl from the cafe. My mom was gone and it's all my dad's fault.

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mshellbrat · 7 years ago

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Hey guys! Next chapter of my fic is now posted on AO3!

Rating: Mature (for language at this point)

Chapter Summary: As the time for the meet draws near, Felicity finds that Oliver still can't help trying to protect her. She has to try to find a balance between allaying his fears and stepping up to claim her rightful place in the fight to come.

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“What do you mean you're going as the Arrow?” The words were out of her mouth before Felicity could stop herself and her eyes locked on the stubborn vigilante. She realized too late this was the first time she'd actually looked at him since her earlier revelation. The relief in Oliver's expression said he noticed the significance as well. He took a step toward her before he caught himself and stopped.

Felicity could see he was eating himself up with guilt. She knew he would never intentionally hurt her and that he hadn't been attacking her with his reaction to Cross' supernatural status. Rationally she'd known that at the time. But it was all just too much. Fear wasn't rational. The idea of losing her team, her family, Oliver...the idea of their rejection was more than she could bear. The days of endless stress and one problem after another piling on top of each other...it had taken it's toll and Felicity had finally broken.

Then as the anxiety slowly bled away and she got her fears under control, the embarrassment had set in. She'd basically subjected her entire team to a massive Felicity Smoak freak out. She'd stripped away what she liked to see as her tough no-nonsense outer-shell and exposed her insecure gooey center...and she'd done this in front of not only Oliver and Digg who she trusted implicitly, but Laurel Lance, Riley Finn (the almost stranger), and ROY.

So for the last forty-five minutes she'd avoided everyone's eyes and buried herself in her work and the prep for the meet. Everyone seemed to be giving her space...they weren't pushing and she appreciated that. She figured Digg had to be sending out some serious telepathic death threats at Oliver to keep him in line. Digg was one with the force.

But this? This required comment. Because, really? “Oliver, you're going to a planned meet with supernatural professionals to ask for help...and you want to go armed to the teeth and masking your identity? That's not gonna inspire trust and goodwill!”

“They need to know who they're dealing with,” Oliver said.

“They're going to laugh at you,” Felicity pointed out. “If they don't kick your ass just on principle.”

Oliver's mouth tightened and she knew he wanted to object strongly to that, but Riley beat him to the punch. “Actually they already know they're meeting the Arrow,” the soldier explained. “That's who I set up the meet for.” He motioned to Oliver. “I didn't tell them your public identity. I thought it might cost you some credibility.”

Oliver was looking more and more disgruntled, but Felicity was stuck on Riley's words. “Yea...Dare isn't a fan.” She shared a glance with the soldier and bit her lip. “Every time I bring up Oliver he gets all...” she wiggled her finger over her face, “snooty faced and starts muttering about me needing new friends.”

Riley chuckled. “I'll bet.”

Felicity scrunched up her face and reached up to pinch her nose. “I'm pretty sure he's going to ground me actually. I think 'don't hide your secret vigilante activities from your mentors' is probably in the slayer handbook.”

Riley smirked. “You know what rule number one is? Don't date vampires. And Buffy failed at that...a lot. Cut yourself some slack. You're doing fine.”

Felicity frowned confused because...Buffy DATED vampires? But then Digg's hand landed on her shoulder and she looked up at her partner. He smiled back. “You told them about us?”

“Of course,” Felicity confirmed. “you're my family. I left out our,” she motioned around her, “nighttime activities but they know who you are. They know I work for Oliver and that he's my friend and that you and I met through him and that Roy's dating Thea and he's like my annoying little brother. Oh!” She pointed to Roy. “And I want it noted when Thea gets the lowdown that I have not paid for a single drink from 'The Bronze'. I have not contributed to Cross' profits and have in fact been sucking down free red wine like a fiend!”

Roy grinned. “I'm sure she'll be relieved.”

Felicity made a face and canted her head to the side. “Not doing any good cause Cross is WAY loaded and the clubs are just a cover, but...I still support 'Verdant'!” She paused thoughtfully. “I could get that on a t-shirt and WEAR it to 'The Bronze'. Maybe then Thea will forgive me.”

The blonde genius waved her hands around in the air. “But back to the point...or well I just reminded myself anyway,” she looked back at Oliver, “Cross and Dare are totally going to know who you are when you show up with me. Going all,” she made air quotes “Arrow isn't going to do you any good.” She left out the fact that she was almost positive Cross had them made on the mission earlier. The woman heard them over comms, saw them leave the room, then created a fire as a distraction.

“That's why you're staying here,” Oliver's voice was firm and serious.

Felicity's forehead scrunched and her mouth fell open. “Excuse me?”

Oliver crossed his arms over his chest. He was already kitted out in his leathers and bow. He'd suited up while she'd still been distracted and being all avoidy earlier. Now Felicity felt the need to scold him like a naughty little boy and tell him to put back up his costume and pull on his 'big boy' pants. Dare and Cross were NOT going to be impressed. “This is dangerous, Felicity. I want you safe until we've checked out the situation.”

Felicity's mind was blown. “Do you kid?” She looked desperately beside her at John. “Is he kidding?”

Digg sighed but he didn't immediately reassure her that Oliver wasn't actually being this stupid. He frowned at her instead. “We don't know these people, Felicity.”

“I KNOW THESE PEOPLE!” she used her loud voice.

“And we know that you trust them,” Digg assured her, “but this meet isn't about you.” She scoffed loudly, but he continued. “This is about an alliance between our two teams to take on the supernatural threat. It's a tense situation...”

“I can help with that!” Felicity told him.”I am the bridge between you and them.” She had to reason with Digg because Digg was capable of being reasonable. She didn't even bother trying with Oliver. When it came to her Oliver Queen was a guard dog. Rational didn't even factor into it. THIS was why she didn't want him finding out she was a slayer.

“We don't want you caught in the middle, Felicity,” Digg told her. “If things go south...”

“ARGGHHH!!!” Felicity threw her hands in the air. “Did you miss the slayer bit?” She looked around for some support, any support...and all she saw was a laughing Riley who was, once again, enjoying the show. Laurel looked deeply confused and Roy knew better than to put himself in the line of fire. JOHN was usually her rational support. What the frack was she supposed to do now? “I'm a slayer, John! If things go south, you'll need ME there to protect you!”

“Out of the question,” Oliver growled. He glared hard at her and rounded her station to put his finger in her face. “You will not put yourself in harm's way for me.”

Felicity got right back in his face. She swatted his finger out of the way and felt something wake up and roar inside of her. “You do not get to tell me what I will and will not do, Oliver! It is MY LIFE, MY CHOICE!”

“I will NOT have you in danger!” He yelled back.

And something in Felicity snapped. She reached out and grabbed the front of his leather jacket. She pulled the material tight into her right hand and yanked, lifting Oliver's entire body up off the floor. She heard shocked gasps sound around her, but she glared up into Oliver's wide eyes. “I don't know who lied and told you that you got a vote, but I am going to that meet! I didn't ask for your permission. Deal with it.” She released her grip and let him fall back to the floor. Then she stormed off toward the bathroom. She certainly wasn't meeting her mentors still dressed in a damn evening gown.

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Felicity grumbled under her breath and shot nasty looks at John as she sat inside the back of the van and waited for the meet to start. Oh, she was there alright, but she wasn't allowed to join the proceedings until they'd verified Dare's intentions. She'd rolled her eyes so hard and so many times at this point that she'd given herself a headache.

Digg reached over and squeezed her hand where it was curled into a fist on her knee. “Just give him this, Felicity. He needs to feel like he has some kind of control.”

“He's losing his shit,” Felicity corrected him, “and he's being ridiculous.”

Digg nodded. “That too.”

Shooting John one more exasperated look, she moved over to sit in front of her laptop. She quickly pulled up the best view of the surrounding area she could access. She'd tried hacking the club to tap into their security feed, but their firewalls put A.R.G.U.S to shame for some reason...it was mildly insulting. It was like they were trying to keep her out or something. Reaching up, she tapped the comm in her ear. “Laurel?”

“I'm here,” the other woman answered, “but shouldn't you be using codenames? You said to use codenames.”

“You don't have one,” Digg pointed out.

“Well we need to work on that,” Laurel said. “You and Felicity need one too.”

“I'll be sure to bring that up at the next team meeting,” Digg drawled.

“Seriously?” Laurel sounded happy at the idea.

“We're moving in,” Oliver interrupted, “cut the chatter.”

Digg and Felicity immediately reached up and muted their comms. Felicity zoomed in on the alley beside 'The Bronze' where the meet was set. It wasn't a great view, but she could see the silhouettes of Oliver, Roy, and Riley appear. The alley looked otherwise empty as Riley lifted his cell phone to his ear and made a call. Then a door opened and out stepped Cross followed by Dare. They both paused to take in the vigilantes.

Cross cocked her head to the side and sniffed the air. Then she huffed a laugh. “Game on.”

“Frack,” Felicity said, “they're made. She can smell him. I told him the hood was a stupid idea.”

“Oliver's full of those,” Digg agreed.

“He's going to have to drop the hood, John,” Felicity said. “If he shoots it straight they'll respect him more.”

“Hey,” Digg moved over and rested his hand on the blonde's shoulder, “I know this is important to you, but you need to breathe. You can't control this anymore than our boy can. Give him time. Let Finn mediate.”

Felicity buried her head in her hands. “I hate this!”

“Finn,” her head snapped back up as the voice of her mentor sounded through the comms. The two groups had moved more closely together. They were making the introductions. “This is Dare McKinney. Dare, you've heard of Riley Finn.”

Dare and Riley shook hands. “You're reputation precedes you. It's nice to meet you.”

“Likewise,” Riley said sincerely. “It's an honor.”

Dare looked to Oliver and Roy. “And your hooded friends?”

“This is the Arrow,” he motioned to Oliver before Roy, “and Arsenal, one of his partners.”

“One of?” Dare questioned.

“Oh that's where it gets really funny,” Cross drawled.

Riley ran his hand over his neck. “There was some concern as to the safety of the less field-ready members of the team. They're on comms.”

“Seriously?” Cross' voice dripped sarcasm.

“You want our help, our expertise, but you're not willing to face us unmasked?” Dare growled and stepped toward Oliver. “You think we give a fuck about exposing your little exploits? You don't even show up on our radar. For us to out you, you'd have to matter,” he stopped a few feet before the vigilante, “and you DON'T yet, Arrow. So man up and face us or go back to chasing one percenters and stop wasting our time. In less than an hour I've got a slayer to train and we've got a newborn rising tomorrow night. It's time to start staking shit.”

Felicity groaned and banged her head against her fist. Digg hit his comm. “Drop the hood, man. We tried it your way.”

“Listen to your partner,” Dare suggested. “He seems brighter than you.”

“Fine,” Oliver's voice was deep and distorted. He reached for his hood.

Cross stepped up beside Dare. She bumped her shoulder against his. “Let's just remember you can't kill him, alright? Deep breaths and count to ten.”

“What?” Dare asked. And then Oliver pushed back his hood and pulled off his mask. An explosion of cursing filled the comms. When Felicity forced herself to look back at the feed she saw Cross patting Dare's back in sympathy. Her normally cool and calm male mentor started pacing back and forth in agitation and throwing his fists down at his sides. Then he spun and pointed at Oliver. “You have GOT to be fucking kidding me! She is NOT allowed to be friends with you!”

“Dare...” Cross tried to reel him in.

He spun and faced his friend, throwing his arms up in the air. “WHAT? It was bad enough when he was just some rich boy asswipe in the tabloids! Now he's playing LEGOLAS!” He stepped toward Cross. “She is NOT allowed to be friends with him! I'm going to KILL her!”

“Now let's all try to calm down,” Riley held his hands up in surrender and tried to move in between Dare and Oliver. “We're all on the same side here...”

Dare spun on the soldier. He got in his face. “Did you know he was connected to my slayer, Finn?”

“She's kinda,” Riley motioned back behind him, “in the van.”

“She's not YOUR anything!” Oliver growled and took a threatening step toward Dare.

“Yep,” Riley nodded and tried to keep the two alphas away from each other, “I just knew you two were going to get along.”

Cross shook her head. “While you two are busy taking turns measuring, I'm gonna clear out the club and close us down early.” She stepped next to Oliver and leaned up toward his ear. “Get your ass inside, Sweetie. You got some splainin' to do.”

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