#yes im late but shhh let me have my fun. for the bit

[idoodlestuffsometimes]

Happy Day of Unity, guys! Sure looking forward to seeing a cool solar eclipse and reaching paradise! Gonna hold my sigil up REEAAL high!

[sukunasfourtheye]

Late Night Texts- Eren x reader

Minors DNI, 18+ Adult Content 🔞

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Summary: It’s midnight, you’re kinda tipsy, and you text your friend Eren.

Warnings: Smut smut smut, minors DNI. This is pure pure fucking filth. Yoinks.

Contains: swearing, sexting/texting, sexting turned to FaceTime sex/phone sex, dirty talk, ‘good girl” used multiple times, masturbation

Words: 1.2k

Note from the author: I personally have such a thing for phone sex/sexting so much so this is a personal fav gahhhhhh. I debated this being a Levi or Eren fic but feel like Levi would literally just get up and go to your house and wouldn’t have the patience for sexting LOL so Eren it was

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>>> heeeeeeey haha whats upp

Eren raised an eyebrow as he glanced down at your text. Hmm, he thought. Kinda late. He squinted at the clock on his night stand that read 12:31am.

> Sup 

Probably just bored, he thought. He hit send, and not even 15 seconds later his phone *dings* again.

>>> nothing hahaha kinda tipsy but oh well

He hated to admit it, but he felt a small flutter in his chest reading your reply. You’d been friends for a while, but he never picked up on any flirty vibes from you, but drunk texting at midnight? Hmm...

> Fun. Did you go out?

>>> yeah clubbing with sashaaaa haha so fun:) you shoulda caaaaaame

Ok, this is definitely flirty, he thought. The thought of you in a tight dress, all dolled up, swaying on a dancefloor....phew.

> Damn, yeah I should’ve come. Would’ve been fun seeing you.

He hesitates, thinking he’s definitely breaching into flirty territory with this one. He thinks, fuck it before he presses send.

His phone *dings* and he sees the text preview on his home screen:

>>> [y/n] sent you a snap!

>>> now you see me :)

His excitement started to grow as he saw the Snapchat and text double notification on his screen. Despite himself, he felt his cock twitch in his boxers, and he reflexively reached his hand down to start to rub himself lazily.

He opens the Snapchat notification.

It’s a video of you laying in bed, your phone held up at arms length, smiling with your tongue sticking out playfully. You were wearing a strapless v-neck leather top and tight black pants, your face alight with glittery makeup and a clear drunken stupor. Your smile was radiant.

Fuck, she’s hot, he thought. His hand had a mind of it’s own and started to rub himself through his pants, with a bit more purpose now. He groaned, shifting his hips up at his own contact. He replayed the video, stroking himself.

>>> replayed my video? ;)  

Whoops. He forgot you get notified if he replays your video. He goes to at first make an excuse (”whoops my bad”) but instead decides against it. Fuck it shes drunk maybe she’ll forget it, he thought. He hesitates, but presses send:

> Yeah, damn you look good

Why did i just send that. The tension of seeing you typing back made him even hornier, letting out another groan as his dick began hardening under his boxers.

>>> reaaaally? :) youre not too bad yourself ;)

 Oh yes. It’s showtime. 

> So that’s why you’re texting me so late. Just wanted a little attention?

> Yeah, you’re low key hot as fuck

There’s a long pause as he’s waiting for you to reply, terrified he fucked it up and went too far.

Then....you sent a voice note. He hit play:

>>> “Mmmmm... I wish you were here right now.”

Your voice is almost a moan, going straight to his dick. Fuck, she wants it. That’s so hot. His hands go inside his boxers and frees his now fully hard cock, giving it a few pumps as he does. Before he can even respond, another *ding* makes his cock twitch.

>>> Attached: Image

It’s a picture of you leaning forward towards the camera, giving a clear shot down your cleavage as you looked up at him, a mischievous smile on your lips, biting your tongue

> Pretty girl. Tease.

>>> im not teaaaasing i actually want to fuck you :p

The blunt text you sent made him gasp, his dick hot in his hands as he worked himself. 

> You’ve got a filthy fucking mouth

>>> you can make it filthier if you want ;)

Fuck. His throws his head back jerks himself faster, before stopping to squeeze the base of his cock. Fuck I want her to suck me so bad. Before he even registers what he’s doing, he hits the “Facetime” button to call you.

>>> [y/n] is unavailable for FaceTime

He groans in frustration. Fuck, i wanna see her.... she really is a fucking tease.

>>> we cant facetime right now im doing naughty thingssssss 

>>> this convo is making me crazzyyyy shhh

> Good. That’s a good girl.

>>> *Incoming Facetime call from [y/n]*

Too easy, he thinks. He chuckles as he swipes open the call. The camera is angled at the ceiling, the room dimmed. 

He chuckles into the phone. “All I had to say was ‘good girl’ and suddenly you calling me now, huh?”, he says, cocky as all hell. 

“Hmmm....”, he hears you say, drawing out the ‘mmm’ suspiciously. 

“Hmmmmm?” he questions back, mimicking you. “What’re you doing right now, [y/n]?”

“M’, Ummmmm, nothing....” he hears you say faintly, innocently, phone still pointed at the ceiling. He thought he was imagining it at first, but he can barely hear the sound of fabric shuffling and shifting on your end. 

“Nothing? Doesn’t sound like nothing, pretty girl”, he teases, stoking his now leaking cock. He sighed heavily on purpose, suggestively, making sure you heard him.

“What’re you doing right now?” you asked lightly, breathlessly.

He feels himself starting to slowly lose his restraint when he hears your breathy voice. “If I tell you, will you tell me?”, he grumbled, panting obviously now, loudly and into the phone, clearly out of breath from the effort of jerking himself off, hard

He hears you sigh, the sound of shuffling fabric getting louder. He hears you shift in bed. “Yes”, you say.

Through obvious gasps, he grills you: “You promise you gonna tell me what you’re doing, hmm, baby? You gonna tell me what you’re doing after you made me so fucking hard for you?”

He hears you moan loudly now, obviously meant for him to hear, panting.

“I’m stroking my fucking dick right now, that’s what I’m doing. I’m thinking about bending you over and fucking you stupid” he moans in unison with you, hearing himself admit it making him feel even dirtier

“Are you touching yourself, [y/n]? Your pussy wet for me? Hmm?” He hears your high-pitched moan and your body shift quickly in your bed.

“Use your words, I wanna hear that pretty little mouth say my fucking name”, he commands, heat flushing his face. 

“Ung! - Eren...ugh....” you finally mewl, sounding just as desperate as he was to cum

“Fuck i wanna stuff my cock in your mouth so fucking bad, [y/n]” he moans, babbling off strings of dirty talk, barely able to catch his breath as he gets closer and closer. “You’re a naughty little girl aren’t you? Were you touching your pussy while you were texting me? Hmmm? Dirty girl. You wanted me to make you cum, yeah?  You thinking about my dick fucking into that messy little pussy? I wanna hear you say it you needy little---ahhh! fuck. speak to me.” 

You finally break your silence: “Ugh, Eren, ah!-- you’re gonna make me--fuck, you’re gonna make me--!”

Fuck

He lets out a string of swear words, cursing through both your orgasm and his: “ah, fuck thats such a good fucking girl yes, cum for me baby, cum on daddys cock, cum on this fucking cock babe, uuung...!”

As you both catch your breath from the thrill that just ran through both your bodies, he pants “That....was hot”. 

“Yeah”, he hears you say, the camera finally moving away from the ceiling and onto you. You looked dazed, a thin sheen of sweat smudging your makeup. Still, a satisfied smiled was painted on your pretty face. “You’re so hot. Wow. I haven’t cum that hard in a long time. Next time you’ll have to come over?”

“See you then, princess”

[momoshin]

poly!jinlia where lia walks in on 6th member touching herself bc ryujin edged the both of them the day before and they decide to give her the taste of her own medicine by tying her hands and tease her😈😈

“i- i wasn’t doing anything” as a reflex your hands raise in signs of innocence when lia opens the door to your room. you were already under the covers, so you don’t have to do a lot to cover yourself.

“it’s okay pup, i’m not going to punish you”

“but daddy said-“ your girlfriend rolls her eyes, upset just by hearing you call her that when she wasn’t even here.

“ryujin is at the company, she’s not coming home for a while” her hands take a hold of the sheet covering you, and she pulls it away enough to reveal your wet cunt. “you can get off puppy, i won’t tell her”

“i can help you, if you want” and she scoots just a bit closer to you, biting her lips and waiting for some sort of yes from you to touch you.

“please” that’s all she needs to quickly but softly spread your legs further and gently push two fingers inside you. she quickly looks for your face and any reactions to tell her to stop, but she’s learned that the way you part your lips and gasp repeatedly are good signs, the kind that tell her to keep going, that you’re almost there

“puppy,” she calls, her face so close to yours when you bring your head back down, having thrown it back earlier when she first touched you. “i have an idea, are you listening?”

“y-yeah” she never stops fingering you, sometimes quicker sometimes slower, but always fingering you. always grazing your clit with the heel of her hand. “i’m l-listening”

“good” it always somehow takes her less time than the last to find your g-spot, her fingers already knowing everything about your body, where to touch and where to please, always eliciting loud noises of you “you have to be quiet though, because chaer or yeji might tell her when she comes home that they heard you, okay?” she waits for your nod before continuing.

“when she comes home, you’ll be waiting in bed. you can put on a cute set and everything and-“

“im listening. i s-swear” you look back at her, thinking it makes her feel like you’re paying more attention to her than when you’re looking elsewhere or closing your eyes. “but it feels so good”

“pup. focus. you can cum all the times you want just listen to me five minutes.” she knows she’s got your full attention now, or what is left of it with her plunging her fingers in and out of you at a fast pace. “so we’ll be waiting in bed- and here’s the fun part- the pink handcuffs are in my special drawer, so i want you to cuff one of her hands to the bed, just one, i’ll help you with the other. okay?”

“o-okay.” you nod slowly “and then what.”

“and then, we’ll have fun while she watches. a little further so she can’t use us to get out of the cuffs. but you know, yeah?”

“yeah, sure” you can’t say you know what you’re supposed to do, and she’ll probably have to repeat herself with her fingers out of your cunt next time, but that’s the least of your worries right now. “can i cum now.”

“yes puppy, let me see you” she always asks to see you cum, because she loves the way you arch your back and grab to any part of her body when you do, trying to hold back so many moans of her name but afraid you’ll be too loud so you just end up kissing her..

she makes you shower after, and when she’s had her own she makes sure the two of you throw on matching lingerie, that alone is enough to drive ryujin insane, so it’ll be a helping factor for the two of you tonight. showering doesn’t mean she ever takes her hands off of you, or you ever do from her, but you can’t exactly get each other off when ryujin is right around the corner and could think know you disobeyed her orders.

“what’s this?” she gently drops her purse on the small seat by the entrance. “red and white, what are you, my little angel and devil?”

“somewhat” you shrug, pulling her to you and welcoming her with a sweet- hot kiss. and she hums against your lips letting her hands move to your ass and squeeze. she backs you up into the bed, and she is so close to laying you on it until you stop her, shaking your head and switching sides with her before making her sit on the bed

“did something happen baby?” she’s confused, as to why neither of you are jumping her bones and begging for the release she believes she’s kept you from. “did you do something while i was gone?”

“no.” you shrug, feeling her eyes on you and lia as she gets on her knees just like you have and each of you take one of her shoes off. “we’re just trying to earn our rewards” she follows you when you lead her up to sit against the bedframe, and when you raise both her hands too. there’s been a change of plans between you and jisu, you’re doing the distracting and she’s doing the restraining

“whats going on?” she asks again, now a little giggly because she still doesn’t know what you’re trying to do. until she hears the click of the handcuffs opening and sees jisu pursing her lips while studying them. “ha, no. nonono. not happening”

“too late daddy.” lia chuckles, because just like that she’s got one hand, and that makes it this much harder for ryujin to escape, and you’re also holding her other hand, attempting to help her because ryujin was still stronger than her alone. “it already did”

“you have two minutes” ryujin grits through her teeth, tugging roughly at the restraints in an attempt to break them. “two minutes to undo these or you will both be in big trouble”

“shhh” your girlfriend silences her, crawling in bed to you and cupping your cheeks before meeting your lips with hers in a messy kiss. “good job puppy. now for that fun i promised you”

[maddiedrawsstuff]

*shows up to the Elden Ring party a month late with Starbucks*

im very slowly making my way through Elden Ring now lol. Catch me getting my ass beat by the Magma Wyrm bc I’m trying to get Moonviel early.

but yes this is my Tarnished Morena! She’s here to ruin everybody’s day and kiss the local sad goat man, I’m hoping to build her up to a stabby frost/bleed build with a bit of magic thrown in to be fancy. Yes I know you need a staff to cast in game shhh let me have fun here

[binunus]

college bf!rocky

a/n next is our rock and aegyo king sorry sanha park minhyuk !! also I was going to post this yesterday :( but me and my roommates got a little too lit for valentine’s and I literally sat for 7 hours straight in zoom so I couldn’t finish it until now but !! I hope you loves enjoy!!

→ genre: fluff, smut

→ word count: 4.9k

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alright aright alrightttt

we’re gonna switch it up a little bit

add a little flavor

because as much as I would love to say that college bf!astro all got their partners in a cute and smooth sailing way

we all know relationships aren’t that easy

but before we get into how you and rocky met

major: dance

are we surprised? no

rocky is a prodigy in dance

he’s been dancing since he could walk

he started choreographing at age 6

it just made sense for him, like even his parents were like go pursue dance, you’re not a law or business type of kid

he can master any type of dance from jazz, to ballet, to street, to contemporary, to tango, whatever you can think of

he’s roommates with music tech!jinjin

jin literally takes care of him all the time bc rocky??? when he comes back to the apt after dance practice?? dead weight

only passes his gen ed classes bc eunwoo tutors him

if it weren’t for the boys, rocky would literally live in the dance studio

they make sure to drag him out for fun and food at least once a week

or they join and keep him company while he’s practicing

have they gotten noise complaints before while messing around in the dance studio? yes

rocky is loud alright, especially when he’s with astro

he’s a perfectionist, literally will not leave the studio until he’s 100% satisfied with his progress

oh the amount of times myungjun and jin nag at him to take care of his health

now now

you’re also a dance major

people could say that you and rocky are the top two dancers of your year

gasp a rivals to lovers au??? you betcha baby

granted you switched into a dancer major your second year so rocky technically had seniority

but boom baby as soon as you made your appearance, it rocked his world

now im not saying rocky’s cocky bc obviously he’s a cute hardworking humble boy

but was he used to always being placed first in evaluations or getting the highest marks??? yeah

so the first time you placed first and he placed second??? it lit a bit of a fire in him

he’s seen a ton of good dancers in his time, but no one has ever matched his capabilities better than you

there was an unspoken rivalry between you two, everyone knew about it 

you both always wanted to upstage the other

there was always a tension whenever you two were in the same room

but like...have either of you ever really talked to each other besides side remarks in class?

no

and it didn’t really help that the whole dance department basically pit you up against each other to see who was really the best dancer of your year

so you and rocky never had the proper introduction to a friendship, it just went straight to rivalry 

and then came the announcements for the end of the year showcase

and instead of putting on a solo, the department chairs decided to have you and rocky perform a duet

and you’ve never worked with him before so you were dreading the first time you met up

you to your roommate: ugh i can’t believe im partnered up with rocky, that arrogant rude–

your roommate: have you ever even talked to him, y/n? he’s actually very nice

you: no...but that’s what he wants you to believe!

your ego sorta just went along with the whole thing

and rocky was 15 min late to your meeting bc he was out eating food with the guys so your patience?? very thin

literally as soon as he stepped into the dance studio, the air turned stuffy

rocky could feel you glaring at him and he just smirks?? 

rocky: did I make you wait long y/n?

you: yeah you did

he liked pushing your buttons?? idk he just felt satisfaction knowing that any small of action of his affected you that much

it made him feel like he was winning or whatever

and god it took literally forever for you two to decide on a song and genre of performance for the showcase

you wanted contemporary, he wanted ballet

you were literally disagreeing so much on it that you had to ask Siri to flip a coin

and then you fought and said that Siri was rigged when it chose tails (contemporary)

so you decided on a happy? mix of both

rocky at the end of your first meeting: i get that we’re not exactly friends, y/n, but we have to work together so let’s at least be professional

you: i can if you can

rocky: fine

you two literally bicker like five year olds on a playground

even the guys are like ???? why are you being so childish ???

you have 2 months of preparation until the showcase and you start meeting once a week for choreography and practice since given the assignment

you two are pretty civil for the most part, you make the contemporary parts and he makes the ballet parts and then you combine it when you meet up and see how it can incorporate and complement each other

there’s not much joking around ?? like you know how rocky’s a clown when he’s teaching astro choreography?? it’s not like that at all

and honestly you two are too caught up in your rivalry and tension to notice that your styles really match and highlight each other well??

there’s definitely a lot of “i could do this better than you” from both sides

i repeat: you are children

and then there’s this one practice where you and rocky are trying a pas de deux for the first time

(i literally looked this term up, it’s basically what jungkook and jimin from bts did during the 2020 mma black swan intro...if you haven’t seen it, watch it bc it is perfection mmm chefs kiss)

and you don’t know if it’s because you didn’t have enough momentum or rocky didn’t prep himself enough for the lift but he ends up dropping you and you both fall

and you both immediately start blaming each other for the mishap

until you lift your hand to point at him and it just hurts

it’s like a switch goes off, rocky’s immediately concerned and he’s like gently taking your hand like: holy shit are you okay??

you shake your head and you’re wincing whenever you try to move it

you: ow fuck rocky, I think it’s sprained

and he suddenly feels so guilty, like he goes silent

you: can we stop for today? I’m gonna go get this checked out, make sure it’s not broken

rocky: do you want me to go with you?

you: no. I’ll see you next week.

boy he feels so bad, he texts you throughout the course of the following week asking if you’re okay, asking your roommate if you’re okay, telling you he’s sorry that he dropped you

you didn’t respond much, not bc you felt weird texting him–well, you did a little bit shhh–but bc you were beating yourself up for getting injured a month before the showcase

you show up to practice the next week with your wrist in a compression bandage

and he doesn’t greet you with a quip like he usually does, he immediately grabs your wrist (gently) and he’s like inspecting the bandage

you: uh...the doctor said I should be careful with it for a week or two if i want it to heal faster. so don’t bitch at me if i’m not going all out

rocky: y/n...i’m so sorry...I didn’t mean to injure you, it was my fault that we didn’t execute the pas de deux

you just shrug: it was both our faults...if I didn’t fall on my wrist maybe we could have avoided this little obstacle

rocky: if I caught you correctly, you wouldn’t have even fallen

you: are we really arguing right now about this??

and then the two of you just laugh??? 

this is the first real pleasant interaction you’ve had with him

and you notice like wow rocky had a nice smile

you: i should be back to normal before the showcase so we should be fine

rocky: don’t push it though while we’re practicing alright? if your wrist starts hurting then stop, and don’t even think about doing any floor choreo

the atmosphere between you and rocky change after that

he becomes pretty concerned about your recovery–and maybe it’s bc he still blames himself for the cause of it

each night before your set practice days, he always shoots you a text asking how you’re feeling and how your wrist is doing

he brings ice packs, painkillers, and extra bandages during your practices just in case you need it

and you’re actually pretty touched by his concern

about two weeks before the showcase, your wrist is back to full movement and you’re like excited to actually practice to your best ability

from now on you see each other twice a week, just to get that detail and fine-tuning perfected

rocky’s still a bit hesitant to have you go full out but you reassure him that you’re fine

you both try the pas de deux again the day you take your bandage off 

and you can see that he’s nervous to try it

you: rocky, i’m fully healed now. we haven’t practiced this move since the first time and we need it in our routine

rocky: but...y/n, what if I drop you again??

you: you won’t...i trust you 

and you really did, that move requires a lot of trust between partners and you know? maybe it didn’t work out the first time because of the lack of trust between you two

and so you go through the full routine and rocky was holding his breath when that part of the choreography came up but you both successfully did it!! and it was a beautiful move

he was so excited at the end of the run through that he hugged you

and you were smiling too bc this was the first time you did a full run through without any stops in between

you both don’t even notice that all the hostility is gone??

and the tension suddenly changed from hatred to...dare I say it...sexual

oo baby the day of the showcase you two were hella nervous 

but c’mon you and rocky were the best of the best so ofc you absolutely killed the performance

your energies literally merged as soon as the music started

every move was flawless

and you both had to face each other during your ending pose and you were just like looking at him like ??? wtf ??? did you maybe wanna kiss him??

and you know the look that rocky has in his eyes when he’s dancing

imagine that literally piercing into your soul

you got the shivers waiting for the lights to dim 

you both received a standing ovation after your duet obviously

astro watching it bc they always support rocky: they’re gonna fuck 100%

fast forward to the next term bc you both didn’t really have a reason to contact each other during summer break now that the showcase was done

you and rocky had two classes together, dance research and advanced modern technique

it was then that you started to see his actual personality and how goofy of a person he was

you still had a rivalry of course, but now it was healthy

instead of trying to bring each other down, you both started motivating each other to do better

and yes you’ve always been impressed with how good of a dancer rocky was (and vice versa), but now whenever you saw him practice you start to feel a little bit of stir in your stomach and shit are you blushing??

and then you two get paired up again for your midterm evaluation

your teacher: i saw the chemistry you had for the showcase last term, i think you two would work well together for this project

and god is your teacher trying to murder you??? the theme of this midterm was “couple dance” to encourage collaboration or whatever

you were just thankful that the song choice she gave you was more upbeat and not sensual bc you know for a fact that you would not survive doing a sexy dance routine with rocky

but that didn’t stop the way your skin felt like it was on fire whenever he touched you for partner-dependent moves

this time around, you did the choreography process together and it was actually pretty fun??

you and him would bounce back ideas and joke around whenever something looked stupid

you and rocky did this by the way for reference

and then there was one late night when you two were practicing

it was around 2 am, no one else was in the music building and you both didn’t have class the next day so you two were just like fuck it let’s just practice until campus security kicks us out or whatever

you both were literally dancing for four hours, not just this new routine but old ones and freestyles as well

and then you were doing your new routine and during the part where he had to twirl and dip you, you both fall again

but no one got injured this time luckily

and you both just burst out laughing, maybe you were a little delirious at this point in the night

you: i can’t believe you dropped me again

rocky’s laughing and you both just look at each other, and he’s hovering above you right???

and your heart is beating so loudly in your chest you’re positive he can hear it

and you’re thankful that your face was already hot from dancing so that he couldn’t tell that you were in fact blushing

rocky’s like looking at you for a good minute or so and he’s just like thinking in his head: have you always been this cute?

and maybe it’s bc you guys have been getting along so well lately and the vibes are??? immaculate

but the atmosphere suddenly gets super thick and he !! just !! leans down !! and !! kisses !! you !!

and phew baby you bet that you immediately respond to it

you’re literally making out on the floor for like five minutes

and mind you, five minutes is a long time

until rocky’s phone rings loudly through the speaker and you both suddenly separate

he scurries to his phone and you sit up trying to compose yourself 

jinjin: park minhyuk where are you?! it’s 3 am!!

you literally hear jinjin scolding rocky through the phone and you laugh a little bc it’s so cute how he’s getting nagged right now

rocky: hyung...im practicing...

jinjin: do i need to drag you out of there?! i’ll literally call bin to carry your ass to our apartment! how long have you been practicing huh?? have you eaten dinner at all??

rocky: okay okay I’ll come back home

he turns to you after ending the call and he’s so !! shy !!

rocky: I guess that’s the end of our practice haha...do you want me to walk you back to your place?? it’s pretty late out

you: yeah that’d be nice...hm you sure your hyung’s not gonna call a search party for you??

you’re teasing him and he just pouts

rocky: i’ll be fine

rocky walks you back to your apartment and it’s a little?? awkward?? 

but before you bid him goodbye he’s like: uh...the kiss earlier...sorry if I surprised you

your cheeks are hot again: it’s um...it’s okay, I didn’t mind it...it was actually pretty nice...I guess...

and rocky’s heart skips a beat and now he’s blushing: yeah...it was...i’ll see you in class then??

you: yeah, i’ll see you. text me when you get home okay?

he nods and waits until you’re safely inside and then he just starts grumbling to himself

rocky: i’ll see you in class?? could i say anything more stupid??? 

rocky’s adorable okay

him texting you when he gets back: im home :)

you: that’s good! good night rocky :)

he goes to the guys the day after like: i have a predicament !! me and y/n kissed !! 

jinjin: that’s why you were late last night??

eunwoo: you dirty dog, doing it in the dance studio??

rocky: we didn’t do anything else hyung !!

bin: so did you ask them out??

rocky: no...i said...i’ll see you in class

myungjun: i’ll see you in class?!?! are you an idiot??

sanha: hyung even I’d ask y/n out after that

rocky: i know !! im dumb okay!! help me

sanha: you’re a lost case sorry

jinjin: why don’t you start with, hey y/n do you wanna get some food with me??

rocky: AHHHH

yes he does want to ask you out, yes he does want to kiss you again more than he’d like to admit, but he’s shy

you’re not faring any better, you and roommate were literally talking about it all weekend

the next time you see rocky (in class), you two are awkward as fuck

you both keep stealing glances at each other and then if one of you get caught, you both immediately look away

those 50 minutes of class could not go by any slower

and you were so ready to book it after the professor dismissed you but then you hear rocky call your name

rocky: hey y/n, are you free right now?

you: uh yeah! why what’s up

rocky: do you...um...wanna get some coffee with me?? or food or something??

you: do you mean like just to hang out or...uh like a date?

rocky: a date...if you want it to be

and cue the blushies again

you and rocky end up going to this cute cafe and get smoothies bc neither of you were feeling caffeine at the moment

and the whole time you two are just ??? so cute and shy and awkward with each other ???

which is such a contrast from how you two would dance together

rocky’s so sweet, really the cutest boy

gives you so many butterflies

the two of you end up going on little cafe dates before practice 

and you’re all cute and wholesome

and then he turns all passionate and dominant when you start dancing

like wow alright rocky giving you whiplash or whatever

when you show the routine for your midterm, the teacher and other students give you both high praises 

and he’s all giddy after class and he goes up to you: i think its safe to say that we have really good chemistry when we work together, don’t you think?

you’re smiling hehe but you wanna mess with him a little: hmm i think we’re alright, but who knows, i might mesh well with someone else

and then he’s all frowny, a little jealous: what do you mean someone else? do you make out with someone who just has alright chemistry with you??

your eyes go wide and you put your hand over his mouth: im kidding!!

rocky just smirks at your embarrassed reaction and he like tickles your sides

and then he just grabs your hand like: don’t find another dance partner y/n, just be mine

how could you say no to that??? especially when rocky’s just looking all handsome and charming and shit??? exactly. you can’t and why would you ever say no in the first place??

you and rocky dating?? biiiig news in the dance department

and even outside of it

bc lowkey rocky had a bit of a fanclub bc of how good he is at dancing, are we shocked? no

the boys are so happy for him !!

you meet his friends literally the day the two of you start dating

and you’re a bit nervous meeting them bc ofc you want them to like you, they’re his friends

but they’re so sweet...and headass

when rocky brings you to their dinner, the five of them literally start applauding at your entrance

you were so confused and rocky’s just out here with second hand embarrassment

he’s the cutest boyfriend

shy with pda in public (unless you’re dancing), most he’ll do is hold your hand

but in private he’s very clingy

loves backhugging you

he also tickles you when he wants to be a little shit

which is 50% of the time

very playful bf, will tease you at least once every day

if you two are just practicing dancing, he’ll make any sort of excuse to hold you or kiss you

asddfadsjf he’s so cute

gets very soft at night especially when you two are worn out from practice

just wants to go back to your (or his) apartment and cuddle and sleep

imagine just you two cuddling in bed after hours of dancing and he’s just spooning you and he mumbles tiredly into your shoulder: you’re amazing y/n...you’re one of the best dancers i’ve ever seen

and before, his pride would have never allowed him to say that, but now it can

not really one for pet names in my opinion, but he does call you “my y/n”

after you two start dating, you begin to call him by his real name, minhyuk

or you say hyukie

he lowkey loves it when you call him that, it’s so endearing

the guys teasing him, cooing at rocky all gross like : heyyy hyukkie

then rocky just like crosses his arms: only y/n can call me hyukie

he didn’t realize he loves couple dances so much until you and him are dating

well he only loves it because you’re his partner ofc

alright hear me out !! slow dancing with rocky

slow !! dancing !! with !! rocky !!

he dims the lights in the dance studio until it’s just a single spotlight and some slow romantic music comes on and he just grabs you by the hand and twirls you once before pulling you close and you’re just swaying side to side

and then he presses your foreheads together and he’s just looking into your eyes and gives you the softest smile

!!! im freaking out!! i want this so bad !!

that’s how the first i love you comes out

surprise, you say it first

okay but like in the moment, the atmosphere is literally so perfect, and you can just see how much he treasures you and you always feel butterflies whenever he does this, but there was just something that night that made you say it

like your chest was constricting so hard and you were thinking to yourself, i love this man

and so you just said it

and omg the smile on rocky’s face just widens and he kisses you so sweetly before he says it back

loves kissing you, your lips are like a drug to him

can literally make out with you for hours

has pushed you against the walls of the practice room just for a little make out session

ahhh here we go ladies and gents

sex !! with !! rocky !!

first and foremost, dance studio sex??? yes

especially if it’s just you two late night practicing like the first time you kissed?

mirror kink? maybe so

and bc y’all are ~flexible~, you bet he likes bending your back like a pretzel

he’s a very passionate lover, your pleasure is his #1 priority

loves foreplay just as much as the main event

but oof his hips?? grrrrr bark bark ram me over with a truck

his stroke game is so good

literally knows how to fuck you in all the right places

and his stamina??? god tier, can go at it for hours on end

into edging and overstimulation, oof you bet you’re cumming at least twice during every session

i cannot stress this enough!! thigh riding

you know he has thighs of steel

will make you cum just from riding his thigh

most of the time you guys start off slow and sweet, and then just boom it turns it hard sex

will definitely get turned on from doing a sexy dance routine

the amount of times he’s wanted to just fuck you in the middle of class bc you turned him on?? but ofc he has public decency he won’t do that

he knows you get turned on from his fingers oops

anal or vaginal fingering?? he’s all for it baby

he’s loud during sex, all the grunting, huffing, growling, oo im getting chills

not afraid to tell you how good you’re making him feel

not really into spanking, but he grips a lot, like his fingernails have definitely left some deep imprints in your hips or your ass

hair pulling?? yes, both sides receiving

okay but if you call him rocky during sex? big turn on

i can’t explain why, it just is

favorite position?? cowgirl

he loves when you’re on top of him

yes he likes seeing you try to fuck yourself on him

and then when he can’t take it anymore and just grabs your hips and thrusts up into you until your body literally collapses on him

he always tries to make you cum first but oops sometimes baby just busts a nut

yes you will probably tease him about it and then he’ll just shut you up by kissing you 

on another note, no way to turn rocky on faster than sucking on his bottom lip when you’re kissing

will cuddle you after cumming, like he doesn’t care if either of you are sweaty or messy, he’s hugging you for at least five minutes

honestly becomes a baby after sex so it’s more like you’re giving him after care sksksk

the switch he makes from being a sex fiend to a clingy cuddly boy? whiplash

like you need to go to the bathroom to pee or something and he’s like: but...i wanna hug u

i would risk it all for rocky yes

anyway after graduating, rocky becomes a choreographer for this really famous dance studio and get recruited to join a highly-competitive dance troupe

you both do long distance for a little bit bc obviously he’s back home but you have to travel with your group for competitions, sometimes even internationally

and so that caused some strain in your relationship bc distance sucks, but you would always make sure to call him every night before going to bed and despite any time zone difference, he would always answer

your biggest supporter !! literally flew out to surprise you during a big dance competition in london or whatever and you cried happy tears bc was he really there right now??

that’s when you knew that he was the one :’)

you spent the night w him in his hotel room and after a good couple rounds of reunion sex, you were like trying to test the waters a little bit: i missed you hyukie

rocky: i missed you too, but now that you’re here with me, nothing else matters

you: what do you really think about this long distance thing??

rocky: it sucks...but i know it made us stronger. i feel like we can get through anything now

you: yeah, i agree

rocky getting paranoid: omg why? are you thinking of living abroad?? y/n, do i need to start looking at dance studios out here??

you have to hold in your laughter bc he’s so cute: why? would you move out of the county for me if i wanted to??

rocky: i mean...if you’re thinking of leaving for good...then yeah.

he gets so shy and quiet and you’re just !! wow you love him !! he’s yours !!

you kiss him shortly and you smile: no, i’m not gonna live abroad. I miss being home and I miss seeing you all the time. I told you before, I’m thinking of leaving the troupe in two months and then gonna find a job back home for good.

he lets out a sigh of relief: you scared me a little

you just laugh: I only wanted to confirm something and hmm I was right

rocky: what did you wanna confirm??

you being a confident baddie: that I wanna be with you for the rest of my life

rocky feeling his heart implode: you mean it??

you scoffing: why would I be lying about this?

he just laughs and kisses you: I wanna be with you too...I’ve been thinking it since the last time you visited. How much I love you and how much I hated seeing you leave for who knows how long, but I didn’t wanna say anything bc you’re still living your life and I didn’t want a promise like this to influence you to come back if you didn’t want to yet.

two months later you’re back for good and move in with rocky

you end up becoming a choreographer at his dance studio too

you and rocky: the couple™

and you live happily ever after

somewhere down the line...

sanha: hey remember when you two hated each other?

eunwoo: remember when you injured y/n??

bin: remember when you freaked out to us about your first kiss together

myungjun: and you said i’LL sEe yOu iN cLaSs

jinjin: those were fun times, right hyukie?

rocky: i hate you all

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2-16-21

[thegreenmetblue]

STARKER FESTIVAL SUMMER BINGO : 2nd square

not a date

read on ao3

Peter was utterly anxious. To be honest, he’s not even sure anything in his life stressed him more than that. To be fair, he wasn’t expecting this. At all. Let’s go back to earlier in the day. This morning to be more precise.

Peter was lying in his bed, watching some weird videos on YouTube. But it was Saturday morning. It’s what teenagers do on a early Saturday morning (read : at 10 am). Not that the boy was gonna say it out loud but it was either that, either reading fanfictions about Spiderman and Iron Man. But shhh if you ask him, he’d say it’s only for checking how people are describing him.

Anyway, he was watching some hilarious videos Ned has sent him for the last six days when his phone stopped the video in exchange of Tony Stark’s face. Peter’s heart skipped a beat in his chest, like every time Tony’s calling him. “Yes ?”, he answers with a faint voice. Most of the times, he has no issues talking to Tony face to face but god knows why, Peter has still big issues with calls.

“If this isn’t my favorite young adult. Hi, Pete. Im sorry if woke up you. Or maybe not that sorry, it was time to anyway.”, Tony’s voice says in the speaker. Peter’s cheeks redden at that. He doesn’t know the reason of it, but it’s been almost two months Tony stopped calling him a kid. And now he just said young adult, it gives hope to Peter’s poor heart. Maybe Tony stopped seeing him as a kid. Maybe he sees him more as an equal now ? Lost in his thoughts, the boy doesn’t even realize he didn’t answer to the man on the other side of the phone.

“Alright, imma take that as a no. Gosh, I wondered what happened to the boy that was practically begging to have all my attention.”, Tony laughs softly. Again, he just said Peter wasn’t that boy anymore. The boy makes a little shame sound to the man’s comment about his behavior, feeling his cheeks burning even more.

“N-no, im sorry, im here mr. Stark. You didn’t wake me up. And please take that back, I was never asking for you attention, old man.”, Peter shoots back. He loves doing that. He loves talking back to Tony. “Imma pretend I didn’t hear what you just called me. And Im also gonna pretend like you’re not shamelessly lying to me at the moment. Anyway, you have plans tonight ?”, Tony asks, a bit of growling in his voice. This automatically warms Peter’s heart. He’s probably gonna go to Tony’s lab tonight.

Peter was trying not to smile too much when he remembered Tony wasn’t actually there. “No, I don’t have anything. You want me in the lab ?”, the boy asks and immediately regrets his choice of words. want me in the lab. Fuck. He was gonna say sorry to that, but thanks god Tony speaks before he can make it even more awkward. “No actually I was thinking of something a little more fun. What do you say about eating in a fancy restaurant tonight ?”. Peter’s heart doesn’t skip a beat this time, it skips severals. Tony wants- what ?

“What ?”, he lets out, without even realizing it. “Should I take that as a no again ?”. Tony’s voice echoes in Peter’s brain but never gets analyzed. The boy’s still frozen, his phone hanging in his hand, the sound of his beating heart ringing in his ears.

“Peter ? Fri just told me your heartbeats are unsually high, are you okay ?”. And this time, that wakes him up. “Wh-what ? Oh.. no that’s- im okay, it’s just- MJ!”, Peter stutters as an answer. He swears he can hear Tony’s frowning’s expression in the silence that follows.

“I mean, she- MJ, she sent me a funny, a text, it reminded me of something and I huh.. yeah. No, that’s yes.”. Another long silence. that’s a yes. Peter feels like he just answered a proposal. “Yes as in, im free for tonight, mr. Stark.”, Peter finishes, his cheeks burning with shame.

“Great. And Im not gonna question what just happened, alright ? Be ready for 7.”, Tony simply says before hanging up. Just like that. Just like he didn’t just made Peter’s brain completely fry.

“Did Tony just asked me on a date?”, Peter asks himself out loud, alone in his bedroom, his jaw hanging in shook. What the hell ?

That’s how Peter started the most stressful day of his entire life. Exams ? Spiderman ? Thanos ? Forget all of this, he has a freakin’ date with Tony freakin’ Stark, that is the real stressful shit. He spends half of the day walking in his apartment.

Around 3, he starts to panic hard because Tony said fancy. But Peter doesn’t have fancy clothes. He stayed in front of his phone, hesitating to send Tony something about that or no. He doesn’t want Tony to think he only has kid’s clothes. But then, better this than showing up in a fancy restaurant with a pun-sweat right ?

PP : How should I be dressed for tonight ?

Peter finally sends, not asking but hoping Tony’ll understand what he meant. His smile increases when, 6 minutes after, his phone rings.

TS : Happy is gonna drop you a suit at 5.

Peter’s inside catches fire at that. The words sugar daddy are ringing in his ears. Tony is gonna buy him a suit. Just for tonight. For their date. “Oh my god, imma be sick.”, Peter mumbles. His heart has been beating so fast since the call. And he feels like he’s gonna throw up. And he’s also happy. So happy. But- a date ? With Tony Stark ? Peter has been in love with the man for- he can’t even remember. Of course at first it was just a fan crush, then a real crush, then it bloomed into full love. And Peter never thought he could had a chance. But- Peter’s thoughts get cut by the entry door opening.

It’s May. And it’s been 5 hours now that Peter is combusting with impatience all alone in his apartment that he just can’t help himself. As soon as May starts taking to him, he blurts out : “I’ve got a date tonight!”

That’s how the hundreds of questions start. May knows he’s gay. However, May doesn’t know he loves Tony and she definitely doesn’t know the actual date is with Tony. So when she starts asking who he is, Peter realizes it maybe wasn’t the best idea. So after receiving the 5 hugs May felt like she needed to give him for that, the boy sends another text to Tony.

PP : Can we meet at the park next to my building please?

And then, he lets May giving him advices for tonight. “Alright, I get why you won’t tell me. Even if Im a little concerned, I get it. Where is he taking you ?”, she asks, a big smile on her face. “I don’t know actually, he just said it was somewhere fancy.”, Peter answers, trying not to let his smile gets to him too much.

“And how are you gonna get dressed ? You maybe can try some of Ben’s suit ?”. And Peter’s heart warms at that proposition. “It’s alright May, I already have something to wear actually.”

The two next hours aren’t better, they’re worst. May continues giving him advices. For his sakes, Peter swears himself to never use some. Then he takes a shower, the longest he never took. Just in case. He wants all of his skin to smell good for Tony. His cheeks brun at this thought. Are him and Tony gonna.. ? Now his whole body is warming up and Peter can’t help but jerking off at the thought of him and Tony going home tonight and having some fun.

When Happy leaves him a text saying the suit is in the mailbox, the boy sneaks to get it. Once the suit is on him, Peter can’t stop looking at his own reflection in the mirror. It’s a light blue suit and fuck, he does look good in those. His whole skin is shivering because Tony bought it to him. Tony’s money is touching his skin. The boy snorts at his own weird thoughts. But he can’t help it.

A small whine escapes his lips when he realizes there’s still 1h30 before Tony comes to get him. And that’s the absolute worst feeling ever. Peter tries to work, to watch a tv show, to talk with May, to phone MJ or Ned, to build lego, but nothing is able to make the time look less slow. And the more the time passes, the more Peter’s stomach gets stress crushed.

When 7 pm is finally approaching, Peter’s not even sure he can breath anymore. “Peter, hey- Peter, please can you stop ?”, May finally snaps and Peter turns to her, ready to burst at her that she doesn’t know how he feels right now, but she shushes him before he can even start.

“Everything’s gonna go well, angel. But please, you’re gonna faint before you’ll even get there, alright ? You’re handsome my baby, he’s gonna love you.”, May tries to calm him by hugging him. He was about to answer her when the clock beside them shows that 7 pm is in 5 minutes. Peter jumps saying he’s gonna be late and rushes out of the apartment.

He went down the stairs, crossed the street and went to the park in a 1 minute time. His heart is menacing to get out of his chest. And when he finally hears Tony’s voice behind him, his whole body jerks and he turns to the voice.

His heart stops again. Holy fuck, Tony is- he’s god-handsome. Peter’s jaw opens and doesn’t close.

“You’re doing alright Peter ?”, Tony asks, after a few seconds. Peter tries. He tries really hard. But Tony is in front of him, in a grey suit that looks absolutely heavenly hot on him, and they’re going on a date and-

“Peter ?”, this time, he forces himself to answer before Tony decides to leaves him there. “Hum… huh- yeah? Yeah you look good. I- I mean.. Im good! Im doing… good.”. He watches in horror as Tony tries to not laugh at him. “Blue suits you, by the way.”, Tony comments and Peter tries not to blush or smile at that.

Then the older one shows him the car behind them and Peter hurries inside.

“So. Why the park ?”, the man asks after a few seconds. Peter’s brows frown in confusion. “Forget it. Everything alright Pete ? You look… tense. Did something happened while you patrolled ?”. And this time, Peter’s sure he’s blushing. Why can’t he just relax ? Okay it’s a date but it shouldn’t be any different than the rest of the time they spend together.

“Yeah.. Yeah im sorry I was just a bit nervous, you know… I… Im happy you invited me tho! So.. where are we going ?”, the boy tries to show he’s grateful for this. The last thing he wants is Tony thinking he’s not happy about the date.

“It’s an Italian restaurant, my favorite one. You’ll see, everything that’ll get into your mouth tonight will make you fly.”, Tony answers and there’s a silence. Peter’s cheeks burn hot now. Did Tony really said- oh my god. “Im just realizing how it sounds. Maybe not my best choices of words.”, the man laughs. laughs, as if he didn’t created a whole fire in Peter’s body. The boy just prays not to pop up a boner just because of a single sentence.

The rest of the ride is just small talks and when they finally arrive, Peter stays close to Tony, it makes him feel protected. And he likes it. The smile on his face is uncontrollable. He can’t believe he’s on an actual date with Tony Stark. His heart is about to burst from happiness. And the place is stunning, and Tony’s stunning. And Peter sees people watching them and he feels proud. He knows how much people want Tony. But Tony’s there with him.

Once they’re seated, Peter can’t help but stare at Tony who’s in front of him. And the only thing he can think of is that he loves him. But the boy shuts up. Tony didn’t mentioned it being a date yet, and even when he does, Peter can’t just say he loves him already.

When the menu comes, Peter just stare at the Italian names blankly. “I… I don’t understand anything that’s written.” , he murmurs to Tony, a bit ashamed. But the man just fondly snorts in response and translates him the different propositions. But after the explanations, Peter’s still lost as fuck. what the fuck are all of those ?. Tony laughs again, louder this time, noticing Peter’s lost face.

“You know what, I’ll order for you. How does that sound ?”. The boy’s heart stops and he flushes different shades of red at once. Tony is gonna order for him. “That- That sounds good. Im sorry I don’t know what are those.”, Peter finally says. “Hey, none of that Pete. Plus, Im kinda excited for you to try what I’ll pick for you.”, the man says, like it wasn’t making Peter squirm in his chair. Oh my god, he’s gonna die.

To give himself a bit of capacity, he pretends to read the menu once again and pouts noticing the prices aren’t there. Meaning it must be like, super expensive. He knows Tony can pay, and there’s a side of him that likes it. Because it’s easier for him to call Tony Daddy in his head. But there’s also a part of him that hates it because it feels like he can’t complete. May and Peter are kinda broke and Peter would have liked to be able to pay a restaurant to Tony too.

“What’s up with the pout ?”. Shit. “N-Nothing, mr. Stark really. It’s just… you know, I can’t… it’s a fancy restaurant and May and I aren’t…”, he begins but Tony cuts him. “Im stopping you right there, Peter. Im sorry if me picking a fancy restaurant embarrassed you, I should have asked where you wanted to go first. But don’t worry about that, okay ? Im not asking you to pay for anything, I invited you there.”. Peter feels his heart beating hard in his chest. “No, Im really happy to be there, I swear! I just… I just don’t want- I don’t know, forget it.”.

Tony does what Peter asked him, he drops the subject and start talking about Peter’s project in the lab. And that, it allows Peter to relax a bit. Because it suddenly feels like a normal time with Tony. And not a date. Well, a date yes but not an awkward one. And if Peter chokes on his own saliva when Tony orders in fucking italian in front of him, then at least, the man acts like he didn’t see it. And Peter’s happy there’s a table because explaining to Tony why he’s hard right now would have been real awkward.

It becomes a bit more awkward again when the meals arrive. Because Peter gets aroused by how good the food Tony picked for him is. Because Tony looks genuinely satisfied with the fact Peter moans at every bite he takes. And because watching the gorgeous man eating in front of him is also a whole show.

Peter is too occupied staring at Tony to realize he’s missing his mouth with the next bite he takes. The man laughs gently at him and Peter wants to fucking hide under the table because now Tony’ll think he doesn’t know how to eat.

“That’s good huh ? Knew you would like it.”, Tony smiles, after a minute of silence. The smile on Peter’s lips grows automatically. He likes that. He really likes that Tony knew what he’d like. “That’s… the best thing I ever ate mr. Stark!”, Peter answers, beaming with happiness. Even the awkward moments can’t ruin this for him. He’s so happy.

The rest of the evening goes well. So well even. But the more the end approaches, the more Peter can’t help but asks himself if something’s gonna happen or not. Like… Is Tony gonna bring him home ? Is he gonna kiss him ? Even the thought of that is enough to make Peter’s head feel dizzy. He can’t even let himself imagine something more than a kiss would happen. And if he does, he’s gonna combust in front of Tony. And before his mind decides to picture them having sex, Peter shakes his head, his cheeks reddening with both shame and want. He had so many dream about Tony, so many wet dreams about Tony. He has been dreaming about the man since even before they actually meet. And Peter feels like he would cum the second Tony lays a hand on him. That’d be pretty awkward. And then, Peter can’t help but wonder what Tony sees in him. He’s nobody. Tony can have whoever he wants, and still, he chose him. Does Tony know he’s a virgin still ? Would he care ?

“Okay, have you even listened to a word I just told you ?”, Tony asks, a jaded look on his face. Peter realizes the man has been talking to him and blushes in shame. “Im so sorry! I was thinking… I got lost in my thoughts, sorry.”, he apologizes, hoping Tony won’t think he’s boring him.

“Wow, he’s getting invited to the fanciest restaurant ever and still act like it’s not enough. What more do you want Parker ?”, Tony jokes and one part of Peter is happy he didn’t get upset. Another part of him just wanna scream he wants Tony to kiss him once they’re out of the restaurant. But what if Tony wanna take his time ? He doesn’t wanna sound as desperate as he really is.

“I’d really love for a car.”, Peter jokes back, glad he made Tony smile. “Ask and you shall receive.”. And Peter doesn’t know how honest Tony is with this. He hopes the man is joking. But Tony’s intense look in his eyes when Peter said those words is enough to make him realize the man is serious about this. “I was joking, mr. Stark.”, the boy adds, just to be sure he won’t receive a car tomorrow. Tony doesn’t answer anything to that, which is kinda weird, but Peter doesn’t think too much about it.

When the server comes back and asks if they want a dessert, Tony answers for him again. No. This time Tony doesn’t wait for Peter to even asks him, he just orders him something in Italian again.

“I could have asked him for ice cream you know…”, Peter whines, faking a pout. “Oh so he understands Italian now.”. And the smile Tony had on his lips almost all night is making Peter heart feel so light.

“I don’t, but I don’t think I need a italian degree to understand ‘gelato’, old man.”, Peter teases, making himself feels hot all over his body. He sees Tony’s gaze changing a bit too. Is Tony loving this as much as him ? “Brat.”, the man accuses and Peter stops himself to make a punishment joke. They’re not there yet.

The boy is now eating his damn vanilla ice cream and can’t help the blush creeping on his face again. Tony is staring at him. Not watching. Staring. Peter’s senses can feel his intense gaze on him, on his face. And the boy feels like he doesn’t know how to eat anymore. He’s sure he’s putting ice cream everywhere on his lips and wants to die about it.

“Y-You didn’t want to take something ? Huh… dessert or- or coffee ?”, he stutters, to make things less intense, because Peter is seconds away to moan under Tony’s gaze. “Im all good, thanks Pete.”, Tony answers and the boy doesn’t know if he’s dreaming or not but Tony’s voice sounded more… low ? He goes back to eating his ice cream, hoping it’s the last ice cream he’ll ever eat in his life.

When they finally go out, Peter feels drunk. He’s so happy, so nervous and so horny at the same time. He’d say so in love but let’s not brings more awkward to this. They walk in silence to Tony’s car. And just before Tony can open his car, Peter blurts out : “Thank you so much for the dinner mr. Stark! It was really really good and really fun. I liked it… a lot.”, he says, knowing he’s blushing again but doesn’t care at this point. Maybe Tony is waiting for him to make the first move. Because he doesn’t wanna rush him.

“Pleasure was mine, Pete.”, the man answers, a soft smile on his lips. And then, Peter doesn’t even realize what his body his doing, but that should be the good time no ? His heart is pounding so fast and loud in his chest, ears and whole body as he leans and kiss Tony. A smack. Just a smack. Because Peter doesn’t even know how to kiss. It was fast, but enough to make Peter’s heart explodes in his chest.

But then he sees Tony’s face. Tony’s frozen and shocked face. Shit. Did it was too soon ? Did it sucked ? Did Tony expected someone who could actually kiss him ? Peter wants to throw up. ”Mr. Stark ?”, he asks faintly.

“Peter. What… What was that ?”, Tony questions, his tone dangerously flat. “I- I thought… Im so sorry I... You know with the date and all, I thought maybe… maybe it was a good time to kiss you, you know ? Im sorry if Im not a g-”, Peter painfully begins but gets cut by Tony. “Wait- A date ? It wasn’t a date.”, the man says, his voice suddenly high. Peter’s blood turns cold in his whole body.

What ?

“Wh- What ?”, he breathes, voice already trembling. Oh god no. No no no no, this can’t be happening.

“This. That’s- Christ, Peter. It wasn’t a date. I- I didn’t- We’re not- Fuck.”, Tony panics, his voice almost screaming the last bit, stepping back from Peter. Peter who’s still frozen, watching what’s happening in front of him without being able to move.

“Oh god, Im so sorry if I made you think it was a date, kid. Im- It wasn’t my intention.”, Tony tries to apologize, clearly still panicking. The only word echoing in Peter’s brain is kid. Tony hasn’t called him like that for months. And now he’s doing it again.

“Peter, kid. Shit, you can’t cry- I- Peter Im so sorry I shouldn’t-”. And it’s only when Tony says that that Peter realizes tears are rolling down his cheeks. His heart feels heavy in his chest. No. His heart feels completely crushed in his chest. And the humiliation. The boy still stands there, only capable of crying in front of Tony, who’s panicking on his own.

“Kid, you- Im sorry, Im not mad I swear, we can’t- We just can’t. We’re not… that.”. And Peter’s heart feels like breaking again. “D-Don’t call m-me k-kid.”, and it’s the only thing Peter can lets out before fully starting to cry. Small hiccups escaping his lips.

Tony watches in horror, unable to do much. “Peter, im begging you- stop crying, im not mad, you’re- kid I-”, the man starts and if he wasn’t so much in pain, Peter would have been genially shocked to see Tony struggling so much to speak. “Stop ca-calling me a kid!”, the boy almost screams, surprising both himself and Tony. The man steps back again. There’s a silence. A loud one. A painful one.

“Im sorry. It’s my fault if you thought- Jesus, it’s my fault if you mistook this, Peter. Im sorry I let you think this was a… a date. You can’t- it’s not on you, Im not mad.”, Tony speaks again. But it’s only words. Peter’s brain shut himself. He doesn’t understand what Tony is saying to him. He just wants to die.

“But- But I lo-”, he starts, desperately, only to get cut by the man in front of him again. “No. No you don’t. You- Jesus ki- Pete, it’s not-” and there’s a silence again. “It’s not wh-what ? True ? H-How would you know ? And wh-why… what was al-all of this for if-if it was- n’t a.. a da-date ?”, the boy desperately questions, in between cries. Tony’s pained expression intensifies. “Pete, stop crying.”.

“Answer me!”, the younger one screams. He can’t believe Tony. It’s not true. Tony is just being- delusional.

“Christ why are you doing this ? Peter, it was just- just… us.”. Peter never heard Tony’s voice sounding so desperate before today. But he can’t care. He feels like he’s been crushed by a fucking plane right now.

“Us ? Ye-yeah and Im- im saying that us, is me lo-lo-loving you and you- you looking at me with- with that look in your eyes.”. And Peter can sees Tony’s eyes watering. Again, it’d be the first time he sees Tony crying, but he still can’t care. The man just steps back and sighs, passing both of his hands on his face.

“You stopped calling me ki-kid. And- and you order for me- and- and sh-shit! I- I know you like it. I know i-it because I can se-see it, mr. Stark. I- I want- I want you… pl-please.”, Peter cries even harder now, his voice constantly cut by cries. “Please.”, he begs again. And it’s even more painful because Tony doesn’t answers anything. The man just stand in front if him, completely frozen, with a pained expression on his face. But he doesn’t say anything. He doesn’t deny it. Why doesn’t he deny it ?

And suddenly, Tony’s warms hands are on his cheeks, trying to wipes the endless tears coming out of Peter’s eyes. But the sensation of the hand on his cheeks only makes Peter cry more. “Peter… Peter, baby.. please. You- fuck. You have to stop, alright ?”, Tony whispers, so close to him, but yet so far. baby.

Peter doesn’t realize he leans on the touch, he doesn’t realize Tony’s other hand is clenching hard on his light blue jacket. And despite everything that is happening right now, Peter only wants them to kiss. A real kiss.

But the next thing he feels is Tony’s strong body against him. The man is hugging him and Peter can’t help but hug him back, his cries still loudly getting out. “Peter, please. I can’t. You know I can’t. Im so sorry. I shouldn’t have invited you, I shouldn’t- I shouldn’t have let myself- I can’t.”, Tony murmurs those things in Peter’s ear, tightening his arm around the boy’s body and it only hurts Peter more. Why is Tony saying all of this ? What does it mean ?

“Please…”. It’s all what Peter is capable to say. Please love me. He feels Tony’s body, Tony’s warmth getting away and hates it. And the boy can’t take it. It hurts so much. So before Tony can even answer with another apologize, Peter’s wrists move on their own, and the next second he’s not there anymore, he’s on the top of the building next to the restaurant. He has to get away from Tony. He can’t stay there.

And if Peter hasn’t jumped on another building right away, he would have been able to hear Tony whispering on his own. “Pete… I wished you’d understand why this can’t be a date, why I can’t let you love me back.”, finally letting himself cry now that Peter ran away.

second square for @starkerfestivals 🙈🙈

alright so first of all im so sorry for this fjndldl 😭😭😭 this bingo is challenging me so much tho bc i wrote my first tony fucking peter and now i wrote my first sad ending

its just the first thing that came to my mind seeing ‘not a date’ so i followed my idea

also i edited it three fucking times bc tumblr was being a bitch with me today 🔪

[cuttoothed]

i know im not supposed to be online rn, but i am absolutely dying so: cherry cola for jonmartin thank u i owe u one

You're not online, shhh, what are you even talking about? ;)

The softness continues.

*

When Jane Prentiss attacks the Archives, they almost die, and Martin kisses him. It’s...not something important. The tape is off at the time, which - when Jon considers it much later on - means that it definitely wasn’t important. Not worthy of being recorded, interrogated by the Eye.

It’s right after Martin makes fun of Jon for thinking he might be a ghost, and Jon tells Martin to shut up. Martin comes and sits beside Jon on the floor, and the silence is loud with the squirming of tiny bodies outside the door, and they are both acutely aware that these are probably the last few minutes of their lives. Jon is considering that maybe he should have been a bit more truthful, with himself and everyone else, and then Martin says:

“Jon…” in a voice that is nervous and breathless, and when Jon turns to look at him, his eyes are afraid and hopeful.

“Look,” Martin says, “If we’re going to die anyway - ”

And Martin kisses him. His lips are soft against Jon’s, and...sweet, when Jon lets his own lips part. A flavor almost like sherbet, but not quite, and Jon thinks it would be cloying, if it weren’t on Martin’s mouth. Tries to forget that he thought that, as the hammering on the wall grows louder and they break apart, ready for death to break through.

It turns out it’s only Tim, and the rest is a matter of record. Jon doesn’t think about it again.

That’s a lie, of course. He thinks about it a lot, even as he grows more and more sure that one of his archival staff is a murderer. (It’s not paranoia if someone is probably out to get you.) He is well aware that Martin kissing him does not in any way preclude him being Gertrude’s murderer.

But the point is, there are far more important things to worry about, and eventually Jon almost entirely forgets about it. Yes, it’s the first time he’s been kissed in years. And yes, it was probably the nicest thing that’s happened to him in a long time, impending worm death aside. But, well, it’s just terribly unimportant, and anyway Martin probably regrets it - if he’s ever even thought about it since, they were about to die, after all, and -

Well it’s just. Not.

He doesn’t really think about it again for a long time, aside from those occasions when he lies in bed late at night, touching fingers to his lips and remembering that soft touch, that odd, sweet taste. Barely at all, really.

When Melanie takes her turn going to the chipper you never know what you’re going to get, because she’s terrible at remembering orders and refuses to write them down. This time she actually brings Jon what he asked for, which is a nice surprise up until he takes a mouthful from his allotted sugary soft drink and almost chokes. It tastes exactly like -

“What is this?” he sputters.

“Cola?” Melanie suggests, biting into a chicken tender. Then, squinting at it: “Cherry cola?”

“Why on earth would you - ” Jon begins before realizing the futility of the question. He stares at the offending beverage. His heart is suddenly racing. He gets to his feet.

He doesn’t knock on the door to Martin’s office, just barges straight in so Martin doesn’t have time to hide from him. Martin looks at him with startled indignation, and before he can launch into all the reasons why Jon shouldn’t be here talking to him, Jon says:

“Cherry cola.”

“I - what?” Martin says, looking bewildered. “Look, Jon, you can’t - ”

“Two years ago,” Jon continues over him, because this is important. “You kissed me in document storage because we were about to die, and I’ve...been thinking about it ever since, a bit. What it, ah, tasted like. And then today I got the wrong drink, and it was - awful, by the way, I don’t know how anyone drinks the stuff - but it was that taste. From when you kissed me. Which...wasn’t awful.”

“I didn’t kiss you because we were about to die,” Martin mutters, looking down at his hands. Then, looking up: “Wait a minute, you’ve never had cherry cola before today?”

“That’s hardly the point, Martin.”

“So what is the point then, Jon?”

“The point is - ” Jon begins, and stalls. What is the point? That two years later he still hasn’t forgotten Martin’s lips against his, firm and gentle? That he’s thought about it, far more than he should have? That until today it never occurred to him that the taste was anything other than Martin, because Martin has always been something unique to Jon, even when that fact unsettled and irritated him.

“The point is, I should have asked you,” Jon says. “I should have - we should have talked about it. Not pretended it didn’t happen. We...should have talked about a lot of things.”

“We should have,” Martin says, and he doesn’t sound bitter, only sad, and tired. “But we didn’t. And it’s a bit late now, don’t you think?”

“It doesn’t need to be.”

Jon walks carefully closer, around the desk. Martin is staring down at his hands again. He takes in a long breath that shudders a little. Jon can’t see his eyes.

“Two years, Jon. Why are you bringing this up now? Because you’re lonely?”

“No,” Jon tells him firmly. “That’s not why. I’m just - sick of ignoring things and hoping I don’t have to face them. I’m sick of - of pretending I’m okay without you. And I need you to know. If you’re staying away from me because you don’t want to be around me, that’s fine, I respect that. But if you’re doing it for my good, in some way, then...it’s not working, Martin.”

Martin looks up at him, and his eyes are red rimmed. He looks like someone who’s resolved to do something they don’t want to, and is now trying very hard to hang onto that decision.

“I’m trying to keep you safe.”

“You can’t,” Jon says, and he hears the wobble in his own voice. “I don’t know if that’s something Lukas told you, but you can’t. None of us are safe. None of us will be. But I don’t want to miss you as well. I don’t want to - to not think about things anymore.”

The silence stretches between them for long moments, taut and breathless. Martin huffs a quiet laugh, and says:

“Lip balm.”

“What?”

“The - cherry cola flavor. It was lip balm that I got free at some soft drink promotion. I don’t think I used it more than a couple of times.”

“Right,” says Jon. “It was - nice.”

“Even though you think cherry cola is awful.”

“Even though,” Jon agrees. “Because it was you.”

“Jon...” Martin says shakily, and then he is pushing up out of his seat while Jon is bending down, and they end up poised awkwardly in the middle, braced against the desk. Their mouths meet, hesitant and careful, and Martin doesn’t taste of artificial sweetness, only of Martin, his lips a little dry and chapped, his hands cupping Jon’s face gently. Jon leans into it with everything he has, and god, he can’t believe he let himself miss out on this for two years.

“So, what do we do now?” Martin asks when they part. “I can’t just walk away from what I’ve been doing. It’s - important. Save the world important.”

“Can you...tell me about it? Maybe I can help?”

“I - yes, okay,” Martin says, his lips pursed. “But you have to promise, Jon. You’ll listen. And not just assume you’re right and I’m wrong.”

“I don’t - ” Jon begins and then nods. “Right, you’re right. I do that. I’ll try not to, I promise. I just...want to help. So you don’t have to do it alone.”

“Okay,” Martin says, and takes in a deep breath. “Okay. It...started while you were dead.”

[the-fiction-witch]

Married Girl

TV SHOW: GODLESS COUPLE: WHITEY WINN X READER RATING: SWEET + SMUT

MAGGIE’S POV:

I sighed grabbing some things since those goon boys took over whitey’s kept to himself a lot, I’ve only seen him lately in the bar so I wander over to his place and knock on his door I stood a couple seconds there was a clear chatter inside a few little strange noises till the door opened a little and whitey stood there his hair a mess, his pants undone a little only in his shirt sorting himself out a little as he opened the door not letting me see anything inside 

“Uhh Hiya Maggie, did ya want somin’?” he asked 

“Yeah, came to check up on ya, what’s going on?” I ask looking him up and down

“Ohhh I uHh Uhhh nothing” he stuttered

“Its okay, I’m off anyway” a voice smiled the door was opened a little more and I saw Y/n one of the ladies in town just doing up a button on her dress “see ya later” she smiled giving his cheek a kiss before she went off towards her house he just looked a little sheepish stood in the doorway

“let me in right now whitey before I kick your ass” I tell him so he let me in sorting himself out a lot better now getting his jumper on and doing his pants up sitting at the table with me

“what?” he asked

“what was y/n doing here whitey?” i ask him and he just looked at the floor “well?” i ask

“visiting” He answered still not looking up from the floor

“Yeah visiting, why did you two need to get your clothes on?” i ask him

“Uhhh we Uhh… we spilt dinner” he answered

“Bullshit whitey, I dont want the details just tell me what happened” I tell him

“she slept with me” He blushed “but not like sex!” he added “Just sleep, after what happened with Rob and all, she doesn’t get a lot of sleep on her own, so she comes over and just sleeps with me” he explained

“So what you just lay i bed together?” I ask a bit confused

“Pretty much, sometimes we cuddle, sometimes just our underwear if its hot” he explained finally looking up from the floor

“don’t let the town know you’re doing that, every other widow in town will be snuggling in ya bed whitey” I laugh making him chuckle too “how long has this been happening?” I ask him

“since the accident” He answered

“you love her don’t ya?” I ask him 

“what no” he laughed and I just look at him “Yes” he sighed “I can’t help it, she’s the only girl around her my own age, and she’s beautiful and just wonderful, of course, I love her, It broke my heart when she married that - bastard, he never treated her right, never took care of her” he explained 

“be that as it may whitey, by eyes of the law she’s still a married woman” I explain “Just because her husband ain't here, doesn't mean she’s not married” I explain “she’s a married girl whitey, and if the town finds out about all this, even if you haven't had sex with her won't stop them lynch’en ya off the tree”

“I know” he sighed … 

WHITEY’S POV:

I sighed getting in from work slipping off my jacket and sitting on my bed a moment till there was a knock on my door “it’s open” I sigh and within a couple seconds y/n walked in with a little basket and a huge coat on

“Hi whitey” she smiled

“Hi” I smile at her “You ready for bed?” I ask her and she nods putting her basket on the table and slipping off her coat leaving her in just her little nightie putting her coat on the hook with my jacket grabbing her basket a moment getting a little box out her basket as she came over sitting next to me 

“I made you some cookies” she smiled

“aww y/n thank you” I tell her giving her hand a little kiss making her blush a little so I put the cookies on the table next to my bed as we got comfy in my bed and she happily rested her head on my chest as well as one of her arms so we both relaxed a little very used to doing this every other night

“whitey?” she whispers sound very sleepy

“yeah?” I ask her

“humm?” she moans rubbing her face close to my chest

“Ohh right” I laugh sitting up a little and stripping my shirts off so she could rest against my bare chest...

TIMESKIP:

I just got in from my shift in the office sighing as I slipped off my jacket as I stepped through the door till I saw a person laying on my bed I went over and it was y/n laid snuggling with my pillow 

“Hi y/n whatcha doin’ here?” I ask her gently stroking her cheek waking her up a little 

“I couldn’t sleep” she smiled as she opened her eyes to see me

“but you were gone so I snuggled with your pillow, you don’t mind do you?” She asks sweetly 

“Course not” I tell her stripping my shirt off and getting into bed with her letting her cuddle with me

 “Umm I missed you" she smiled snuggling closely to my bare skin 

“thats sweet, I missed ya too” I tell her

"I had a thought ya know whitey” she smiled 

“Ohh? Bout what?” I ask her 

“I don’t think it’s sleeping with someone I miss” she smiled “ it’s not the sleeping beside someone or the cuddles I think…I just like snuggling with you” she explained sitting up a little

“where are you going with this?” I ask her a bit confused and she just smiled moving forward and kissing me I instantly melted into her kisses holding her waist gently pulling her closer she smiled into the kiss a little our kisses getting more passionate the longer they went on till I pulled away

“Y/n...I- I really want to keep going, but you're married,”I tell her

“But whitey, rob’s gone” she sighed

“I know, but you’re still a married girl” I tell her

“whitey. rob’s long gone even if he did come back, I don’t want to be with him, he treated me so badly” she explains “You treat me so nicely whitey, I’m sorry I let my father convince me to marry rob, If I had it my way ,I would have married you” she explains

“Yo- You would?” I ask her in shock

“I would have whitey” she smiles snuggling her head into my neck

“I love you y/n, I always have” I told her

“aww whitey, I kinda guessed I love you too” she smiled giving me another sweet kiss “come on you’ve got work tomorrow” she smiles so we laid back down a little closer her head on my bare chest her leg around mine, her hand holding mine tightly often playing with my fingers so I did it a little too, my other hand stroking her soft hair as she sighed happily both of us drifting off to sleep

TIMESKIP:

“Shhh” she told me as she snuggled closer to my bare skin the covered tucked in tight as it was a little chilly tonight

“I know you want to sleep I’ll shut up” I laugh

 “No I don’t want to sleep just yet, I like chatting with you” she smiled kissing up my chest and around my neck

“Then why-” I began a little confused

“Just shh I don’t want someone to hear us” she giggled giving my lips a sweet kiss before she moved down a little her head going under the covers I was a bit confused for a second before I felt her soft hands on my half hard cock I grabbed y pillow in shock trying not to moan as she pressed soft tender kisses up my shaft to my head and lightly kitten licking it over and over 

“Uhhh Y/n” I moan but she stops

“shhh” she told me before taking every inch of me in her mouth I bit my mouth so hard trying to keep myself quiet as she sucks hard and fast I knew I was close so close it wasn’t going to take much she sped up pumping with her other hand and I came in her mouth with a groan and a grunt my cock twitching a little as it left her mouth and she sat back up swallowing the last of my seed 

“Whoa!” I tell her “that was...unexpected” I laugh

“did I do okay?” she asked a little nervous “Rob always said i was shit at it” she sighed

“Okay? you did amazing, I mean that, Best I’ve ever had” I tell her giving her head a little kiss

 “I'm off I have to go see the dry goods man about something …” she smiled getting up and getting her normal dress on

“Okay, will you be back later?” i ask her getting comfy in my bed watching her get dressed

“Of course I will” she smiled giving me a little kiss even if it turned into about four kisses before she went off to go do whatever she needed to do till there was another knock on the door 

“It’s open” I tell them

“ You alright?” Maggie asked as she came in

 “Yeah she just uhhh took it out of me” I smirk

“How so?” she asked

 “She uhhh” I smirk miming what she did to me

“Ohhhh” she laughed “having fun with your married girl then?” she asked

“Um she knows what a guy likes” I smirk..

TIMESKIP:

“Hey whitey” Y/n giggled coming in from doing some hunting out by the fields

“Hey, I missed you,” I tell her

“I missed you too” she giggled climbing into bed with me 

“Don’t you want a cuddle?” I ask her

“well okay” she smiles turning away from me so I wrapped my arms around her cuddling her closely “Ummm whitey you have missed me haven’t you” she smirked

“what?” I ask her a bit confused

“this whitey” she giggles moving her arse against my cock

“Ohh? so, could we have a little fun” I smirk giving her a few sweet little kisses 

“Okay whitey, but I don’t want to move” she complains

“well can I still?” I ask her

“course whitey” she smirks so I pull her dress up a little as she moves a lot closer to me making it alot easier to slip inside her 

“Ummm y/n” I smirk bitting her neck a little harder holding her tightly trying not to make to much noise

“having fun whitey” she smirked 

“Ummm yes darlin’” I moan thrusting even faster holding her tighter till I finshed inside her “You are amazing” I tell her giving her a few little kisses and slipping out of her cuddling her a little more 

“hehe, whitey” she giggles turning to face me and giving me a few little kisses “You like doing that don’t you” she giggles

“Of course I do, you’re so beautiful, its hard to resist you” I smirk giving her more kisses ...

[sainadazai]

When your crush is angry all the time

Ch.5

"I don't think fire's all that bad, you know"

3rd person pov

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As the sun hung high in the sky the h/t haired girl stumbled around the train station in search of a restroom. Y/n had never experienced the mundane tasks a commoner would usually persue on a daily. Things like public transit, or any transit for that matter, were an enigma to her.

So while elder men stared a little too long and young children pointed at her in recognition, she spun in circles like a lost puppy.

"Its just a fucking bathroom, should there be someone here to direct people or something! Ugh and whats with the school girl fetish, these old guy are creeps..." she mumbled to herself continuing to get more and more lost on the platform.

Meanwhile, the rest of 1-A were making their way to internships as well, Midoriya scrolled into some old guys house, Kirishima bumped into his metal replica, and Bakugou held his grump posture and nonchilauntly entered the top 3 heros agency. He was expecting to at least learn something from this guy, or gain real life experience with villains. He never anticipated being scrutinized for his personality. No shit I'm scary, Im trying to kill shitty villains not make teenage girls put a picture of me on their wall.

For the first day of this new challenged everbody seemed to be having a ridiculously mundane time. Not y/n, though. No our main character was going through it, once she made it to the restroom, she got confused by how easily the toilet paper ripped in her hand and spent 20 minutes trying to get at least one whole time out of the stubborn roll. Then, when she opened up her bag to view the new hero-suot her mother helped design...she found strings¿

She ended up having to look at an example picture and read a guide on how to put what where. It took an additional hour considering the tightness of everpiece of fabric and when she stepped out of the stall to look in the mirror, she deadpanned. How could her mother hate her this much? It was already a burden being so sexy, but this? This was crazy.

She wasnt sure weather she should take a million photos, or never leave the bathroom and cry all day. However when her phone rang, a call from Mr.Woods agency, she realized how late she already must be.

In her rush, y/n also forgot about the creeps men and was recieving many stares, that went unnoticed. Until somebody had the audacity to touch her. It was just a ghost of his finger tips on the underneath of her ass that was no doubt on full display. That would not go accepted, as a girl who had turned her past trauma into nothing but a small personality traits, she wasnt scared. Still, as a woman who absolutely idolizes herself, or so she says, no one in this train station deserved the touch of her perfect, shiny, s/c skin.

The last error that secured her terrible first day was how y/n spun around and grabbed the mans fingertips. When she took a glance at him, he was smiling as if he had acomplished something. Boy was he wrong, only coming to realized so when the y/h girl suddenly had sprouted a vine from his finger.

He watched in fear as it began to grow and wrap around him, all the while the young girl he'd never met before let out a sickening aura that couldve suffocate him then and there. The vine continued to curl up around his middle and ring finger, slowly meeting the flash of his palm.

Once the growing stopped, y/n had almost decided to let him go. A part of her new that her plan wasn't well thought through, and he could be an innocent guy that accidentally touched her.

However, aggression outwayed logic and she looked him deep in the eye.

"You like using these fingers to touch things your not supposed to?"

"N-n-"

"Shhh, dont worry, im just gonna make sure you dont go touching things that arnt yours, okay?" She made an aggresive fist with the hand not touching him and the vine squeezed in. Anyone a foot away would be able to tell, but the both of them could hear how his two fingers snapped and bent under the pressure.

With a satisfied grin at the whispering man, y/n decided he had learned his lesson. Wow look at that, and I didnt even need some manly hero to come save me. Atta girl y/n.

Little did she know that not only did her pro-hero boss come to look for her, but je also saw the whole disaster. He was not pleased to say the least.

Y/n pov

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As the tree like man sat down in his office chair across from me, all I could do was look to my feet. I didnt feel particularily had about my actions, however, I did feel bad about being late.

While it is fun to be spontanious and act like theres nothing to lose, I wasn't lying when I said I wanted to control the earth aspect of my quirk. Ill never admit it if someone asks, but sometimes the only way I can sleep at night is knowing how strong my quirk is. Knowing that they cant hurt me if I stay strong.

Still, it just seems that as I grow older, the people trying to get to be get bolder and more powerful. Some might even say...they get smarter, too. Thats a scary thought; that if I want to stay alive at all I need to be constantly improving. I am not sure if I want to stay alive or not, but Ill be damned if dying or living isnt my choice.

Feeling the need to break the silence, I began my rant on all the reasons I had come up with that justify my actions. I was planning it on the way out here.

"Look, im sorry mr.woods. I know im not very heroic and shit, but when perverts to pervert things somebody has to do something, and its not like anybody else there would have scared a glance if I didnt save myself-"

"Your wrong."

"Huh- I wasnt done. Anyways i-"

"L/n you are wrong."

"Dude im trying to-"

"There was heroes on patrol, how else did you think i found you? There were real heroes ready to protect you, if you had simply shouted people would have been alarmed of such. I dont understand kids and their need to do everything alone." He rolled his eyes behind his mask and continued to stare at me.

"Excuse me but I dont think your in a place to comment on how I react to myself being touched. He was gonna get my skin dirty and for what, two seconds of his school girl fantasy. Ew."

"Your skin....dirty?"

"Yes, he is nowhere near my standards on someone who should be allowed to touch me...not even a brush of the fingers..ugh!"

"Alright well, I cant get you in trouble because then I get in trouble...so, tell me about your quirk while we go on patrol."

His chair sqeaked against the floor as he stood up and it slid back. Then he motioned for me to follow by painting out the door.

Relieved that I didn't have to talk about all the fake reasons people aren't allowed to touch me, and that I could finally get outside so my quirk would stop suffocating me, I was quick to exit the building.

I'm not sure if its the fact that ive only been using a forth of her, but my quirks side effects have been so shitty recently. To the point that our school nurse estimsted my new rate for being inside for an extended period of time was about three hours.

I havent actually combusted in years, but I've been close and god does it hurt. My chest starts to squeeze and I can feel all the energy drain from my body, then pieces of me start to get hold and cold at the same time.

"So what really is your quirk?"

I looked up at the hero next to me as we continued on down the street of the inner City.

"How much did Aizawa tell you?"

"I-he said...she has all the right elements? And told me I'd figure it out.." He scratched the back of his head.

I smirked at that. Who knew aizawa actually listened to the words I said. I was pretty sure after the whole sulking chrollos dick thing, he would have permanently tuned me out.

"Heh, that raggedy ann bastard" I smile smugly.

"So, what does it mean?"

"Ahh, okay so, did you go to U.A?"

"Um yes kid, why?"

Then im certain je knows of my family, explaining my quirk will be easier. God, this really is my favorite part.

I reached my left hand out, knowing he was right handedly and would respond well to it and then spoke.

"Hi, nice to meet you, im y/n l/n of the elementus royal quirk family."

Once he shook my hand I did a polite curtsey, as I learned in ballet to do that instead of bowing. Its much more fun to do this at family event, where I get to wear big dresses and pretend im important...but this'll have to do.

"The-i-oh shit..." He mumbled the last part in defeat, likely just figuring out what he'd gotten himself in to.

"So, im guessing you've got ...."

"Total control, yup" I confirmed.

"And you wanna focus on earth elements, like what flowers?"

I smirk up at him allowing my aura to put an intimidating facade.

"Actually I was thing more like venus fly traps" as I said traps I let my hands clap together mimicking the plant and bit at the air with my teeth.

He stopped walking and just glanced from side to side, waiting for me to start making sense again.

Until we heard some crying in the distance.

The two of our heads shot over and were met with a strange sight. There were three young boys, looked about 8¿ and a man, hero maybe? Crouched in front of them not looking all that nice. He had spike blonde hair, red eyes, gauntlets on his wris-

"Oh my god its bakugou, look sir! Thats the hot guy I switched schools for!"

"Wha-"

"BAKUGOUUUU!! HEYYY!"

his head slowly shifted from the kids to me and it seemed to only make him more angry. Then, once again I couldn't help but bask in the pure aggression...in his eyes.

They were red, fitting for the anger thry held, but it was beautiful. It was passionate, the way he could yell for hours about god knows what because he cares. He may care about petty things, or silly things, but he always cares so much. So passionately. That I can see it in his eyes.

"Oh my, whAt is this costume deary?"best jeanist spoke from ahead of us as we approach.

"Hi sir, sorry about the skin showing, my quirk is heavily enhanced the more my pours are exposed to the natural elements, especially oxygen. If I was more covered parts of my body would begin to go completely numb. Also doesnt my body look amazing! Im a lot more in shape since you saved me last"

I blamed happily at jeanist. Though we arent neceserilly close, he is definitely a great hero and has always been someone who easily sees through my façaude. Plus his fashion sense is wonderful and I often send him pictures of my outfits. Although he doesnt respond I know he sees them and if they were bad he would be mean about it instead of ignoring it.

"Well. It definitely gives your body..access to that. And the sword?"

Ahh...the sword that I liked to carry. It was now stored in its place on my back.

"Call it a good luck charm, plus, we cant rely only on our quirks, then we are just weak people with strong powers. Rather than strong people."

I was always one to put on a show for him, as I do for lost of pro heroes. Its a lot more fun to say things like your all serious and fancy and smart sometimes. Its my little inside joke with myself, like to laugh at how easily people are awed by it.

Like how even though children were still crying bakgou was staring at me face void of emotion, completely struck at my words.

Definitely not..staring at my body that was exposed. Not eyeing the tight strap that wraps my left leg, that he doesnt know is a funcional lasso.

Noticing him, im quick to avert my attention.

"Hey bakugou~"

"Tch you really went from shitty princess to slutty princess huh?"

"You really went from telling deku you'd be number one hero, to making kids cry on the street, huh?" I challenged

I heard the crying boys laugh a little, just the age reminded me of my brother, Im sure they have nothing in common, but I havent seen any of my brothers in quite some time so I suppose a small part of me was just projecting.

I hated that they were crying, though. Ussually I dont like kids, they are stinky and gross and the main reason people have been ruining my life up til now. However, noticing these three reacting to bakugou in a way I wish emotionally available enough for, it made me feel obligated to help them. Wierd, huh.

"Hey, did that guy use his fire all scary?"

"Yeah, he was gonna kill us"

"Fires scary."

I giggled a bit, I knew fire like the back of my hand. It was the first thing I mastered as a child and the way I see bakugou use it doesnt to the element justice.

"Hm, well, I dont think so...can I show you something?"

The kid in the middle, apparently the braver of them, lifted his gaze from the concrete to meet my eyes. Just as I crouched down to my knees in front of them he nodded up at me.

I smiled at this, proud that I earned his trust for...some odd reason.

My hands formed a cup shape in front of him and I focused my ears so I could hear the blood rushing through my own brain, like waves. This was how I learned to use elements singularly: by using my internally noise to block out everything else.

I first allowed a small line of fire to dance around, now bigger than a candle wick. Then through another, and another as the boy watched carefully. Not yet impressed his face was still caustious. However I continued focusing my energy, feeling my body, the air around me, the heat of the sun, even remember the passion from bakugous crimson eyes.

I as I did so the many small flames twirled and twisted within eachother forming into a beautiful blue and orange fluctuating flower.

The boy looked into my hands mouth now agape, tears dried, fear gone. Then, again, for some reasons unbeknownst to me... I felt a sense of pride.

He tapped his friends so they would look up and I continued making my fire into different things, birds, planes, people. The kids were entranced.

I looked back to see the two pros staring at me with a certain level of pride mixer with shock. While bakugou seemed at a loss for words. God knows why this time?

"I don't think fire is all that bad you know..."

"Pft, yeah, I know kid," with that I threw my little flames above their heads and let the sparks fall down of them like shiny glitter. Then, overwhelmed with this horrible feeling in my chest. I retreatdd to my boss for the weak. Was that..happiness? Ew.

[flowercrown-jackson]

Klangst Week - Day 2

Mistake/Faith

It had come to a surprise to both of them, when they met, that they shared the same birth month but it was a surprise to the rest of them that they had actually started to date after a few months. It had surprised them too, they were always bickering and competitive with each other -they still are- but that had somehow strengthened their relationship.

They loved to rile each other up and, not to lie but, they both found themselves equally attractive. It was a very nice relationship that was dynamic and had the right amount of affection.

Still.

There was always this uneasiness at the end of the day. They both would feel it. They’re acquaintances would sense it too. The fact that people dated to others was unnerving but it was more unsettling that they got their mark at age twenty and even more so that their fated partner could be anywhere in the world. So when Lance and Keith started dating they were pretty confident, at least Lance was, that they were going to be fated to each other but they still agreed on if that wasn't the case, that they had to break up but that that wouldn't ruin their friendship, they wanted to be on good terms, after all, they are in love.

So when their birthdays were coming, it was understandable that both boys were very on edge and slightly excited, it had been a relief that they shared birth month but Lance was older than Keith by a few days -which annoyed Keith first- so they had to wait to know.

Which explains why everyone was gathered at Lance’s dorm room, with a heavy mixed atmosphere. They had cake, music, gifts, pictures were taken, eyes were rolled at Lance’s remarks, there was flirting.

There always was flirting.

It was only when Lance felt a tingling sensation on his left shoulder blade that he stopped everything and everyone to focus on the important moment.

“Everyone, shhh. It’s happening! I’m getting my mark!” He exclaimed excitedly and took his shirt off. Everyone gathered around him, staring at how the magic of faith was marking Lance’s skin permanently. “At least someone record this!”

They all snapped back to their senses and made Coran tape it, because he was Coran.

“It looks intricate Lance, I’m excited to see it as a whole.” Said Coran smiling while taking the video, everyone agreed and went back to being silent and observant.

For a few more minutes the process went on until he felt Keith’s fingers trace it. “Is it over?” He asked Keith. Keith only smiled and nodded. 

“Look at the mirror.” Lance got up and went to the bathroom to inspect his mark.It was Saturn. Circle and ring, but, it was not only that. It was waves in the circle, and three small stars around it as if to accompany the lonely planet. Lance loved it.

“It’s so cool you guys!” He was sporting a winning smile the made everyone genuinely smile as well.  “Now we wait for Keith’s” Shiro said. They looked at Keith who suddenly felt very pressured.

“Hey,” Lace went to Keith’s side, “It’s going to be fine, alright? Remember what we promised? It’s going to be okay, trust me.” 

And Keith trusted Lance’s words, he latched in them, dwelled on them, lost sleep thinking about them until his birthday finally came. He felt himself drown in anxiety, the anticipation was killing him. He couldn’t focus on anything he was doing that day, he was thinking about the mark too much to do anything anyway. He left work early, claiming that he felt sick, and he was surprised by his friends when he got home. They were gathered in Keith’s small kitchen, with a few balloons, a cake and presents. They were wearing party hats -probably Lance’s idea.

“Happy birthday Keith!” “Oh, uhm, thanks.” He could never get used to people actually celebrating his birthday after he met the guys at college. “How long have you guys been here?”

“About an hour.” Pidge answered him a bit exasperated. “That doesn’t really matter, now does it?” Lance interjected, he grabbed both Keith’s hand and offered a big, warm, mile. “It hasn't happened yet, has it?”Keith could only smile at Lance and he shook his head. “Not yet, calm down.” He chuckled. Lance nodded and they both made their way to the table. “Are you anxious?” Shiro asked Keith. Why could he see right through him? “Weren’t you?” Shiro chuckled and nodded, “I was, actually but, it’s nothing to really worry about.” “You are aware of my situation, right?” Keith was slightly on edge and his tone of voice made it very apparent. Lance rested his hand on Keith’s shoulder and sat beside him. “Let’s just party ‘till it happens, yeah?” They nodded and did so.        

No one would’ve ever thought that a small game of Life was going to be one of the most memorable things in their lives. It wasn’t until Keith began to feel a strange tingling sensation on his left forearm, just below his elbow.  

“Guys,” He seemed to be panicking, and he was. Entirely. He was not ready for whatever was about to happen, he felt pressured and slightly nauseous. “Keith?” Hunk asked, concerned because of Keith’s facial expression. 

“It’s happening.”  “Kieth.” He heard Lance’s voice but it was as if he were underwater, it seemed very distant and he was beginning to thin that he was getting dizzy. “If you want to be alone we can leave. We’ll talk about it tomorrow.” 

“No.” Keith got up without meeting anyone’s eyes. “No, stay. I want someone to be here when it’s done. We have to face this and I’d rather it’d be sooner than later.” He saw Lance nod at him before going to the bathroom where he could see the mark being created alone, without any other lingering eyes telling him how different it was from Lance’s.

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“What do you think is going to happen?” Hunk asked Lance. “I have no idea. I don’t want to dwell on it now; it’s a good thing we don't have to wait any more longer, I could literally feel Keith’s anxiety from the stairway when he was coming up.”  “What about if it ends up being a different mark?” Pidge asked while popping an M&M in their mouth. “We agreed to break up and stay friends.” Lance answered grimacing before placing his hands on his face. “I don't even want to think about it.” 

“Keith.” Hearing Keith’s name come out of Shiro’s mouth made Lance drop his hands to his lap and stand up from his seat. He saw Keith’s face and noticed the small smile and some tears form in his eyes.

“What happened?” He questioned excitedly. “It’s the same isn't it? I knew it, I freaking knew it! There was no way that our relationship wasn’t a feed one.” He was smiling so hard his cheeks were already hurting. He went to take Keith’s hand and cup his hand with the other. 

“You know how much I want to say yes.” Keith began. “What?” 

Keith showed Lance his forearm and Lance took it to look at his boyfriend’s mark. It was a small flame that was bordered with a rhombus, so simple that it was beautiful. Lance loved it but, it wasn't like his. At all.  “Keith,” he didn’t want to cry, he didn't want to accept the fact that he was in love with someone that wasn't fated for him and that they had to break up for the same reason. He didn’t want to know anything. He wanted to go back to when they were both nineteen and completely oblivious of what their marks would look like.  He would always find himself hoping and praying that if his love for Keith grew, faith would make them each other’s fated partner. But the universe was never on a person’s side and that wasn’t what happened. 

They were fated to someone else. 

“Why are you smiling?” Lance was crying now, and so was Keith. They didn’t care if their friends were watching, the current situation was far more important and heart breaking than embarrassment.  “Because,” Keith sniffled and wiped a tear from Lance’s cheek, “I’ve never been more sure of my feelings for you.” 

“We’re not fated Keith.” Nothing, no words had ever pained them both so much.  “I’m fully aware Lance, and I’m so grateful I got to date you. You were such a great partner. You are. The fact that we’re not fated isn't going to change that and that’s why I’m smiling.” Keith took Lance’s face and he rested his forehead on Lance’s. “I’m proud of you and I will always have the honor of being your first love.” 

“No.” Lance couldn't contain his sobs, he wished for anything to be happening, anything other than this. He wasn’t prepared, he didn't want to let go now, or ever. “Keith, please, let’s just- let’s stay together! Yeah, ‘till we meet our fates.”

“Lance, you and I both know that’s not a smart idea, that;s why we agreed to break up. It’s only going to be a lot harder. We’re strong; we can do this.”

“But- but I love you.” Lance whispered. “You Keith, you.”  

Keith smiled at Lance’s sincerity and went in for a kiss. The last one. 

“If you loved me, you can love anyone else. Do it for us, Lance.”

Neither one of them really wanted to let go of each other, from rivals to lovers, they had managed to get very attached. They were ideal to each other, at least they thought so but if this what the universe wanted for them -then so be it. They were going to do it. For each other.

The universe was never on a person’s side and although they had never experienced such pain they would face their fate.  Headstrong. 

I’m late for day 2 but at least I uploaded ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ @klangst-week im having too much fun pls stop me from paining my gay children

[ffxivruhneamariyo]

The Truth

     It had been a nice and peaceful day. I had recently started receiving letters from mother somehow. I have no idea how in the twelve she had found me, but the warmth I felt when I read it was a wonderful feeling. Knowing she was somehow watching over me made me feel safe. She had sent some recipes with her, family ones. She wanted me to share them with friends and to enjoy them myself. She wanted those Recipes to bring me happiness.

      I had made a platter of them ahead of time and had stored them away. Luckily that same day there had been a sort of gathering in the downstairs of the groups house. I soon joined them, and I was so happy and pleased to see Mist out of bed and recovering. I had been worried sick about her and Porcette! I asked about Porcette, but Mist was tight lipped a little. I understood, didn’t wanna bring it up right now so I needn’t push any more than that. I was able to meet a new face, Arismont! He was quite a hoot and a holler, he seemed to not understand when he made....sexual jokes. He had no clue at all what he had said. We had so much fun catching up, and I loved their company so much. Needless to say it was much needed with all of the goings on lately. Everyone sure needed a breather.

Unforutnately...little did I know it wouldn’t last very long. In the middle of all of this, my linkpearl I had linked to Hubert started pinging.

“Allegro! Allegro!” He exclaimed in an excited voice.

“Yes yes what is it Hubert? Im with friends!”

“ITs...its your mother...shes here!”

My face paled a bit, I had known my mother wouldn’t dare come in person unless she needed help. It was too big a risk. I knew something or someone was chasing her for her to be so secretive.

“Somethings wrong little one! Shes out of breath and is demanding to see you!” He shouted, worry was painting his tone. 

“O-of course Hubert I’m on my way!” I assured him. I quickly left with barely a warning as I shot up the stairs and said quick goodbyes. All I heard was words of concern from Sylvia and Ozra over the other conversations. I assured them I had to be quick.

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As I arrived via teleportation, I could hear a small commotion outside of our house. I rushed over and shooed everyone away as I went inside and slammed the door to keep them out. As I had entered the room I saw a cloaked figure sitting at a table drinking a cup of water, and Hubert across from the figure.

“Hubert how do you know its even my mo-” I couldn’t even finish the sentence as the figure ran towards me and collapsed on my shoulder to her knees. Her hood had fallen down and the visage I saw brought tears to my eyes. The periwinkle hair....the beautiful blue eyes. It was no mistake.

“M-mother?” I choked out.

Tears filled her eyes as she held me close and she wept into my shoulder.

“Oh my darling baby...my little Toqi!”

Toqi? What...

“Is that...”

She looked up from my shoulder with tears running down her face and more joy I could ever see in a persons expression. Her hands held my face gently as she kissed my forehead.

“Yes...Yes my darling Toqi. Oh how I’ve longed to see you all these years. My little Totoqi.” 

I couldn’t even hold it in anymore. I started letting the waterworks flow out as I clung to her and let it all out. All of the feelings I held in over the years. All of the thoughts of what I’d do if I ever saw her again. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I held onto her as I wept into her robe and I never wanted to let her go.

As we let out our emotions a moment later we were taking a walk on the outskirts of Tailfeather to get some air and so I could show her my home. 

“Pepper does what?” She said to me.

“She sneaks out of her damned stable no matter what in order to get near me. She absolutely attached to me. No matter if shes shackled or locked in!”

We both laughed as I told her about Pepper, My chocobo. I told her everything I could as I had even forgotten to ask her a lot of information about herself. She wanted to know so much about my life. 

“You know...you have siblings.”

My eyes lit up as I took in those words. I looked up at her in joy.

“What?! I do?!” I couldn’t believe it!

“Yes yes! A brother, lalafell dunesfolk like your father. He is in Uldah. And your sister, Miqo’te is in Gridania.” She explained with joy crossing her face.

She must’ve kept contact with him, or at least had an eye on them like me. She told me more stories as we walked, and I admired her appearance. She was absolutely beautiful. The only difference I could see in her face was the lines of age from the picture I had of her. She also had little silver lines of hair in her hair. It was long and came down to her shoulders. It was long, flowing, and a beautiful color of periwinkle. My mother noticed my gaze and ran a hand through my hair.

“You’ve grown into such a beautiful woman darling. I’m so proud of you. A hunter...you know magicks, and can even fight with the sword! You're definitely your father’s child!” She said with such pride in her voice. 

Tears littered my eyes again as I just couldn’t believe she was actually next to me.

Suddenly she froze in her tracks as she looked around with a horrified look on her face, worry and fear painted her expression. 

“Mother is something wro-”

“Shhh!” She said to me to quiet me. She quickly shot her head to the right near a bush as an arrow was let loose and she dived down and tackled me to the ground as the arrow flew above us.

I looked up through my mothers arms as a man rose out of the bush, a hood covering his face, but I could make out the dark blue furry tail of another Miqo’te and the ear pockets in the hood. I heard a snarl come from him as I could make out a sneer under the hood.

“You stupid whore. The mistake you have made exposing yourself will be your ending! I’ve waited too long for this!” He shouted. He pulled out a dagger as me and mother had gotten up and started charging at her. 

Without even thinking I jumped in front of her at the last second and I felt the sharp pain of a dagger rake across my side and felt blood gush from the wound. 

“Toqi! No!” I heard my mother scream out in horror, and I saw tears cross her eyes. I fell to the ground as I held my hand to my side and felt blood and something..else. I looked down at the wound and saw a different liquid mixed in with my blood.

Poison.

I felt myself lose all power and energy in my limbs immediately as I felt the poison leak every bit of energy I had left in me. 

My Mother reached for me but the man slammed his hand in a chop into the back of her neck and she slumped forward as he grabbed her. 

“Oh...I have plans for you. I don’t have plans on killing you now. Oh no...Ill enjoy what I have in store for you. “ He whispered to her. He mouthed something to me as he picked her up and ran off with her, but I couldn't make out what it was as sound to me faded in and out. 

“M-mother..” I choked out. Tears crossed my face as I tried to hold myself up and held the wound to stop the bleeding. I couldn't chase after her like this. I quickly pulled out my pearl for the Agency and used all the energy I had to speak out.

“Please...anyone...please help..Tailfeather...help..please. Anyone who can..heal.” I choked out.

I quickly heard Adelle and Sylvia both shout out over the linkpearl.

“Allegro where?!”

“East..exit...please hurry.”

Within moments Adelle and Sylvia arrived. They rushed to my side and said things to each other, sound still fading in and out. I couldn’t hear a lot of what they were saying to each other, likely talking about the wound.

Sylvia ran a glowing hand over my body quickly as she looked over to Adelle. 

“Its not good Adelle.”

“Hold on Allegro. Just hold on. What happened?”

I explained a little of the altercation that I could of some of what happened. I started sobbing imaging what the man could be doing to her as I explained more. Sobbing through the words I explained how the man injured me, and about the poison.

They quickly mentioned taking me back to the house and I squirmed a little and shouted out.

“No! What about my mother?!”

Sylvia grew a stern face and stared at me. “It wont do any good to save your mom if you die trying!”

I choked back a sound knowing she was right. I could barely move a limb with the poison sapping my strength, let alone run after the man. He had to have been hundreds of Yalms away by now. I reluctantly agreed as they teleported me away to the house.

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I had faded in and out on our way back to the house but I soon found myself in a bath in the infirmary with some of my clothing torn off as Adelle tended to me and Sylvia was there to support my. Adelle mentioned something about dizzying and pain as I nodded and she ran a glowing hand over the water. I felt a pushing sensation around me as the water pushed against the wound and I held onto Sylvia cane for support, she had went to another side of the room to get supplies.

I felt a sharp pain, as Adelle had said that Id feel pain as she tried to extract the poison. Pain blossomed in my side and I screamed out. The pain was unimaginable, but I could feel a slight feeling of relief of pressure and I soon saw Sylvia by my side again. Adelle continued the process, but I soon screamed out again as the pain worsened and I gripped the cane tightly.

“Sylvia! Blood! Now quickly!” Adelle had shouted out. Sylvia ran to get a few packs of blood as they did a few things more and Sylvia hooked me up to a pack of blood. Soon the pain stopped as Adelle told Sylvia to carry me to the nearby bed. 

I could barely move, whatever that poison had done had drained me far to much. I could barely move a finger without a great deal of effort. I looked up at them as relief crossed my face. Adelle finished patching me up and she drooped a little as I could see everything had taken a lot out of her. She asked me to lift my arms, as a test to see about the poison being fully out. I lifted my arms with much effort, far too much needed for a simple task, and they dropped back down. 

I apologized. With all that had gone on, with Porcette and Mist, I was a foo lfor going alone. Adelle and Sylvia both scolded me, and Sylvia worried about Cicero finding out she had helped. I assured her I wouldn’t let a thing happen. I knew she had to lay back for awhile, and I was nothing more than grateful both of them had come so quickly to help.

Sylvia and Adelle both asked for more details, and I explained about my siblings, the attacker, among other small details. Sylvia apparently had some connections in Gridania and would try to locate any trace of my mother due to her Keeper origins, and also of my sister.

They both mentioned even Cicero’s contacts for other locations. I nodded as both Adelle and Sylvia had to take their leave, but Adelle would stay behind and watch over me during the night. I appreciated her concern, and understood her job. I laid my head back as Adelle drooped into the bed next door, and I could hear her soundly asleep.

I looked up at the ceiling as the lights dimmed down and tears fell from my face.

“Mom..mother...please be okay.” I wept, and those tears carried me to sleep. 

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Featuring @adellennehocoleux @mistienneaurloix @ozrakha and Sylvia!

[zekealsquirrel]

Anime North Pre-Con Survey

What’s your name?

Brian

What do you like to be called? squirrel or Zekeal Gender?
 MALE  or whatever gender my cosplay is :P  What’s your badge name? Zekeal Stun and or Brian Cannon or Nostalgic Squirrel Cosplay  Where are you staying? Marriott What day are you arriving? THURSDAY How long are you staying? MONDAY hopefully Will you be cosplaying? What days? As whom? yes Thursday: Most likely Goku From saiyuki as i have weapons check.. Friday: Naruto Saturday:  Madam mim disney villans and Goku from Saiyuki sunday:  Mystic messenger SOmewhere i gotta fit in COBY from one peice  EVERY LATE NIGHT: snorlax or flying squirrel Kigu Can I take your picture?    yes please!! Who will you hang out with at the con? my amazing friends  Are you attending any panels? most likely Voice actor panels and WereWolf and hopefully 404s Are you attending/participating in any public performances? (i.e Masquerade)? hoping to, cosplay chess Will you be attending any raves? perhaps for  little bit or just rave in our hotel room Will you be partying at the con? AS ALWAYS!!!! Do you drink at cons? only thursday and sunday night Can I talk to you? Yes you may! Can I touch you? 
 if we are in a photo or selfie also if you want a hug… hugs are free but shhh How can I find you? 
 inbox me … or follow my twitter (ask for twitter) or look for my on my page https://www.facebook.com/NostalgicSquirrel/ Can I visit your room? unfortunately no  Can I buy you drinks? OF COURSE why turn down funn times Can I give you stuff?

FREEE STUFF SURE

Can I snuggle with you?

only if our characters collide :P Are you nice? of course i am  Do you have an artist table?
 NOPE but i know artist :P  Will you have art in the Art Show? NO im not arty 

If I see you, how should I get your attention?

call out SQUIRREL or BRIAN mainly squirrel 

Where will you be most of the time during the day/s? walking around inside outside imma ninja!!!! What/where will you be eating?

Not sure yet but i gotta get oniri and other fun snacks

Can I come with you for food/fun/etc? its usually in my bag so just ask and we can have a picnic!! What are you looking to buy? Pillow Manga i need to finish Terriormon Plushie (depending)

NOMINOCHI IS MY LIFE lets see what i can get this year

What’s your goal(s) for the con this year? 
 i failed my goal last year so this year more video and more photos that a must and apparently thursday i gotta drink to make up for a friend last year only being wasted lol unfortunately i’m not doing any panels this year but 2018 be READY for Black butler 18plus and Fruits Basket 18 plus for YAOI NORTH

[aspenonpawzzz]

OH NO

Happy Day of Unity, guys! Sure looking forward to seeing a cool solar eclipse and reaching paradise! Gonna hold my sigil up REEAAL high!

[binunus]

college bf!jinjin

a/n yes yes yes 100x yes, here's the next installment of the college bf!astro series hehe, hope you enjoy it love 😙

{request: Would it be possible to get a college boyfriend Jinjin too?? I super loved the Bin one you did!!!! Thank you in advance 💜}

→ genre: fluff, smut

→ word count: 3k

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alright theydies

jinwoo–like everyone else in astro–makes me hella hard and soft at the same time so this is gonna be fun

major: music engineer technology

i saw that one ddoca where he was directing all the members for his song and just !!! grr bark bark

literally a fucking sweetie

one of the kindest people you will ever meet in your life

his face is so gentle, especially when he smiles

and then you hear his voice and you're like woah why is it so deep and raspy hey

and then he laughs or giggles and you're like ahh that looks more like you hehe

roommates with university famous dancer!rocky bc i love rap line

such a good roommate and hyung omg

will always make sure rocky eats dinner or takes a shower before going to bed even though he’s exhausted from dance practice or whatever

always shows off how talented rocky (and the rest of the boys) is

very chill

which is a bit of a surprise to everyone bc one of his best friends is literally myungjun

anyway, how do you two meet??

you're a vocal performance major

coincidentally, the same major as myungjun

oh god so you can bet he really played matchmaker for you two

you and myungjun were doing a duet together for one of your final projects during your second year

and you two were joking around like

damn, we should record this, we sound pretty fire

*cue myungjun immediately calling jinjin*

mj: ARE YOU AT THE STUDIO?? ARE YOU FREE RIGHT NOW??

jin: hyung why are you yelling it's literally 6 pm

anyway, it was spontaneous but you and myungjun end up going to one of the recording studios in the music building where jinwoo very often frequents at

you're like a bit shy, like wtf myungjun you didn't tell me that your friend was cute?? you would have worn something better than sweats and a tank

jin's so nice ugh, just imagine him smiling at you as he introduces himself

literally you melted

his fit? bucket hat, glasses, shorts and a tee

it was so casual, but why did he look so cute??

myungjun convinces jinwoo to let you guys record in the studio

it took him just 10 minutes to set up the equipment and everything

you were just looking at him like ooo looks so professional

sksksk im gross

myungjun goes first bc you were nervous

and yeah duh he was a natural, but you couldn't help but admire jinwoo in his prime

he looked so attractive in the producer chair just like instructing mj in the booth

he didn't even know what kind of song you guys were singing, but he directed him so smoothly so that the best parts of myungjun's voice came out

mj joking around: why's your mouth open, y/n? amazed at my voice?

you roll your eyes: sure if that's what you want to believe

your thoughts: ah haha i was totally not oogling your best friend myungjun, totally not

and then it was your turn to go in the booth

you don't know why, but you were hella nervous singing in front of them–or more so, in front of jinwoo

which is dumb bc you're literally a vocal performance major, you sing in front of strangers all the damn time

but you really wanted to impress him for some reason??

okay, you had no reason to be nervous because as soon as you opened your mouth?? jinnie?? literally awestruck

he's heard a lot of singers, obviously bc he's had to record so many of them

but you?? your voice?? a literal siren for him–but in a good way!

your singing entranced him

and then you looked out of the booth to see him just staring at you and your throat went dry

your voice cracked, you've never felt more embarrassed in your life

you: ah! oh my God I'm so sorry, that was horrendous

myungjun's laughing at you, what a nice duet partner

but jin just smiles bc you're whining and hiding your face in your hands

you were so cute??

jinwoo: it's okay y/n, you were doing really good. let's try that again, okay?

he was so sweet about it, ugh you were blushing

you end up recording again, and this time you made the smart decision to close your eyes and just try and focus on the lyrics

and shit, if jinjin wasn’t already a bit interested in you before, he definitely was now

because the way you looked completely immersed in the song and lyrics

his heart skipped like ten miles i dont know

myungjun just knew from the way jinwoo was staring at you

you didn’t get his number from the first meeting

bitch you were too shy, you just squeaked out a “thank you, hope myungjun and I weren’t too much of a bother”

jin: hyung’s always a bother, but you were totally fine

mj: hey!

anyway you leave with a bit of regret, like you should have at least gotten his snapchat or social media or something

or make a dumb excuse to try and see him again

ah but mj was already ten steps ahead of you and jinjin ;)

when you get back to your apartment, there’s a text from myungjun like

“come back to jinwoo’s studio tomorrow for the final mix of our duet”

you immediately jump at the opportunity: okay! what time?

damn could you be any more obvious??

this time you actually tried to look cute, like you were going to see jinwoo again, you couldn’t look like a rat

you get to the studio at the time myungjun told you and you’re like?? oh it’s just jinwoo here?? maybe myungjun’s running a bit late??

jinwoo: oh hey y/n! wasn’t expecting to see you again so soon

you: ???? myungjun told me to come here to listen to the final mix...

jinwoo being shy: he didn’t tell me about that haha

you’re embarrassed, about to turn on your heel and book it

maybe also thinking of murdering myungjun on the way back to your place

but then jinwoo grabs your wrist before you could leave

and you literally felt a spark at his touch, it made you jump a little bit

jin: you can stay if you want–I mean, you came all this way already, I’d be a bit of jerk if I just make you leave

you: I-uh-don’t wanna intrude

he just shakes his head with a smile: you’re not, don’t worry. besides, I’m actually working on your song right now, you can tell me what you think

and that’s how you end up hanging out with jinwoo alone in the studio

you were obviously very awkward and nervous at first

what do you say to him? should you ask him questions? what if you’re bothering him? god you don’t want to sound like an idiot

jinwoo noticed your nervousness––and yes he was nervous too, but he just hid it better than you

he hands you a pair of headphones: here, listen to what I have done so far

you’re like pleasantly surprised??? you and myungjun sound so professional?? like damn put this out on spotify or something

you’re smiling and jinwoo just feels like a huge sense of relief like phew okay you like it so far

and then you two just get to talking while he’s still mixing

you ask him how he got into music and his major and all that fun stuff

you find out that jin’s always loved music and the actual producing aspect of it, he hopes to be a music producer one day and he just flirts with you like

“hey maybe one day you can sing my songs on stage”

and you’re like ??? me??? 

jin: you have one of the best voices I’ve ever heard, it would be an honor for me

ugh jinwoo stop im blushing

you two end up ordering food and eating at the studio bc he promised himself that he wouldn’t leave until he finished your duet and you didn’t wanna leave him alone tf

you and jinwoo exchange numbers this time hehe

before you leave, he’s like “this was nice y/n, you should come over and keep me company more often :) if...you want of course”

you: i’d be happy to! just text me any time :)

internally you’re screaming like yes !! 

you can bet that you start spending a lot of your free time with jinwoo in the music studio

sometimes it’s just you two

sometimes myungjun and their other friends make appearances too

and that’s how you get introduced to their friend group

myungjun to either of you: you’re spending a lot of time with jin/yn lately ;)

about a month after meeting each other, jinwoo asks you out on a date

with the encouragement of astro

it was all expected let’s be honest

cliche first date at the movies, but like you both loved it

wouldn’t be surprised if astro was spying on you two, sitting like a couple rows behind and watching your every move

but shhh if they did, you and jinwoo didn’t notice

the transition from liking each other →  going on dates →  making it exclusive went so smoothly

you and jin were hooked on each other after the first couple meetings that it just seemed so right

myungjun will never stop saying that he’s the reason why you two are in a relationship

you and the other boys grow very fond with each other–particularly sanha

and that was important for jinwoo bc the guys are like his family and it’s basically a dream for him that his partner and friends are close too

sanha is his child do not @ me

so by osmosis, sanha becomes like your baby too

the two of you literally coddle sanha, it’s cute okay

they all go to you and jin for relationship advice sksksk

bc to them, you two just seem so made for each other :’) 

the !! sweetest !! most perfect !! boyfriend

will walk you to class in the morning even if his class is all the way across campus

and you’re like: jinwoo it’s okay, i can see you after this class, you might get late!

jin being pouty: i just wanna spend more time with you :(

im in love with jinjin

loves holding your hand, even when you two are in the studio and he’s mixing something for class or just for fun, he’s still holding your hand

whenever he makes a composition, you’re the first person he shows

really values what you think of his work

vice versa, when you have a song you need to sing, you always ask him to listen to you first

you don’t sugarcoat with each other when it comes to music

will ask you to sing literally all the time

jinwoo gives the best hugs :’)

it’s just so comforting, one of his hands strokes your hair, while the other one rubs your lower back

you know what kind of picture im creating?? yeah

ooooof baby you go with him when he gets his tattoos

you hold his hand through it the entire time even though he probably didn’t feel much pain from it

and like his big ass chest tattoo??? are you drooling??? 1000%

when jinwoo realizes that you get ??? turned on?? by his tattoos, you bet he begins to walk around shirtless in your apartment

is this my transition to down and dirty? yes it is

your first time with him was mmm rough and it’s all thanks to that chest tattoo

you and jinwoo have been steamy before, like makeout sessions and dry humping, and oral (both receiving), but the actual action of fucking? y’all haven’t done it before that night

ofc he’s being a little tease and walking around shirtless

he was always touching you though, not explicitly, but like say you were washing the dishes, he would walk past you and brush his hand passed your waist and he’d whisper in your ear like: sorry baby excuse me

and like he’s done this the whole day so just at one point you lose it and literally push him against the wall and start making out with him

ah he knew you were gonna crack

and god you were so turned on at this point that you were not having any of that soft shit, like you needed him to fuck you asap

jinwoo fucks you so hard your first time together that you couldn’t walk the next day

hehe

oh boy he likes to bite

yes he’s the sweetest, but in the bedroom?? lowkey a bit of a masochist

it’s okay bc you don’t mind a little bit of pain ;)

daddy!! kink!! i dont make the rules

will call you baby girl/boy

he’s the dom, like will very rarely let you dom him

very private with your sex life, you won’t catch him teasing you in public with other people around

and if you try, like say if you whisper daddy in his ear or something while you are hanging out with the guys, oof it’s gonna be a rough night for you

alright but studio sex

has he recorded your moans before?? or you two having sex in the booth?? yes

debatably, studio sex happens more than bedroom sex, but that’s only because most of jinwoo’s time is literally in the music building

jinwoo dirty talk !! with his sexy ass raspy voice !! 

ugh jin moaning in your ear what a good girl/good boy you are for him while he’s just fucking you

will slightly degrade you?? like yes you are his cocksleeve

but he also praises you a lot during sex too

ooh you better hope you don’t have a gag reflex bc he’s all into throat fucking

favorite position is actually missionary, believe it or not

he loves seeing you come undone for him

eye contact during sex?? yes

like he will make sure you’re looking at him when you cum, periodt

favorite place to cum is your face oops

also very much into cockwarming

most of the time, your sessions are rough just bc your vibes are like that

but when they’re soft and slow?? and like making love?? 

literally the most passionate man ever

jin makes it all about you and your pleasure when he’s being gentle

after care is full of kisses and cuddles and I love yous

always makes sure you drink water after having sex

stay hydrated kids

and jinwoo’s back to being the bestest boyfriend :’)

first i love you was when you two were in bed together

you both just woke up and were cuddling

jin was watching the video you sent him of you practicing this one song for an upcoming performance

and you were still drowsy, so you were literally drifting in and out of sleep while he was listening to your video

and jinwoo was just awestruck, he’s always been in love with your voice from the get go, but the way you executed this song? even though it was just practice? his chest was constricting

you’re like mumbling when the video stops: i still need to work more on the bridge, my tone gets a bit flat during it, right?

and he just smiles softly at you even though your eyes are closed and you can’t see him

he thought it was perfect already, you were perfect already

and he just calls your name: y/n

you: hmm??

jin: I love you

and suddenly you’re awake and meeting his eyes

they were so genuine and serious and full of love, you don’t even hesitate to say it back

honestly not the jealous type, he’s so patient and trusting and knows that you’re crazy about only him

will constantly reassure you about any of your insecurities: body, voice, school, your relationship, anything

jinwoo just has such a calming aura around him that you can’t help but feel like, as long as he’s by your side everything will be okay

the two of you have many deep talks together, especially at night before going to sleep, it’s what makes your relationship so solid

jinwoo just knew that he wanted to marry you, even early on into your relationship

there was no one that supported him more in his dreams, no one that he’s ever truly felt connected with, no one that he’s shared all his deepest fears with than you

and like after a year of dating like he couldn’t picture a future without you in it

he’s a romantic :’)

shortly before graduating, he makes a song about you and he’s actually singing in it

ugh main vocal jinjin rise

and he shows it to you in the music studio where you first met

and it’s about how much he loves you and admires you and treasures you

basically a proposal but not really

and you’re so touched, like literally moved to tears because it was so beautiful

and lowkey he was cringing at hearing his singing voice but you still loved it nonetheless

and afterwards, jinwoo was like: I wanna spend the rest of my life with you y/n, I’m not asking you to marry me right now, obviously I’ll propose to you in a better way in the future, but I’m serious about you and I can’t imagine being with anyone else.

you jump into his lap and kiss him and just keep saying I love you in between kisses

and jinwoo’s all smiley and giggly like: do you feel the same??

and you hit his arm all jokingly, yes of course you do

you just sit on his lap and he’s hugging you while the two of you are listening to more of his projects and jinwoo’s just thinking like wow I love this person so much

maybe the two of you do owe it to myungjun for playing matchmaker

i guess mj can be the best man at your wedding

y’all this was so soft??

but yes jinnie’s the best bf/husband material out there

im in love with him

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2-8-21