#you can tag me again if you want me to answer your questions sksksk these are fun ngl 👀💕

[fvae-moved]

ten questions🌸

Tagged by the lovely @studyfajr 💕💕💕 thank you!! I loved the questions you asked💫🌸💕

The rule is to answer the ten questions, then to write ten questions of your own & tag other people

#1: Would you rather spend an evening at home with your family/by yourself or go out with friends?

tbh I'd spend it at home 😌💕

#2: What’s your favourite line from a book you’ve read? If you don’t have one, what’s one of the first books you remember reading?

I'm reading Normal People right now and when Connell said: strange emotional agitation I felt that 🤧 another I like is: “I feel like I could eat the world raw” from The Song of Achilles. The first book I remember reading was the rainbow magic series!! I absolutely adored them and would hunt for them at charity shops 💫

#3: What language do you usually dream in? What language feels like home to you?

I dream in English (except that one time I had a random dream in Korean lmaoo). I want to say my native language, Malay, but I've been exposed to English for as long as I can remember (my first word was flower oop🌸). I also have this slight regret that I can't speak Malay as fluently as I'd like and there's always an English lilt whenever I try to speak it :/ I have a complicated relationship with this 😔

#4: When you feel sad out of the blue, what do you do to feel better?

ooooooof, when this happens I usually disassociate. I'll become quiet and I'll feel like i'm not me so I just keep away from people, probably listen to some sad music while staring at the ceiling sksk maybe even sleep away the sadness

#5: What did you want to be as a child when you grow up, what do you want to be now?

I wanted to be many things sksks. The earliest memory I have was that I wanted to be a florist. When I was 9, we had to tell the class our dream occupation and everybody laughed at mine hmm 🤡 anyway, then I wanted to be a teacher, paediatrician, pharmacist, and astronomer. Now I'd like to venture into art history 🥺💕

#6: What place do you really want to visit? Can be a city, a country, a region or even a continent, doesn’t matter.

I have a strange pull towards port cities and towns located near the sea, there's something.... i can't even explain it, i just know i HAVE to go.

#7: Are you more of a big city, small town or country side person? Why?

I loveeee small towns. I visited a small town last weekend and it was the cutest thing🥺💕 I loved the laid-back vibes of it all and the little shop houses and the whole atmosphere, nothing like the city where everything is fast paced. And i love that everything is in close proximity with another, you don't have to take a whole car ride to get somewhere lmao

Would love to move to a small town someday💫💕

#8: Have you ever seen the milky way with your own eyes?

Ahh I haven't :/ I dont think I'm in the right location sksk but I have seen the night sky so dark, the stars look like glitter it was absolutely brEATHTAKING💫💫💫

#9: Do you have a green thumb? What was your first plant? Is it still alive?

akskwlkskw I like to think I have a green thumb but... I had a little succulent and i labelled it 'confidence' ((so that my confidence would grow LMAO)) and I just.... well... the plant didn't make it far🥺 I adore plants though💕💕

#10: What’s your favourite historical era? Can be in any part of the world (i know academia is very eurocentric)

Japanese Shogunate💫💫 Okay it all started when I came across Bungo Stray Dogs where the characters are based off of real Japanese writers and then I fell in love with Japanese literature and am now learning about the Shogun Era. I also really really like the Khulafa' Al Rasyidin (Rashidun) era

Tagging to answer the questions below ((if you'd like, no pressure💕🌸💫)) @to-enter-polaris @youre-the-sun-flower @embeddedinmybrain (hehe hi tas) @kritiquer @alterlovex @stoffans @snorbs @welcometo-saturn @ayarambles @carlasmina @lieverobbe @robbesdriesen @allezrobbe @luxandobscurus @grey-mist-exist @awholehalf @sdriesen and anyone who wants to answer them!! this is your tag💕

My questions:

#1 If you were a fruit, what fruit would you be?

#2 Free space!! Rant about whatever you'd like ✊💥💫

#3 If I were to visit your country right now, where would you take me? What places should I visit?

#4 If you came with a label, what would it say?

#5 If your life was a book, what title would you give this chapter of your life?

#6 What is your stereotype in your friend group?

#7 What's your spirit animal?

#8 What's the most unexplainable thing that's ever happened to you? Does it still happen?

#9 What's your favourite word and it's meaning?

#10 What was something that made you smile this past week?

[oshicakes]

when your classmates tease you with other guy

pairings. kageyama tobio x reader, suna rintaro x reader, kenma kozume x reader

genre. fluff

an. to anon, this is your request. hope you'll like it hehe. its kinda long, im sorry sksksks have a nice day!

other: shirabu and futakuchi, kunimi and hoshiumi, sakusa and oikawa, miya twins, aone and yamaguchi, konoha and semi

Kageyama Tobio

your relationship with him is still new, like a weeks. so not a lot of people knew about it.

it was a fine day when someone from the other section confessed to you infront of your classmates.

it was embarassing, to the point you don't know what to do. the guy made you accept the letter he gave you and ran away.

leaving you alone with your teasing classmated and the knowing look of some students from other section and year.

you didn't miss the look that kageyama have when your eyes met with his. he knew that guy who confessed to you, it's his classmate.

althroughout the class, he stared intently at the guy's back. if looks can kill, that guy's already dead by now.

in your case, everyone around you is teasing you. you already told them about having a boyfriend, it's kageyama.

"stop lying, y/n. we just went to karaoke last week and you said you're single. besides we didn't hear about him courting you or even confessing, he's only interested in volleyball, so it's impossible."

you're really offended with what they said about him but instead of arguing with them, you just keep your mouth shut.

it's been three days, and you are forced to accept the love letter within those days. at the same time, kageyama's really in the foul mood. his teammates talked to you about this. so you came up to the solution of talking to the guy even if he ran away gain.

"can we talk, please?" you talked to him. he vigorously nodded and followed you until you reach a more peaceful surroundings. you also didn't miss the knowing looks and the teases that were thrown at you by your classmates.

"im sorry, but i can't accept your confession. i already have a boyfriend."

he just stand there with now a blank face. "but you took the letter i made."

"you forced it in my hand then ran away before i could reject you."

"just one date, y/n. then i'll leave you alone." he desperately said.

"im really sorry, i can't do that."

before anything could happen, a ball hit his back. it was not hard and not that soft too, just enough to make him flinch away from him.

you we're about to check on him when someone grab your wrist. it was kageyama. wearing a scary aura around him. "what do you think you're doing with my girlfriend?"

"k-kageyama? he's your boyfriend, y/n?"

"yes, got a problem with that?" he said. "if you don't have anything to say, go home. leave y/n alone or else you'll get to taste another spike on you. but this time its more harder and it'll land on your face."

the guy was about to say something when kageyama glared at him then the guy just walked away. it was weird but it somehow relieved you. "are you okay? are you hurt?"

"im okay, tobio."

"ill walk you home."

"okay. but please refrain from hitting someone with that ball. i know how powerful you are."

"i won't promise you anything, y/n."

"tobio." you said in a warning tone.

"okay, okay." he surrendered. you kiss his cheeks as a thank you for somehow saving you. he blushed profusely. see, he's a cute litol bean.

the next day, the news about you and kageyama spread around your class and his class. all day, kageyama just wear his smirking but scary but still smirking beacuse of happiness face.

Suna Rintarou

your relationship was a secret, to spare you to the chaotic twin. he doesn't want you to be bothered by them. although you told your classmates that you're in a relationship with your mom's friend's son, which is true.

knowing that you're taken, they didn't stop shipping you with your classmate who always talks to you.

ofcourse, you denied and said you have a boyfriend but they keep on teasing the both of you. it lasted like two weeks and each day, you just want to shout to them to stop.

welp, you didn't know that this day would come. he eventually spread that your his lover now.

it you confronted him infront of your classmates. although he whispered to you that he was just messing around and he just see you as a friend. which made you sigh in relief.

you tried to make him stop with what he's doing but he cut you off and laughed. he pulled you next to him. "come on, y/n. just play along with this. look how funny their faces are." he whispered to you. "sorry, my girlfriend is a not in the mood."

"she's your what?" a voice coming from your behind. oh no, you know that voice. you glance behind you and saw your boyfriend standing there. the guy face him and made you too.

"she's my girlfriend." he confidently said, he even put his arms around your shoulder.

his eyes are now menacing, jaw clenched and fist are closed tightly. you gulped because of that. "really? if you're y/n's boyfriend, then did you know that i slept at their house yesterday? y/n cooked me a breakfast, also prepared a bento for me, and we kissed before coming here."

the guy and your classmates we're speechless, like their mouths and eyes are literally wide open. you mentally face palmed, and you could also feel your face heat up.

he grabbed you away from the guy and claim you infront of them by encircling his arms around my waist and resting his chin on your shoulder. he even kissed your cheeks.

"don't claim other's girlfriend, got that? you're lucky we're not in the gym or else a ball will hit you directly on your face."

after that, he held your hands and walked away from your classmates. before the both of you could get away completely, the twins and some of his teammates blocked the way. "oh great."

"damn! you have a cute girlfriend and you didn't even bother to tell us?" osamu said.

in the end, both of you got cornered by his teammates and made you answer their questions and listen to their rants for an hour. while you classmates specially the guy keep on apologizing to you and him. you assure them that it's okay, but don't do it again.

"stop using your phone, y/n. give me your attention."

"okay, okay. what do you want to do?"

"sleep." then he pulled you and made you lay beside him and locked you between his arms.

Kenma Kozume

both of you never intended to make it a secret, it's more like you date privately. you know.

you don't know if your classmates know that you and kenma are a couple. but you mostly hang out whenever it's break and lunch along with the other volleyball players.

it was a usual day where your classmates invited you to play with them in a game called valorant. and your in kenma's house.

the game ended after a few rounds. they keep pairing you up with this boy in your class. they keep teasing you with him like, "you two have a good chemistry in this, why don't you just date", "you'd be a great duo!"

it happens that the issue was brought to your class, now all of your classmates tease the both of you to each other.

you explained that you already have a boyfriend, but they acted like didn't hear you, instead they said that "oh really! he's your boyfriend, y/n?!" now, you don't know if they misheard it or they're just being dumb. it goes on for weeks.

you're in kenma's house once again. both of you are playing when that guy invited you to play. so you accepted, you tag kenma along.

as the game was going, your classmate that was playing too keep on teasing the both of you. they didn't know that your boyfriend can here them. you looked at him and you can't read his face.

however, who ever tease you with that guy, they end up being dead. the game ends, your team wins thanks to kenma but what shook you was, "hey, y/n. would you mind going out with me?"

"im sorry but i have a boyfriend already."

"it's just a date and he wouldn't know about it." he already know! he's beside me looking intently on the screen and his grip on the mouse are tight, you wanted to say to him.

kenma muted his and your mic. "tell him you'd agree but in one condition, he needs to win against you. 1v1. and if he lose tell him to get lost. but ill play it instead of you." then he umute your mic.

his brows we're almost meeting, waiting for you to say it. you cleared your throat. "ill agree of you win against me in a 1v1 game."

"sure!" that made them shout and cheer. kenma pushed your chair and move his infront of your pc.

the game ended with kenma winning the game. "one more time, y/n. ill be serious this time." the guy said. you looked at kenma and he just nodded. "okay."

and again, kenma won. "hey, uhm.. are you serious about it, y/n? you know we can still go out if you want."

this time kenma answered him. "you lose, so get lost! don't bother my girlfriend anymore." after that he disconnected.

"kozume." you caressed his arms when you saw how he grip his mouse tightly. "calm down, please. even if you lose or win, i wouldn't dare to date him. i love you, okay?"

he faced you and buried his face on your chest. "im sorry, i lost my cool. he just got into my nerves." you're now caressing his soft hair. "its okay. let's eat dinner at my house, mom made something for us."

the next day he walked you to your class which is new to you but you have a hint on what's going on with his mind. it's a great timing that the guy opened the door so he saw you kissing kenma's cheeks. you instantly pulled away.

"you're the one i defeated yesterday, right?" he looked at the boy. "before you date and steal y/n away from me, make sure you're strong enough to win against me, got that?"

everyone went silent, including your classmates. he looked inside your classroom. "enablers." then looked at you. "wait for me later, okay? mom's home so she wants to see you. see you later."

after that he walked to his class which is just next to yours. he glared one more time at the guy before going in.

[anyoneseenadam]

Hello, can I please request NSFW Azriel x reader drabble? They are mates and Azriel is bored during some unimportant political meeting so he sends dirty imagines and ideas to her through their bond along with his shadows which make her feel like if he is really touching her... (English is not my first language so I hope this makes sense)

pairing: azriel x reader (acotar)

warnings: NSFW, dirty talk, descriptions of sex, men (sksksk couldn’t help myself) blood kink cause it’s az and Rhys being a lil shit :)

a/n: thank you for requesting! i hope you like this <3 I tried not to get carried away and turn it into a 25 part series (this time)

(also i didn’t know if people wanted to be tagged in this that wanted to be tagged in home so i didn’t but if u do just lemme know :))

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You were sat at a round table, staring at the grooves in the wood as the Illyrian generals around you droned on about treaties and training. Rhysand had begun forcing you to come along to the meetings held twice a decade where the Illyrian generals from each camp would gather and share ideas, or mainly try bully other camps into dropping new protocols such as training females. Your head whipped up when your name was called, and you mentally thanked yourself for remaining at least partially present, beginning to talk through your plan to modernise areas of the camps, and actively ignoring the scoffs from men who didn’t believe you should be talking.

You felt a tug on your mating bond with Azriel and let your eyes momentarily catch his. He looked pristine as always, not a hair out of place and back perfectly straight, hands always within reach of a weapon. Your bond had clicked just over a year ago when an old friend Mor had sought you out, needing your knowledge on the ancient creatures you had been studying. You had asked for all the information they had and begun filling them in on your knowledge of a certain species big cat that you believed had been terrorising the Illyrian camps when Azriel and Cassian had stood, arming up to take on the beast when you had widely protested. “You can’t kill them please! They’re so rare and already going endangered, I’ll come with you I have been studying them I believe I could calm them down!” They had all be wary of your plea but allowed you to come along, following closely in case you were wrong. But as you had told them you were never wrong and soon found the cub the cats had been looking for, and returning it to the animals, smiling as they scampered off, Cassian laughing in disbelief besides you and Azriel on your other side, gazing at you in awe. You were about to offer an “I told you so.” as you turned to face the males when the air was stolen from your lungs, staring at Azriel as the bond clicked into place.

As you continued talking you sent a tug back, moving to look directly at your high lady as protests called out at your so-called radical ideas, and she quickly jumped to defend you as they outlined more and more plans that you had no interest in. You shivered as you felt two of Azriel’s shadows rest against your arms, one moving up to curl around your neck like a sleeping cat and looked at him again as he spoke through your bond.

I’m bored.

That surprises me. You replied, fighting a grin at his pout.

You want to know what I’m thinking about? He asked, face completely calm, asides from his eyes, which were sparkling with mischief and something darker.

Do enlighten me.

Bending you over this table and fucking you until all these men know who you belong to. You choked on your saliva at his crude statement and felt your cheeks heat up. But you’d love that wouldn’t you sweetheart, you’d be begging for me the whole time not even caring who saw you, so cock hungry. You’d let me stake my claim, let me make them watch as I take you apart. They’d never get to flirt with you again.

You glared at him, but it was half hearted as you felt a shadow trail up your leg in a shape all too familiar to that of your lovers’ hands. Azriel I need…

Already begging me darling, we still have an hour left. You glanced at the clock and almost cried out when you saw he was telling the truth, and then again when his shadows trailed over the damp patch that was forming on your panties. Then he was sending you images. They started innocently enough, the dress shirt that was just slightly too tight on him, his hands unsheathing truth-teller, but they soon changed. The image of him fucking you from behind in front of the full-length mirror in your room, blood trailing from the bite in your neck that he had given you animalistically, he had caught your gaze in the mirror and held it as he leaned down, licking your wound clean, his hips meeting yours roughly, the only sounds filling them room was the harmony of your moans and the lewd sounds of your copious wetness.

You were pulled back to reality when Feyre said your name and you clenched your hands in your lap as Azriel’s shadows seemed to reach under your flimsy panties. The ones you had pulled on without thought as you and Azriel raced to not be late for this exact meeting as a result of your morning filled with lazy kisses and slow thrusts. You shot Feyre a pained look as she repeated the question, Rhys stifling a laugh beside her, she smacked his leg as you blushed trying to answer her as best you could.  You were cut off halfway through but couldn’t feel any resentment as the shadows caressed you.

Good girl, Azriel smiled, if you remain quiet I’ll maybe reward you when we get home.

Azriel I don’t think I can…

You can and you will. Was all he said before sending you more images, the sight of yourself spread beneath him on your bed, glowing from an intense orgasm just to face another. The memory of the time Azriel had taken you so hard and for so long you had passed out, and woken up to an extremely stressed mate, although he left out that part. Or memories of when you had hidden beneath his desk, struggling to fit his cock in your mouth and slurping around him as you tried to bring him to completion, one hand tangled in your head, thrusting in and out of your wet cavern, the other gripping his desk so tight, his knuckles were white as snow. By the time he hour was up you had soaked through your panties and were resting your chin on the palm of your hand as you tried to hold in sounds, a task that became nearly impossible as he continued to send you dirty images and words, his shadows exploring your deepest parts. When the meeting concluded Azriel was at you side in an instant, an arm coming securely around your waist as his mouth dipped to whisper in your ear.

“Good girl,” was all he said, leading you through the room, beelining for the door, only to be interrupted by Rhys, who had a shit eating grin on his face and Feyre who almost, almost looked apologetic.

“You guys coming to ours? It’s almost time for dinner and I’m sure everyone will be there.” Rhysand asked, grinning when you glared at him. He knew exactly what Azriel had been doing, having done it himself to Feyre on many occasions.

“I’m afraid the missus isn’t feeling well,” Azriel replied smoothly, and you send him a tug of appreciation.

“That’s too bad, well have a fun night.” Rhysand replied with a wink, making Az’s hand tighten on your hip as he winnowed the two of you to your home. When you were inside your room he pushed you against the wall, smiling wickedly as he ran his nose along the soft column of your throat, his lips trailing kisses up to your ear as he whispered, “I don’t think I’m done playing with you yet.”

You whined at his words as he stripped you slowly, before pressing you down on the bed a hand firmly pressed against your throat. “You’ve lasted so long, but I want to see how long that patience will last,” he grinned, and you felt a wave of anxiety pass over you, “No cumming until I say so.”

You were in for a long night.

[oscar-lettjohanssonloveme]

Purple Roses pt. 2 (Miss Venable x reader)

hiya..its 4 am in germany and im really tired :3 but here we go, Mina is damn soft in this fanfic..i hope its okay sksks..here is the first pt.:

https://littlejeaniehugsbumblebees.tumblr.com/post/640902350735818752/purple-roses-ms-venable-x-reader

summary: Mina meets ur parents and u have ur coming out..ouhh and she wants to ask u smt

warnings: nothing its super duper fluff i guess :D

tagglist: @d14n4ol

google translate sksksk

"Earth to Mina ..", you grumbled and reached out your finger to tap her cheek gently.

"What?"

Your girlfriend looked away from her newspaper with a frown to look down at you, who was lying in her lap.

You had to grin as she stared down at you in confusion as the glasses slid down a few millimeters on the bridge of her nose.

"I asked you something.."

"And what did you ask?"

"So ..", you started after your fingers had moved to her glasses and you had pushed them up again.

"Imagine you had to decide: Either you are the only mortal human among immortal humans or you are the only human who is undying among all mortal humans.. What do you choose?"

"Is that a test?"

"A test for what?"

"For finding out if I'm a psychopath or something like that?" She asked, still staring down at you, frowning.

"No ..." you shook your head. "I just saw it earlier on instagram and was just thinking about it .."

She looked at you thoughtfully for a few seconds.

"I would probably want to be the immortal human among mortals .."

"For real?" You shouted, tilting your head.

"Then you should see all your friends die .."

Mina raised an eyebrow.

"Which friends?"

"Oh wow .." you rolled your eyes.

"So, am I a psychopath now?" She smiled and you could see her white teeth.

"No .." you mumbled as you started to play with her purple blouse.

"I would probably have taken that too .. but just because it would have been weird to be the only person who would have to die at some point .."

Mina let out a low snort.

"Imagine that, a graveyard for one person ..".

"Yes! .." you exclaimed cockily. "I would probably be exhibited in a museum as the only human corpse. And I would get a coffin made of gold and people would come from all over the world just to see me dead .."

"Or some crazy scientist would use your dead body for their projects .."

"Ew .." you made and grimaced. "That wouldn't be that great ..".

"Better to be immortal, then ..", Mina said with a grin before leaning forward to put her newspaper on the table.

"Now I have a question for you, Y / N .."

"Oh yeah?" You looked confused into her brown eyes and she hummed in agreement as her fingers started to comb through your hair.

"Okay, imagine a bitter old woman comes up to you and asked you, if you want to marry her, what would you answer?"

"I would say no, of course ..." you said, tilting your head to one side.

"First of all, I don't find old, bitter women really attractive and, secondly, why should I marry an old, bitter woman when I can just have the most beautiful woman in the world?"

Mina laughed softly before tapping the tip of your nose with her index finger.

"You know what I'm getting at ..".

"What I know is that you could then leave your show-off house and then finally move into my horror apartment ..", you grinned cheekily at her and she just rolled her eyes.

"You know, I've been thinking, Y / N .." she continued, suddenly sounding serious. "We've been a couple for almost a year now and the only person who knows about it is your aunt and some of your friends .."

"Should I start tagging you on my pictures now?" You laughed.

"You're the one who doesn't like all the love stuff in public and that's not supposed to be a reproach .. I-"

"I want to get to know your parents ..", she interrupted you and looked at you carefully.

You met her gaze for a few seconds before you swallowed.

"My parents?" You repeated quietly.

"Your parents."

"Uhm..okay..that's unexpected .." you muttered as you rose from her lap to sit up.

"So my parents are nice people, but you know, that they dont now that I am ... you know-"

"That you are attracted to old, bitter women?"

"Oh shut up Mina .." you hissed and slapped her gently on the upper arm.

"If you say that again, break your stupid stick and throw it in the fireplace ..".

"Ouhh now I'm scared .." Mina teased, grinning, but you just shook your head.

For a moment there was silence between the two of you and Mina was finally the one who interrupted them.

"I don't want to force you to do it and if you say, you don't want to do that, then that's okay .. I don't want to drive a wedge between you and your parents either .." she said and put her hand on yours. Your gaze landed on her hand, ran down her arm to finally meet her face.

"Maybe it's a good idea .." you muttered and she smiled gently.

"At some point I have to tell them anyway .."

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"Hello beautiful woman .." you greet your girlfriend who entered your shop. Like she did every Tuesday night after work ... It was one of your favorite traditions in your relationship.

"How can I help you today?", You smiled brightly at her as she leaned against your counter

"Well Miss Y / L / N, my wonderful girlfriend and I will be with her parents for dinner for the first time tomorrow evening .. You know, her parents don't know that she is a lesbian ...", Mina explained seriously and brought you to grin.

"That sounds interesting .."

"That's it! We're both just pretty nervous and I thought it would be a good idea to bring flowers to her parents ...".

"That's a great idea, Miss Venable .. what were you thinking of?", You tilted your head and wandered your eyes over the woman who was just standing in front of you.

The lavender suit, the way her hair was perfect and the dark lipstick ... she was so fucking beautiful.

Mina cleared her throat briefly when she realized that your attention was no longer on your conversation.

"You know, Miss Y / L / N, I love to watch your talented little fingers remove the thorns from the roses ..", she playfully raised an eyebrow and you couldn't help but laugh.

"How vulgar, Miss Venable .. just make sure that your girlfriend doesn't notice this, otherwise she'll get jealous ..".

You bent down briefly to get the box with the red roses from under the table. You put them on the table between you and Mina and took out the small knife to start removing the thorns.

"How was your day, honey?" You finally asked her after a minute had passed.

"Good," she said curtly.

"Good?", You looked at her grinning. "You sound like a school child who is asked how it was in school ..".

Mina shrugged her shoulders.

"I hate those idiots from my office, but that's nothing new ..".

"Imagine if I would work for you .. maybe you wouldn´t hate it so much anymore ..", you muttered while you still slid your knife over the flower stems.

"I think that wouldn't be a good idea .."

You just nodded and stared intently at the roses in front of you.

"What about the purple roses?", Your friend suddenly asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You had these roses once and never again .."

"That was a special delivery .." you explained and reached under the counter, took out the paper and wrapped the roses in it.

"But we can also make some ourselves ..".

You put the flowers in Mina's arms and looked expectantly into her confused face.

"How is that supposed to work?" She asked.

"You water white roses with purple color .."

"Should we try it sometime ..", she mumbled and you nodded.

"Listen Mina, you wait in the car and I'll finish everything here and then we can go home .."

"Sounds good .." she replied just before she turned around and strutted out of the shop.

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Her dark eyes stared at Mina in the mirror as she smoothed her blouse with her hands. Miss Venable was usually never nervous, which was because, due to her dominant demeanor, she almost always had the strings in hand when it came to dealing with other people and she didn't care how much she hurt someone with her words. But that was you, her precious little princess and what she wanted least of all was to see you sad because of her. She also knew that she couldn't win over your parents if she intimidated them.

She leaned forward to apply her dark lipstick when you stepped into the bathroom behind her and let out an impressed whistle.

"Is that the blouse you wore on our first date?" You asked, examining the silk fabric on Mina's skin.

"Yes .." she muttered.

Miss Venable's eyes watched you in the mirror while she admired how beautiful you looked in the dress you were wearing.

"My parents should just like you and not want to go to bed with you .." you said with a grin when her eyes found yours in the mirror.

"Ha ha ..", Mina made dry before she screwed the cap of her lipstick back on and turned to you.

"Are you ready?" She asked and you nodded while you smiled wryly.

"You look beautiful .." she muttered and planted a quick kiss on your temple before walking past you to leave the house.

"So to summarize again what my parents know ... or rather

what they think they know .. "you started staring out the window of the moving car.

"Well, actually they don't know anything .. I think they used to think that I had something with my best friend because he was my homecoming date .. And now they think I was single and I told them on telephone you were a good friend... "

"That sounds like it will be a very relaxed evening ..", Mina joked and you couldn't help but grin.

"I'm just afraid it might be a little too much .."

"Too much?" Mina repeated confused.

"Is it a good idea to come out and bring your girlfriend with you? Don't get me wrong, it has nothing to do with you .."

"Well ... you have a point, but let's speculate ..", Mina said when the car stopped at a traffic light.

"How could they react?"

"So .. we have these two iconic situations: The first situation would be this "we always knew it mimimi".

The other situation would be that they will be angry ... and so angry that they don't want to see me anymore .. "you explained and Mina could hear the concern in your voice.

"Something like that is sure not going to happen ..", Mina muttered as she took her right hand from the steering wheel and placed it on your thigh.

"I hope so .."

You were silent for the rest of the journey and that's why Mina decided not to say anything. Would you want her words, you would let her know.

"Here we are ..", Mina mumbled when she finally parked the car in front of your parents' modest house. She looked at you sideways and found that you were staring at the house as if you were about to start crying.

"Hey .." she cooed gently and grabbed your chin to force you to look at her.

"Everything will be fine..".

She examined your worried face and grinned when she saw that there was still a print of her lipstick on your temple.

"What?" You asked confused.

"You have my lipstick on your face ..", Mina mumbled and wiped her thumb over the print to remove it.

"And I think you don't want your parents to find out about your homosexuality that way."

"Not funny ..", you rolled your eyes.

Mina glanced at the car clock.

"We should go in, princess, we are already 5 minutes late .."

"Okay .. here we go ..", you mumbled and suddenly sounded brave as you leaned forward to press your lips against Minas for a moment.

When you both stood in front of your parents' front door and your mother opened the door for you both beaming, Mina immediately noticed the resemblance between you and your mother. This woman seemed just as straightforward as you, and you both had the same laugh. If your mom were really as carefree as you, then the evening wouldn't be complicated, Mina thought as she greeted your mother.

The first half of the evening was totally relaxed, your parents seemed to be really nice people, as far as Mina could tell.

While your mother was just as crazy as you, your father was a bit more introverted, but he had the same sense of humor as you and he was the one who cooked. A fact that somehow gave Mina hope, as it showed that your parents didn't seem to care about the old gender roles (cooking housewife and working businessman).

It was really nice. Mina, who usually had her problems with people, thought she might really like your parents at some point. they didn't ask private questions, didn't let an awkward silence reign, and were totally open-hearted people.

And yet she felt how nervous you were while you were sitting next to her at the dining table and trying to choke the food down even though you were probably extremely sick. Usually you played with your fingers when you were nervous or excited, but since your hands were holding the cutlery, it was your leg that was pushing off the floor all the time. And it was Mina who then, invisible to your parents, put her hand on your knee to calm you down.

It was around 9 o'clock when the four of you ran out of conversation and it was you who finally broke the silence.

"Well uhm, I actually came to tell you something .." you said and your voice sounded thick. Immediately all pairs of eyes were focused on you and Mina tensed her hand on your thigh to show you that she was there.

"Oh yeah?" Your mom asked confused before you nodded.

"Well, you always wanted me to be in a relationship with someone .." you continued and stared lost at the half-empty wine glass in front of you.

"And surprise..I'm in a relationship .."

"Oh really?", Mina could see your mother's eyes starting to glow and she wondered if the whole thing was really a good idea.

"Yes ..".

"Who is he?" Asked your father.

"Well uhm she's sitting right next to me ..".

Mina closed her eyes for a moment when she felt the confused looks of your parents on her. For a few seconds no one said anything and she felt you start to slide back and forth on your chair.

"Oh ..", Your mom finally pounded when she understood what you were talking about.

Mina opened her eyes again and stared into the flame of the candle that was on the table.

"You and Wilhemina ..?", Your mom looked confused between Mina and you.

"We've been together for almost a year .." you added and Mina heard your voice break at the end.

"What does being together mean?" Your mom asked sharply.

"She is my girlfriend."

"Girlfriend like best friend?"

"No, girlfriend like i love her ..", you muttered and looked carefully at Mina who smiled gently at you while she rubbed your thigh.

"Does that mean that you .....?", Your mother stared at you with her eyes wide open.

"I'm a lesbian, yes .." you said firmly and returned her gaze.

"Damn it .." your mom muttered and fell back into her chair.

Finally your father cleared his throat, too, who hadn't moved an inch before.

"How long have you known?" He asked, leaning forward.

"Since Highschool i guess ..".

"Since high school? Are you kidding me?" Your mom shouted angrily and Mina could feel you flinch under her hand.

"Why are you telling us this now?"

"Maybe because your most asked question to me was whether I have a boyfriend or when I will finally get one ..?" You croaked.

"Because we thought you were straight .." your mom yelled back. "If we had known that you were into women, we would never have asked such a thing .."

"I thought you'd be disappointed or something."

"Disappointed? Oh damn Y / N ..", your mother shook her head in disbelief and looked at you sadly.

"Can you say something too, Dad?" You asked after two minutes of more silence as you looked away from your mother to look at your father, who was staring at you thoughtfully.

"I uh ... so when you have a daughter, as a father, you imagine all the things your child has in store for you ..." your dad began.

"That includes the person your daughter wants to grow old with at some point and I just imagined that this person was a man and now it's a woman .. And now I need a few seconds to turn this man into one woman .. if you understand.."

"Okay ..." you replied quietly.

"You know, at the same time I wonder if I have said anything homophobic in all the years of your childhood that could have scared you .." he continued and you nodded slowly.

"Who knows it?" Your mother suddenly asked.

"Uhm .. some friends and aunt Phoebe .."

"Aunt Phoebe?" Your mother frowned when you mentioned your aunt.

You shrugged your shoulders.

"She noticed that Mina only comes to the flower shop when I'm there and then wanted to know why .."

"My sister knows that my daughter is a lesbian and I don't know?" Your mother called, sounding reproachful.

"I was afraid that you would be angry or something .." you defended yourself.

"Y / N you're still our damn daughter .." your mother mumbled and swore again.

"No Y / N, you are our daughter .." your dad interfered.

"There is no place for a  'still' because you are simply our daughter and your sexuality could never change that .. Who you love is your business and you do not need our permission .."

You stared at him and felt tears welling up in your eyes.

"You have no idea how happy I am to hear that .." you muttered before getting up and walking over to your dad to give him a hug.

"Thank you so much .." you whispered against the fabric of his shirt.

Suddenly you felt your mom, who had also got up, put a hand on your shoulder and pulled you from your dad's arms into hers.

And while you all played happy family, Mina was still sitting a little lost at the dining table and watching the situation in front of her. It all happened faster than expected.

In her  eyes, your father had taken it a little better than your mom, who seemed a little disappointed because you had only told them now.

"I should go to the bathroom to fix my make-up ..." you mumbled and smiled sheepishly as you withdrew from your mom's arms.

Your mother just nodded before you turned around to jump out of the room, leaving Mina alone with your parents.

"So you're a lesbian too .." said your mother, mumbling as your parents sat down again.

"I am.", Mina replied curtly and pressed her lips together.

"And is that serious between you?"

"It is."

"This is probably the moment when I should threaten to kill you if you break her heart .." joked your father.

"I'll propose to her," Mina said firmly.

"So it's really serious ..", your mother's eyes widened at Mina's words.

"It is .." repeated she.

"Well, we would be happy if you would invite us to your wedding..", your dad interjected and Mina decided at that moment that she liked your parents.

A few seconds later you were standing in the doorway and had your radiant smile back on.

"I think we should go now, Mina .." you said and Mina hummed in agreement.

"That's a good idea.."

As soon as you were outside, after hugging your parents for a long time, you jumped into the arms of your girlfriend to kiss every inch of her face.

"Jesus Y / N ..", Mina muttered, who stumbled a few steps back from your sudden attack.

"I'm such an idiot ..", you laughed. "I've been worrying for free all these years and now they have reacted so well to it ... I should have done that much earlier .."

Mina smiled as she pressed a quick kiss on your forehead.

"I'm proud of you, princess .."

"So and now ..", you shouted cockily and pulled her hand to your car.

"Now I want to get to know your mother .."

"No way..You don’t want to meet that witch ..".

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"Come on, Y / N .. you promised me .." Mina pleaded.

"But it's really cold up there and besides, I'm tired .." you replied.

It was New Year's Eve and the two of you had decided to spend the evening at your apartment and then climb onto the roof around midnight to watch the fireworks. To your surprise, it was Mina who suggested going to you, although she usually doesn't like visiting your "horror apartment".

"If you put on your winter jacket you won't be cold and besides, I'm there ..", Mina tried further.

"You know, I think the idea of ​​you as a human heater is really cute, but we could just drive to you ..".

"That wouldn't be the same."

You sighed.

"Okay ..", you mumbled and had your friend give you your coat.

Surprisingly, you found out that you were the only ones on the roof. At least you couldn't see any of your neighbors when you went over the roof to your self-made bed.

It was currently 11:37 pm and until the fireworks started at midnight you had enough time to watch the beautiful starry sky, as you always did when you were with her.

Your head was on her shoulder as always while she had an arm around you as always and was playing with your hair.

"I actually wanted to talk to you .." you mumbled after a few minutes.

"Is everything okay?", Mina asked and looked down at you worriedly.

You nodded quickly.

"Yeah .. it's just uhm, you know I love the flower shop, but I don't think that's what I want to do for the rest of my life ..".

"No?"

"No ..", you said. "That's why I'll catch up on my school leaving certificate and then probably study something ..".

"Thats great, princess .." Mina smiled gently at you.

"And what do you want to study?"

"History .. I guess and then I'd like to work as a professor .. At schools or colleges .." you mumbled.

"Professor sounds hot," said Mina and you had to laugh.

"The good thing is that when I study I can still live with you."

"Yes?"

"Yep .." you nodded. "We have a college in town, in case you forgot .. and if they take me, I don't have to move to campus ..".

"That would be great ..", Mina muttered and glanced at her watch.

11:52

"In 10 minutes it will be ready ..".

"Ouhh, we should stand by the railing .." you said before you jumped up and stretched your arm to help Mina up.

"Well ..", you began as you clung to the railing of the roof and leaned forward a little so that Mina was afraid you would fall off the roof at any moment.

"Josh lives back there ..", you explained and pointed with an outstretched finger at another tower block. "He is the brother of a friend of mine. He makes a lot of fireworks with his friends every year. Then my neighbors, the Andrews, who are not there today for whatever reason, always let a lot of fireworks rise from our roof, even though it is actually is forbidden .. And then there are all the people on the street who bring their fireworks .. ".

You stared at a group of people who were standing on the corner of the street in front of the bakery and were already setting off fireworks

"It occurred to me, I think Josh broke his leg and can't even go on the roof .." you mumbled with a frown and Mina hummed in agreement, not even listening to you.

As your eyes wandered over the city, hers glued to you and looked at you lovingly. She looked at her watch one more time (11:55) and took a short breath before reaching into the pocket of her coat to feel the velvet-covered can with her fingers.

You didn't even notice it when you were still happy watching other people's fireworks

"Okay, Y / N .. I'm not good at this, but I'll try my best, okay?" Mina said suddenly and you looked at her confused.

"What do you mean?"

"We've been together for almost a year and I have no regrets, except for one small thing .."

"Oh yeah?" You frowned as she continued.

"About a year ago you asked me in the evening, if I believed in love at first sight and I told you, that I generally don't believe in love and that was actually a lie. So it was true somewhere, I didn't believe in love until the moment I walked into your little flower shop and saw you cut your finger because of your lack of concentration.

You know how much I hate people, but with you it's different..I can't hate you and I never could hate you and I hope that you understand that between all the 'hate' I try to explain to you how much I love you .. because I do and I have no idea what I would do without you, I would probably just be a bitter old woman .. ", she finished and grinned when she saw you roll your eyes.

"I hope you're not mad at me, because I can't get down on my knees because of my handicap .." she mumbled and took out the small velvet box to hold it towards you.

"But do you want to marry me?"

You stared at her in shock.

"Shit, that wasn't a joke?"

"Does that mean no?", Mina frowned.

"God no! I'm just- Oh damn, Mina, of course I want to marry you ..", you grabbed her face between your hands and pulled her close to kiss her tightly.

"This is going to be great .." your eyes lit up as you pulled back.

"I already have so many ideas for the wedding, I'll take your name and all that .. Y / N Venable sounds amazing, change my mind.. and then I'll move in to your house and then I can catch up with school and maybe one day we'll adopt a lot of children from poor countries..".

"Slowly, Y / N ..", Mina laughed and took your hand to slide the ring onto your finger.

"We still have enough time to plan, let's celebrate New Year's Eve now, please..”

"God, it is beautiful .." you muttered, staring at the silver ring on your finger. Mina smiled as she leaned over to press her lips against your forehead.

"Happy new year, princess .."

"Happy new year, my dear future-wife.."

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Broken Hearts Club (Stressed Out, Part 3.)

Series despription: Once upon a time, there was a lonely dog locked up in his own home. The lonely dog became sad and angry - until a woman came to stay at the lonely, sad house one day.

Part summary: Slowly, everyone who lived at Grimmauld’s place had left and all that had been left there were two sad, lonely people... It was their turn to find their way to communicate.

A/N: This part is filled with so much angst, sksksk. It wasn’t the most pleasant to write, but it needed to be done. For the story’s sake. Trust me, I know what I’m doing. 

Inspired by Broken Hearts Club by gnash and by Robbers by the 1975 a bit in the end.

Word counter: 3.7 K

Tagging: @missdictatorme​ @siriusly-padfoot​

Playlist: The Black Vibe ™

Series masterlist: H E R E

Grimmauld's place 12 remained lively for the next few passing days. Since Molly was there, no-one was left to be lethargic or stoic, you included. To be honest, you've been glad that Molly gave you some easier work as well - while you've been going through Walburga's, also known as Mrs Black and Sirius' mother, old letters with Molly's youngest child Ginny, she and the rest went ahead and tried to fight off the persistent spiders in the living room.

While Sirius was nowhere to be seen for a good portion of all these days, Kreacher made sure he's on your mind every minute of every day. He got his tasks assigned by Sirius, but he was always done within an impressive time rate with even more impressive results just so he could hang out in the kitchen/dining room, looking at you and spitting curse after curse. Soon, you learned how to ignore Kreacher; yet there were still topics you couldn't just ignore.

Ginny was just pushing almost half of a box filled with various letters into the fireplace when she turned her face to you. You've been working together for the second day and barely a word was spoken; the girl was dying with curiosity. The only thing she knew about you was your name. - "Did you go to Hogwarts, like the rest of us?" - Ginny started carefully before getting to the more sensitive topics she was interested in. Your eyes flickered at her as you gave her a sweet smile, turning back to the piece of old parchment in your fingers. - "Of course I did. I knew one of your brothers, Charlie. He was just in a year below me. How's he even doing?" - It was said in a warm, fond tone as you thought about the good old days you've spent at Hogwarts. Your heart and your stomach hurt as you thought of Brian snogging you in the hidden corridors, yet you've forbidden yourself from crying. - "Charlie? He's alright, I presume. He once sent me a photo of him mounting a dragon's back. It was brilliant." - The girl smiled at the memory of receiving said postcards. - "And where do you work?"

"St. Mungo's, nurse on the third floor. It's a great job. Where would you like to work?" - The question was a good one for someone who was going to the fourth year, yet Ginny's cheeks got red as if she was ashamed to answer. - "Come on, I won't be laughing." - With that, you put Walburga's letter on the desk, at which Kreacher let a painful cry as if you just kicked in the shin. - "Well, you know, my family has done it all. Charlie is a magizoologist and dragon specialist, Bill is working for the Gringotts... A job at the Ministry could be fine if the brat Percy wasn't there..." - You could remember that punk. Percy was barely reaching your shoulders when you've seen him for the last time and naturally, you didn't know what Percy has done to his family. - "I'm handy with broom and Quaffle, so I thought about trying to get into the Griffindor Quidditch team. And if I will be doing good, maybe I can try to make it into one of the British Quidditch teams one day." - Nothing about what the girl has just told you was making you wanna laugh. It was quite a nice dream to have in times like these. Which also what you told Ginny. - "What had happened to you?" - She whispered with her big brown eyes popped at you as she leaned over the table. Kreacher watched every small move of your fingers on the letters as you started to fold it in halves, open it.

Immediately, it wasn't hard for Ginny to see that she had upset you. It could be heard in the sobs breaking out between deep inhales. It was fine when you could work just so you could forget about what happened to Brian, but Ginny just hit the nail's head with her question. Not even the work Molly tasked you to do was now a distraction for you. Slowly, you rose your eyes to Ginny as the first tears fell down your cheeks. The young started to freak out; quickly, she walked over to you and hugged you quite firmly, forgetting that she barely knows you. - "I'm sorry, I didn't - I didn't mean to make you sad. You don't have to tell me, forget that I ever asked, please." - She whispered and sat by your side until you stopped crying, both of you were staring into the fireplace.

Problems have arisen once Molly and her entire family left the house. Now, it was quiet and sad; the twins who made you laugh a few times in the last few days were now gone, Ginny wasn't there to categorize the letters with you and now, there were no big, loud and happy dinners in the evening. You've left Sirius' bedroom as soon as you could, Kreacher was tasked to help you with your suitcase. That son of a snake, he almost threw the big and massive suitcase on your feet, breaking each finger you got there. You've been allowed to stay in the room which was in the best shape, the one which Hermione and Ginny were sleeping in - there were no boggarts, ghouls or other creatures that would freak you out in the middle of the night... Well, the only exception was Kreacher.

Tonks was persistent with stopping by every day after her work at the Ministry was done. She surely didn't have to, yet you were glad that she was constantly coming to see you. She brought some fresh pastries, drank a cup of tea with you and talked about the news; she checked if you brew the disgusting paste you were using on the splinche. You've been afraid of the day when all the connection you've got to the wizardry world will be lost - Sirius Black was able to hold his emotions in check for the last fourteen years, ever since he was locked to Azkaban. He knew how to handle isolation, right? And what about you? Never in your life, you've been laying in your bed for more than a week when you were sick. Even the week in your bed while your friends were coming to see you every other day was crazy for you.

Now, you've been convicted to stay in the headquarters until Dumbledore will give you new orders. So every time Tonks rang the door, you gladly closed Mrs Black's portrait under the curtains and walked to open the door for her.

Yet as soon as Dora left and the house got quiet once more, it was a different story. For the first few days, to walk and get hang of it again at least a bit, you've been discovering various room around the house; once, you've opened up the door and the room behind it was pitch black. As something opened up its yellow eyes, you've closed the door immediately. Then you spent some time with the portraits in the house, watching the livid paintings of the countrysides; you watched the trees moving in the breeze, the sun reflecting in the running rivers and animals walking in the deep woods. Yet the longer you've been at Grimmauld's place, the quieter you've become. At first, Sirius tried his best to look after you, so you would have a dinner and a lunch every day; the man even cooked the bloody food himself. The first week after Dora stopped seeing you, you've been showing up in the kitchen around the same time to eat and as soon as your plate was empty, you disappeared in the house once more.

The thing was... You didn't want to speak to anyone. Sometimes, you've been sitting on the two beds you've knocked together and looked at Brian's wand in your palms. Sometimes, you were wandering around the staircases and hallways... Until you've started to go to the reception lounge, sat on a large sofa there and stared into the oblivion for the entirety of the day. Every morning, Sirius checked the room where the Black family tapestry was hanging; you've been sitting there without a single movement, and even though the door was opened, you didn't seem to acknowledge Sirius looking at you. Every day in the evening, he checked the room once more - and you've been still sitting at the same place, gazing into the unknown.

Even if it was hard to tell, there was a hell breaking loose inside you. Your brain couldn't understand that Brian was gone, that he won't ever kiss you, smooth your cheek or that he won't tell you good morning. You couldn't believe it. It wasn't making any sense. The pain you were feeling was unbearable - and the lonelier you got inside the building, the worse the pain got. Soon, you were barely able to eat. You knew Sirius stopped to look at you just sitting there at the end of September; one night, the man checked on you as usual and the next morning, he didn't come. And he stopped ever since then. You knew something had happened. Truth be told, you've barely spoken more than twenty sentences with Sirius himself ever since Lupin apparated you there on the August evening... But really, you didn't have to be a detective to know something happened or that something had changed. He never spoke to you during his small stops, no. The man was just standing in the door for a few moments, looked at you and left right after. It was nice to know you're not alone in the house.

As soon as Sirius disappeared completely, you've been left with Kreacher and Kreacher only as to be expected. Every word the small swine mumbled into your ear was like a kick to your stomach - the house-elf was fueled by hatred, spite and pity. That was what his life-will was composed out of. And, of course, he had been compared you to Walburga every day at least thirty various times. As Kreacher was hurting your soul more and more, the memories flying in your head weren't so nice themselves either - most of them were in one way on another connected to Brian. It was almost poetical how the death of someone you loved unconditionally could hurt you. It was as if half of you was just ripped out of you, buried alongside him. This was like getting your heart broken - just ten time worse than that.

Yet, as they say, time usually heals most of our ailments. One morning, you had woken up and something was feeling different. You didn't plan to sit in the tapestry room that day, no. You wanted to do something different. After a quick shower and taking care of the splinche wound, you waked down the halls of the noble house of Black. Kreacher was next to you just moments after you walked next to Mrs Black's portrait. You hadn't heard her screaming for weeks now; the house was so dead and lifeless that she didn't manage to pull her curtains open. Kreacher's wild, blue eyes looked you in the face. You already knew what was coming. - "Look at her. A disgusting scum, a traitor of the pure blood, a pariah. How she's looking at Kreacher with that odious traitor face, oh, what would my poor Mistress say?" - He moaned painfully. At first, he thought you'll stoically turn away and walk away from him, as you did in the last few weeks - yet this time, you grabbed the nape of his neck, opened the first door and threw the house-elf in, locking the door behind him.

It was Kreacher; he surely about find new ways of escaping the locked door solely for the reason of making you mad, yet the few moments of silence were worth the extempore. Slowly, like a five-year-old who was caught doing something bad, you tiptoed to the dining room's door. You've been expecting Sirius to sit there by the fire, looking into it and perhaps reading something. It was Sirius Black. How the hell could you know what he does in his free time? You've usually wished him good night and good morning back when the other members were still in the house. You've been planning to thank him for keeping an eye for you, for making sure you were stoically sitting at the same place every day, for giving you the space you needed so bad... But the dining room was empty and what was more, it was so dirty that it was evident anyone had been there for at least two weeks.

Spiders made webs in the corners of the room once more, the dust had settled on dirty dishes and shelves, the welcoming and warming fire was long gone. Now, the room was smelling stiff, it was cold and lonely and... Sad. It was very sad. As sad as this whole house. With a loud sigh, you started to clean up the room as muggles would. You've started the fire with Walburga's old letters, wiped off the dust with an old rug, washed the dishes and you even went as far to mop the whole room. There was something about the mundane muggle life that was calming you down. Sure, you could do it much quicker with a few flicks of want, yet it felt nice to actually do something after the few weeks of the empty void. As soon as you put a soup cooking on the ancient stove, you decided to search through the house for the third resident.

First, you thought Sirius might be spending some time with a hippogriff which was living in the attic. But as soon as you pushed your head there, the only creature inside was a huge hippogriff with white-to-grey feathers and bright yellow eyes. Since it had something to eat and something to drink, you just smiled at it and closed the door before it had a chance to bite your head off. Of course that a hippogriff wouldn't bite your head off, but how were you supposed to know that? You weren't the magizoologist. Brian was. Another spot you thought Sirius might be hanging out at was his bedroom, as you got to know.

The man let stay you in his room when your state was very bad, which was pure cavalry from an Azkaban escapee you had to say. That was another thing you wanted to thank Sirius for. First knocks were shy and soft, but there was no answer. You didn't want to just open the damn door, being a rude and mean person. So you knocked once more, this time more clearly. No answer, again. So you opened the door, maybe Sirius just wasn't there? But the door got stuck after a few inches. A glance on the wooden floor told you its an unidentified piece of clothing getting the door stuck. With a huff, you bumped the shoulder of your healthy side into the door - knocking some kind of a flask down.

It was at that moment when the smell of putrid alcohol, mainly sherry and Fire Whisky. Swiftly, you covered your nose with your palm, searching for the man inside. And he was there, sitting on the bed and just taking a swing out of a bottle. You were barely able to move out of the way and close the door as the bottle flew in your direction. - "I've forbidden you from coming here. Are you disrespecting your Master, Kreacher?" - Sirius cried out. His voice was deep and reckless, it was reflecting most of the things you've felt throughout the last few weeks. - "Do you want me to..." - What Sirius wanted to do to Kreacher, you didn't get to know since, at that moment, Mrs Black woke up as her son yelled through the whole house for the first time in weeks. - "I swear on Merlin's beard, you little old foul!" - Sirius got out of his bed and staggered over to you. As he opened the door and looked at your tired, ill-looking face, all the words he wanted to tell Kreacher were forgotten.

Without a word, he walked around you to shut the painting off, letting you stand in the doorframe. You've met him on your way to the dining room and as you had the time to look at his face properly for the first time, you've done so. Sirius Black was looking miserable and worse than that. His clothes were dirty, hazily put on. His eyes had two deep circles under them and his whole face was looking painfully pale. His beard was overgrown and his hair was tangled together. It also seemed he had put some weight off. Even if it shouldn't be a reason to feel better, you've felt kind of lighter as you realized you weren't the only lonely person inside this house. And that maybe, both your souls were suffering the same amount. - "I just wanted to tell you that I'm cooking some soup if you'd like to join me and eat something warm." - Oh, Lord, your voice sounded terrifying. It was so plain, sad, almost unnoticeable in the silence of the house. Sirius, smelling like a liquor store walking on two legs, leaned into the railing and looked you up and down with uncertainty.

When you realized what he was thinking about, you scoffed with sadness. - "I'm not Kreacher. I haven't gone crazy, I haven't poisoned the food and I don't want to kill you if that's what you're thinking about now." - You mumbled and walked downstairs, taking in a breath. - "Even though this house is a place that gets under your skin pretty fast." - "I would like to join you for a bowl soup if you wouldn't mind." - Sirius answered from upstairs and left the staircase.

As the man promised, you were both sitting in the dining room an hour later, eating your food quietly. Obviously, he took a bath and did something to his hair and beard, yet he couldn't do anything with the tired, pitiful impression that was coming out of him. Just like he wasn't able to get the smell of alcohol off. Where did he take the alcohol, that was a mystery; presumably, Kreacher was asked to do the errands, buying some food and alcohol. - "Sorry for the bottle back there. Kreacher can get on my nerve quite quickly sometimes." - Sirius said quietly into the bowl of soup, just before he sipped another spoon of it. - "I've locked him in some room today, I'm wondering if he's out already." - The confession made Black shot a glance at you. Yet the Kreacher topic was forgotten as you licked your lips quickly, thinking about something else.

"I just wanted to thank for... It was... You know... When you came to check on me here and there. It was making me feel less lonely even though it might've seen as if I don't know about what was happening." - You got out of yourself with your cheeks burning on fire. It was unpleasant to go through all the sad, black memories inside your head. But it was the way it is. - "I noticed when you stopped to come by. And I get it." - You nodded and smiled at the Azkaban escapee. Sirius wasn't smiling though; your smile was looking like if you were about to cry at the spot. - "I wouldn't enjoy seeing myself sitting around like a body without a soul either." - "You needed to be left alone." - Sirius answered without hesitation, yet it was still in a quiet, calm manner.

"I know how it feels, to lose someone you loved. It had happened to me as well. And it is something you need to go through on your own. It wouldn't do a thing if I would try to insert myself into the situation, you see? Feeling alright now?" - The man asked seriously as if he was thinking about that. For a moment, you were staring at Sirius. - "I have these moments when I want to blow up, to put it simply. I am so... Bloody mad." - "Understandable. Just try not to harm Kreacher, I beg you." - The man joked around, yet the joke didn't make either of you laugh.

"Are you drinking booze now? That’s what slipped to?" - You wondered quietly. At this topic, Black just licked his lips and sighed, putting the spoon down on the table. - "Don't lie, come one, I wasn't lying either.  You smell like alcohol distillery." - You put the spoon down as well. - "It's alright. I know how you're feeling." - Sirius wanted to snap out that you didn't know what was the feeling like at all. You were just a strange woman living in his home because Dumbledore wished so. How would you know what he was going through? Sirius barely remembered your name. But in the end, his blue eyes pierced into your; yours were empty and flat as you looked at him. How he must've been looking? - "I suppose." - Sirius agreed in the end and left the room.

Yet this time, neither of you disappeared into the thin air of Grimmauld's place 12. As usual, he found you sitting in front of the fireplace in the tapestry room; this time, you were looking into flames, cuddled into a heavy blanket you've dragged there from your room. Sirius didn't have to ask what was going on; he leaned his shoulder into the doorframe as he watched you looking at him. - "He's such a bloody moron, you know?" - You asked as if Sirius was supposed to know what you were talking about. - "If he'd be more careful, this didn't have to happen at all. Brian could still be here." - You got out between the sobs. Black nodded and with a gentle smile, he sat next to you, offering you a napkin.

As he was sobering and listening to your rambling about your dead boyfriend being an utter idiot, something was formed that night. A particular friendship of two sad people. And it was beautiful in some way.

[thisiskatsblog]

(1) Hi! :) I just saw the post you reblogged about the industry and the closeting, etc and I have a genuine question because I really don't understand and sorry if it's stupid sksksk- so if we take a louis, for example, his relationship with El are quite private and we know almost for a fact that they live together and go to a pubs together (locals saw them, not the fans),and plus the fans saw them together and kissing while no one was there...I don't think it's how a fake relationships works?

(2)Like with Danielle u could see that it was fake but with El it seems genuine, Louis even said that they went to see Jay together, why would Louis lie about that? Or they do all these things on purpose or something, to make he seem more genuine so people won't question it and definitely believe that they are together?

(3) like idk, to me it's easier to just do a pap walks every now and then but why would he live together with supposed beard? And go to a pubs and to clubs and stuff while no one there? That's just weird to me.

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Hi there

Nice to meet you and thanks for questioning with an open mind.

Of course, it’s clear I have a different opinion, and I’ll try to explain why. 

Louis’ relationship with Eleanor is not what i would call quite private - it kicked off with a very public, staged pap shoot - and early on there was much confusion on the start date of that relationship - they couldn’t seem to remember when the anniversary is or how they met (eg did Harry introduce them? Or not?)

“Almost know for a fact” they live together: how? For me, photographs with dogs are not proof of living together. I invite you to share other evidence and I’ll be happy to have a look at it. 

Please also feel free to share any hard proof you have found of them kissing “while no one was there” and going to pubs together. I am afraid I am not aware of it. 

On Louis lying: well, closeting involves lying, so he would lie about that, yes. And that’s done, indeed, to make it seem more genuine. That is the essence of what closeting is. Lying to make it look like you are in a relationship with a woman and therefore heterosexual. It’s not pretty. It is what it is. This is life for LGBTQ+ people, whether Louis is one of us or not: a choice between lying (in the case of some bi people in different sex relationships, like me, by omission) and potentially subjecting yourself to prejudice and/or abuse. That’s usually not what happens, most people are okay, and times have definitely changed, but it’s the culture we were raised in, and this impacts us. 

I honestly do not think he lives together with Eleanor. Suggestions are made to make it look that way. But as long as I have been following fandom, he has shown no genuine interest in her, he is more engaged with fans than he is with her. He defended her at the airport though: rightly so, and good for him. He is a decent guy. 

As to going to pubs and clubs “when there is no one there” - there is always someone there in those pubs and clubs as that’s how it gets to the fandom - and more often than not (but you’d have to point me to specific evidence of specific instances) fans have been tipped off that they will see Louis there. At least in the cases that I have seen, but again, feel free to show me otherwise.

I am sorry if this argument is vague, that’s in part because yours are equally general and vague - the more specific evidence you can point me to, the better I can answer you - depends on how much you want to know. 

Please also look at my bearding tag, and to other people who are much more knowledgeable and have much more to say about Eleanor, Elounor, and the entire bearding thing than I do. 

The thing is: don’t take it at face value. Dare to look at all the evidence - for Louis being with Harry and Louis being with Eleanor; And come to your own conclusions. 

Also: if you were Eleanor, would you take him back after having been publicly dumped by a kiss in a swimming pool coming out; your boyfriend then having gotten a one night stand pregnant, only to start dating Danielle, until he “came to his senses” and wanted you again? Is that the kind of guy you think Louis is? Or do you think he’s kind, and loyal, and not perfect, but someone who fights for his long time relationship with someone who is also his best friend and bandmate? That he has actually been proven to live with #welivetogetherdealwithit #alwaysinmyheartyourssincerelylouis.

[lemonietrinket]

rules: answer the ten question, write your own, and tag ten people

tagged by @lucas-wongs

1. would you classify yourself as prep, geek, or jock? why? — geek bc i dont do trends like preps, i dont do sports like jocks, and im not at all popular sksksk. i guess im kinda smart so geek makes more sense imo

2. hogwarts house? — Ravenclaw and proud, we need more Ravenclaw pride and discourse on here

3. do you believe in astrology? — not a bit lmao. i do find it interesting to see how vague they are, what the signs say people like and how an actual person really is, and if im at a loss for making a small background character using the astrology memes and characteristics websites really helps, ill be honest

4. name one good thing that you did or happened to you today — uhhh... i played hollow knight and defeated a boss first try, that on my first play through a year ago whooped my ass about 30 times before i finally beat her, and i still havent died once yet either guess you can say im a little something that they call a pRO gAmER

5. what model phone do you have? — iphone 6....... i think

6. favorite NCT unit (127 / Dream / WayV)? — uHHHHHHHHH i love them all?!?!?!?!? but i guess it has to be 127 bc thats the only one with my ult in it :((

7. first NCT bias and current NCT bias? — well... usually i never have any problems with biases winner and day6 have entered the chat so johnny was my first nct bias and he still is. however since i have biases for each unit too, my bias for dream was chenle and is now jeno, and for wayv it was and still is lucas (tho i feel yangyang creeping up on me)

8. ideal first date location and why? — a funfair/theme park. yes im that basic bitch because throughout my entire childhood i only went to like three (two of which was bc of my grandparents making an intervention) even though i really really love them. i just love the ride and the food and the happy vibes  if not the theme park, then the beach (for the same reason) and camping (for again the same reason, but i suppose thats a higher-tier-dating-level date isnt it)

9. what is something new you’ve been doing because of quarantine? if you haven’t done anything new, then what is one thing you’d like to learn? — ive just been doing the stuff i always do so... i want to learn to cook which i will be doing soon-ish

10. something you’d like to say to someone but you haven’t told them? — that theyre really emotionally manipulative and how much it hurt when they didnt support me bc my emotional and mental health couldnt be fixed with a hug and pretty words like they wanted. wow that god edgy quick

i’m tagging literally the first people that come up when i press @: @idontknowapil @ptg-runaway @minervaaaaaaaa @ethereal-lix @doesthismakemelookhuman @harvest-witch @johnnysuhs @mingiibabieee

here are my questions for you!

1. nintendo, sony (playstation) or microsoft (xbox)? why?

2. whats a song that you really like but you know that you really, really shouldnt?

3. whats the first word you would ‘write’ if you were served a bowl of alphabetti spaghetti?

4. whats the dumbest thing you believed for the longest time?

5. what language are the majority of the songs you listen to sung in?

6. fluff, angst or crack/humour?

7. which kid were/are you: the kid that runs into the classroom and demands the windows be opened after charging around outside and refusing to take their coat off, or the kid sitting right next to the window shivering after stupidly only bringing two extra layers and begging the teacher to not open them?

8. if you had to listen to (only) one kpop group for the rest of your life, which one would you choose?

9. you are given the chance to erase one movie from the face of the earth—no traces will be left and no one will remember it except you. what film would you delete and why?

10. and the classic question: would you rather fight 1 horse sized duck or 100 duck-sized horses?

[motleyfuckingcruee]

One Last Time (Nikki Sixx x Reader One Shot)

Requested:

@miriampraez

Summary:

Hi!! I’ve read that you take request right now and i’m wondering if you could do a Nikki one shot based on the lirics of the song One last time by Ariana Grande and romantic smut

Warnings:

Fluff, angst, language, and smut (sorry if the smut sucks. I've never written something like this before)

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!!!

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(Y/B/N) = your best friend's name

(Sksksk i made this gif 👇)

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Your best friend pretty much drags you into Vince's house. You look around at the packed house full of sweaty bodies grinding against each other. You cringe at the sight of a couple pretty much fucking each other in the corner. This has never been your scene. Not even when you were with Nikki. Your heart drops at the thought of him.

Nikki fucking Sixx.

The man who broke your heart.

You know he's going to be here tonight. You expect him to be completely moved on from your relationship and making it with some busty blonde.

"Vinny really wants you here tonight," (Y/B/N) says.

She's been dating Vince for about two years now. You think they're great together. It's just that sometimes you don't trust Vince to keep his hands to himself.

"Why could Vince want me here?" You ask, feeling really skeptical at that.

It's no secret that Vince hated you when you two first met. He's learned to tolerate you over the years.

"Because you're one of his best friends!" She exclaims, trying to force a smile onto her face.

You roll your eyes. "That's bullshit. You're a terrible liar."

Y/B/N bites down on her lip. A tell tale sign she's guilty.

"Alright, Vince is worried about Nikki," She says, not meeting your eyes. "Vince hopes that if Nikki sees you one last time, he'll be able to get over you."

You scoff, following her into the kitchen. "Nikki misses me? I'm sure he's already fucked half of the girls in this room. Maybe even more!"

"(Y/N), he's not even leaving his house anymore! Vince sent me over to check on him one day and he was high off his ass!" (Y/B/N) exclaims.

Your heart stops. "He's shooting up again?"

She nods. "Worse than before. He's so strung out he could barely form a sentence. Hell, he could barely walk!"

"Fuck," You mumble, running a hand through your tangled hair.

You glance around, hoping to see Tommy or Mick. You know they could help you talk some sense into Nikki. Instead, your eyes fall on the gorgeous black haired man you've been dreading to see.

Surprisingly, there are no girls hanging around him. There isn't even Tommy by him. He's giving off his "Don't fuck with me" vibe. That's definitely a tell tale sign that he's shooting up again.

You leave your best friend at the counter, making your way to Nikki. You're scared that he'll go off on you. He's not the sweet Nikki you know. He's the Nikki that only cares about getting high.

You sit down next to him. He doesn't notice you at first. You shift in your seat, which causes Nikki to see who made the movement. His eyes widen as he meets yours.

"(Y-Y/N)?" He asks, stunned.

"Nikki, what the hell have you been doing to yourself?" You ask, looking at him with sympathy.

He completely ignores your question, reaching forward and tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. He cups your cheek in his hand as he stares deeply into your (E/C) eyes.

"Please tell me this isn't another hallucination," He says, almost to himself.

You shake your head. You feel your heart melt at how broken he seems to be. "It's not in your head Nikki. I'm here."

He smiles, leaning forward. His lips catch yours. You kiss him back without any hesitation. God, how you missed his lips on yours. You hate to admit it, but you missed him. So many things are said in this kiss. I'm sorry, Forgive me, I love you, and please let me fuck you.

He pulls you aggressively into his lap. His hands travel down to your ass. He squeezes it, causing you to gasp into the kiss.

His lips break apart from yours. His lips trail wet open mouthed kisses down your neck. Your mind goes into a different place. It's only you and Nikki.

The sound of someone breaking something brings you back to reality. You gently push Nikki off of you. He looks up at you like you had just kicked him.

You lean down and whisper in his ear, "Let's go back to your place."

You know for a fact his house is maybe five minutes away. You've never been more grateful that Nikki chose a house close to Vince's.

Nikki doesn't respond. He only scoops you up into his arms bridal style. He carries you out of the party and to his car.

The entire way over, he couldn't keep his hand off of you. It was trailing further and further up your thigh until his hand just rested on your clothed core. He constantly teased your entrance.

Once you got to his house, you know you're done with the foreplay. You just want him to fuck you so that you can't walk for the next week.

Nikki unlocks the house, pushing you inside and against the wall.

His hands run all over your body. His lips are attacking your neck, leaving multiple love bites everywhere. His hands finally rest on the backs of your thighs. This is his signal for you to jump. You do so, wrapping your legs around his waist. He grinds into you agonizingly slow. He sucks at the exposed skin on your collarbone. You let out a small moan.

He tugs off your shirt, nearly ripping it in the process. You want to scold him, but he took off your bra without any warning. You're impressed that he didn't rip this one. You tug on his shirt, signalling that you want it off. He does as you wish. Your hands run over his shoulders then down his chest. You wrap your arms back around his neck when he pulls you away from the wall.

He carries you up the stairs. Your naked chests and lips are pressed together. You feel like you can barely breathe. You've missed this so damn much.

He practically throws you onto the bed. He tugs your leather shorts off. He smirks as he realizes you're wearing no underwear. You feel the need to cover yourself, but Nikki pins your hands above your head before you can do anything.

"Don't cover yourself up, baby," Nikki says, his eyes raking over your exposed body. "You're so goddamn beautiful."

He takes his other hand and gets his pants off. He wasn't wearing underwear either. He takes his free hand and slides a finger up your slit.

"Already so wet for me, baby," He mumbles, letting go of your hands.

He goes down to start eating you out, but you stop him. He looks at you questioningly.

"I want you to fuck me, Sixx," You say, feeling desperate.

He doesn't respond. He reaches over to the nightstand, opening a drawer. He pulls out a condom with a smile on his face. He rolls it onto his hard length. He thrusts into you without warning. He doesn't let you adjust to his size.

He pulls almost all the way out, then slams back into you. He thrusts hard and mercilessly.

Him just being inside of you is enough for you to come undone. You moan out as his fingers trail their way down to your clit, massaging the bundle of nerves. His mouth sucks hard on your collarbone. Pleasure is rolling in waves throughout your body.

"Fuck, (Y/N)," Nikki moans. "You feel so good."

You moan at his words. You start to feel the white hot sensation in the bottom of your stomach. Nikki's thrusts get sloppy as he reaches his climax.

The only thing that can be heard is your heavy breathing and the slapping of your skin.

Nikki releases when you do. He rides out your highs, his face nuzzled in your neck. His hair tickles you. You resist the urge to laugh.

"Fuck," Nikki says out of breath.

He pulls out of you. He takes the condom off, then throws it in the trash next to his bed.

You lay on your back, staring at the ceiling. You and Nikki used to share this bed. What the fuck did you just do?

You get up, starting to collect your things. Of course the only thing up here is your shorts. The rest is downstairs. Fuck.

"Where you going?" Nikki asks, grabbing your wrist.

"Home," You say cooly.

"No you're not," Nikki responds. "Look, (Y/N), I know I fucked up real bad. But, please give me another chance. I'll make it up to you."

You consider it for a moment. You miss him so much it hurts your heart. "Alright," You answer, laying back down with him. "On one condition. You won't shoot up anymore."

"Deal," He says. He pulls you closer, kissing you deeply. This kiss isn't lustful. It's full of his love. "I love you so fucking much."

"I love you too, Sixx."

Tags:

All fics: @the--blackdahlia @sugar-content @sharon6713

Nikki: @moon-beame @slutfor-sixx @2dead2function

[disloopy]

the heart is deceiving pt.3

bloo

genre: angst, smut

word count: 1.4k

a/n. sorry for my long uninformed hiatus there was just so much going on. i was listening to bloo’s ep the other day and last night he was in my dream and i think that’s a sign hehe here’s pt 3

LIES. dad believed all of mine. i did feel guilty at first but now they rolled off my tongue naturally. i guess infatuation can make you do terrible things. i felt it was all worth it for daniel. seeing him tonight made me realize that.

he was seated at the far end of the diner, flirting with one of the waitresses. i could see him as the type of guy, when not tied down by a relationship, letting all these women come onto him. but when he was, it was pretty clear where his intentions lie.

daniel's ensemble boasted his luxurious lifestyle and definitely didn't harmonize with the atmosphere of the rundown diner. a green versace polo, tucked into black jeans and held together by a salvatore belt, ears filled with silver hoops and that gold chain that adorned his neck tattoo so finely.

i breathed out, straightening out my white shirt so that i might not look to drab beside him. maybe we needed to be balance out; a broke bitch with a lavish man - that didn't sound too bad.

when daniel spotted me, he waved his hand and said something to the lady which made her look over at me. her expression made it clear that she didn't think we were much of a visually pleasing combination.

"i ordered some stuff you might like," said daniel as i slid into the seat in front of him slowly. i hadn't been here in years and nothing seemed to have changed. "by the way, i got you something." he opened up a box to reveal a sleek golden cartier bangle.

"oh my god," i breathed out in shock as he handed it over to me. the bracelet didn't look right in my hand and the more i stared at it, the more it all felt surreal. "for real?"

daniel scoffed, leaning back in his chair. "you think i would get something fake for my own girl? i'm not even that low." i laughed, my eyes glued to the pretty bracelet as i slipped it onto my wrist, loving the feel.

"this is probably the most expensive thing i will ever own. thank you so much."

"ah, you know i don't like to be thanked in that manner," daniel said with a smug smile.

"then how?"

daniel pointed to his puckered lips and by that time, i showed no hesitance in leaning over to plant a longing kiss on him, being pulled towards that abyss once more as his fingers reached for my jaw, deepening the moment and sending that wildfire roaring through my veins.

i pulled away with a breath. "come on... we haven't even gotten through dinner."

"really? i was enjoying my dinner right now, actually," daniel replied, placing his elbows on the freshly wiped down table. "you're so irresistible, y/n."

"you don't have to tell me that." it showed in everything he did.

when we got our food, i was surprised about how well daniel knew my tastes. throughout the night, we found ourselves talking about random, useless things - probably the first conversation that didn't end up with our hands on each other.

after eating, we drove around in daniel's car together. i knew i had to go home soon but i was unwilling to let the night end so early. daniel stopped in front of the beach whose view at night was stunning. i happened to catch sight of the moon's reflection glimmering on the surface of the dark water. it reminded me of daniel's eyes.

we climbed onto the roof of the car and laid there, staring up at the starry sky. it was hot but the night's breeze made up for the weather. "do you do this a lot?" i asked daniel, rubbing my eyes as the wind made them tear up a bit.

"no, not at all," daniel replied with a smile. "this is my first time." somehow i expected the answer. he leaned over me, kissing my lips. i cupped his cheeks, the flavor of our dinner lingering on his tongue, before pushing him away.

"come on... there's people around," i said, quietly.

"so what?"

"they might... idunno..."

daniel sat up, crossing his legs. "you care so much about what people think... let them say this or that. it's not going to change my opinion on you." i blinked, shifting my attention to the darkening sky and so did daniel.

“i love you.”

there was this stretch of silence that seemed like a million bombs dropping at once. daniel looked over at me. “hm?”

i knew he heard but he pretended not to. “i said i... i love the way you think. i love your mind.” he smiled and ruffled my hair. 

i hadn’t seen daniel in a while. maybe my words overwhelmed him and he needed space. i gave him his space. summer school stress was taking a toll, on top of that my mind couldn’t stop questioning my relationship with daniel. 

tonight he's knocking on the glass of my window and i jump out of my seat to answer it, ecstatic after not having seen him for the past few days. "babyyy, i missed you tonight," daniel slurs, kissing me roughly with the taste of alcohol between our lips. "a party isn't a party without you."

"i wish i could have come," i told him, running my fingers through his unkempt hair. "i was stuck here studying."

"let me take you out... i haven't seen you in days." he returns with his wet kisses on my lips, down my jaw, in the crook of my neck as i lean my head outside the window just to feel them.

"i know babe," i sighed, closing my eyes as my stomach tightened at the feeling of his warm lips and the cold breeze. "my dad has a break off work so he's home more often... i don't want to raise suspicion."

"i could literally have you right now," daniel said, throwing his cigarette butt off the rooftop of the garage and reaching for another one. "not gonna lie, i've always wanted to fuck you in your bedroom."

"sweetheart, can i come in?" dad called from outside my door. mine and daniel's eyes both widened at the same time and i quickly ushered for him to get down out of view.

"uh yes come in."

i felt my heart beating fast as my dad walked into the room, furrowing his eyebrows for a second. "why is your window open?" i quickly made up a lie on spot.

"oh... i .... uh.... i thought i saw someone."

"what? that's quite creepy." he made to walk over to the window but i quickly stood in front of it, blocking his view.

"no but don't worry, it was just a... um... a car."

dad narrowed his eyes in suspicion but moved back anyway. "i just came to tell you that i'm heading to the store since we're out of milk. do you want anything?"

"i'll have a galaxy bar. drive safe, bye dad." i kissed his cheek and pushed him out the door, waiting to hear the jingle of his car keys so i could return to the window. daniel peered his head in with a grin and i smiled sheepishly.

"tsk, lying to your dad." he said, putting his cigarette in my mouth. i wasn't a smoker but refusing daniel was so difficult for me. i took a puff and returned it to him. "you're a bad, bad girl." i giggled, taking the cigarette again only to kiss his lips. "so what i look like a car to you?"

"hm? yeah cause i wanna ride you," i told him, surprising myself. daniel's lips grew into a smirk as he threw yet another cigarette butt off the roof.

"your dad's gone, you can ride me right now." he heaved himself up and climbed over the windowsill, into my room. i stood back, a little nervous.

"he won't be gone long... the store is really close," i informed daniel. "i don't think we'll have-" i was cut off with his lips crashing against mine, our bodies pressed together as daniel began to take off his jacket.

"we'll have enough time. fuck, it's hot in here." he pulled it off and then pushed me onto my bed, unbuckling his belt in record time. "take off your clothes, i'm your daddy tonight."

ppl clown fanfic writers so much sksksk i got kinda embarrassed writing too. but yk there’s so many good fics out there and that takes pure talent so make fun of them all u want but its basically an art

also the reason why i sometimes put smut in the tags even when its not smut is to attract more readers duhh thats the way of life ok

[killerqueenjoy]

99 Question Tag

okay okay I know i got tagged to do this like a month ago on my main blog by @santonicababy iM SORRY LIN ILY BUT THIS WAS SO DAMN LONG

1) DO YOU SLEEP WITH YOUR CLOSET DOORS OPEN OR CLOSED

I sleep in the room where everybodies closets are and they all gotta be closed goddamn do you know how spooky it is to even have one open during the night

2) DO YOU TAKE THE SHAMPOOS AND CONDITIONER BOTTLES FROM HOTELS

my parents do, but alas I don't use them in case they have silicones or sulphates in them because I got a whole lotta curls to protect

3)DO YOU SLEEP WITH YOUR SHEETS TUCKED IN OR OUT?

if this refers to the sheet protecting the mattress, then my answer is in because how the fuck would you be able to sleep with that moving around???

4) HAVE YOU STOLEN A STREET SIGN BEFORE

NO SORRY IM BORING

5)DO YOU LIKE TO USE POST IT NOTES

heck yeah, but for random shit

6) DO YOU EVER CUT OUT COUPONS BUT THEN NEVER USE THEM

nee my parents are fancy fuckers who use the coupons on their phone (our local supermarket has a damn app skskksksk)

7) WOULD YOU RATHER BE ATTACKED BY A BIG BEAR OR A SWARM OF BEES

a bear because its one giant son of a bitch and not millions of tiny motherfuckers and also I've never been stung by a bee and intend to keep it that way because majority of my family seem to be allergic

8) DO YOU HAVE FRECKLES

nope! I have a couple beauty spots on my hands and face but thats kinda it

9) DO YOU ALWAYS SMILE FOR PICTURES

not really but if I've been told to smile then its 200% dead inside

10) WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST PET PEEVE

i find many things annoying

11)DO YOU EVER COUNT YOUR STEPS WHEN YOU WALK

only when i go up and down stairs, but i also try to make sure i step with each foot equally (if that makes sense) and i step on only certain colour tiles when im bored

12) HAVE YOU EVER PEED IN THE WOODS

the real question is have i ever been in the woods? both answers are no

13) HAVE YOU EVER POOPED IN THE WOODS

refer to question 12

14)ummmm idk what this question is meant to be curse you Lin

15)DO YOU CHEW YOUR PENS AND PENCILS

nope, the idea weirds me out

16) HOW MANY PEOPLE HAVE YOU SLEPT WITH THIS WEEK

none, this week and in general

17) WHAT SIZE IS YOUR BED

one person and a long yet smol doggo size

18) WHAT IS YOUR SONG OF THE WEEK

Eddie from the Rocky Horror Picture Show has been stuck in my head for the whole week so yeah i guess that

19)IS IT OKAY FOR GUYS TO WEAR PINK

HeLL YEAH DUDE HAVE YOU SEEN RAMI MALEK IN PINK

SKSKSKSKS END MY LIFE

but yeah, anyone can wear anything they want to wear (although a suit made out of meat might not be wise)

20) DO YOU STILL WATCH CARTOONS

dudeeeee scooby doo and tom and jerry are my jam I watch them on the regular (among other things)

21)WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVOURITE MOVIE

uhhm idkkkkk I tend to repress bad movies sksksk

22)WHERE WOULD YOU BURY HIDDEN TREASURE IF YOU HAD SOME

idk shove it in the closet ig at least it will be hidden behind my sexuality

23)WHAT DO YOU DRINK WITH DINNER

I usually only drink before or after but ig water??? cooldrink if I'm in a restaurant

24)WHAT DO YOU DIP A CHICKEN NUGGET IN

depends on the nug

25)WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE FOOD

How dare you assume i only have one favourite

tbh it depends cos i love pizza and pasta and stuff but then i cannot live with my granny's curries ksksmks

26) WHAT MOVIES COULD YOU WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN AND STILL LOVE

borhap, sing street, rhps, the natm movies, the harry potter movies, any mcu movies

27)LAST PERSON YOU KISSED/KISSED YOU

ahhahahahahahha bold of you to assume anyone wants to do that

28) WERE YOU EVER A BOY/GIRL SCOUT

nope but I was a catrobat which is basically my preschools acrobatics team that was actually really terrible

29)WOULD YOU EVER STRIP OR POSE NUDE IN A MAGAZINE

nahh m8

30) WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WROTE A LETTER TO SOMEONE ON PAPER

this week for a transactional task at school (It was in Afrikaans and I got a C skskskks)

31)CAN YOU CHANGE THE OIL IN A CAR

omg no

32)EVER GOTTEN A SPEEDING TICKET

not old enough to drive!

33)EVER RAN OUT OF GAS

my parents never have for as long as i can remember

34)WHATS YOUR FAVOURITE KINDA SANDWHICH

cheese because I am actually John Deacon

35)BEST THING TO EAT FOR BREAKFAST

MUFFINS!!!!

36)WHAT IS YOUR USUAL BEDTIME

school nights its 11pm otherwise i dont have one lol

37)ARE YOU LAZY

YES BUT MY LAZINESS MAKES ME ANXIOUS OOF

38)WHEN YOU WERE A KID WHAT DID YOU DRESS UP AS FOR HALLOWEEN

we dont celebrate that here but i rly want to it seems fun!

39)WHAT IS YOUR CHINESE ASTROLOGICAL SIGN

Ram, which is really cool because im an Aries, so I'm sheep squared

40)HOW MANY LANGUAGES CAN YOU SPEAK

English, Afrikaans (at a basic highschool level), I could speak very vERY basic isiZulu when I was younger but I'm not sure about now, I know a bit of French and Telugu, and I'm gonna start learning Hindi soon!!

41) DO YOU HAVE ANY MAGAZINE SUBSCRIPTIONS

nee

42) WHICH ARE BETTER, LEGOS OR LINCOLN LOGS

i didn't play much with legos and i have no idea what the second one is rip

43)ARE YOU STUBBORN

to an extent

44)WHO IS BETTER, LENO OR LETTERMAN

I kept reading Leno as Lenin ffs

45)EVER WATCH SOAP OPERAS

I watch them occasionally with my granny, but I don't keep up with them very well (Kasamh Se is my shit tho)

46)ARE YOU AFRAID OF HEIGHTS

no, im afraid of falling in general tho

47) DO YOU SING IN THE CAR

My dad and I bop frequently to Never Gonna Give You Up in the car, and also classic bollywood songs (we have even learnt the choreography for some)

48)DO YOU SING IN THE SHOWER

i perform

49) DO YOU DANCE IN THE CAR

well theres not exactly much space

50)EVER USED A GUN

nope

51)LAST TIME YOU GOT A PORTRAIT TAKEN BY A PHOTOGRAPHER

not sure

52)DO YOU THINK MUSICALS ARE CHEESY

most are but thats why i like them

53) IS CHRISTMAS STRESSFUL

we don't celebrate because we're not Christian (we still eat a lot and exchange presents tho), but it can get stressful if we have to visit extended family, mostly because my extended family loves to insult everything about me so thats great!

54)EVER EAT A PIEROGI

not i good sir

55) FAVOURITE TYPE OF FRUIT PIE

never had one, it doesnt appeal to me

56) OCCUPATIONS YOU WANTED TO BE WHEN YOU WERE A KID

a vet

57)DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS

i am a ghost

58)EVER HAD A DEJA-VU FEELING

not that i remember

59)DO YOU TAKE A VITAMIN DAILY

yes, I take a multi vitamin, a vitamin D pill because I'm vitamin D deficient, and im not sure if this is a vitamin or not but i take evening primrose oil so that im not outwardly a bitch due to pms

60)DO YOU WEAR SLIPPERS

i wear slipper socks, because my doggo got jealous of my doggie slippers and murdered them in cold blood

61)DO YOU WEAR A BATH ROBE

i have one and rarely use it because i forget it exists

62)WHAT DO YOU WEAR TO BED

a random shirt and pants, though ive been known to kick pants off (ive been doing that since birth), occasionally i manage to get the matching pj set

63)WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CONCERT

ive unfortunately never been to a concert before

64)WALMART TARGET OR KMART

ive never seen any of these stores in my country

65)NIKE OR ADIDAS

i own neither

66) CHEETOS OR FRITOS

neither

67)PEANUTS OR SUNFLOWER SEEDS

Peanuts because thats my doggos name!

68) EVER HEARD OF THE GROUP TRES BIEN

no sorry

69)EVER TAKE DANCE LESSONS

i went to a bhangra class for about a year, and we performed for our parents at the end of that year (i was in one of the few groups that didnt have to dance in lehengas thank goodness)

70)IS THERE A PROFESSION YOU PICTURE

YOUR FUTURE SPOUSE DOING

probably something creative, but I don't mind as long as they're happy with what they're doing and its not harming others!

71)CAN YOU CURL YOUR TONGUE

yep

72)EVER WON A SPELLING BEE

never entered one, having to spell out loud makes me anxious

73)HAVE YOU EVER CRIED BECAUSE YOU WERE SO HAPPY

i think so

74)OWN ANY RECORD ALBUMS

nope

75)OWN A RECORD PLAYER

i wish

76)DO YOU REGULARLY BURN INCENSE

my granny burns incense while I'm at school because my mom and i both get really sick when its just been lit and the smell is strong. Going to the temple is a damn nightmare because of it

77)EVER BEEN IN LOVE

no, too busy fangirling

78)WHO WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE IN CONCERT

oof a long list

Queen, Twenty One Pilots, Waterparks, Frank Iero and the Future Violents (ffs fronk stop changin the name), Panic! at the Disco...to name a few

79)WHAT WAS THE LAST CONCERT YOU SAW

refer to question 63

80)HOT TEA OR COLD TEA

both

81)TEA OR COFFEE

coffee

82)SUGAR COOKIES OR SNICKERDOODLES

sugar cookies

83)CAN YOU SWIM WELL

i wouldn't drown, but im no professional either

84)CAN YOU HOLD YOUR BREATH WITHOUT HOLDING YOUR NOSE

im doing it right now

85)ARE YOU PATIENT

eh

86)DJ OR BAND AT A WEDDING

I've only ever been to Hindi,Tamil and Telugu weddings and lemme tell you 90% of the time bands flop at those weddings because they can't sing the classics without failing miserably, so DJs are generally better. However, in that case, if a band can perform those songs, then I'd prefer a band ig

87)EVER WON A CONTEST

yep, a couple of reading contests

88)HAVE YOU EVER HAD PLASTIC SURGERY

nope, not planning on it

89)WHICH ARE BETTER, BLACK OR GREEN OLIVES

dont like olives rip

90)CAN YOU KNIT OR CROCHET

i can knit!

in fact, my friends and i are so cool that we're in our schools knitting club (which besides myself, @grandfunnyemopainter and @imjustabruh , only has 2 other members)

91)BEST ROOM FOR A FIREPLACE

lounge or study/library

92)DO YOU WANT TO GET MARRIED

i guess, its not on my goal list tho

93)IF MARRIED, HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN MARRIED

no

94)WHO WAS YOUR HIGHSCHOOL CRUSH

currently in highschool, and in love with the borhap cast, sebastian stan, stephanie beatriz and band members (theres more but yeah)

95)DO YOU CRY AND THROW A FIT UNTIL YOU GET YOUR OWN WAY

nope, i have only two ways to deal, be a total pushover or a total bitch

96)DO YOU HAVE KIDS

nope

97)DO YOU WANT KIDS

kind of undecided, but i do want more pets

98)WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE COLOUR

Dark Blue

99)DO YOU MISS ANYONE RIGHT NOW

my dog, shes been ignoring me for about four hours now because I stayed at school for an extra hour (for knitting club!)

@softspaceboibrian @roger-taylor-owns-my-wigg @im-inlovewithmycar do it cowards