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gnabnahc317cb97 · 8 months ago

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Teasing Poppy

Lee Minho x Thick reader

Word count: 7.3k

Synopsis: Your beloved grandfathers death triggers a downward spiral in your life that your new neighbor Minho seemes intent on fueling. Lines get crossed that shouldn't be and you start to avoid him at all costs, until you run into a little problem and Minho is the only one you can ask for help.

Warnings: MDNI 18+ONLY! Strong language/swearing, mentions of cancer and death, oral (m&f receiving), fingering/jacking off, "dry" humping, protected piv sex (use your head and condoms please!), praise/pet names (beautiful, kitten of course), slight Minho dom/MC sub dynamic if you squint. I think that's everything but if I missed anything at all please let me know and I'll add it to the warnings immediately.

It was so easy being ten. Walking through your grandfather’s greenhouse, looking at the beautiful blooms of all the different flowers as he watered his plants, sprayed leaves, checked soil pH.

He was a botanist by passion and profession, the top in his field, and you were his little assistant, you had been since you could say flower. If you weren’t in school, or doing homework, you were with your grandfather in the dirt. Learning about *magnoliophyta and *tracheophyta.

You didn’t really have any friends. You were an awkward kid. Chubby and kind of nerdy. While other kids rode bikes, had sleep overs, and played video games, you would much rather be learning about the classification and proper soil drainage for a California poppy with your grandfather.

Any poppy in fact, all poppies. They were your favorite; your grandfather knew and that’s why he called you Poppy, his little poppy plant. He adored you, tended to you like you were another beautiful flower in his garden, helping you grow. He was everything to you, your whole world.

Being ten was easy. This, this was hell. Standing at your grandfather’s casket, completely covered and surrounded by flowers from friends and family sending their condolences. Flowers that usually would bring you a sense of comfort but no longer did because your whole world was crumbling.

Your mom and dad, they were there and did their best to console you but it didn’t really matter. You had been on auto pilot through the whole ordeal, just numb, still in shock that he was actually gone. The cancer had spread so quickly, he had deteriorated so fast. You thought you still had time. You thought you would see it coming, you'd get to say goodbye and hold his hand.

You had been out of town. Speaking at a college to an auditorium full of hopeful youths wanting to be the next great scientists in your field, botany, like your grandfather of course. He was so proud that you had gotten asked to speak. He hadn’t been feeling well just before the trip and you told him you weren’t going to go but he would let you do no such thing.

So, you went. You could still hear the applause as you walked off stage finally able to check your phone. When you saw dozens of missed calls from your mother, you knew.

When you got home from the funeral that day you took every poppy plant you had in your little apartment, which was a surprising number really, and donated them to a nearby nursery. The first day back from your trip after your grandfather had died you wanted to smash them all in a rage but you knew how he was and he would be disappointed in you if you took a beautiful healthy plant and destroyed it. So instead, you cried yourself to sleep that night. The night after the funeral too. Most nights really.

About two weeks after your grandfather’s funeral a new neighbor moved in on your floor. When you saw him carrying boxes into his apartment your first impression was based solely on appearance and he was extremely handsome, like ridiculously so. His eyes and nose were sharp and yet there seemed to be a softness about him, you weren’t sure why, maybe because of the three cats you saw him take in to his place in carriers.

Not much had changed from your childhood, you were still awkward and chubby and with your grandfather gone, now more than ever, you preferred solitude. You didn’t stop to say hi or introduce yourself as you walked past the new neighbor to leave to see your parents.

Your mother had insisted you start coming once a week for dinner with her and your father. Your grandfather’s passing had reminded her that you only get so much time with your family and she wanted to see you more often. Your mother had never asked for much from you, always letting you run off with your granfather doing this and that, because of that you agreed.

So, you were leaving to go to her weekly dinner and walking past your new neighbor who you refused to even look at the closer you got. He looked over the boxes he was carrying and saw you just as you were passing him.

“Oh heyyy.” You stopped and hesitated to turn around because; why would he be talking to you? You didn’t know each other and the color beige is more noticeable than you.

“You live up that way yea?” You faced him this time when he spoke and pointed at yourself.

“Me?” He scoffed and laughed.

“No, the supermodel behind you, yes you.” Your second impression of him was that he was snarky and rude. You shook your head answering him that yes you did.

“Great! Should I be over for dinner when I’m done unpacking then?” Your eyebrows scrunched together.

“Excuse me?” He smirked, cocking one of his sharp eyebrows at you.

“Well, you seem like the type that cooks well. I’ll be hungry. I like pasta or chicken would be oka-...” Was... was he making fun of your weight?! He hadn’t even introduced himself! What an ass! You thought to yourself. You turned and walked away unwilling to let him finish his teasing remarks.

“Is that a no?!” He called after you and laughed a little as he took the boxes he had into his new apartment and you continued on with your dinner plans, thoroughly irritated by the first meeting with your arrogant new neighbor.

Your next run in with him didn’t fare much better or any other after for that matter. You had managed to learn that his name was Minho and he had cats. That was all you knew and honestly all you wanted to know. Every time you saw him, he always had a smart-ass remark or teased you. It got under your skin which seemed to just fuel him. You didn’t know why he had zeroed in on you but he was relentless.

It had been a particularly rough morning for you. Everything you saw reminded you of your grandfather that day. You decided to put on a floral printed dress that you didn’t wear often for just that reason, it was one of your grandfather’s favorites but it reminded you of fond memories so, you decided to wear it to run your errands for the day.

When you were on your way out you ran into Minho in the hall yet again. It was like he staked you out or something. You were always coming or going at the same time it seemed. If you were on your way in, he was leaving, you were heading out, he was just getting home. ALWAYS! This day was no different apparently. You were just going to ignore him and walk past when he called out to you.

“Hey y/n?!” You stopped and turned to him against your better judgement.

“Yes?” You spoke flatly. The way your morning had been you didn’t have the energy to fake pleasantries, especially not with Minho.

“Nice dress.” You were shocked. That was the first time Minho had ever said anything that wasn’t sarcastic or borderline insulting. He complimented you, actually complimented you! You wouldn never tell him but you were glad to hear the compliment from him, you really needed it after how the morning had been. Then his eye brow quirked and that smirk crept onto his face.

“Very Little House on the Prairie chic.” He laughed at his own joke and you could feel the beginning of tears prick your eyes. You weren’t giving him the satisfaction of seeing you cry that was for damn sure. You turned and walked away from him while he called after you.

“Come on! y/n! That was...” The stairwell door slammed closed behind you, cutting Minho off.

“A joke...” Minho said, even though you were long out of ear shot. It was just a joke. When you walked past him that day you looked great in your dress but you also looked upset, well you always looked down but especially so that day. So, he tried to make you laugh.

That’s all Minho ever tried doing. Getting you to loosen up and laugh a little, you always looked so serious. When he had first seen you the day he moved in, his attempt at flirting and asking your out for dinner had epically failed. Minho had a weird sense of humor and tended to deliver his jokes rather dryly so, sometimes they came off as rude or his genuine thoughts when they were not.

Minho decided maybe it was time to try a different approach, he needed to find out something you did or you liked so he could bring that up instead of trying to land jokes that clearly, failed. He sought out the help of the old lady that lived on the same floor as the two of you. She had practically fallen in love with Minho and his three cats as soon as he had moved in.

The next time he saw her he managed to casually bring you up in conversation and she mentioned a couple of things. She knew you liked gardening with your grandfather and that he called you Poppy because it was your favorite flower. She knew you worked from home quite a bit but traveled from time to time also but she wasn’t sure what exactly you did for a living and you stuck to yourself mostly. She’d never seen any friends coming or going only your grandfather mostly and your parents on occasion.

Perfect that was the in Minho needed. The flowers. Minho did some research and found a nearby nursery that happened to have a bunch of different poppies in stock. He asked if they would set one aside for him and he left immediately to pick it up.

It was a Himalayan blue poppy apparently from what the owner of the nursery said. Minho thought it was pretty. He could see why it was your favorite. He saw a pretty blue pot that matched the color of the flower and decided to get that along with some potting soil. He would put it in the new pot and figure out a subtle way to give it to you.

When Minho got back home, he got started on transferring the plant into the new pot immediately. He had just gotten a little dirt in the pot and taken the poppy plant out of the old planter when you came walking out of the building.

You saw Minho and tried to ignore his presence as you walked past him making some kind of mess. As you started to pass him, he didn’t say anything to you. He always had a little quip to throw at you but today was the first time he didn’t. You chanced accidently getting his attention by glancing over and saw your Meconopsis Betonicifolia you had gotten rid of in his hands as he started to put it in a pot with zero drainage holes in the bottom.

You remembered exactly when you had gotten Blue, your Himalayan poppy. It was a graduation gift from your grandfather when you had finished high school and announced you would be going to university and majoring in plant biology, just like him.

When you saw Minho go to throw more dirt into the pot you walked over stopping him.

“No, no, no do you have any idea what you're doing?” Minho hadn’t heard you come out so when you walked up behind him, you caught him off guard. He wasn’t ready for you to see the plant yet and he definitely wasn’t ready for you to know it was for you.

“Wha-” You cut him off.

“There are no drainage holes in that pot, do you even have any rocks in the bottom to prevent over saturated soil and root rot? You want moist but well drained soil for that kind of plant and the soil should be acidic to neutral. You should really do your research on a plant before committing to buying one especially one as temperamental as Meconopsis Betonicifolia.” Minho looked at you absolutely gob smacked. The way you just rattled off all that information was impressive and the way you talked about plants like they were pets was endearing. Clearly gardening wasn’t just a light hobby for you.

“Holy shit what are you THE plant nerd of the whole fucking universe!?” Your face contorted, then turned into a frown and you scoffed.

“You’re such an asshole all the time, whatever, just don’t plant it in that, you’ll kill it.” You mumbled, rolled your eyes and walked away. Minho wanted to say something but everything he said always seemed to be wrong, so he just let you go. You decided you were going to do everything in your power to avoid Minho at all costs from then on. He was just so crass and teased you all the time. It was like he couldn’t be serious, or nice for that matter.

You had been successful at avoiding Minho for a whole week. Well into your second Minho free week you had been doing well. Still not great but not tormented on top of being miserable. You were doing well until your mom’s weekly dinner. Apparently a little before he had passed away, your grandfather had written you a letter. Your mother wanted to wait to give it to you until you seemed better and that night at dinner was when she decided it was time.

The letter sat on your counter, unopened. You weren’t sure if you could open it. You didn’t know if it would ever be time. It sat there for days after your mother had given it to you, taunting you.

At the end of your second Minho free week, you got a knock at your door. When you opened it, you found Blue on your door step; in the same blue pot you had told Minho wasn’t right for the plant the last day you had seen him. Had he not listened to a word you said about this pot? This plant? Or did he do it on purpose to get at you for ignoring him? It made your blood boil. You avoided him and he still managed to taunt and tease you.

You picked up the plant and brought it inside. You wanted to go over to his apartment and tell him off but you knew all that would happen is you would lose it on him and he’d get the satisfaction of seeing all his hard work pay off. No way.

You sat the plant on the counter by the letter from your grandfather and went to get in the shower. You had hoped a nice hot shower would relax you, calm the anger bubbling inside but what it did was give you more time to think, stew, and get angrier. By the time you got out of the shower you had convinced yourself you had to confront Minho RIGHT then.

You put on your kimono robe, grabbed the plant, and stormed out of your apartment to give him the ass chewing he deserved. By the time you got to his door ready to pound on it, the haze of anger had already started to lift and you stopped yourself before your fist made contact with his door.

You looked down at yourself, still half wet from your shower, in a floral silk kimono that didn’t do much to hide your... assets, holding a potted plant like a baby on your hip. You came to your senses and quickly made your way back to your own apartment. When you grabbed the handle of your door it wouldn’t turn.

“You. Have. GOT! To be SHITTING ME!” You, in the midst of your blind rage, walked out of your locked apartment with no keys and there was only one thing you could do about it without calling the super or a locksmith, both of which were timely and a head ache you didn’t want to deal with.

You walked back down to Minho’s door and knocked, still holding Blue. When Minho opened the door and saw you standing there in a little silk robe, towel dried hair, fresh faced and a little flushed from your hot shower still, his eyes went wide. When his mouth fell open to say something you put up your hand and interrupted whatever insult you were sure he was priming.

“I don’t want to hear whatever little dig you have. I’m locked out of my apartment. My patio door is unlocked I just need to climb over from yours. So please will you let me on your patio so I can get inside my apartment?” Minho kept his mouth shut while you explained. It had been two weeks since he’d seen you.

He didn’t really get to see you much to begin with and he had missed the small interactions he’d gotten with you from time to time when you started avoiding him. When you explained the situation, he didn’t hesitate to help. No matter what you had knocked on his door for he would have helped but he still tried to make a joke, make light of the situation, to break the tension.

“There is no way in hell I’m letting YOU use MY balcony.” Your face scrunched up into a disgusted look and you were just about to tell him exactly what you thought of him when he gave you that sharp eyebrow and smirk that made your blood pressure rise.

“You’re in that little robe and it’s not safe. I’m not letting YOU climb my balcony. I will climb over and unlock your door for you.” He stood there like some knight in shining armor and you pressed your lips together tightly, letting out a heavy breath through your nose.

“Okay fine, will you please just do it quickly?” Minho nodded and gave you a little salute.

“Right away Chloris.” Before you could even ask, he turned on his heels and headed towards his patio. Once you saw him climbing over you checked to make sure his door was unlocked, not about to make that mistake twice, pulled it closed and waited by your own door. Just a few seconds later you heard footsteps and then your door opened. Minho leaned against the frame, blocking the way in, looking down at you with that god damn smirk again.

“Sorry no solicitors Chloris, thank you.” He went to shut the door but stopped and opened it letting you into your apartment, grinning like the Cheshire cat. You took a deep breath trying to be nice since he just helped let you into your apartment.

“Chloris?” You asked with a disgusted look,

"What kind of name is that? It sounds like a venereal disease." Minho laughed he'd never heard you talk like that.

“Not up on your Greek mythology I see? Yes Chloris, otherwise known as Flora? The goddess of flowers?” You failed to realize he was trying to call you a goddess, only hearing snark as usual. You shrugged, wanting the interaction that had already lasted too long, in your opinion, to end.

“Alright well thanks Minho, won’t happen again.” He shut the door standing on the wrong side of it and started walking in to your apartment behind you. You set the poppy plant down on the counter by your grandfather’s note again and turned facing Minho as he stopped in front of you.

“It’s no problem if it does, happy to help, but you don’t think it’s unsafe keeping your balcony door unlocked? You know weirdos?” He wiggled his fingers at you and you rolled your eyes.

“You're the only weirdo with access so, I think I’m safe.” Minho smiled shrugging his shoulders and nodding his head back and forth in agreement. You started to walk towards your room so that you could finish drying off and put some clothes on hoping Minho would get the hit and leave with out you having to be rude.

“Well thanks agai-” Minho interrupted with a question.

“How did you get locked out in the hall with that plant again?” You froze.

“Cause see earlier after I left it on your door step, I took my garbage out and saw that you’d taken it in. So, I’m just wondering if you had already brought it inside why were you out in the hall with it?” You turned facing him again and tried to think of a quick excuse but you are a terrible liar and Minho was answering for you before you could come up with one anyway.

“You were coming to give the flower back?” Your mouth fell open a little, ready to deny the accusation but stopped. Minho looked down at the plant on the counter and saw the letter signed To Poppy from your grandfather. He picked up the letter and held it up.

“So, what’s up with all this, Poppy? Why’d you want to give the plant back? What’s the deal?” The use of your grandfather’s nickname set you off. The last bit of patience you had with Minho was now gone. The explosion that you weren’t going to give him the satisfaction of seeing was rearing its ugly head. You snatched the letter from him.

“WHAT IS YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM! Why are you SUCH a dick to me ALL THE TIME!?” Tears were welling up in your eyes and Minho stood there stunned and speechless.

“You want to know the deal, Minho?! FINE! Poppies are my favorite fucking flower, okay?! But you already guessed that huh? You got the plant! You want the real headline of the story yea?! Poppy is the nick name my grandfather gave me, my HERO! AND HE’S DEAD NOW! So yes, Minho I was bringing the plant back, the exact same plant my grandfather gave me as a gift! The plant that I TOLD you were going to kill and you proceeded to plant it in the wrong pot anyway! Yes, I was bringing back the exact same fucking plant that I already donated to a nursery ONCE! I brought it back because I don’t want to see poppies! I don’t want to hear the word, poppy! AND NO ONE GETS TO CALL ME POPPY BUT MY GRANDFATHER! ESPECIALLY NOT YOU!” You broke down crying into your hands uncontrollably and Minho felt horrible. He hadn’t realized. He was too busy trying to tease and flirt, trying to get you to loosen up.

He didn’t know you well enough to know you weren't just kind if serious and grumpy, to see that you were actually struggling, that you were grieving, that you always looked so sad because you were.

The old lady had told him were close with your grandfather and that she would see him visiting you. Only now did Minho think about the fact that, all this time, he had never once seen your grandfather visiting you. You had been on the edge, in danger of falling, and Minho had been nudging you closer and closer over that edge until you jumped.

“I’m so sorry y/n. I crossed a line, several, unknowingly but that doesn’t make it alright. I apologize. There is no excuse for it. I’m truly sorry for what I said and for hurting you and I’m... I’m sorry about your grandfather also.” You lifted your face from your hands, tears still welling in your eyes and streaking your face.

You looked up and saw Minho looking directly at you, his face was set like stone, you had never seen him so serious. The look on his face, you knew there was no teasing remark coming next, no sarcasm. He was well and truly sorry.

As mad as he had made you the last couple of months you knew it would do no good to hold a grudge with the next-door neighbor, especially when he was genuinely apologetic. You wiped you face with your hands and took a deep breath, calming yourself.

“Okay Minho. Your apology is accepted but from here on out don’t just act and talk any kind of way. Don’t make fun of the chubby nerdy neighbor girl about her weight and clothes. Just enough is enough with teasing me. Okay?” Minho frowned.

“I... my teasing was never meant to be malicious, I just wanted to make you laugh. You always look so down. I wasn’t trying to make fun of your weight or the way you dress. There’s not a thing wrong with the size you are or your clothes. I got you the poppy plant as an olive branch when I realized that I was not getting anywhere with my ‘humor’. If you look,” He picked up Blue and held it up a bit for you to see.

“After you gave me all the information about potting that plant, I drilled holes in the bottom of the pot and added a mixture of pebbles and bigger rocks for better drainage. I ordered a treatment for the soil pH too. When I had it all done, I was going to give it to you the next time I saw you, but then you started avoiding me. So, I put it on your door step. Anyway, I am clearly very bad at humor and even worse at flirting.” Your tears had completely subsided by then and you raised an eyebrow at the last part of his statement.

“Flirting?” Minho nodded and you scoffed rolling your eyes.

“Give me a break I just admitted I’m bad at it.” He pleaded. You shook your head in agreement to that statement.

“Yea I’d say telling a bigger girl that she looks like she can cook well, is probably a fairly shitty way to flirt, or telling her she looks like a pilgrim or whatever, or asking if she the biggest fucking nerd in the universe...” Minho nodded again and again putting up his hands in defeat.

“You’re right, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean any of it like that but in hindsight I can see how it all came across that way. I’m sorry I made you feel poorly about yourself. I think you’re really beautiful y/n.” You shook your head.

“You don’t have to keep apologizing Mi-what?” Minho walked towards you and grabbed one of your hands slotting his fingers between yours.

“I think you’re beautiful y/n and I’d like to spend more time with you, aside from our run ins in the hall, and get to know you better.” You gave him a small smile and considered it before squeezing his hand gently.

“Okay. But no more teasing. Alright?” Minho gave you that eyebrow smirk combo he did when he was about to say something stupid and you braced yourself. He leaned in close to your ear, his breath fanning across your neck making goosebumps prickle your skin.

“No teasing?” He asked, his free hand played with the edge of the opening of your silk robe, his fingers gently grazing the soft skin on your chest as he looked down at you with lust filled eyes. You started blushing profusely and took your bottom lip between your teeth before you moved even closer, putting your arms around Minho’s neck.

“Well maybe a little teasing wouldn’t hurt.” Minho gave you a sly smile, leaned down and kissed you. It was a sweet soft kiss, just feeling each other out at first but when Minho’s hands weaved through your hair, tilting your head for better access to your lips, things heated up quickly.

When he finally pulled away you were breathless, blush now painting your cheeks, neck and chest. His fingers toyed with the closure of you robe, slightly pulling to untie it.

“Is... is this okay? Tell me to stop if-” You cut him off.

“Don’t stop Minho.” You kissed him as he pulled more firmly on the silk tie until it totally came undone. He dropped the thin strap and ran his fingers under the fabric, sliding the shoulders of your robe down, letting it fall and pool on the floor. His fingertips ghosted your skin as he traced them down your arms, his dark eyes soaking in every curve of your full figure.

“Fuck.” He managed to finally breath out and you smiled as he held your face and kissed you again. You lead Minho to your bedroom attached to your lips the entire time his hands gripping and caressing soft supple flesh.

When you crossed the threshold to your room it was like a fire ignited in you. You pushed Minho gently and he fell down on your bed laughing. You climbed on top of him and straddled his waist as you unbuttoned his shirt before gently running your nails down his chest.

Minho’s eyes scrunched closed and he bit his lips. Every touch from you made his cock swell. You started peppering kisses down his chest as you made your way to the waist of his pants. You started to undo the button and zipper and looked up at him.

“Can I...” Minho couldn’t wait for the rest of the question before he was answering you.

“YES! FUCK YES! Whatever it is YES!” You gave him a smirk that was very similar to the one he always gave you and pulled his pants and underwear down freeing his painfully hard dick as he tossed his shirt aside and leveled the playing field, leaving him just as naked as you were.

“Tell me what you want Minho.” He looked down at you and the sight of your thick thighs straddling his body was enough to make his cock twitch.

“Oh god, fuck, suck me off beautiful. Please!” You licked your palm and wrapped your fingers around his hard on.

“Suck on this?” You asked as you blew air on his cock and watched him twitch in your hands. Minho nodded with his eyes closed, gripping his hair with both hands.

“Please.” You took him into your mouth and he let out heavy breath.

“Fuck.” You sucked and slid up and down his length taking more into your mouth each time. Minho pushed your hair to the other side of your face so that his view wasn’t obstructed and he could see you suck him off.

“So pretty, feels so good y/n.” You hummed around Minho’s cock in appreciation of his praise and he groaned letting his head fall back into the sheets.

He looked back down at you and cupped the side of your neck, running his thumb along your cheek as you continued bobbing up and down his cock. You started stroking what you couldn’t take, sucking and licking Minho’s dick while you did.

“Fuck baby I’m gonna cum, don’t stop.” You hummed and started rotating your wrist as you jerked him off and focused on sucking the tip of his cock and teasing it with your tongue.

“That’s it! Yes! Fuck can I cum on your lips gorgeous?” You puckered your lips and rubbed the head of his cock against them as you stroked him faster. You felt his warm seed covering your lips as he climaxed, his cum dripping off them, down your chin, back on to Minho’s crotch and thighs.

“Holy... oh my god. How are you so good at that?!” He laughed and huffed out deep breaths coming down from his orgasm. You grabbed some tissue from your night stand and wiped your chin off, laying down next to Minho and handing him some tissue as well so he could clean himself up. Tissues were tossed in the trash and suddenly Minho was on you kissing you again, groping you.

“Time to return the favor kitten.” You melted into the bed as Minho left a wake of kisses down your soft tummy towards your dripping cunt.

“So wet, all for me.” Were his only words before sliding his tongue between your folds making sure to get a good taste of you. He started with light teasing flicks of his tongue against your clit, then his tongue, flat, lapped at you like a thirsty animal.

“Mmm right there Minho, mm yes harder.” Minho pressed his face into your pussy and slurped and licked at you, taking two of his fingers and sliding them inside you as he did.

“FUCK Min-Minho! God please just fuck me already!” Minho hummed and pulled away still curling and pumping his fingers in and out of you.

“Cum for me first kitten, wanna taste you, cum on my face and I’ll fuck you so good baby.” He attacked your clit with firm quick flicks of his tongue, the tips of his fingers hitting your g-spot with precision. It was the groan and humming against your cunt that sent you reeling into another galaxy.

“OH My god! I’m coming Min fuck! I’m coming!” He gently kitten licked you through the tremors and aftershocks of your orgasm before placing a gentle kiss on your pussy and crawling back up to kiss your lips.

“Such a good kitty coming just like I said, God my cock is so hard right now hearing your pretty moans. Are you ready for it kitten?” You pulled him down into another passionate kiss and whispered against his lips.

“There’s condoms in my bed side table.” Minho leaned over and pulled the drawer open, fishing around blindly until he felt the box of condoms. He took one out ripped the package and rolled the rubber down his shaft before slotting himself between your thick thighs again.

“God this pussy is so pretty baby, so wet, can’t wait to fill it up.” You bit your bottom lip and spread your legs more for him. Minho took his cock and ran it up and down your slit, collecting your juices. He rubbed the tip over your clit that was still a sensitive from your last orgasm, making you clench around nothing.

“Please Min stick it in, fuck, I need you.” Minho cooed at you and leaned down to kiss you as he slid his cock inside you making you moan out as he filled you.

“Ohohoh fuck kitten, you’re soft all over, god...fuck!” Minho sat up, gripped your cushy hips and started to slowly sink into you deeper until his cock was buried deep in you.

“Please move Minho! Fuck me baby!” He would do anything you asked to stay locked inside your warm soft walls. He slowly started sliding his cock in and out of you, rolling his hips trying to hit that one spot inside you that made you crazy, make you melt on his cock.

“So sexy underneath me like this kitten, taking all of me. ” He started fucking you harder

“Fuck your tits look so good bouncing every time I pound into you.” He grabbed both of your full breasts, squeezing gently. Minho’s hands slid back down your sides to your waist, then under you. He pulled you up into a kneeling position, his cock still inside you, now impossibly deep.

“Oh Min-fuck so big... gah! So good, feels so good!” One of Minho’s arms stayed wrapped around your waist holding your plush body against his as the other cupped your jaw, making you look him in the eyes while you took his cock deeper than you thought possible.

“Go on kitty, move for me.” You did as you were told and started rotating your hips as you slid back and forth on Minho’s dick.

“Good kitten, fuck yes just like that. Ride me.” The position you were in made it so Minho’s cock never stopped rubbing against your g spot and you thought your body might combust.

“Minho kiss me.” He could never deny you or resist your lips. He pulled you in and kissed you, his tongue sliding against yours, messy and wet, sucking your bottom lip into his mouth before gently pulling at it with his little front bunny teeth.

He pushed his forehead against yours and his free hand, not holding you against him, gripped your squishy hip tightly making you grind on his cock faster.

“I’m gonna cum Min fuuuck please, make me cum baby.” Minho grunted as he started matching your rhythm giving you small deep thrusts as you rode him hard. A roll of Minho’s hips and your body was lit on fire with ecstasy. Your eyes rolled back in your head and your body went lip as you came hard on his cock.

Both his arms wrapped around you pulling you in, your soft breasts pressed against his firm chest, your sweat mingling as he worked you through your climax. You started coming down slowly, rolling your hips against his still. He threaded his hands through your hair and pulled you in for a sweet kiss. Plump lips pushed together and then pecked again and again.

“You’re so fucking sexy y/n god damn. Coming like that just... FUCK! I didn’t think I could get any harder. You look like you just ascended and came back a blushing angel.” You wrapped your arms around Minho trying to pull him closer although it didn’t seem possible and kissed him.

“Can I cum on you beautiful?” He kissed you so sweetly considering what he just asked while being buried balls deep inside you.

“Where do you want to cum baby?” Minho licked his lips at the ideas of where he’d cum on you going through his head but only had one in mind right then.

“Your tummy? I want you to keep sliding your wet pussy against my cock until I cum all over your sexy soft tummy.” You lifted your hips up enough allowing Minho’s dick to slide out of you.

You grabbed it, slid the condom off him, and pressed the tip of his cock up against your cunt, your hand pressing it firmly against you causing the most delicious friction for not just Minho but you too.

Minho pulled you close again your bodies pressed together. You held onto him tightly both arms wrapped around his neck fingers tugging the hair at his nape as his cock was pressed between you both.

“Fuck kitten I’m gonna cum.” You were panting rubbing yourself against Minho harder.

“God me to Min fuck! Fuck!” Minho could feel your pussy clenching even though he wasn’t inside you and you came the third time that night.

You felt warm spurts of thick cum start to paint your belly as Minho came on you, the way your cunt quivered around him being too much for him and finally pushing him over the edge. More streaks of cum shot from the tip of his cock across your belly and landing on his.

His seed kept leaking from his tip and dripped down your stomach. Once you were covered in Minho’s cum you fell back on your bed breathing heavy and laughing. Minho rolled and fell on his back next to you laughing as well.

“That was so much cum Minho look at me I’m covered.” Minho snaked his arms around you and pulled you close.

“I’ve got some on me too. We should probably shower.” He suggested as he nibbled your ear and neck. You giggled and shook your head, jumping up from the bed and racing to the bathroom, Minho fast on your heels.

You and Minho laid in your bed holding each other after washing each other and fucking in the shower again. You laid in the dark in a comfortable silence, soothed by each other's slow deep breaths. Suddenly a question hit Minho that he had to know the answer to.

“Oh yeah! How the hell do you know so much about poppies?” You laughed at the sudden question.

“I’m a botanist but poppy plants are my specific field of study. I wrote the book on it.” Minho laughed this time.

“I’d say so the way you rattled off all that info!” You shook your head laughing even harder and Minho looked like a confused kitty cat.

“No Minho I literally wrote the book on it. The current textbook used for plant science courses was written by me.” Minho quickly grabbed his cell phone and pulled up Google. When he typed in your name and saw all the awards and honors you had received in your field as well as the book you wrote, his jaw dropped.

“Damn so you really ARE THE plant nerd of the whole fucking universe.” You pinched Minho’s arm and he laughed tossing his phone and pulling you close again, kissing you and relaxing back.

That little google search sparked a slew of questions from the both of you. You carried on talking about anything and everything like two kids at a slumber party until you drifted off to sleep. You’d never had anything like that before with someone.

In the middle of the night, you woke up and couldn’t get yourself to fall back asleep. You sat up and looked over at Minho who was still sleeping peacefully and you couldn’t help but shake your head at the turn of events and how you had ended up there.

Even though it definitely didn’t start the best, in the end, you were happy that everything with Minho happened because it led you to where the two of you were now. As you sat there in your dark room you thought of the unopened letter your grandfather left you sitting on the counter.

You got up and walked into the kitchen, grabbed it and went back to your bed. When you crawled back in you sat crossed legged and Minho shifted, turned over towards you and wrapped his arms around your waist squeezing your soft body, sound asleep. You looked at the letter in your hands. You were still apprehensive but if now wasn’t the time, it never would be.

You turned on the small reading lamp by your bed and tore open the envelope that held the last words your grandfather left for you before dying. You took a deep breath preparing yourself and read.

Dear Poppy,

My sweet little poppy plant. I am so proud of you and the amazingly talented and beautiful woman you have grown to be. You are by far the most precious flower I tended to in my garden. I found the radio station for the college you’re speaking at. They’re going to broadcast your lecture and I’m going to listen to you while I lay here and maybe I’ll learn something from the smartest scientist I know.

I know you don’t want to hear this next part Poppy but you have to and I hope you won’t be too angry with me but, I knew. I knew today would happen while you were gone. I could feel it coming. The selfish part of me wants you here with me now but I’m glad you’re not here Poppy plant, because I want you to remember us in the green house and in the garden. I didn’t want this to be your last memory with me.

You had to go, speak, and show everyone else what I already know. That you are brilliant, amazing and beautiful. y/n, promise you’ll try to be happy. Your happiness is all I want. So, think of me when you see the poppies, think of me when you see Blue. I’ll always be with you my little Poppy plant.

Love always,

Your Pop

You choked back a sob as tears streamed down your face. Your body shuddered as you cried and it woke Minho. He sat up quickly holding your face gently in his hands.

“What is it? What’s wrong?” You held up the opened letter and he understood immediately. Minho held you and let you cry it all out.

When you were done you explained what you had read in the letter to him. How your grandfather had listened to you on the radio up until the moment he passed and how he told you he wanted you to remember him.

You thanked Minho for saving Blue from the nursery, even if he hadn’t known what it meant to you when he did it, because it meant you still had that piece of your grandfather. You both laid back in bed. Minho holding you, your head resting against his chest listening to his beating heart and it was the first time you really felt okay since your grandfather had died.

“Minho?” He squeezed you, kissed the top of your head and hummed.

“You can call me Poppy.”

*magnoliophyta- a division of plants comprising flowing plants that produce seeds enclosed in an ovary.

*tracheophyta- a division of plants comprising green plants with a vascular system that contains tracheids or tracheary.

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fingerless-glovez · 2 years ago

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College au part 2

Guy

• Majoring in political science and government

• Genuinely interested in politics, just isn't as intense about it as Roc

• Wants to be friends with people but Roc said "no"

• Not like most people want to be real friends to him anyway, especially not in his course

• Is currently being pressured to accept a political marriage, but would rather marry for love (sap)

• Jasper is the only one who understands

Dia

• Majoring in botany

• Attends all of his classes virtually

• Has a mushroom farm in his room

• He sings to them to help them grow. Aquia is sworn to secrecy about it

• Has Lou wrapped around his finger

• Found a snake in the bushes, named it Linos, and it is now his pet. Lou was unsuccessful in convincing him to put Linos back outside

• Is this grounds for expulsion? Yes. Does Lou expel him? Nope. Why? Because Dia is why

Sherry

• Majoring in human resources services

• Wants to create more positive workplaces, especially for women

• The only mentally stable person in this goddamn school

• Student council president (thanks, chirp!)

• Ya gurl beat out both Guy and Toa, who were competing for the position and tied for runners-up

• Probably helps that she had the power of baked goods (and Grayson's supervision) on her side

Aquia

• Majoring in botany

• Works at a flower shop

• Poor boy just wants to make friends and study plants but everyone just wants to use him to get in with Guy

• Lack of familial affection go brrr

• Roc doesn't give a shit about his younger sons

• Guy is always busy and has no interest in Aquia's life

• Rahm is too busy trying to make Aquia Roc's successor to notice that he clearly doesn't want to be in politics and loves his brother too much to take his dreams

• Zev is the only one who keeps in regular contact with him, but he's more interested in telling him all about his problems with class, homework, girls, y'know, typical high school stuff. He also asks a lot about how Guy is doing before taking any interest in Aquia

• Fluent in Floriography (language of the flowers)

• Tends to the garden on the school roof at night

• Rio runs into him up there and notices how well cared for the flowers look, and also that Aquia is really sad. They are now gardening buddies

Jasper

• "Majoring" in hospitality

• Isn't actually here to further a career. Roc sent him with Guy as a spy to make sure no one is plotting to sabotage either Guy or the family as a whole

• Works at the same bar as Lance

• NOT a r**ist, and he does NOT do that shit he did in his consort route

• He just listens in on conversations while making drinks (that have NOT been drugged or spiked in any way) and serving people

• He's that one asshole that corrects people's grammar when they text him

• If you don't text like you're writing a government document he will copy your message and correct it

Violet: is anyone free on saturday. i accidentally bought an extra movie ticket and mc fenn and sherry said there all gonna be busy

Jasper: *Is anyone free on Saturday? I've accidentally bought an extra movie ticket, and MC, Fenn and Sherry said they're all going to be busy.

Jasper: I'll be available on Saturday. What movie are we seeing?

Violet: Die.

• May or may not be fucking Guy and Fenn on the side, who knows

Violet

• Majoring in fashion design

• Doesn't care for the designs you would see at a Met Gala and knows how to create things that are good looking and practical but also unique

• Also makes her own accessories

• MC is her usual model

• Met Fenn in high school

• Apparently the guy she'd been dating was two-timing her with Fenn. She was super mad at him at first, but Fenn offered to help dish out some revenge

• He's her wingman and shoulder to cry on when she gets rejected

• Regular at Lance and Jasper's bar

• She dated Jasper for a while until realized he was using a fake identity to spy on her and her friends, and she's hated his guts ever since

• The only reason she still talks to him is because they're in the same friend group as the other valets

• If Jasper corrects her grammar in the group chat one more time, she's stealing his glasses and replacing his normal pens with invisible ink pens. Then we’ll see how good his grammar is

Tino

• Majoring in hospitality

• Works part-time at his family's hotel

• He and Lynt have been best friends since childhood because their fathers are also friends and business partners

• He used to "help" Lynt with all his school work (did most of it for him). He can't really do that anymore since they’re in different majors

• Gets Lynt out of bed every morning. And makes dinner every night. And cleans the dorm. And does the dishes...

• Okay, Lynt does eventually start picking up the slack when he realizes the ungodly amount of work Tino does

• This boy has not had a full night's sleep since the 3RD GRADE

• Like bro do you need to cram every single night?

• Half the time he passes out at his desk studying. Sometimes he'll fall asleep in a common room or something, and someone has to take him back to his room

• It is because of this that Lynt has taken special interest in researching insomnia

• Has to be dragged out by the valets to take a break from doing literally everything all the time

Tino: "B-But I have to study for my skills test-"

Knight: "You mean your skills test that's 3 months away and you've been cramming for since you started the course? Dude, you need a life and you're coming to the arcade with us."

• Definitely got shoved into his locker in high school

• That's what he gets for trying to mind his own business and not bother anyone in a fucking high school

Lou

• Headmaster of the academy

• Has a Ph.D in education

• Is fully aware that he has several politicians' children in his school and that he's being spied on

• Guess what? He's spying on them, too

• He's part of a political party called Iritium and is gathering information on his competition through their children

• Guy, Toa, and Lance's rooms are bugged with microphones. He knows Christoph is living with Lance, but to avoid raising suspicion, he doesn't do anything about it yet

• He's still debating whether or not to bug Aquia's room because Dia is his roommate and he'd rather not invade his privacy

• Prank wars are common at the academy, but he has reigned as prank king since his own school years and he refuses to be dethroned

• Has two doves in his office, Phinney and Nix

• There have been many occasions where someone would pass by his office and see him having a full conversation with them

• He once argued with Phinney while MC sat right across from him. He lost

#court of darkness #guy avari #dia akedia #sherry invidia #jasper lane #violet muller #tino maes #court of darkness lou

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ashanoir · 2 months ago

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morgana-larkin · 1 year ago

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Alright, here’s part 2 of Cool Your Fire! It’s way shorter than the previous chapter, I’ll never know the length of them, it’s just whatever comes out and where I feel I should end it. If you wish to be added to my taglist then let me know! Requests for one shots are open! Not edited in the slightest and I hope you like it!

Cool Your Fire - Part 2

Warnings: slight angst then fluff

Words: 3.3k

Marilyn is tending the outside garden when she sees you across the field with Enid and your second roommate, Wednesday Addams. It’s been a week since you two kissed and you’ve completely avoided her. She’ll admit that it stings but knows that it’s probably for the best that way. She still eats her lunch at the table where you are but she sits beside other people instead. She’s thankful you’re still ok with her sitting there, considering all the other teachers ignore her.

She watches as you and Enid show Wednesday around the field. She watches you longingly and sighs heavily as she gets back to planting. She knows she’ll have to introduce herself to Wednesday soon, she’s been avoiding it, knowing you’ll be there, but she has a duty as the dorm mom.

She thinks about you and how you used to help her sometimes after classes end or how engaged you used to be in class. Now you haven’t stopped by after classes at all and you barely engage in her class anymore. When she sees you and Enid in the front row in class, you don’t smile anymore, at least not at her, never at her anymore.

A couple hours later, you’re sitting on your bed, doing your botany homework while Wednesday is typing her story, when Enid walks in. You just watch as the two of them argue and you’re about to break it up when the door opens. You all look to see Marilyn walk in. Enid knows what happened between you and Marilyn, you told her and she swore to keep it a secret.

“Hello girls, oh sorry about the mud!” She says as she enters, carrying a plant. She turns back around from closing the door and sees Enid and Wednesday standing there, Enid looking proud and Wednesday glaring at her. She then sees you on your bed with a notebook and the botany textbook, she looks at you sadly for a second then switches her attention back to the other two. She then looks down and notices the room split up in 3 even ways with black tape. “Is this a bad time?” She asks and the two just stare. She then walks up to them and introduces herself to Wednesday. “I’m Ms. Thornhill, your dorm mom. Apologies I wasn’t here to greet you when you arrived. I trust Enid has given you the old Nevermore welcome.” She says.

“She’s been smothering with hospitality. I hope to return the favour… in her sleep.” Wednesday deadpans and Enid looks at her shocked.

Marilyn switches the conversation, she gives the black dahlia to Wednesday and goes over the house rules. “That means keep your claws to yourself and no smothering people in their sleep. Are we clear?” She finishes and they just stare at her. “Great talk!” She says and goes to leave. She spares a glance towards you when she opens the door and then exits and closes the door behind her.

Wednesday goes back to writing her novel while Enid goes to make sure you’re ok. “Ya I’m fine Enid, thanks.” You tell her and then Wednesday stops to look at you.

“The tension between you and Ms. Thornhill is noticeable. If you wish to keep it a secret, I suggest you stop looking at each other.” She says very monotone and you both look at her.

“What tension?” You ask her with a glare. She sees you won’t admit anything then goes back to writing her novel.

You and Enid go to the cafeteria in the morning for breakfast while Wednesday does, who knows what. You see Marilyn at the table, chatting with Yoko and some other fangs. Enid rubs your arm to provide comfort and you give her an appreciative look.

“Hey guys!” Enid says as you both reach the table and everyone looks at you.

“Hi to you both.” Yoko tells you and straightens her sunglasses.

“Up partying late last night?” You tease her and she sticks her tongue out of you and you giggle. You then see a free space beside Marilyn and one across from her, Enid goes to sit beside Marilyn when Ajax comes up and talks to her.

“Fire starter, come sit here.” Yoko tells you and pats the spot next to her and Marilyn. To not raise suspicion to anyone, you go and take a seat there.

You see Marilyn looking down and continues eating when you walk over to sit beside her. Ajax leaves and Enid looks over to see you sitting beside Marilyn and gives you an apologetic glance.

“So any plans this weekend?” Marilyn asks everyone.

Enid is the first to pipe up. “Yes! Y/n, Yoko and I are going to Jericho today to search for costumes for the Poe cup!” Enid squeals and you roll your eyes.

“I think we should also finish on the boat too.” You tell Enid and she smiles.

“That too.” She agrees.

“Well I’m sure you’ll make Ophelia Hall proud.” Marilyn tells you all with a smile. You all continue with breakfast and chatting. Marilyn finishes her breakfast first and excuses herself. “Well I’ll see you all later. I have a few plants to tend to before I also have to stop at Jericho later.” She says and gets up. She quickly brushes her hand on your back and you widen your eyes slightly.

Later on you all get on the shuttle to go to Jericho. You see Enid sitting and chatting with Yoko and see the only free seat left is beside Marilyn. You sigh and then go and sit beside her. The shuttle then starts and Marilyn tries to make conversation with you.

“So how have you been?” She asks you quietly and you glare at her and then look away from her. She takes a deep breath before trying again. “Are you planning to avoid me for the rest of the school year?” She asks and you turn to look at her.

“I’m not avoiding you, we have a normal teacher- student relationship. I mean, that’s what you wanted isn't it?” You ask with a snip to your voice and she sighs.

“Y/n, I never meant to hurt you, you must know that.”

“Ya well I never expected to get feelings for my teacher.” You tell her and look at your hands. She leans in closer to you so no one else can overhear.

“I never expected to get feelings for a student.” She tells you and you look upset. She goes to reach for your hand to provide comfort and you move your hands away from her and she brings her hands back to herself.

“What are you doing?” You ask her, with anger lacing your words.

“I was trying to comfort one of my students.” She tells you and you huff.

“Well don’t, I don’t need your comfort.” You say and cross your arms.

Before either of you can say anything else, the shuttle arrives and everyone gets off.

“What were you and Marilyn talking about?” Enid asks you.

“Nothing, she was just apologising and wondering if I’m going to avoid her for the rest of the school year.” You tell her.

“Well maybe she still wants to be around you.” Enid tells you.

“I doubt it, she just feels bad about what happened, that’s all.” You say to her.

Unknown to you, Enid saw there was 2 spots available when she got on the shuttle a minute before you did. She wanted you and Marilyn to talk for a week now as she saw how hurt you both were and saw the perfect opportunity. She sat next to Yoko so that you’d be forced to sit next to Marilyn and hoping that at least Marilyn would start a conversation with you, and she was right.

“Well what did you tell her?” Enid pushes for information.

“I told her I’m not avoiding her, we just have a normal student- teacher relationship, and that she doesn’t need to try to comfort me.” You tell her and she scoffs.

“You are avoiding her though.” Enid stated and you sighed.

“I know. And even after everything, she still wants to be friends with me.”

“Did she tell you that?” Enid asked and you nodded. “Then what’s stopping you?”

“The fact that I want to be more than friends. Everytime I see her, all I think about is the kiss.” You tell her with a sigh.

“Maybe if you spend time with her again then maybe you’ll want to be near her again.” Enid suggests and you sigh.

“Maybe.”

“She wasn’t wrong when she told you those things, if you got caught.” Enid states and you sigh again.

“I know, but I think we would be able to hide it.” You tell her and she snorts.

“Hate to break it to you but you can’t hide anything.” Enid says and chuckles as you gasp.

“I could hide things.”

“I found out you had a crush on her after being in the same room with you two for 5 minutes.” She counters and you pout.

You and Enid end up finding the perfect cat costumes for the Poe cup and then you celebrate at the Weathervane. When you and Enid are sipping your drinks and eating the donuts you ordered, Marilyn walks in and goes to the counter.

She didn’t notice you were in there until she heard you laugh and she turned around after ordering her coffee. Once she got her coffee she went to take a seat to the table closest to the counter and took her phone out.

“You should go talk to her.” Enid suggests quietly and you sigh.

“What would I even say?” You tell her just as quietly. “Sorry we kissed twice and you I know you rejected me and I’ve ignored you for a week but maybe we could be friends?” You said and crossed your arms.

“Twice? I thought it was only once.” She says and you blush.

“Maybe I can’t keep a secret.” You state and she rolls her eyes.

“It was that time she came to help you with your homework wasn’t it?” She asks and you nod. “I knew something happened.” She says and then goes back to the point. “Ok you can say something like that but more subtle.” She says and you nod.

“Ok, I could do this.” You try to prepare yourself and she nods and smiles at you.

“You can do this.” She agrees with you.

You get up with your coffee and make your way over to her table. “Mind if I sit here?” You ask her and she whips her head up at you and knits her eyebrows together in confusion.

“I thought you were avoiding me.” She says softly.

“I was, but I figured I avoided you long enough.” You tell her.

“You can sit if you want.” She states and you sit across from her. She smiles at being able to talk to you again without having to force it.

“I’ve been ok btw.” You say and she looks at you in confusion. “You asked me how I’ve been on the bus.” You clarify and she nods her head. “How have you been?” You ask her and she frowns.

“I’ve been better.” She tells you and you nod.

“You were right btw.” You start and she tilts her head at you. “If we were caught then you could lose everything in your life.” You say to her and she looks down at her coffee.

“I’ve been thinking about that actually.” She starts and looks back up at you and whispers. “I want to be with you. This entire week I’ve been thinking about you and how I might have lost you.” She states and you think you stopped breathing for a second. Was she really saying what you think she was saying. “If you still want to be with me then we can try. But just so you know, it won’t be easy and we’ll have to be extremely careful.” She tells you and you nod.

“I still want to be with you. And I know we’ll have to be careful for 5 months, until I turn 18.” You tell her and she smiles.

“Perfect.” She tells you and leans back into the booth. “I’ll see you at the greenhouse later then.” She says with a wink. She then gets up and leaves.

Enid comes bouncing over and sits where Marilyn was sitting. “I heard the last part, does that mean you’re friends again since you’re helping her with her plants like you did before?” She questions you and you nod. You get on the shuttle a few hours later to go back to Nevermore and you sit beside Marilyn again.

“Hi.” She tells you with a smile.

“Hi.” You reply back with, matching her smile.

“I’ll be at the greenhouse in 2 hours so you can come by then if you want.” She tells you.

“Of course I’ll be there.” You tell her and then you take her hand and hold it without anyone noticing. She rubs your hand with her thumb soothingly and you smile at her.

A couple hours later you make your way to the greenhouse and you open the door. You see Marilyn tending to the tulip you got her and you smile. You close the door and make your way over to her.

“Hey.”

“Hey Y/n.” She tells you softly with a smile.

“I see you like the tulip I gave you.” You say and she looks at you surprised.

“You’re the one that gave this to me?” She asks and then you remembered that you gave it to her secretly.

“Ya, you gave me 2 flowers so I thought I would give one to you.” You explain and her smile widens as well as a blush makes its way on her face.

“Well thank you for the tulip, it’s beautiful. And I gave you 3 flowers.” She admits and you tilt your head in confusion. “That white camellia, I gave that to you but I thought it would be better if you thought another student gave it to you.” She says and you widen your eyes a bit.

“Well thank you, all the flowers you gave are beautiful.” You tell her and you couldn’t help it, you leaned forward and kissed her. To your surprise and delight, she kissed you back. You missed her kisses, even though you only had 2 of them and it was a week ago, you still missed them. You didn’t know that you would ever have the chance to kiss her again. Marilyn pulled back after a few seconds.

“We shouldn’t be doing this here, someone could wake in at any moment. And not to mention, there’s windows” She says and you look down a bit disappointed. She puts her finger under your chin and gets you to look at her. “Hey, I didn’t say that I didn’t want to kiss you, simply that we shouldn’t do it where we can get caught.” She tells you and you sigh.

“I know, I just like kissing you, is all.” You tell her and she smiles softly at you.

“Well I like kissing you as well.” She says and you beam. “Once I’m done tending to the plants then maybe I can take you to my room and we can kiss there. If you want too, I mean.” She says and you nod your head.

“I’d like that.” You tell her with a giddy smile on your face. “I’ll help you with the plants so it’ll go faster.” You tell her slyly and she shakes her head at you with a smile.

You help her tend to the plants and you two sometimes brush hands together or arms. At one point she playfully hip bumps you and you do it right back to her. After an hour, you were watering one of the plants and she comes up behind you and wraps her arms around your waist and leans her head on your shoulder. You put the watering can down when you’re done and turn your head to look at her.

“Ready to go to my room?” She asks you and you place your hands on hers and lean back into her and hum.

“Ya, your lips are so kissable.” You tell her and then lean towards her lips and kiss her. She pulls back after a couple seconds with a smile on her face.

“Then let's go!” She says with a bounce to her step and pulls you with her. You let her pull you and you giggled a bit at her enthusiasm.

You got to her room and she takes her key out to unlock it. You both go into her room and she closes and locks the door behind her. When she’s locking it you take a look around her place and it’s beautiful. Her room was about half the size of you and Enid’s as she’s only one person but it seems she doesn’t need more space.

She’s got a queen size bed in the middle on the other side of the room, and a nightstand on both sides of it. She’s got a dresser beside her walk in closet on the right and a full bathroom on the left. On her dresser she has a few pictures of people, you assume her family. All around the room are various types of flowers and plants decorating the room in a way that’s so her.

“It’s not much but I like it.” She tells you as she saw you looking around.

“I think it’s perfect, and very you.” You tell her and she smiles. She then walks up to you, places a hand behind your head, the other on your waist and kisses you. You kiss her back, now without any fear of someone catching you. You let your hands explore her body, the feel of it and you can’t get enough of it. You feel her hands explore yours too and you can’t help but smile into the kiss, she wants you just as much as you want her. Then she suddenly pulls back.

“I would love to keep kissing you but I want to do this right as well, well as right as we could do. They won’t stop a student and teacher from forming a friendship, if what they see is only a friendship. So we could have dates together as long as we don’t show any intimacy.” She explains and you look at her with a smile.

“And when would we do these little dates?” You ask her and she tilts her head to think about it.

“We could have little lunch or supper dates, or even do walks together after school, or even when we’re tending to the plants.” She says.

“One issue about those lunch and supper dates.” You start and she looks at you confused. “We usually sit with Enid, Yoko and other fangs.” You state and she hums.

“Well you might have to explain a reason why we’ll sometimes have lunch by ourselves.” She says to you and you roll your eyes.

The next day you wake up with a smile on your face and you also feel a little off.

“Morning y/n!” Enid says as she comes bouncing out of the bathroom.

“Morning Enid.” You tell her and you sit up. You then put a hand to your forehead as you got a little lightheaded and dizzy.

“You ok?” Enid asks as she saw.

“Ya, probably just got up too fast.” You explain to her as the sudden dizziness went away. You stretch a bit then take the covers off of you then stand up on wobbly legs.

You take one step and the world goes black.

#marilyn thornhill x reader #marilyn thornhill #x reader #fanfic #wednesday netflix

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milogreer · 6 months ago

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36. DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS? WHAT ARE/WERE THEY LIKE?

somi khan. eldest by three years. was so excited to have a baby brother, and that feeling stayed his whole life. a lot of the time, wherever somi went, so did omen - even when somi’s friends questioned why his kid brother was always around, somi would just affectionately call him his shadow, ruffle his hair, and move on.

somi had the typical “eldest child” role of being the one their parents had the highest expectations for. he struggled with the weight of it all, the schoolwork and the extracurriculars and the responsibilities, but he always made time to fool around with omen.

while omen had friends his age, somi was the one he went to about anything and everything. he helped omen with his homework, took him to school when he’d oversleep, they want to see new movies together, helped him sort out his sexuality crisis & was working on the gender crisis, was the only one who didn’t immediately dismiss omen when he started talking about his visions (he didn’t believe them, but he didn’t think omen was crazy. he just thought they were dreams stemming from a fear of death, potentially due to a grandparent or something dying around the same time). anyway, he always tried to be the best big brother he could be and as a result, he was omen’s best friend.

i think. he wanted to major in botany when he went to college 💭 <- just made this up on the spot. i think somi being good with plants and omen being good with computers is a really fun .. contrast?? idk the word. but anyways. somi did a lot of different things, but his passion was botany. he spent a lot of time outside in the garden and tried multiple times to get omen to join him, but omen does not have a green thumb and wasn’t interested in sitting outside for long periods of time digging in the dirt when he could’ve been riding his bike or playing a video game.

somi was funny, ambitious to a fault, likely a people-pleaser (or at least a parent-pleaser), maybe a little reckless sometimes, could lie surprisingly well (covered omen’s ass a few times this way), arrogant wrt his own intelligence, a role model, a loving brother and best friend. and he’s the reason omen is who he is, both the good and bad parts.

#sweetheart.txt #oc tag #somi #omen #the qotd that broke morgan 🫡 need this for omen’s blog

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streamdotpng · 2 years ago

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She's the man au, it's all fluffy right? Yeah. We like it that way. Cause if it wasn't, someone would die.

It could be Yoko, going into the woods late at night searching for Enid, she needed help on the Divina front. There was something super important about Enid needed to help her with to woo Divina. The vampire knows that Enid likes to take walks at night outside, she just doesn't know where. So she walks and walks, sometimes calling out Enids name, but she was on the opposite side of campus from the werewolf. The hyde was on the opposite side of campus from the werewolf. Enid likes to take her walks circling the school. But she didn't know to run, and so she was too late. There is a funeral held at midnight a week from then.

It could be Ajax, on his way to Jericho for a snack restock. He walks through the woods as the bus only runs on weekends, today was tuesday. He totes should have worn a another layer like Enid had told him to, it was freaking cold. As he walks a deer darts across his path, he watches it. He keeps moving. Why'd it have to be his turn buying snacks, it's freakin windy! He gets to the general store, and buys several bags of snacks. Enough to last the week. He texts Enid that he's "got the goods and trudging back". He gets half way until the forest is dead quiet. Another student on their way to Jericho finds the mess. And a funeral is held a week later.

It could be Bianca, running out of the fencing room after loosing against Wednesday again. She runs from the room and makes it to her dorm before she remembers she hadn't changed out of her fencing uniform yet, so she looks around her closet for something to change into. She finds her swimming gear and remembers how nice the waters are this time of year. She changes to some loose clothes with her swim gear underneath, deciding to leave her phone this time. She gets to the lake and takes a dip. It's relaxing, helps cool her head after Wednesday's nasty win. She's getting out when she spots a rabit, limping toward her from a bush. It seems to be wounded, a jagged mark across it's back. She watches is slowly exhale it's last breath. But she still hears breathing. Wednesday comes looking for her for a rematch. They hold the funeral a week later.

It could be Xavier, heading to the art shed after being embarrassed by Enid yet again. He just needed to paint away his anger and embarrassment. That would get rid of this blush. So he goes there and he paints. He paints Enid of course, he tries to paint himself besting the werewolf. It never looks right, something is always off about the painting. He does a solo portrait of his rival in love, and it is stunning. He needed to get some air, these paint fumes must be getting to him. So he takes a walk around his hut. He brings his notepad and pencil, maybe he'll draw something. He comes across a fallen tree. That's new, this tree was healthy yesterday. He draws it. Then he sees something in the distance. Eyes. And they're gone. He heads back to the hut. Grabs the handles. The doors are clawed up when Weems goes to the shed looking for him. They hold a funeral a week later.

It could be rowan, running late to his study session with Enid. He had wanted to grab some of the local plants to identify for their botany homework, Thornhill loved it when they provided samples. And he knew the best place to get the good stuff, having accidentally stumbled on it when helping set up the poe cup a year before. So he was coming back from crackstones crypt when he heard a rumble coming from up ahead, so obviously he rushed to get back to the crypt. Sprinting through the woods, he twisted his ankle just outside the crypt. He just barely gets in. Barely a grasp on the door. His control was slipping. He sobs and his telekinesis breaks. The door opens, and bugeyes stare at him. An unsuspecting couple find him just outside the crypt, not a drop of blood inside. They hold a funeral one week later.

It could be many, any of them. But not Wednesday, never her. Enid would save her. Right? It's not like the psychic would go foraging with Eugene, they go a little too far. And now it's dark, and there seems to be something circling them. Wednesday times it, has her knife ready in her sleeve. She can feel their stalker closing in. She whispers to Eugene, "when i say run, you run like your life depends on it". He looks confused, but then Wednesday whips around. "Shit, Run!!", and Eugene runs. He never disobeys Wednesday when she sounds like that. He sprints all the way back to the school, only looking back once he gets inside those walls. He finds a teacher and tells them what happened, Enid over hears. She practically flies through that forest, tracking Eugene's smell all the way back to a bleeding, half dead Wednesday leaning against a tree. By the time the staff get there, it's too late. They hold a funeral. One. Week. Later.

>:3

STOP

WHY IS THERE A POTENTIAL HYDE?? OR A SERIAL KILLER D:

thats horrible mate, i love the repeating in "they hold a funeral one week later" very ominous, very SDKAJDJASDLKA

then the way it starts getting more and more descriptive the more you read. That's horrible dude, good job :)

BUT SERIOUSLY, TYLER IS JUST WORKING IN THE SCHOOL CAFETERIA IN THIS AU. He aint that bad of a guy here, he's vibing. Then the way you got enid to watch as the girl she likes literally bleeds out infront of her, thats just cruel

#writing #she's the man au

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insolitus-academy · 2 years ago

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♚ // Face Claim Full name Face Claim: Byun Baekhyun Group/Band/Occupation: Exo Nationality: Korean Faceclaim age: 31

♚ // Character ; Basic information

Quote: "To Love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides." -David Viscott Full name character: Byun Baekhyun Nickname: Baek, Hyunnie Realm of birth(if earth, nationality): The Sun Age: 116 Date of Birth: 06/21 Gender: Male Preferred Pronouns: He/Him Race: Sunsprite Sexual Orientation: Bisexual What languages does your character speak?: Korean

♚ // Character ; Appearance

Skin Color: Tan Eye color: Brown Scars: None Piercings: Left Ear: Lobe and Upper Lobe and Orbital, Right Ear: Lobe and Upper Lobe and an Industrial Piercing Tattoos: None Hair color: Blonde Abnormalities: None Horns/ wings/ etc.: None Transformed form: None

♚ // Character ; Personality

Six personality traits:

Curious, Hardworking, Energetic, Gentle, Impatient, Messy

Likes: Cooking, Eating Spicy Food, Sunflowers, Crystals, Glass Sculptures Dislikes: Power Outages, Black Roses, Bibim-Naengmyeon, Thunderstorms, Fire Extinguishers Manias: Suncatchers and Glassblowing Phobias: Becoming lost in the light of the stars Animal: Beagle Religion: mother Sun Favorite song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iIrsFBtkoDg (Red - Beauz) Vice: Greed Virtue: Kindness

Personality description:

Baekhyun is a very curious, hardworking, happy Sunsprite. Since his arrival on Earth, Baekhyun has wandered, looking for an exciting place to live and learning about his temporary home. When he learned about the academy, he knew this would be the perfect place to learn and thrive. Baekhyun prefers not to focus on negative emotions or situations. He loves lending a hand and helping people whenever he can.

Despite being very energetic, Baekhyun can be very gentle in difficult situations. He understands that not everyone can ignore negative emotions, and he can be a shoulder to cry on if a friend needs him to be.

Baekhyun is very imaginative and loves creating art. Baekhyun knows that his art could be better and can't wait to learn from the mistakes that he may make in the future. Baekhyun can be very sensitive about his weaknesses; he especially doesn't like talking to people close to Sunset.

Baekhyun needs to be able to focus on school projects. Depending on how vital the project may be, Baekhyun may completely forget any conversations he's had while studying. Baekhyun is not only very interested in his classes but also very interested in learning about the other students. Although rare, Baekhyun can act snappy to others when upset. Baekhyun's space is essential to him; Baekhyun prefers to avoid surprise visitors on school nights. Still, it's very rare for him to turn anyone away.

♚ // Character ; Powers

Magical Powers:

Sun Summoning: Sunsprites are able to sing to make the sun shine brighter

Fire Body: They can emit heat through their body and are not bothered by heat themselves

Touch of Light: Make light where there is darkness

Fire Manipulation: Able to create and manipulate fire

Non-magical Powers: Drawing, Music

Weaknesses: Due to being a Sunsprite, Baekhyun is very weak from dusk to dawn. He becomes very tired and lethargic and his personality becomes a bit dimmed compared to his normal energy.

Winter is a difficult time for him due to there being fewer daylight hours on the Northern Hemisphere.

He is allergic to mushrooms and some flowers such as Lady of the Night, Moonflowers, and Liles. These plants thrive under the mother Moon's light. They make him feel panicked and weak because they are the life of the night.

♚ // Character ; The Student

Study Style: He is very studious and actually really enjoys homework. Math is the only subject that he has to spend a lot of personal time on in order to understand the lessons.

Favorite class: Drawing & Painting Least favorite class: Math I

classes (5-8) :

Botany Archery Sign Language Earth Customs & Earth Protocols Math I Drawing & Painting

♚ // Character ; The Past

Date of Birth: 06/21 Date of Death: N/A Crime Record: None yet, but he has thought about stealing some suncatchers.

Has your character attended Insolitus Academy in the past? No

Background:

Baekhyun is a child of the Sun who has been given the gift of living a life on Earth; he is 116 years old. Baekhyun spent the first eighty years of his new life traveling the Earth and observing as many of Earth's life forms as he could. Baekhyun found that his favorite land to visit is Jeju Island. He then learned that this land was part of a larger country he could explore. It was difficult for him to find shelter during his early years, especially at night. Baekhyun had to learn Korean quickly to communicate with the other beings around him. Thankfully, Baekhyun met a kind human in Jeju who helped him understand the language and sheltered him. Korean is his first Earthly language.

Unfortunately, he watched as his human friend became older and older. He stayed with his friend for twenty Earth years until his friend died. Before they passed, they allowed Baekhyun to stay in his shelter. The family of his human friend didn't like this very much and asked him to leave. Baekhyun then traveled to the country of South Korea for a few years. Thanks to his energetic personality, he was able to make another human friend that could help him find a safer shelter. Baekhyun learned very quickly that he does not like the human lifecycle. It's too short!

Baekhyun also had to learn that during the human month of Summer, the beings around him do not like it when he sings to make the Sun shine brighter. This is how he learned about droughts and how dangerous they can be for humans. Being the curious little Sunsprite he is, Baekhyun wants to learn more about this world and its inhabitants. Baekhyun learned about the academy while walking around town and hearing two beings talk about it. These two beings didn't look like the humans Baekhyun was used to seeing. Baekhyun decided to look into the academy and fell in love with it the first time he saw it. He can't wait to make new friends and have fun new experiences!

♚ // Roleplayer [ optional ]

Time zone: -5

OOC! Triggers: Underage, Incest, Pseudo-Incest

Themes/genres you like writing the most?: I like to write darker themes, but I would like to branch out and write lighter themes too. I'm pretty much open to almost any theme.

#baekhyun #iacharacter #sunsprite #cotl

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opossum-writes · 5 months ago

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Mystery Man: Pt. 3

A/N: E/C means eye color. Also, I’m keeping what Y/N’s mask looks like vague to let the reader decide. When I envision the mask, I picture an all black masquerade mask that goes over his eyes and a little bit of his nose. Let me know what you picture! I’m curious.

WC: 1870

I’m in vampire biology class, sitting next to Kat. Class won’t end for a while and i’m bored out of my mind. If I was tired, I’d probably fall asleep. However, after what happened in botany class, i’m not risking anything. I have to stay tuned in. Plus, I don’t want my grades to slip.

Suddenly, Ms. Weems walks in. “I need Mr. Y/N and Ms. Kathryn to see me in my office. There is someone who would like to see you two.” She says. Kat and I look at each other. Knowing Kat, she’s probably wondering the same thing as me.

We both get up and follow Weems to her office. As we’re walking down the halls, Kat speaks up. “Who is here to see us?” Kat asks. “Your mother.” Weems replies.

“Hello children. Have the two of you been behaving?” Mother asks, and Kat and I nod. Mother then walks up to Kat and fixes her posture, and then walks up to me and takes off my mask. “I still don’t understand why you insisted on this, Y/N.” Mother says.

“You never seem to understand anything I do, so i’m not surprised.” I mumble. “What was that?” Mother says, glaring at me. “Nothing, mother.” I reply. “I came here to give the two of you some things you left behind.” Mother explains, and grabs a pair of sunglasses and a pocket watch given to me by my father before he passed.

She hands the sunglasses to Kat. “You better wear these outside, you’re much more sensitive to the sun than your brother is. You got that from me.” Mother says and Kat takes the sunglasses and puts them on. Mother then turns to me and hands me the pocket watch. “Your father would hate for you to lose this. It was very important to him.” Mother says, and I just nod.

I put the pocket watch in the chest pocket of my uniform. “I will see the two of you during parents weekend. No promises, though. Work has been… more demanding than usual.” Mother explains. “Yes ma’am.” I say. Mother looks at Kat expectingly, but Kat just smiles at mother. Mother nods to the both of us, and leaves.

Kat and I both breathe a sigh of relief once she’s gone. “Really wish she would have given us a warning. Then we could’ve been prepared to deal with her.” Kat says. “I’m just glad she’s gone. Without father around, it feels like she’s been so much more strict with us.” I reply, and Kat nods. “Definitely. Probably because father was much more chill. He sticked up for us a lot.” Kat explains.

“True. I miss him…” I say, and sigh. It hasn’t been the same without him. “Yeah, me too… everything feels so depressing without him. It sucks.” Kat agrees. The school bell rings, which means its time for lunch. Kat and I part ways. She always prefers eating alone.

I’m sitting alone at a table in the quad, sipping from a blood bag and doing some homework i’ve been procrastinating. Suddenly, Wednesday sits across from me and slides a photo of my father speaking to someone. “This is your father, correct?” Wednesday asks, and I look down at the photo, confused. They are in a room I don’t recognize, but based on the walls it’s obvious its somewhere on campus. The photo looks pretty recent as well.

“When was this taken..?” I ask, and flip over the photo, looking for a date of some kind. On the back of the photo, it has 11/19/22 written in red ink. It’s days after my father’s death. “This can’t be my father. He died before this photo was taken.” I explain. “Also, how do you even have this?” I ask. “Someone slid it under the door of Enid and I’s dorm last night.” Wednesday explains.

“What the hell…” I mutter under my breath. “I need your help figuring this out. When Rowan was trying to kill me, he mentioned someone by the name of Caelin. He said that Caelin told him to keep you and your sister safe. Your father is somehow involved with Rowan, and I want to know how and why. I need your help.” Wednesday explains.

“No way. I am not getting wrapped into that stuff.” I scoff. “I gave you stitches. You owe me.” Wednesday says. “I didn’t ask you to do that, you just did it. I don’t owe you anything.” I reply. “Y/N, I show you evidence that your father might be alive. Don’t you want to figure this out as well?” Wednesday says, looking into my eyes with the same blank expression she always has.

Its a good point. Even if he isn’t alive, I might be able to figure who killed him. The police back home can’t figure it out, and mother has given up on trying. Whoever killed my father should face the consequences.

“Okay. Fine.” I sigh. “Good choice.” Wednesday replies, takes the photo, and leaves. As she is walking away, she looks at me over her shoulder. “Don’t think this means anything. I still have the same amount of disdain for you as I do for everyone else.” She says, and walks away.

School is over, which means its time for the poe cup. Kat and I are standing by the tents away from the crowd. A group of guys dressed as clowns look like they are freaking out. They seem to be missing somebody. They look familiar. I recognize them from passing by them in the hallway. They’re dorms are in Amontillado Hall, like mine.

I walk up to them. “You guys alright?” I ask. One guy with long brown hair looks at me. “What does it look like? Archie broke his ankle and is in the infirmary, and so we’re down a member and nobody else can join!” He says. “Sucks for you.” I say, and start walking away, but another guy wearing a hat covering his hair speaks up. “Hey! Don’t you also live in Amontillado Hall?” He asks, and I turn around. “Yeah.” I reply. “Great! That means you can join our team! C’mon, man. Please?” He practically begs. “We’ll owe you!” The other guy says.

Honestly, its not a bad idea. I could get them to help me figure out what happened to their dad, plus, I hate crowds and I don’t want to be stuck in one to watch this event.

“Alright, fine.” I say. “Thank you so much, dude. I’m Ajax, and this is Xavier. You’re Y/N, right?” The guy now known as Ajax says, and I nod. “You can wear Archie’s costume. It’s in the tent. Put some clown makeup on as well.” Xavier explains, and I give the two of them a thumbs up and walk into their tent.

I put on the costume and cover the part of my face that isn’t hidden behind my mask in white face paint and smear some black paint over my mouth. It’s good enough, so I walk out of the tent.

At the tent beside my team’s tent, Wednesday walks out wearing a cat costume. She looks over at me and I wave. She just ignores me and walks over to Enid.

The poe cup is about to start, and everyone is in their boat. I’m sitting behind Ajax, and behind me is another team member named Henry, and behind him is Xavier. I look to my left and see Enid is already looking at me. She gives me a small wave, smiling. I chuckle and look away from her, shaking my head at the situation i’ve gotten myself into.

“I want to welcome you all to the Edgar Allen Poe Cup. This is one of Nevermore’s proudest annual tradition, dating back 125 years. Each team must row across to Raven Island, pull a flag from Crackstone’s Crypt, and hustle back without sinking or being sunk. First team to cross the finish line with their flag wins the cup and bragging rights for a year, as well as some special privileges.” Weems explains, and then raises a revolver into the air. “Let the Poe Cup begin!” She says, and fires the gun into the air.

“Go go go!” Ajax says, and we all start rowing as fast as we can. We pass by the Black Cats, bumping into the side of their boat. “Oh, excuse us!” Xavier taunts. I look back at them and wink. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a competitive person. I’ve made Kat rage quit at various games.

We maintain a fairly consistent lead. We make it to Raven Island first, and Xavier and I quickly start running out of the boat and to the crypt. Owen and Ajax stay behind to watch the boat. I’m much faster than Xavier. “Dude, how are you so fast?!” Xavier yells from behind me. “I’m part vampire! This isn’t even that fast! My sister is much faster!!” I laugh.

I make it to the crypt before Xavier, and grab the flag. “I’ve got the flag! Let’s go!” I shout to Xavier, and I run back to the boat. We pass by Wednesday. “Later, Wednesday!” I shout, smiling. We get back to the boat, and get back in and we quickly start rowing back to the finish line. However, halfway there water starts flooding into the boat. “Yo, what’s going on?” Xavier asks frantically. “We’re losing! That’s what’s going on.” I say, and look down to see claw marks in the bottom of the boat.

The Black Cats pass by us. “See ya, Jokers! Be prepared to take that mask off, Y/N!” Enid laughs. Honestly, I can’t even be mad. It’s a good play. “Cheaters!!” Xavier shouts. “Dude, there aren’t any rules. Everything is fair game.” I say, and Xavier just groans.

“The first Poe Cup took place in 1897, as a way to not only honor Nevermore’s most famous alumni, but to celebrate those values that all outcasts share. Community, perseverance, and determination. And we certainly saw those values on display today!” Weems says, and grabs the cup, and hands it to Enid, who immediately holds it up and cheers, and everyone claps. “Congratulations to Ophelia Hall! As a former resident, I will be happy to see the cup back on the mantle after all these years.” Weems smiles.

I walk up to Enid and she turns to me, smiling widely. “A deals a deal.” I chuckle, and take my mask off.

~ENID’S POV~

Y/N takes his mask off, and smiles softly at me. His E/C eyes looking into mine. “You’re… really attractive.” I say sheepishly. A light blush grows on his cheeks and he scratches the back of his neck. “You aren’t too bad yourself, y’know.” He says, and I laugh. “Oh yeah? You think so?” I reply, tilting my head to the side.

“Oh, yeah. I know so.” Y/N winks at me, and I look down to cover my red cheeks. “I’ll see you around, Enid.” Y/N smiles at me one last time, and walks away. This boy is going to be the death of me…

We both get up and follow Weems to her office. As we’re walking down the halls, Kat speaks up. “Who is here to see us?” Kat asks. “Your mother.” Weems replies.

Honestly, its not a bad idea. I could get them to help me figure out what happened to their dad, plus, I hate crowds and I don’t want to be stuck in one to watch this event.

I put on the costume and cover the part of my face that isn’t hidden behind my mask in white face paint and smear some black paint over my mouth. It’s good enough, so I walk out of the tent.

At the tent beside my team’s tent, Wednesday walks out wearing a cat costume. She looks over at me and I wave. She just ignores me and walks over to Enid.

I walk up to Enid and she turns to me, smiling widely. “A deals a deal.” I chuckle, and take my mask off.

~ENID’S POV~

To Be Continued…

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