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All for You | 2 ➸ Brady Tkachuk and Matthew Tkachuk

hi, its 3 am, and i couldnt stop until i finished this. ik i promised yall another part on thursday so im sorry this is later then i was hoping. i hope you enjoy it :) i took a different approach to brady here than ive normally seen, let me know how you guys like it!!

It’s been 4 and a half months since that day in the basement. With Christmas just days away and Matty on a flight back home, you and Brady take a risk, leaving Matt to wonder where he went wrong.

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warnings: this is really angsty yall, like actually, smut, sir kink, brady is Mean, uh moral ambiguity sorta (thinking abt someone else during sex), d/s undertones sorta, unprotected sex (be safe), oral (m on f), some choking, alcohol (wine), sex under the influence, pls ignore any typos fkakldfa

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part five

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Even with how utterly fucked the situation was that Matt had found himself in, there was one thing he couldn't stop thinking about. It was the way his logo and his last name and his number rested against your back that drove him insane.

It was burned into his retinas.

Even now, on a plane back home to St. Louis it was all he could think about. Every time he closed his eyes it was you you you.

It had been months since he had seen you. Nearly 5 months had passed since that night in the basement. And it killed him.

He was in a slump. Everyone knew it. He knew it, his teammates knew it, the damn front office knew it. And it was because of you.

His teammates had quickly put together your absence at any sort of gathering and Matty’s sulking. 4 and a half months later he resembles a shell of the man he used to be.

He had called, of course he had. Over and over, hoping, pleading, praying to any deity that existed out there to hear from you again.

Matthew’s prayer was answered one day, when he had come out of practice to find a text from you. His heart rate accelerated, time felt like molasses as his phone camera ID’d his face. As the facial recognition unlocks his phone, the message is revealed.

Please stop calling me. And tell the boys to stop too.

The text tears his heart to shreds. It was the last straw. Before he had been mopey, but now - now he was spiraling. His play was abysmal - a shit show on the ice really. He drank until he blacked out every time, not even looking at another girl.

He had contemplated going to your work, but decided a player in the middle of a slump having a restraining order filed against him would not go over well with the Flames management. Every time he went out for the most mundane task, groceries, dry cleaning, he couldn’t help the hope that he would run into you. Even if you didn’t give him the time of day it would be enough for him to just see you.

He hadn’t seen you since that day. Not for lack of trying, though. Matthew had been to all the spots you used to frequent—the grocery store you love, the clubs you two used to go to, even the 7/11 you had both been to after the both of you got so drunk that you could barely walk. You weren’t on the flight you had booked back together. In fact, he had no idea about anything that’s been going on in your life, his mom just told him that you’re okay and that was all he got.

Now it was 3 days before Christmas and the idea of seeing you again both filled him with dread and also made him feel more alive than he had in months. He was equally utterly terrified and buzzing with excitement. His hands itched to hold you again, though he knew there was a bigger chance of you slapping him than letting him kiss you the way he wanted.

As Matt stares out the window at the clouds, he lets his mind wander. He wonders how you're doing; are you okay? After everything that happened did you pick up right where you left off? He wondered if you missed him, if he was on your mind as much as you were on his.

He still wondered if you loved him back.

“Mom, I really just, I really want to stay home and do nothing tonight okay? I'm tired.”

Your mom rolls her eyes at your attempt at getting out of going over to Tkachuk’s house tonight. You’d been trying since 9 am.

“Honey, I know you said you and Matthew don’t hang out anymore, but he won't be there!” she tried reassuring you, “Brady and Taryn will be there to hang out with you until Taryn goes to spend the night with the Johnson’s.” That made you groan even louder - you had to be alone with Brady. Great, now you had to steel yourself for a night of utter humiliation.

Brady isn't even downstairs yet when you enter the Tkachuk’s threshold, Chantal’s call for her kids brings Taryn down in an instant, ever excited to see you.

“Y/N!” she squeals, running down the stairs, “You're here, you're here!”

“Y/N?” you hear faintly, and then the slam of Brady’s door and rapid footsteps. He nearly slides down the stairs, freezing at the bottom when he spots you. Taryn lets you out of her embrace, leaving you to stare wide-eyed at Brady. Unsure how to navigate your way out of this situation, you keep staring at Brady as your parents and Taryn follow Chantal to the kitchen.

“Hi, B,” you say meekly, unsure of how he’ll receive you after so long.

“Hi, buttercup,” he responds, a bright smile pulling at his lips. It’s all he needs to take a few quick steps in your direction and draw you into his arms.

“I missed you so much, buttercup,” he whispers against your hairline, “More than you know.”

Despite his warm welcome, the night is tense. You still don't know what he thinks of that night, not wanting to ask him in front of your families - well, most of your families anyways. You didn't even let yourself think about what would happen when you saw Matthew at the next dinner party. You sat at the table and ate your food, barely speaking to Taryn and answering Keith and Chantal’s inquiries about your life in Calgary with a tight smile.

You’re so zoned out trying to make time go faster you barely register your parents telling you that they’re going out with Keith and Chantal.

“Mom, wait-”

“Y/N,” she warns, looking at you with that look, and you sigh in resignation. She smiles at you, a silent promise to make it up to you.

Taryn had left 30 minutes ago, announcing that she had somewhere to be before leaving as quickly as she could, uncomfortable with the palpable tension between you and Brady.

You watch your parents leave, wincing for a moment at what awaits you when you turn around. To your surprise, what greets you is a glass of wine hovering in front of your face.

You take the peace offering gingerly from Brady’s hand with a tiny smile. And it’s a really bad idea, the way you let him keep refilling your glass, and his own, let him draw you in during The Grinch on the couch, let him hold you tight under the blanket that was covering the both of you.

You can hear your common sense screaming in the back of your mind when you snuggle closer into Brady’s chest. It’s near 11 now, and your parents are still together, laughing and drinking in the living room of your house before Keith and Chantal are supposed to head to the airport. You're cuddled up to Brady, shifting every few minutes to try and get closer, even though nearly every inch of your body is practically glued to him.

He hums when you shift again, nuzzling your face into his shoulder. “Gotta go home,” you say, your voice muffled against him. It’s not like you haven't spent the night with him before; you just haven't since that night.

“Probably,” he mumbles, arms tightening around you. “But I don't want you to.” And like, you've had way too much wine and you should probably go before Matty gets here cause you really can't handle that conversation like this so you push off of Brady, standing up but stumbling, wine sloshing over the lip of the glass and splattering on your pants.

“Fuck,” you hiss, the red wine surely staining the gray leggings you wore. Brady takes the glass from you, placing it on the table and stabilizing you with his other hand.

“Go change upstairs,” he says softly, looking up at you with those eyes you're such a sucker for. “Stay.”

And - how can you say no to that? You can't, because it's Brady and you're so damn easy for him it didn't matter what he’d asked you to do, you would do it without a second thought.

That's how you find yourself stumbling to Brady’s bedroom, barely finding your way to his bathroom to change out of your stained leggings and wipe yourself down. You rummage through Brady’s dresser, searching for - there it was. A pair of Brady’s sweatpants from high school that he stopped wearing approximately 2 months after he got them [mostly because he couldn't find them (mostly mostly because they were either in your room or on your body)].

You place the worn sweats on top of Brady’s dresser, fumbling to close the drawer and find your balance. Someone clears their throat and your head snaps towards the doorway. Brady is leaning against the doorframe and through the fuzziness of the wine, you register the thought that he looks so good like this - in his comfort zone.

“Hey,” he says, pushing off the doorframe towards you.

“Hi,” you whisper back, eyes too focused on Brady moving towards you.

“We should give it a shot,” Brady husks, hooded eyes trailing down your body and back up again. Suddenly the room feels too cold, the oversized sweater you had on stopped at the top of your thighs, barely covering the pale pink panties you were wearing. The sweater paws gave an air of innocence around you that Brady knew was fake.

“What are you talking about?” you whisper meekly, both concerned about what was going on in that head of his, and intrigued.

“You know how you feel about me,” Brady states - which isn't entirely true anymore, but you don’t interrupt. “I don’t know how I feel about you, and neither of us actually knows if this-” he motions between the two of you “-is it for us, so I say, we give it a shot and see how it feels. Let’s give it until we go back?”

When did he get so close to you? Brady’s taking more steps forward, and you’re taking as many steps back, until the back of your thighs hit the corner of the bed and you instinctively sit.

Which - in retrospect, was probably a mistake, because now Brady towers over you even more than before and now - you’re really intrigued. His fingers trail over your jaw, thumb swiping gently across your bottom lip.

You part your lips out of habit, eyes widen when you realize what you’ve done. Brady laughs darkly when he catches your slip up, stroking your face affectionately.

His thumb slips between your lips for a moment, and your eyes flutter shut as your cheeks hollow around him.

“Look at me,” he commands softly, and you do, opening your eyes to stare up at him again; Brady, your best friend. He smiles proudly, murmuring a soft, “Good girl.”

The words are uttered at the same time he withdraws from your warm mouth, wrapping his fingers gently around your throat. You can’t help the whine that escapes, mortified when Brady’s grin widens.

He leans down, mouth next to your ear to whisper, “Matty always did like it when they’re needy. Needy girls drive us crazy.”

Really, the thought of Matt shouldn’t be driving you crazy, but it is. And when you feel Brady’s nose nudge against yours, his mouth just millimeters from you - your biggest fantasy for nearly 20 years - you knew you were going to hell.

A needy moan escapes your throat before Brady’s hand tightens around your throat and you give in, looping your arms around his neck. You pull him down to meet your lips, nearly clawing at him in your desperation.

Faintly, you think that this is a bad idea, this would only hurt you more later on.

But the longer you kissed him, the less you cared about the consequences. You wanted - you needed Brady so fucking bad right now you were willing to deal with whatever the aftermath presented you with. Brady’s other hand finds the bottom of your sweater, slipping underneath the fabric to lay against your rib cage.

You needed more.

“Brady,” you whine as you break away from his lips, tugging at his hoodie. “Need you.” Brady chuckles darkly, tugging you by your throat to kiss him again.

“Ask nicely,” he husks against your mouth.

“Please,” you whimper again, pulling harder at the fabric to just get him closer. “Please, Brady, I need you so bad.”

“Try again.” Brady pushes you - nearly tosses you really - further up the bed with a snarl, ignoring the yelp you let out at the suddenness of his mood shift. You stare up at him, eyes wide and lips parted. You're unsure of your next words.

“Please…Daddy?”

A cocky smirk pulls at the corner of his lips. “Not quite.”

You think for a moment, watching him bring his hand behind his back and pull his shirt over his head. The dark look he gives you makes you shrink, as if to say ‘Still?’.

Suddenly your eyes light up, and Brady can see it. He's already on the bed, crawling up your body as you attempt to control your breath. The words are barely out before he's kissing you again.

“Please sir?”

Brady groans into your mouth when he hears you say the words, slotting himself between your thighs to grind his hips against yours. You mewl into his mouth when his clothed cock catches against your clit, pushing your hips up against him for more. He growls as he pulls away again, swatting your thigh as a warning.

“Careful, princess,” Brady warns - voice low and dangerous - and his grip on your hip so tight you knew there would be bruises in the morning, “or I won't be.” His words are thick with intention, both a threat and a promise.

“Yes, sir,” you breathe shakily, letting yourself fall against the sheets to look up at him.

Brady’s eyes soften for a moment, reaching up to brush your hair out of your eyes. “Hi,” he whispers, leaning down to steal a kiss.

“Hi,” comes your response. He steals another kiss before pulling away again, and you can't help but think that he looks beautiful like this.

I love you. I'm in love with you.

You want to say it, the voice inside you is screaming it. It’s screaming for you to say it, and Brady is looking at you almost like he wants you to too.

The feeling of his hands pushing your sweater up distracts you from your plight. Brady’s movement is slow, and he’s looking at you intensely, giving you time to stop him. You only nod, and the softness is gone as soon as it had come. You lift your arms to help him bring the material over your head. He tosses the sweater to the side, catching your wrists when you reach for him. He guides them back over your head, smirking as you suppress a shudder when he leans in a whispers against your mouth. “Be a good girl and keep your hands there princess.”

You nod quickly, grasping the sheets in anticipation. Another slap to your thigh has you rethinking.

“I’m sorry!” you gasp. “Yes, sir.”

Brady hums in acknowledgment, kissing down your throat until he’s staring up at you from the valley between your breasts. You whine softly when he pulls a nipple into his mouth, his teeth grazing the harden peak before soothing it with his tongue. His hand is pinching and pulling at your other nipple, making your noises significantly louder. He alternates, playing with your nipples until they're swollen and sensitive and sore.

He sits back on his heels to look at you, hands on your knees now, sliding up your thighs. His eyes roam your body unabashedly, while his fingers play with the waistband of your panties. There's a burning look in his eyes as he says, “You're gorgeous. You're so fucking beautiful.”

You don't know why hearing him say it makes you tear up. Brady had told you that you were pretty before, that you cleaned up nice, always telling you how hot you were when he'd see you dressed up before events. He was your own personal hype man but he'd never called you beautiful.

Not like this.

Not like Matty.

The thought makes your blood run cold.

“Please,” you mewl, starting to reach for Brady before remembering what he told you. Your hands fly back above your head, twisting in the sheets, whispering, “I’m sorry, sir, I forgot.”

Brady smiles softly, slipping his finger under the waistband of your panties, tugging on it before letting it snap back against your skin. “Such a good girl,” he murmurs, leaning down to kiss softly at your stomach. “Trying so hard to be good for me.” He shuffles himself backwards as he kisses his way down your body, sliding your panties down your legs at the same time until they've fallen to the floor.

“Wait,” you say softly, causing Brady to pause, his expression quizzical. “Please, I need you.”

Brady grins wickedly. “Just a taste princess.”

It turns out, ‘a taste’ actually means Brady edging you with his tongue until you were nearly crying. He's brought you to the brink three times now, each time getting you closer and closer before pulling away. At this point he's holding your hips down and your hands are as tangled in the sheets as you could get them, not wanting the repercussions of disobeying.

Brady’s tongue is sliding through your folds again when you finally break.

“Please!” you sob, tears finally sliding down your cheeks as your back arches from the pleasure. “Please, Brady, please, sir, please please, I- I need - please just - fuck - please.”

Brady hums against your cunt, the vibrations tearing a scream from your throat. Suddenly the warmth of Brady’s mouth is gone, leaving you chasing him with a buck of your hips. He pins you back down again easily, his lips glistening as he smirks. You hate the way the sleazy look on his face does it for you.

It reminds you of Matt.

You whine again, wiggling your hips as much as you could in Brady’s grip. “Please just fuck me,” you whisper, squeezing your eyes shut. You feel his lips press against your hip, smiling against your skin.

“Anything my girl wants, she gets,” he murmurs against your skin.

My girl. The words echo over and over again in your head. My girl my girl my girl.

Two words you've been waiting years to hear come out of his mouth, and the only thing you could think of was how you liked it better when Matty said it.

Your eyes stay shut as Brady kisses up your body, fingertips dancing over your skin. His mouth finds yours, emptying your brain of all other thoughts but him.

“You ready for me, pretty girl?” he asks you, a hand coming up to stroke your cheek gently, wiping your tears away. Your eyes flutter open, to look at him, nodding as you bite your lip. His thumb tugs your lip out from between your teeth as you feel the tip of his dick brush against your thigh. You didn't even realize that he had taken off the rest of his clothes, but you weren't complaining. Not with him so close like this.

“Please,” you whimper, and after stealing another kiss, Brady sinks into your heat.

“Fuuuuuck,” he groans, gripping the back of your thigh to spread your legs even further. “You're so fucking tight, fuck you feel so good.” Once he’s bottomed out, Brady leans down to kiss you, swallowing your desperate noises.

He gives you little time to adjust, and really - you don't need it considering the way he tortured you with his mouth and fingers. You're whining into his mouth as his hips move against you, the drag off his cock inside you so fucking good after being denied like you were.

You're close already, and Brady knows, delivering sharp thrusts and hitting a spot inside you that made you see stars.

He finally breaks from your lips, breathing heavily as his hips slam into your cunt. “I'm so close,” you tell him, gripping the sheets above your head so hard you feel like you might rip them. “Please, please let me cum, sir, please.”

It seems like Brady finally thinks you've had enough torture, because he brings his hand from your thigh to your clit, rubbing quick tight circles. “You've been so good for me baby,” he grunts, his other hand holding him up so he can look down at you. “Come on baby, you can touch me now, come on princess, cum for me.”

That's all it takes to send you over the edge. Your hands come flying from above your head to grasp at Brady, his shoulders, his back, tangling in his hair, anything to just touch him. You cry out as your orgasm hits, your back arching under Brady as he relentlessly fucks you through it.

You faintly register Brady’s filthy encouragement in your ears, telling you how good you are for doing what he says, for not touching him this whole time, for cumming for him like this. You writhe against him as you feel him spill into you, grunting as he fucks into you, chasing his orgams with shallow, sloppy thrusts. It feels like you've been riding your high forever; your vision is blurry when you finally come down.

Brady’s breath is hot on your neck, his hands stroking your skin gently as the two of you catch your breath. He shushes you gently as you moan when he pulls out of you. Brady practically collapses next to you, wrapping an arm around your waist, tugging you into his chest. He peppers kisses across your skin, nudging his nose against your cheek to grab your attention.

You can barely turn your head, suddenly so tired you feel like you'll pass out right that second. “Hi,” he murmurs, kissing you gently. You hum and bury your face in his neck.

“‘M sleepy,” you mumble against his skin, eliciting a soft laugh from him.

“Then sleep,” he says, before smirking devilishly, “don't worry there's lots more where that came from, but in the morning.” You snort at his words, squeezing the back of his neck before burying your fingers in his curls.

“Night, B,” you mumble.

“Goodnight, buttercup.”

Matthew was going to kill his brother. He was going to straight up murder him. On top of not being there to pick him up from the airport, he also didn't answer any texts or calls from Matt.

So yeah, when Matthew got home, he was going to kill Brady. When the Uber finally pulls up in front of him, Matthew is nearly halfway done with his plan to get away with it.

He fiddles with his phone as the driver pulls away from the curb, scanning the random notifications that he had popped up when he got off the plane. It's when he opens up Instagram that he really pays attention, the 3 stories in a row at the top of his feed catching his eye.

Taryn’s, yours, and Brady’s. Against his better judgement, he taps Taryn’s magenta-rimmed profile picture. The story takes a moment to load, but when it does, he sees a picture of you in front of the Tkachuk’s Christmas tree. You had your arms out in a ‘ta-da’ fashion, the fingers barely poking out through the sleeves of your sweater. Taryn’s caption reads “didn’t need an angel for the tree cause we already got @y/n/y/l/n”. He can't help but smile fondly, so distracted by how cute you look that he just stares at you until the time is up - but not before pressing on the screen so he could screenshot the photo.

Your first story was a repost of Taryn’s, a simple white heart emoji in the bottom corner. The second was a shot of the TV in the Tkachuk’s living room displaying the Grinch’s title. The caption reads “heart grows two sizes bigger when i’m home :)”. The location is tagged as St. Louis, with Taryn and Brady tagged in the corner of the photo. The third post makes his blood run cold, it's a video of you and Brady, your back against his chest as you lay on the couch, the caption the cross-eyed emoji and Brady’s handle. Brady is facing away from the camera in the beginning of the video, your eyebrows raised as you wait for him to notice. When he does he laughs and reaches for your phone. The video cuts off there.

Matthew taps the left side of his screen to replay it, an unpleasant feeling twisting in his gut. He doesn't want to watch Brady’s story, but he taps the right side of his screen anyways. It's a photo of you on the couch, one knee pulled up to your chest with the other in Brady’s lap, and a glass of wine in your hand. Your hair is piled into a messy bun on top of your head as you wink at the camera and make a peace sign with your free hand, tongue peaking out of the corner of your mouth.

Matt screenshots the picture.

He’s angry; angry because his brother left him stranded at the airport. Angry because he said he hadn't spoken to you either, that you didn't answer any of his texts and calls since that night. He's angry because Brady managed to get you back, and Matt didn't.

Matty’s angry because he loves you, and he's pretty sure you still love Brady.

When the car finally pulls up to the house, he’s almost relieved. He notes that the lights are off downstairs as he lets himself in, pausing when he sees your shoes still by the door. The glow of the TV is visible in the living room, and as Matt pads towards it, the uneasy feeling grows.

There's two partially filled glasses of wine on the coffee table, as well as yours and Brady’s phones. He taps on Brady’s phone, revealing the unread texts and unanswered calls from Matt, as well as an unread text from Chantal, telling Brady that he would have to be the one to pick up Matty from the airport.

The pit in Matt’s stomach only deepens as he climbs the stairs, duffle bag in hand. He goes slowly, trying to prolong his inevitable heartbreak, but it doesn't change what he sees at the top.

Brady’s bedroom door is half open, the light from the hallway streaming in.

Matthew knows it's a bad idea when he takes one, two, three steps and he's in front of Brady’s door. He takes a deep breath and pokes his head inside the room. The sight nearly knocks the wind out of him.

You're tucked under Brady’s arm, your nose squished against his cheek and your hand curled around his neck. He can see the bare skin of your back and stomach pressed against Brady’s bare torso. A blanket covers the both of you from the waist down. Brady’s hair is a mess, and so is yours, and suddenly Matt feels nauseous.

He feels like he would do anything - anything - to make the feeling in his chest go away. It feels like pressure, too much pressure, in his chest, and he nearly clutches his heart. The blood is rushing in his ears, he can't breathe, he feels dizzy.

Why does it hurt so much?

Before he can think it through he’s stumbling to his room. He kicks the door shut behind him, tossing the duffle back on the floor near his bed. His hands are reaching for the backpack on his shoulders and pulling out his laptop before it even hits the ground. He doesn't even sit, placing the laptop on his bed and bending down to type into the search bar.

He barely pays attention to the final amount when he hits “confirm” - he has more money than he knows what to do with anyways. The moment it’s done he sighs, watching the Gmail notification light up on his phone.

“Flight Confirmation, December 23rd, 2020 11:25 pm

St. Louis, Missouri to Calgary, Canada”

#hehe #matthew tkachuk #brady tkachuk #calgary flames #ottawa senators #nhl imagine #hockey #smut #matthew tkachuk imagine #brady tkachuk imagine #angst #all for you series

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faerynova · 3 years

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*SLAMS* HEIHAKU 31

im screaming i also got an anon who asked for the exact same thing, yall REALLY wanted this one i guess

31.) A KISS AFTER A SMALL REJECTION

Heiji is alone. Heiji has been ditched, left completely in the dust, all because Saguru saw a pretty bird and immediately ran after her.

Not-- not “bird” like a girl. No, like. A literal actual bird. Which does make the situation better. A little bit. They were having this whole lakeside picnic date, and it was going really well, and then Saguru spotted a rare crane or some shit and suddenly he wanted to do his Disney Princess thing and go make friends with her.

And okay it is pretty cute when he gets excited like this. But Heiji has been planning this date for a while and Saguru once again has thrown a wrench into his plans.

He stays sitting on the grass and watches Saguru approach the crane carefully on the shore. Heiji’s just gonna wait for him to finish, ‘cause he’d rather not storm up and start a fight. He knows Saguru didn’t mean to be rude-- he almost never does-- but that doesn’t stop Heiji from snorting when the crane takes off, nearly slapping Saguru in the face as it frantically tries to get away.

“Got rejected?” Heiji asks as Saguru comes back over.

“Unfortunately yes.” Saguru sits back down next to him.

“Ya know, I won’t break yer heart like a bird will.” Heiji is definitely not pouting, he’s just mildly pissed. That’s all.

“She didn’t br--” Saguru hesitates, hands twitching as he “mumbles” to himself while thinking, but Heiji can’t catch any coherent signing. His hands stop abruptly, and he looks directly at Heiji. “I walked off in the middle of our date.”

“Ya did.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Uh huh,” Heiji responds flatly.

“Sincerely.”

“Gonna need more than that ta make it up ta me, big guy.” And, because Saguru is dumb (he loves his boyfriend very much but he’s so dumb--) he signs a quick “kiss” and raises an eyebrow.

Saguru, as predicted, takes a moment to process. But once he’s figured it out, he leans in to kiss Heiji with confidence which he promptly loses as Heiji tries to add tongue into the mix. Saguru jerks back, then looks embarrassed that he was caught off guard. “Please warn me next time.”

“Please don’t ditch me for a bird next time.”

“...Touché.”

#hakuba saguru #hattori heiji #hakuhei #detective conan #magic kaito #dcmk #faewrit #fic #this has a lot of saguru headcanons in here #but when am i NOT pushing my agenda for saguru who loves birds #new propaganda: baaya is Deaf and saguru is fluent in jsl because of her #((and heiji learned because of saguru))#i dont know how many more of these prompts ill do but im still picking at them #booksandberries #ask

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newsiesobsessed · 3 years

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Striker

Newsies fic: striker

Warnings: fights, some bad injures, abuse

Newsies fic with girl reader ( sorry boys ). I kinda went all out with this and it’s super long. Sorry This is my first newsies fic. I’m using the livesies. Enjoy

“Come back here” you yelled in your dream. You were dreaming that the Delancy Brothers stole your dinner money. It wasn’t a lot but you still needed to eat. You chased after them. “Hey that’s mi-“

“ Y/n wake up. Wake up I says!” You woke up to Jack shaking you violently. You tried sitting straight up but Jack kept you down. Still kinda asleep and annoyed you said “ Wha-“

”You was havin a nightmare” Jack chimed in before you could finish your question. You plopped your head back down on the pillow. It hurt when you head hit the pillow. You were Wondering why but then you remembered. Last night. You quickly pulled the sheets over your head and got completely under the blanket before Jack could see your cuts and brusies. “ Mind tellin me whys you is in the sick room of the lodging house?” You wanted to ignore Jacks question so badly but you knew you couldn’t. “ I don’t wanna talks about it”

Jack understood. “ Well come out if you want. Somehow we got a huge loaf of bread and some soup for breakfast and we ain’t knowin where it came from. “ You chuckled. Jack was almost out the door when you called out to him. “ Oi Jack? Can you gets Crutchie in here?” He smiled. “ Yeah sure,” he said as he walked out calling Crutchies name. Moments later Crutchie Hobbled in. “ You wanted me?” Crutchie looked at you a little worried because you was in the sick bed mad didn’t tell no one.

“ Yeah. You can just sit down here on the bed. “ You scooted over to the other side of the bed to make room for Crutchie. Still under the covers you asked “ So how does your leg feel today Crutchie?”

He smiled glad that someone asked him how he was. “ It feels good today! How about you? Your in the sick bed are you alright.?” He asked You slowly slid your face out from under the blanket. You felt comfortable telling Crutchie what happened last night. Crutchie saw your bruises and cuts. “ Y/N! What happened to your are you alright?! When did thi-“

“ Crutchie I’m alright. And last night. This happened last night. Earlier yesterday Me and my brother Jojo was selling in Central Park and the Delancy Brothers came over to me and Jojo. They said somthin to Jojo but i don’t know what they said. Next thing I know they pushed him in the fountain. I told them to buzz of and punched Oscar in the nose. It started to bleed. I could tell they wanted to pummel me but seeing as we was in Central Park he might have gotten himself in trouble. So he waited. Anyways I made a little extra yesterday so I decide to buy breakfast for everyone to have this morning. When me and Jojo was walking back to the lodging house I told him to go ahead that I was bringing a surprise back with me. He was hesitant at first but he went. I stoped by Jacobi’s and bought a nice long loaf of bread. Walking home with the bread out of the shadows the Delancy brothers knocked me down from behind. I tried to take the bread and run. But they caught me and starting fighting me. I tell ya Crutchie I fought as hard as I could. The end resulted in them stealing my bread and me passing out in the street. When I’s woke up it was almost dark. All the other newsies would have been asleep by that time. Blood dripping from my chest. Had a broken ankle Not able to walk Black eye busted lip, along with some other minor injuries, and my shoe was missin. My body hurt all over. I kid ya not Crutchie when I tells ya I crawled to the church and got the nuns to fix me up. I didn’t wants to bother you guys with patchin me up. It felt like hours. The nuns said that I should probably go to the doctors today. But all of us combined don’t have enough money for that. They gave me some soup and left over bread from their dinner that night. I took enough to feed the entire lodging house breakfast. Seeing as I was soaked real good I decided to sleeps in the sick room. “ having told my story I relaxed into the bed.

“ Oh my god. I- oh my god! How bad did they get you?!”

“Let me borrow your crutch real quick so I’s can stand and I’ll show ya.” You said with pain.

You took his crutch, and getting out of bed you stood up revealing what looked a human punching bag.

“ Stay here. But give me my Crutch first. “ Crutchie said hobbling as fast as he could to the fellas. “ Guys come here you’s have to see what the Delancys’s did to Y/N last night. “ Crutchie said with a hint of panic and worry in his voice. And with that the fellas came rushing into the sick room. As they all barged in at once you just stood there feeling embarrassed for not being able to defend yourself.

“ WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YA! I KNEW I SHOULDN’T HAVE LEFT YOU BY YOURSELF!” Jojo yelled before running over to ya and making sure you was ok.

“ Well fellas. I think we’s got a nickname for her. Her new name is ‘Striker’!” Said Les.

“ Les not right now. she is in real pain. “ David whispered in Les’ ear. But there were murmurs of agreement. “ So Striker, what the hell happened to ya?” Said Race. You didn’t feel like telling the entire story again.

“ Long story short The Delancy’s was picking on Jojo yesterday in Central Park and I beat up Oscar for it. I didn’t mean to punch him THAT hard. Anyways I made a little extra money yesterday so I told Jojo to go backs to the lodging house and I would be back in about a hour with a surprise. He eventually left and as I was walking home with a loaf of bread from Jacobi’s bread the Delancy Brothers picked a fight with me. End result they took my shoes, stole the bread I bought for breakfast today, made me look like this with a broken ankle hence why I’m using Crutchies Crutch to stand, and cut me across my chest with a knife along with a few other injuries. They got so bad I passed out in the street. Woke up and it was dark. Late enough for y’all to already be asleep. Not being able to walk I had to Crawl to the church. I went there because I didn’t wanna wake you guys up and bothers ya with patchin me ups. Da nuns fixed me up and suggested I go to the doctors today. Which I’m not because I knows that all of our money combined isn’t enough for the fee and you guys need that money to eat and buy papes. Anyways they gaves me some soup and bread leftover from dinner. That’s how I got the breakfast this morning. When’s I gots back here I went to the sick room as to not wake anyone up. And that’s that”

“ So, you’s tellin me that the Delancy Brothers did this to you for beating up Oscar and for defending yourself in a fight?” Jack said sounding kinda suspicious.

“ Yeah.”

“ Well I say WE SOAK THEM!” Albert yelled.

“ NO.” You yelled. “I AINT LETTIN U GUYS END UP LIKE ME. IM GUNNA BE IN THIS BED FOR A WHILE. AND I DON’T WANT THAT HAPPENING TO THE REST OF YA“ You sighed. “ I only need one thing from you guys. I need just one person to stay here to helps me. Seeing as I can’t walk. I can barley stand. And then whoever stays the rest of ya devide their regular pape count between ya and sell them so we aint lose no money. “

“ So who do you want to stay with ya Striker?” asked Les hopin it was him. He looked up to you abs wanted to help. You knew this but if he stayed then David would stay. And that’s too many papers lost.

“ Lemme think. Not Jojo. Sorry little bro but yous gunna baby me if I choose u. Don’t even deny it. Not Jack, Finch or Albert. They are a little to uh- what’s the word? Oh yeah. Demanding” there were chuckles and a “ You can say that again “ from Mush. You continued “ I want to say Crutchie but he is our best seller besides Jack and Race. Which means that I can’t pick Race either. Not Les or David. Even thought David would take care of me just fine he has to take care of Les. So with that being out of the way I choose Elmer. “

“ Really? “ Elmer piped up.

“ Yeah. You are gentle and don’t push me to do stuff I don’t wanna“

“ Ok Elmer it is. The rest of us gotta be goin now. Feel better Striker. “ Race said. They fellas started running out the door and down the hall.

“ Oh yeah the reminds me. RACE”

Race poker his head in the room

“ Yeah?”

“ I needs to ask ya a favor. Elmer I know we ain’t supposed to use the tub much but can you’s draw me a warm Bath while I talk to Race for a minute?” And with that Elmer left the room.

“ So what’s you want to talk to me about?” Race asked

“ You sellin in Brooklyn today?”

“ Wha- I don’t sell in Brookl-“

“Race. It’s ok. I know bout you and spot and if you don’t want me to I won’t tell no one” You said cutting him off. A wave of relief washed over him. “ Yeah why?” He asked. “Well, I mean This in the best way possible. Spot has been in a lot of fights. He can fix bruises and shiners and cuts like magic. I would go to Brooklyn me self but I can’t walk. So if u could. Gets him over here’s or get him to meets me half way to help me patch up my br-“

“ Yeah. Sure” Race said. You thought you heard a little bit of nerves in his voice but then he softened. “ Anything else?”

“ Does you think you could find one of Crutchie’s old Crutches for me to use from when he was little?”

Race smiled. “ Follow me. “ So you started following him but you Fell. Race whipped around. “ Damn I forgot you can’t walk. Wait let me help you up. “ You almost fell again getting up but managed to get up on the bed. “ Ok so stay here. “ he went off and can back with 2 Crutches. “ Here. Use whichever one you is comfortable using. “

“Thanks Race. I owe ya. “

“ naw ya don’t owe me. You’s hurt. You don’t owe me “ race chuckled. Elmer popped back in

“ Tubs ready “

“ Thanks Elmer. Now Race get goin. You got papes ta sell” he winked at ya and with that he left.

You grabbed the shorter crutch and sent off the the tub. It was cracked and everything. Not a very sustainable tub. But it’s a tub none the Less.

“ Elmer listen to me. I already have Racer gettin spot to help patch me up. But I needs you to go to the Bronx and get smalls to come up here. She is like a sister ta me and I needs a girl newsies to help patch up my chest. And I trust her with my life. While you is getting her I’m gunna wash out the blood in my hair. As soon as you have her send her in immediately! You hear me?” Elmer nodded and off he went. Once you was sure he was gone you started washing your hair. You tried to patch yourself up but it was no use. Hopefully Spot knew how to tend to brass knuckle marks. After you washed your hair you went to get some food. There was little soup left and a piece of bread. You ate it and then decided to go up to Jacks penthouse in the sky to get some fresh air. It felt good to feel the cool breeze.The sun was staring to set. That meant that the newsies would be gettin home soon. Someone was climbing up the fire escape to the penthouse. But you didn’t pay no attention to it

“ Hey Y/N . Word is you was beat to the bone,” Smalls called out. You turned around and saw her standing on the ladder. You went to hug her but forgot about your ankle you were so excited and fell down trying to get up. Smalls let out a small gasp and rushed over to helps you up. “ What happened to you?!”

“The Delancy Brothers.” Smalls sighed. “ Figures. Ok let’s go get you fixed up. “ after a while she had fixed up your chest and gave you a new set of wraps. You thanked her and walked out of the bathroom to find Spot Conlon sitting in the sick room waiting for you. You saw him and gave out a glad sigh. He saw your crutch. And looked a little worried.

“ Damn. The Delancys have outdone themselves this time“ Spot chuckled. “ How ya doin Y/N?”

“ Ya know just feel like I fell into hell and rose from the dead. Also it’s Striker now. Finally got a nickname!” You smiled having wanted a nickname for months now. He chuckled. “ So,” spot started. “ How bad is it and what does I need to do?”

“ Well Smalls patched up my chest already.” Spot stopped you. “ What do ya mean ur chest?” “ Oh Race didn’t tell ya what happened. Well The Delancy’s cut me across my chest with a knife. They broke my ankle hence the crutch. Gave me a shiner. And a few other minor injuries that I can’t fix.” Spot sighed.

“ Well come on. Into the bathroom. I’m gunna fix that ankle first Bc that’s the worst injury I know of. Then we’ll work on your face. “ you nodded your head in agreement. He wrapped your ankle and put a stick on it in place of a splint. Before moving on to the face he had you walk to make sure your could stand. Seeing that you could be moved in to your face. There was nothin he could do about yo ur shiner but he did fix you lip. Kinda. It was still a little swollen but he told you to give the lip time. He moved your hair out of the way trying to scrub your face and he noticed marks that were no doubt made by brass knuckles. . You didn’t tell anyone bout that one.

“ And what is this? Let me guess. Delancys. “ You didn’t say nothin.

“ Well that could leave a permanent mark. I need ya to let me touch them. Can ya do that? Am I allowed to touch it?” You wanted to say no. But you also wanted it fixed. “ I guess. “

He started gently rubbing a wash cloth over the marks causing you to inhale sharply. “ On second thoughts just leave it alone. “

“ Y/N I mean Striker I know it hurts. I got beat by brass knuckles once. But if you want it to heal you need to let me fix them. I’m gunna go slow and run some water over it. “ as he ran the water over it the pain started to go away. In a matter of minutes he stopped. “ Ok striker do you need me to do anything else?” You did. You needed your back fixed. You don’t know what they hit you with from behind last night but it hurt. But it could also be your marks from the refuge and your parents. And you didn’t want anyone to see them. “ No, you need to get back to Brooklyn. I can fix the rest myself. “

“ ya sure?” He asked. He knew there was more injuries but he didn’t want to push ya. And you was right about needing to get back to Brooklyn.

“ Ya. Thanks spot. Here, take this“ you gave him part the bread from breakfast. He took it and went on his way. You heard him say somthin the the newsies as he left. But you didn’t know what that was. You came out of the bathroom and climbed back up to jacks penthouse. He surprisingly not up there. You didn’t know when you fell asleep up there but when you woke up it was morning. When you woke up your shirt was off so you could your wraps. You always slept in your wraps and ya pants. The boys knew this. And they didn’t mind.

“ Ah. Your awake. “ Jack called out. “ I saw your back was bleeding through your wraps. I thought Spot And Smalls Patched you up?”

“ They did. But only where I told thems. “ you responded.

“ So why is your back bleeding and why didn’t you tell no one about it?”

“ Because Jack. I don’t want no one seein my back. It’s a disaster of scars. Some from the refuge. Some from my folks. “ the rooftop went dead silent.

“ I’m sorry. Do you want anyone specific to help patch them up today because there is no way we is leavin you alone. “

“ It doesn’t matter who stays. As long as they can keep a secret. “

“ Ok. I’ll go tell the fellas that I’m stayin home from work today. “

“ Jack you are the best seller. You can’t!”

“Striker yes I can. Do ya want any of the others fellas to know about this. Do you think any of them can keep a secret. Do you think any of them make enough money that they can miss a days pay. I’m stayin with you.“ Jack kisses your head to which you pulled back. He looked confused. That’s when you pushed up your hair and revealed your beat up forehead.

“ Anything else you wanna tell me?” He started making his way back to his side of the penthouse to get some rags for your back when you blurted out “ Jojo is adopted. My parents adopted him to replace me. And then we left them when he found out what they did to me. That’s why the Delancys beat me up. For leaving the family. “ Jack froze. He stammered. “ Wait. This means that your a-“

“ Delancy. Yes. Y/N Delancy. But they ain’t my family. I got no family. The only person besides Jojo that knows is Smalls. . “

“ Wow. Well come here. Let me clean your back off. “ you halfway undid your wraps so that your back was showing but your front wasn’t. The rough washcloth stung as it ran up and down your back. “Jack. Your not mad at me. Are ya?” He was silent. Then he spoke. “ No Striker I ain’t mad at you. Mad at your brothers yes. Mad at your parents for treating ya like this. Yes. Mad that someone as sweet as you had to go through this. Hell Yes. But your tough as nails. “ That last part made you smile. Jack finished fixing you up help you redo your wrap. “ Your going to get better Striker. This WILL heal. How about we go to Central Park just to get ya outside. No papes. Just to be outside.” You could tell it wasn’t a question and more of a command. So you went to Central Park and spent the day there. A nice lady gave you a quarter. You don’t know why. It was getting dark and you and Jack decided to head back to the lodging house. When ya got back to the lodging house the rest of the newsies welcomed ya in. That’s when ya realized that ya had a family. And in the family there were no secrets. So after dinner ya told the newsies the entire story. There was no way that the newsies were every leavin you and Jojo alone again.

That’s is I hope ya liked it.

#newsies #jack kelly #les jacobs #davey jacobs #jojo fanart #racetrack higgins #sprace #spot conlon #albert dasilva #elmer kasprzak #smalls newsies #newsies broadway #brooklyn newsies

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[ BROKEN RECORDS ; asks ]

💌 — love letter from @kyriaan

from track 007.

Okay okay im still kinda meh'ish' but i really wanted to answer you so 😭 ill try to compile both my answer to your answer on my love letter and my hyped review on track 7 <3 so yeah another long ass rant from me 😩💕Suki... Suki pls I totally forgot Tsumu had a crush on us Suki... And then poor Tsumu ir there sulking cause he still likes u- JFBFBDVDVSJCHDHSIA omfg i wanted so much to hug him my baby I like him so much 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 and he was trying so hard to behave while just sitting there sad fhfhfvbbshsjfhbdjaofhffhsoshd TSUMU YOU'RE STILL IN MY TOP 3 BABY 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂

And then you throw the whole dancing scene with suna and I dont know whos on my top 3 anymore 🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃 SUKIIIIIIII THAT SCENE ALONE GJGJBFBSJCNFNKSOSNF OMFG IM FALLING SO HARD FOR SUNA I THINK? I think my top 3 had 4 dudes in it cause 3rd place has Suna and Atsumu tied?? Hfhfbfbfhdhsja I CANT PICK?? BUT BUT I WAS FEELING STUPIDLY DOWN WHEN READING THAT AND THAT SCENE ALONE MADE ME FEEL SO SOFT IT WAS SO CUTE AND OMG IF SUNA DID THAT TO ME I WOULD DROP ON MY KNEES AND ASK HIM TO MARRY ME CAUSE OMFGGGFFFF DUDE EVEN WENT AHEAD AND SAID THAT WHOLE 'HES GOING TO BE ONE LUCKY GUY'

Oh shit im crying again that scene lets me emotional 😭😭😭😭 someone get me a sunrin irl pls

Anyways the way that suna knows y/n is just.... FUCKING END UP TOGETHER ALREADY FOR THE LOVE OF GOD JUST JBVSHSJBEHSISJ

Also how powerful are we?? HOW FUCKING POWERFUL ARE WE TO SCORE SUNA KITA AND TSUMU?? ARE YOU GONNA TELL. ME IF OIKAWA MOFO TOORU APPEARED HE WOULD ALSO BE ON HIS KNEES FOR US?? (okay no wait... No nooo i would legit drop anyones ass for tooru hes that powerful for me like sorry suna was fun but TOORU)

Yo nah but the whole Kita sex scene- let me breath bestie LET ME BREATH CAUSE I WAS HOT BUT AT SAME TIME I WAS FEELING GUILTY 😂😂😂😂 ESPECIALLY WHEN HE WAS FEELING DISAPPOINTED NEXT DAY LIKE KITA PLS BABY WHAT WERE YOU EXPECTING?? 😬😬😬😬 But at same time his 'ill fuck the thought of him out of you tonight' I ALMOST MOANED YASSSSS TELL ME DADDY HOLY SHITTTTT

👀👀👀👀 Still not a kita simp ✌️✌️🤏✌️

Okay Kita deserves the best tho I mean okay he went there as a y/n mom's plan but he did ended up helping alot... Especially cause he knows no matter what y/n heart will always be suna's and pls give Kita the best ending possible cause he deserves someone who will trully love him and show him the world cause mah boy deserves it

*breaths in breaths out* i hated this scene- not in a bad way but shit i hate rejections... To the point im kinda afraid of confessing now cause i despise the feeling of being rejected... The best i can descrive it it like this coldness in your chest that descends your whole body and then you feel frozen in place.. Thats how it feels for me I hate it I absolutely despise it- its also the feeling i have when in a really bad situation and ugh...

The suna part made. Me feel this no matter how many times i reread it the feeling doesnt lessen it keeps being there cause (okay you probably are tired already of me saying this but) Suki I feel like I cant put it in words how much of a fucking good of a writer you are. Ill go ahead and say you are by far my favorite writer the fact i always feel so engaged and the fact i always feel like im there its just- it blows my mind.

I felt like suna was personally rejecting me and i hated it- i swear the moment he said prove it I almost screamed HOW? My brain had to take a moment to just slap me and say: 'kya you reading this is not happening chill-' cause i was already sobbing uncontrollably... I even whimpered the dont leave me 😬 my sadass went to bed feeling so sad thanks to suna... Man i wanted so much to hug him and i swear i would give him as much love as he gave y/n cause well i kin suna alot in this series cause im like that im a giver i treat others the way i would like to be treated (reason why ive been down lately ✌️) and i cant blame suna for finally setting boundaries- his call tho 'do i not stand a chance with you anymore y/n? Are you really not capable of falling in love with me?".... Oh suna... We are in love with you.. We always were we're just fucking stupid 😩

Also mari pls go jump off a cliff <3 youre in need dear cause sleeping with other man just to separate suna and y/n <3 i want so much to punch her 🙂🙃

Now for the love letter part (im so sorry for this being so long ✌️)

You said that if we asked suna he woukd say that he genuinely loved mari okay... Ill go ahead and say yes he liked mari he even learned how to love her and he genuinely cared for her BUT and heres where my personal view comes in so maybe ill be biased here still for me that was just a he loves her as in he cares you also love your friends and care for them but he didnt love her- and by this I mean- he could never be fully committed for her. Yes he loved her and he felt happy with her but like track 7 proved everything he would do in the back of his mind was y/n he deeply wished Mari was her and for that he just loved Mari cause he learned how to care about her- but he never forgot who he trully was in love it. Also the happiness he experienced with Mari was pretty much the one I experienced the bliss of having someone there and that bliss also made suna turn a blind eye to all the red flags from Mari cause to him all the jealousy meant she cared and thats toxic but suna was so desperate for some sort of 'she cares' that even all the possessiveness was bliss for him... And that makes my heart clench for suna...

'suna had to put an effort for the relationship' and saddly i feel like mari didnt... Mari didnt care mari was there because she was a fangirl of suna and got lucky, the way she just discarded him so effortlessly that proved-screamed how much she loved him- she didnt. She was just possessive over him she liked the whole 'hes mine' dynamic and suna was the perfect boyfriend cause he was giving her the world... What he wanted someone to do for him.

Also yeah suna and y/n might have been spurred from them being fuck buddies but well love doesnt really have an agenda- they just clicked, understood each other and had chemistry yeah they had tons and tons of sex but feelings started not because of sex but thanks to their deep connection... Also that dsncing scene in track 7 that alone spoke for their whole relationship- that alone is enough to defend their feelings for each other- yes it might jave started just as fuck buddies but ended up in them loving each other deeply and that is enough love after all doesnt need a perfect start. It can start out of the most stupid ways.

You said life with excitement and fun wouldn't be permanent or real.. Honestly i think it could be.. Cause i mean when you love someone that deeply your life always feels exciting even with the littlest things and that the purest kind of love. Even just going for a walk at the beach would be fun for them or even staying up watching movies i believe suna and y/n would always find a way to make their lofe exciting without much effort.

Also it kinda makes me. Sad when i see some anon saying that y/n and suna relationship are toxic? It makes me. Confused maybe because I was in such extremely toxic one (girl i sweat if you search for toxic relationship my ex's face will be there as an example 🙄) that Mari to me screams toxic! Possessive, manipulative, jealous and a few more if I think closely about it while with y/n and suna they are just two idiots that are hurting each other cause they're just that: idiots one that is afraid to get hurt and the other that keeps hoping- dont get me wrong what they're doing is not healthy but i dont find it toxic honestly

Sorry for the extreme long rant 8D I tried to keep it short but you always make me so hyped to talk about your works 😩

Hfbfbfhfhfieia

[ from saeren ]

NAHHH CUZ I LOVE TSUMU SO MUCH HERE HE WAS SO PRECIOUS. I didn’t write too much about them in college but Atsumu was so cute when he crushed on YN. he was always sending her memes and cute texts like “have you eaten” “good morning” and she’d feel so awkward because she doesn’t know how to let him down easy without hurting him. either way tsumu would feel hurt. AND YES PLS HE WAS SO SAD I MEAN, HIS CRUSH AND HIS BEST FRIEND NEARLY HAD SEX RIGHT IN FRONT OF THEM SO THAT’S GOING TO HURT

SUNA AND ATSUMU TIED?? tbh I loved that dancing scene bcos suna is one of my faves and I really wanna do that with him hehehhehe. NAHHH PLEASE SAME IF SUNA DANCED WITH ME AND MADE A WEDDING PLAYLIST I’D BE LIKE boy what’re u waiting for let’s get married now !! n yes he said whoever YN will choose in the future will be one lucky guy IM SOBBING RN

naur cuz. there’s something about dating your best friend. I’m not saying a boyfriend wouldn’t know you as well but there’s something different when you’re best friends first. they could literally share eye contact and have a long ass conversation just from that. their connection is different.

HAJKALA AS FOR THE POWER, BR! YN IS A VERY CHARISMATIC AND FRIENDLY PERSON !! she’s like one of those people you meet that not only are they attractive as hell, but they’re also super approachable and down to earth. that’s why she’s so popular + she’s flirty and can make a stranger feel welcome or comfortable in the first meeting. SGSHJAK I WAS ACTUALLY PLANNING TO ADD OIKAWA HERE BUT I WANNA MAKE IT MORE INARIZAKI CENTRED

the seggs scene with kita SOBSSSS he’s such a soft dom IDC he knows where the clit is, he knows how to hit it. he’s a “your pleasure first before mine” type of guy. kita is perfect, PERIODT. HE GIVES DADDY VIBES HUH AHSKAA HE’S SO SWEET YET SEXY IM IN LOVE WITH HIM ISTG IF SUNA WASN’T OUR BEST FRIEND THEN I’D RUN FOR KITA ALL THE TIME. and I agree, kita deserves the best !! and don’t worry, I actually plan on giving kita the best ending, I promise you he’ll be fine (slight spoiler there)

YESSSSS OMG I’VE BEEN REJECTED BEFORE AND THAT’S EXACTLY HOW I FELT, MY BODY WAS SO COLD AND I WAS SO CONFUSED LIKE IT MAKES YOU THINK. am I not good enough, did I do something wrong, do you not wanna give me a chance or try it out but ofc I’d never say that out loud. AND KYAAA AAAH IM YOUR FAVORITE WRITER??? NO CUZ YOU’RE GOING TO MAKE ME CRY. I remember ur asks way back reckless era and you used to tell me that my writing made you picture the scenes easily and you felt you were there in that moment and I’m just so grateful thank you so much <33

NO BCOS WHEN SUNA SAID “prove it” I was like. this is it. that’s his hot boy shit moment. man’s has had enough of being thrown from one toxic relationship to another and he also deserves his good moments yknow. and you kin suna here?? BESTIE IM SORRY TO HEAR THAT, SUNA’S BEEN THROUGH A LOT HERE AHSJAKA. that’s true about suna tho !! he’s definitely affectionate + a giver. he’s happy being the one who gives most of the time but he’s a human as well, ofc he’d want to receive the same amount of love back. ALSO HIS PHONE CALLLLLL ugh tbh that part was the one that made me the saddest bcos he’s just. he wants to know if there’s really no more chance. all this time he never gave up. but he’s also tired so if yn says ‘no more’ then he’ll give up. its his way of respecting himself too ahsjaka

YOOOOO I AGREE WITH THAT. he cares for mari as a person but not 100% as a lover. but ofc he’s still thankful for how happy she made him because she was there at his worst. and that’s true, deep down suna still wishes that it was YN who’s right beside him. he will always ALWAYS want her back. he learned how to love mari in a way that was more out of mutual care but not in the way he loves YN. no that’s reserved only for YN – she will remain no 1 in his heart. AND YESSSSS the reason why suna overlooked the red flags was bcos to him, its something that was supposed to be “normal” like no perfect partner existed. he thought mari’s attitude of pushing YN away was normal, and its normal to want your partner’s best friend keep some distance but not to the point of mari’s place where she literally wants the two of them to cut each other out of their lives.

and aww I’m so happy that you realized how I wanted to portray suna and yn’s relationship. they’re….like the definition of youth in its freest form. they were fucking around and doing stupid things, but they had a connection. they had something deeper than just sexual intimacy. even if they never dated or even if YN never proposed the idea of it, they would’ve actually been still great friends. and oooh I actually don’t remember saying life with excitement and fun wouldn’t be real HAHAHAHA so I can’t comment further on that. but I think when I ‘said’ those I probably meant that it’s not always going to be all rainbows and unicorns in a relationship. there’s no such thing as a relationship that’s always happy and sweet 24/7, but ofc it can be sweet and it can be pure even with the little things <33 they just need to work on it.

hmmm tbhhhh… suna and yn are toxic in a way that they refuse to let each other go when they clearly can’t meet halfway. toxic doesn’t have to be limited in just being mari-like in which they are possessive or manipulative, because then if we’d drive deeper into yn’s personality, then she’d be stringing suna all along and that’s unfair of her. she knows suna wants more and yet she remained being friends with him, which totally isn’t a bad thing, but it’s because she keeps flirting with him and is so romantically comfortable with him that she doesn’t realize it’s hurting suna because he’ll give double meanings to that. their relationship is ‘toxic’ because they’re not entirely good for each other, they’re not that ready to be with one another yet and neither is the world letting them be in peace, so forcing their relationship to a point they’re hurting another is the toxic part.

[ from @kyriaan ]

Ah also not me feeling all proud and mushy cause my analysis made you mind blown fjfbdnsjdkpa 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 I guess its also because i see this story as a really big mirror of my own toxic relationship sonits extremely easy for me to get it... And oh boy the way i kin suna here

But dhdhfjdospdhfbsoa 🥺🥺🥺🥺 i feel happy now *huggles*

[ from saeren ]

and aah yes ofc, I’m really happy whenever someone can see the underlying details I scatter throughout the story !! yeah omg same hahahaha broken records is also half inspired by the toxic people I’ve met. I kin kita here tho and I’m so glad you’re happier now !!

#asks with naoya's trophy wife #series ( broken records )#tw: toxic

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overobsessivewhumper · 4 years

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Mutt’s hospital visit

Ahhhh... Finally i got to writing! This took too long! Not one of my best works, but hey... This is extra bad, because my knowledge of hospitals and medicine are very limited

Content warning: hospital, broken ribs, mention of other injuries, modern slavery, past abuse

Tag list: @castielamigos-whump-side-blog @burtlederp @im-not-rare-im-rarr @comfortforthepain @18-toe-beans @haro-whumps @deluxewhump @kungpao-giffy @draganies @spiffythespook @whump-chains @projectstripe

Gavin should have noticed sooner. It was so obvious. Any other person would have noticed. Everything was pointing to it. The coughing, Caleb’s shallow and careful breathing, the way he occasionally clutched his side in pain when he thought Gavin wasn’t paying attention to him. But Gavin didn’t notice, did he? Not until he finally came around to asking Caleb to show him what’s wrong and saw the very unnatural shift of rib bones along his right side.

And Gavin’s ignorance is precisely the reason he’s currently driving as fast as he dares, heart rate going a whole lot faster then it probably should in a healthy human, whilst Caleb sits on the passenger seat, looking equal parts absolutely terrified and confused. Gavin should have noticed sooner. Caleb could have died of internal bleeding! Hell, he could be dying right now!

“Just… Just hang in there Caleb. It’s fine. You’re… You’re going to be fine! This is all fine! You are not dying!” Gavin wondered who he was actually trying to reassure; Caleb, or himself. Gavin glances over at Caleb. Caleb does not look reassured.

“D… Dying?! I’m… I’m dying?” Gavin curses himself for being this shit at handling stress situations.

“No. No. It’s fine Caleb. I… You’re going to be fine! It’s just… just broken ribs. It’s fine.” Turning his attention back to the road, Gavin tries to get his breathing in check, attempting a few slow and deep breaths in a row. Gavin can feel Caleb’s eyes on him, getting the feeling that the man next to him is burning to ask him something, but doesn’t dare to say anything.

“You want to say something, right? Go on. You always have my permission to speak.” Gavin’s words come out a bit choked between his shitty attempts at calm breathing. He can see Caleb fidgeting with his hands in the corner of his eye.

“I… Mas… I… I mean Gavin I…” He closes his eyes, swallowing hard. He clenches his fists before speaking louder, faster and clearer than Gavin heard him ever before. “If you’re bringing me to a… a Pet pound because of a… a few br… broken ribs, I… I beg you not to! I can st… still work! I can be… be useful a… and good, eve… even if I am damaged goods!” For a moment, Gavin can’t say anything. But he jumps back into action when he can see Caleb curling in on himself again, looking horrified at how he just spoke back to his Master. Gavin can sense him going into apologising and begging for forgiveness mode.

“No! I’m not taking you to a Pet pound!” Gavin stops. He’s being too loud. He can’t get loud with Caleb. He tries again, keeping his voice at a moderate level. “I would never Caleb. “ Caleb is staring at his wrists. “Caleb… Please look at me.” Caleb obeys, as he always does. “I can’t look at you right now. Don’t want to get us caught up in a car accident as well… But please. Trust me when I say, I’m not going to give you away. Not now, not ever.” Gavin feels Caleb itching to ask something again.

“It’s okay if you want to ask something Caleb. I won’t see it as rude.” Caleb resumes his fidgeting again.

“I… Ga… Gavin, whe… where are we go… going then?” Good question. Where are they going to? Caleb needs medical care. And fast. Gavin is not risking a man’s death over said man’s assurance that he can work on with broken ribs. Pet medical facilities have the biggest array of different treatments, but Gavin doesn’t trust them, nor does he like the rumours he’s heard about the places. And it could very well scare Caleb, seeing one of those places, and he might assume Gavin might still want to give him away.

No. no way in hell is Gavin taking Caleb to one of those places.

Normal hospitals offer limited treatment for Pets, but only in emergency situations. Well if this wouldn’t be counted as a emergency situation, Gavin didn’t know what would. Gavin shuddered. His dislike of hospitals is big, but he wouldn’t risk a humans life because of one of his silly dislikes.

Caught deep in thought, Gavin almost misses a turn, and ends up having to do it a little too fast and sharp. Caleb gets caught unready for the sudden change of direction, and hits the car door with his shoulder. He grunts in pain, wrapping his arm around his right side as the movement must have jostled his ribs. Guilt pools in Gavin’s stomach, hot and sharp.

“Shit, Caleb, I am so sorry! Crap… Sorry! I’ll try to drive more careful!” Gavin is aware that he’s being too loud, but he can’t help it. Caleb just has a confused and pained expression plastered on his face. Well, at least he probably didn’t mistake me raising my voice as signs of anger, Gavin thinks.

Gavin decides against saying anything else, knowing that he keeps saying thing that just make Caleb worry more. Shutting up is his best option here. And that he does for the rest of the drive. There are no more issues with Gavin’s terrible driving leading to more pain for Caleb, but the way he takes every breath with extreme caution worries Gavin a lot.

Getting Caleb out of the car needs a little bit of patience and gentle coaxing, fear evident on the smaller man’s still bruised face. It’s obvious Caleb wants to obey, but the fear is keeping him from doing that, causing him even more distress. Eventually, Gavin manages to get him out, promising him that he won’t leave his side, and telling him that he can hold on to him if that makes him feel better.

Cautiously, pale, frail fingers wrap around Gavin’s left arm gently, as Caleb’s worried eyes skim across the parking lot. Gavin smiles reassuringly, lightly placing his bigger hand over the smaller, scarred one clutching to his upper arm.

“You’re doing great Caleb.” Caleb doesn’t look like he’s sure he should be allowed to believe that.

Keeping his pace slow as to accommodate for Caleb’s limp, Gavin starts walking towards the entrance of the hospital. Gavin’s concern spikes at how small and breakable Caleb looks clinging to his arm. It’s only been approximately two days since Gavin first saw Caleb kneeling on the floor before him in Mr. Hughes house, but Gavin already knows that if it came to it, he’d be ready to take bullets for this guy. Caleb deserves more love and care and positive attention then Gavin could ever give him and it burns him up inside that people like his boss would find pleasure and amusement in abusing people like him.

Caleb has a poorly concealed expression of pain spread to every corner of his face, worrying Gavin further.

As they step into the hospital, Caleb moves a little closer to Gavin, so close that he’s pressed right against his side. Gavin takes his hand in his.

“Hey… It’s okay. I won’t leave your side.”

Caleb mumbles a quiet “Thank you Master.” in response.

Once at the reception desk, Gavin contemplates just not mentioning that Caleb is a Pet, but eventually decides against it. The chip would get noticed, and he’d only prologue Caleb’s wait for treatment and get them both into trouble.

So he has to explain to the man at the desk, probably in his early forties with black hair and reading glasses, that he’s actually Caleb’s owner. The man’s smile fades to a frown.

“Oh. You’re one of those people. Well you just need to go right down that hall, and at the far left, you’ll find a door leading to the Pet ward. Good luck finding it.” He does nothing to conceal the disgust in his voice or expression. Gavin nods and smiles, before going in the direction the receptionist pointed him. Guilt blooms in Gavin’s chest once again.

It doesn’t take them too long to get there, even with Caleb’s limp. He’s obviously pushing himself hard to walk fast.

Once in the ward, Gavin is greeted with another reception desk, this time maned by a young blond girl, currently typing something on the computer in front of her. She looks up at Gavin, and then over at Caleb. She frowns at Caleb, probably because of the terrified way he clings to Gavin’s side, and the bruises littering his face and neck.

“Yes?” Her voice has a hint of sadness to it.

“I well… Um…” He points at Caleb. “He’s got like… seriously bad looking broken ribs all along his right side and I don’t know how long he’s had them and he could be dying of internal bleeding and he’s in a lot of pain, like… a lot! And I don’t know if some of the bones pierced some of his internal organs or something! It looks really bad!” Gavin couldn’t stop the spew of words from coming from his mouth, barely remembering that he still has to breath.

“Woah there Mister, calm down! Can you show me how bad it looks?” Quietly apologising to Caleb, he tugs his t-shirt up and shows her his right side. “Yeah… That doesn’t look good… I’ll make sure to get a doctor to see you as soon as possible.” She grabs a piece of bright yellow paper and a pen from the side and hands both to Gavin. “In the meantime, fill this out. Waiting room’s over there.”

She points to a door to the side. Gavin nods and steps into the waiting room, Caleb still clutching to his arm.

There aren’t many other people in the waiting room. There’s an elder lady with a tired expression on her face sitting on a chair with a female Pet sitting at her feet. She looks like a rather high class pet, dressed rather fancily. She has her knees drawn up to her chest an her eyes closed. There is a second woman siting in a chair further away. She looks younger and seriously pissed. She has a male Pet kneeling at her feet, a less high class pet then the other woman. The Pet has his arm cradled to his chest, it looks bent in an odd angle. There is a third Pet kneeling in the corner. It seems his Owner has left him here, probably to impatient or busy to wait with his Pet. The Pet has burns running up and down his arms. They don’t look all too bad, but cover a big enough area to need to have someone have a look at them.

Gavin sits down, making sure that Caleb sits in the chair right next to him. The elder lady seems put off by this. Gavin ignores her displease expression and starts filling out the formalities on the paper. It doesn’t ask much. Just basics, like the owners name, address, phone number and year of birth. It asks even less of the Pet. Merely their number and why they where brought here. Gavin has forgotten Caleb’s number by now. He leans closer to Caleb.

“What’s your number again?” He keeps his voice gentle and quiet.

“43002612” Caleb sounds a bit scared. Gavin can feel him trembling beside him. Gavin puts the paper to the side and turns to Caleb.

“Hey… You’re doing so great. And I really mean it. I know how stressful and scary hospitals can be.” He gently takes his Pet’s hand in his, rubbing his thumb across the back of it. “Is the pain bad? Please be honest.”

Caleb stares at Gavin, hesitating, before very cautiously nodding. Gavin frowns.

“But you’re doing really good.” Gavin smiles. For a moment, Caleb’s eyes seem to brighten up slightly.

It seems to Gavin that it takes ages until they get called out of the waiting room, the elderly lady complaining about them getting called out first in the background as they leave the waiting room.

In the doctor’s office Caleb gets asked to sit up on the examination table and take of his t-shirt. He does so with a bit of aid from Gavin’s part.

The doctor is a smallish man with greying brown hair that looks like he’s done with everything. He moves his chair closer to where Caleb is sitting, and scans his chip.

“Oh, only been his owner for a few days then, huh?” He eyes the bruises covering Caleb. Gavin nods, but says nothing. “Okay then. Lets get on with this then. I don’t have much time. Lay down please.”

Caleb looks at his Master questioningly, and when Gavin nods, he does what is asked of him.

The doctor examines the area by pressing at Caleb’s ribs gently and listening to his lungs.

“Well he has four broken ribs on his right side, that’s for sure, but his lungs are fine. But you’re not getting out of running him through an x-ray.”

“What about internal bleeding?”

“Well. I can’t really determine that from outside. We will run an MRI too to determine that.” Gavin nods.

The doctor runs through some technical things with Gavin whilst Caleb sits next to him silently. Gavin soon notices that there is no way he will be able to join Calen during the tests he’ll have to go through, and begins to worry about him. He promised he’d stay at Caleb’s side. When Caleb catches on to this he clings to Gavin even tighter.

“I know I promised I wouldn’t leave your side. I’m sorry, but I can’t come with you for this. I’m so sorry. But I’ll be right back at your side as soon as I can. And that’s a promise I plan to keep.” Caleb looks scared and unconvinced, but, obedient as ever, lets himself get led away.

This is when Gavin really starts to worry. It’s taking way too long. What if Caleb feels uncomfortable or scared? What if he passed out from internal blood loss? Gavin can feel himself hyperventilating again as he paces the halls of the Pet ward. He tries to get his breathing under control by breathing slowly into his cupped hands and holding his breath for ten seconds. It works moderately, but he still needs to lean against the wall for a moment.

It’s just all so much! A few days ago, he had nothing to do with Pet’s at all, nor did he think he ever would, and now, he owns one, and even might be responsible for his death. Yes, he wasn’t the one to inflict the wounds, but he should have noticed. He should have noticed. He should have took Caleb to the hospital straight away. Gavin rubs the palm of his hands across his face. There are so many things he should or could have done. So many. He just hopes he didn’t do the ones he did too late.

When he spots Caleb limping in his direction alongside a nurse, he feels like he can breath just a little bit freer. He starts bombarding her with questions and she tells him to calm down and that she’ll explain in a moment, sending Gavin’s heart racing with worry again.

Once Caleb is back on the examination table, she explains to Gavin that he hasn’t gotten any internal damage aside from the bruising around his broken ribs, and that the fractures are rather basic, so it will heal on its own.

“They won’t need any further medical treatment, but the rest of him sure does.” She glares at Gavin.

Gavin silently holds Caleb’s hand through out the treatment of the rest of his injuries, caressing the back of his hand with his thumb again. At one point the nurse leans in closer and asks something of Caleb. He shakes his head and says something quietly. The nurse looks up at Gavin.

“He says you didn’t do all this to him.” She gestures at the burn on Caleb’s ribs she’s currently tending to. Gavin shakes his head.

“No. I’ve only…” Gavin sighs. “Only been his… his owner for a short while.” She nods, becoming slightly less hostile towards Gavin.

Once she’s done, Caleb is bandaged up much neater then the low quality of bandaging Gavin had achieved. The nurse briefly explains some basics about how to care for the different wounds and how all he could do for the broken ribs is let Caleb rest and ice the area.

“What about some stronger pain killers? He’s in a lot of pain… I’ve been giving him Advil, but it isn’t nearly strong enough.”

She almost laughs out loud.

“Oh dear, no. I’m afraid that’s frightfully illegal.” Gavin blinks in confusion.

“What?”

“Prescribing Pet’s strong pain meds is illegal, dear. Have you been living under a rock?” What the hell?! Gavin runs his hands through his hair.

“Yeah. Apparently I have.”

From then on, Gavin tries to get out of there as fast as possible, wanting to get Caleb into an environment with less people, and himself out of the sterile halls of the hospital which seem much narrow for his liking.

When they are finally back in the car, he feels a little bit more relaxed. But he doesn’t trust himself to drive just yet.

“You did really good in there Caleb! You stayed so calm…” Caleb’s eyes brighten ever so slightly again.

“Tha… Thank you Gavin!” Gavin smiles a bit.

“Are you okay? Please answer truthfully.” Caleb stares at Gavin, trembling slightly. He seems to have no idea how to react.

“I guess what I’m asking is, do you need a hug?” Caleb hesitates and Gavin wonders if Caleb even likes such close physical proximity.

“I… I don’t think I… I deserve a… a reward Ma… Master Gavin…” Oh, so that’s what this is about.

“Well. I think you handled yourself really well in there. I think you deserve it.” Caleb looks unsure.

“I… Really?”

“Yes.” Gavin smiles reassuringly.

“Then… I… I’d be happy to a… accept a hug, Master Ga… Gavin”

Gavin manoeuvres himself closer to the passenger seat awkwardly, and gently wraps his arms around Caleb, careful as not to hurt him further. The position is rather uncomfortable for Gavin, the car’s gear stick sticking painfully into his thy, but by the way Caleb leans into Gavin, he really needed the hug, and then Gavin is more than happy to suffer through some minor discomfort for that.

To be honest, Caleb wasn’t the only one that really needed a hug.

#long post #sorry...#my writing #my OC's #hospital #broken bones #broken ribs #mention of other injuries #past abuse #modern slavery #pet whumpee #pet whump #whump #this did not come out that good...#sorry #my stuff #gavin and mutt

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malecsecretsanta · 3 years

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Merry Christmas, im-better-than-chocolate!

For @im-better-than-chocolate. You mentioned that you liked college AUs, angst with a happy ending, and big coming out moments that shock everyone. I hope this qualifies, and that you like it!!

Read On AO3

*****

Kiss Me (Take Me By Surprise)

Alec Lightwood didn’t like parties or big social gatherings, as a rule. He preferred to stay in and watch a movie or read a book rather than embarrass himself or drink until he collapsed with his classmates, even on Christmas.

“Come on, Alec, loosen up a little!” Isabelle called, slinging an arm around his shoulder. She was holding a plastic cup full of alcohol in one hand and Simon’s wrist in the other one.

“I’ll pass,” Alec muttered, shrugging her off and sending her back to her equally plastered boyfriend, who smiled goofily at her and helped keep her upright with one hand around her waist. Alec smiled a little to himself. For as much as he hated his little sister having a boyfriend in the first place, Simon was a good choice.

“It’s Christmas,” Jace complained from beside them, his hand on Clary’s hip. The redhead in question was giggling madly, swaying in place. Alec rolled his eyes. He hated drunk girls, even his friends. And drunk boys, for that matter - even his brother.

“Technically, it’s not,” Alec pointed out. “It’s the night before Christmas break.”

Jace rolled his eyes, letting out a loud, overdramatic groan. “Someday we’re going to teach you how to have fun, grandma.” He squeezed Clary’s hip and led them away to sit on one of Magnus’s loveseats. Jace pecked his drunk girlfriend on the cheek, and Alec pretended to gag. He was glad that Jace had finally found someone he loved, but sometimes the two of them were almost disgustingly sweet.

Alec looked around and spotted Magnus by their dorm Christmas tree, sipping some sort of alcohol - Alec didn’t have the patience to figure out what, exactly - and humming along to the Christmas music blaring from the speakers. He was wearing a gold-and-black outfit (because he wanted to “break tradition” and wear something other than red, white, or green) complete with glitter and a lattice of gold necklaces draped across his chest. His cheeks had a rosy flush to them, and Alec thought his eyes seemed even brighter than usual, almost downright luminous. He smiled and made his way over to his roommate of two years, best friend of three. Finally, someone at this godforsaken party that he could stand to be around.

“Having fun?” Magnus asked when he saw Alec approaching.

Alec grimaced a little. “You know I’m not.”

“Yeah, I do,” Magnus replied. “But maybe we can change that.”

Alec’s eyebrows drew together with confusion and he gave Magnus a baffled look. “What do you mean?”

“How long has it been since you kissed someone?”

Alec blushed, startled by Magnus’s sudden question. “I, uh, w-why do you ask?”

“Well, it’s been way too long for me, and I thought maybe we could both kiss someone tonight,” Magnus suggested, an impish smile on his lips. His brown eyes seemed to sparkle under the twinkling lights of the Christmas tree. Alec inhaled sharply. Was Magnus really asking him what he thought he was asking him?

Magnus gestured to the mistletoe hanging from the tree next to them. “It is tradition, after all.”

Alec rolled his eyes and tried to hide the way his heart raced at Magnus’s proposition. “It’s a stupid tradition.”

Magnus’s face fell. “You don’t want to?”

“No, no, I mean yes, I mean - ” Alec stumbled over his words, his cheeks flaming pink. “Yes, I, uh, I do want to. But maybe not while you’re under the influence?”

“I’m not drunk,” Magnus reassured him, and held out his cup for Alec to inspect. “See? There’s at least ¾ of that left. I’m about as sober as one can be at these parties without being you, Alexander.”

Alec hesitated, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth. “But you - ”

“There is a difference between drinking and drunk,” Magnus continued. “I promise you, I am fully aware of what I’m doing. I’m not drunk.” He leaned in close to whisper conspiratorially in Alec’s ear, a playful smirk on his lips. “But everyone else is. Which means...?”

“They won’t remember this in the morning,” Alec finished, realisation dawning on him.

“Precisely,” Magnus purred.

Alec blushed and looked away. “You, you really want to...do that with me?”

“Yes,” Magnus answered immediately. “And it’s okay to say it, Alexander,” he teased. “Go ahead. Say it. Kiss me.”

“I, okay,” Alec breathed. He stepped closer, into Magnus’s space, and leaned forward until he could rest his hands on Magnus’s hips. “Magnus, will you kiss me?”

“Of course, Alexander.”

As Magnus’s lips met his and sparks exploded behind Alec’s eyes, he couldn’t help but think that he might be convinced to start liking parties if this happened at each one.

~ ~ ~

“Alexander, is that you?”

Alec winced guiltily and let the door fall shut behind him. “Yeah,” he called back, hoping his tone of voice wouldn’t give him away. He wanted to get settled first, try to think of a way to explain this to Magnus where he didn’t end up sounding like a jerk or a coward or, worse, both. His hopes were dashed, however, when Magnus emerged from their shared bedroom and regarded him with an expectant sort of eagerness.

Magnus’s smile disappeared when he saw the look on Alec’s face. He walked towards Alec until he was just close enough to wrap his arms around him. “They didn’t take it well?”

Alec closed his eyes, fighting back the urge to cry. “They, uh, they didn’t take it at all,” he mumbled. “I didn’t tell them.”

Magnus drew away from Alec, his eyes guarded. “I thought we agreed you would tell them tonight.”

“I know, I know, and I’m sorry,” Alec rushed out. “I-I just, they were all having so much fun, and I couldn’t work it into conversation, and I-I’m sorry, Magnus.”

“Stop making excuses,” Magnus snapped, and his chocolate brown eyes filled with tears. “You didn’t tell them because you didn’t want to tell them, Alexander.” He looked immeasurably hurt, and Alec didn’t know what to do or say to soothe away his pain when he was the one who’d caused it.

“I’m sorry,” Alec offered helplessly. His own hazel eyes burned with unshed tears. “I’m so sorry, Magnus.”

Magnus sighed, and with that action, all of the anger drained out of him. “It’s okay. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be pushing you like this. I know how hard it is to come out.”

Alec shifted awkwardly, still feeling guilty. “I just don’t want to lose them.”

“I understand,” Magnus said. He was avoiding Alec’s eyes. “They’re your siblings.”

“And you’re my boyfriend,” Alec said softly. “I shouldn’t be putting you in second place.”

“It’s okay,” Magnus reassured him immediately, but the words rang empty and hollow in the space between them. Alec swallowed hard. He had to fix this.

“No, it isn’t,” he said, and a few of the tears from before spilled over. Alec choked on a little sob. He didn’t know what to do. He knew, he knew, that they had long since passed the time when most couples came out, and he knew that was his fault. Magnus made a soft noise in the back of his throat and wiped Alec’s tears away with the pad of his thumb.

“Alexander, I never want to pressure you into coming out,” Magnus said softly, reaching for Alec’s hand and tangling their fingers together. “But I refuse to be just a fling to you. I will not be a, a fuck buddy or someone that you love in private and never tell your family about. I will not be your dirty secret, Alec.” Tears were sliding down his cheeks, but his voice was firm.

“Are-Are you breaking up with me?” Alec whispered, hardly daring to breathe.

“Is, is that what you want?” Magnus’s voice shook.

“No!” Alec exclaimed. “No, god, Magnus, never.”

“Okay.” Magnus exhaled with relief. “Good. That’s, that’s good.”

“So you’re not breaking up with me, then?” Alec ventured carefully. He unconsciously squeezed Magnus’s hand tighter. Even the thought of it made him want to sob uncontrollably. They couldn’t break up. He loved Magnus, wanted him, needed him in his life. Alec didn’t know what he would do without Magnus. They’d come so far, and now Alec couldn’t imagine who he would be without Magnus by his side.

“No, I am not breaking up with you,” Magnus reassured him. He sidled closer and placed a soft, barely-there kiss to Alec’s lips. “I love you way too much to ever do that.”

Alec exhaled with relief. “Thank god. I love you, too.” He turned his head just enough so that he could bury his face in Magnus’s shoulder. “Don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“You’d be just fine,” Magnus said, combing his fingers through Alec’s messy black hair. Alec made a sound of protest against Magnus’s shoulder, and Magnus shushed him gently. “So where do we go from here?”

“I’m going to come out,” Alec reassured his boyfriend of thirteen months. “I promise. I just need some time.”

“How much time?”

“I don’t know.” Alec pressed himself closer to Magnus, sniffing a little. “I’m scared.”

Magnus felt his heart break at those words, and he held Alec to him as tightly as he could. “I know you are, darling. It’s going to be okay. I promise.”

“I know.” Alec took a deep breath and pulled away from Magnus, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand and giving his boyfriend a brave smile. “I’ll do it at graduation.” When Magnus didn’t respond, Alec hurried on: “That’ll give me a few months to plan how I want to do it, what I’ll say, and everything else that comes in between.” He inhaled shakily. “With any luck, I’ll be valedictorian, and I can tell everyone then.”

“The whole school?” Magnus asked incredulously. “Alexander, are you sure?”

“Go big or go home,” Alec grinned at Magnus. “Aren’t you always saying that?”

Magnus rolled his eyes. “This isn’t quite what I meant, darling.”

Alec chuckled and leaned forward to place a soft kiss to Magnus’s lips. “Graduation. I promise.”

“I’ll hold you to that, Alexander.”

~ ~ ~

The words of the Dean floated in and out of Alec’s mind without really clicking, and his voice became a low, background sound. Alec took a deep breath, wiping his sweaty palms on his jeans. He could do this. He could. He had to.

Magnus picked at a thread on his gown in the audience, watching Alec closely. He was looking more and more nervous with each passing second, and only Magnus knew that he wasn’t just nervous for his valedictorian speech.

Magnus bit his lip, hard, to stave off the sudden onslaught of tears that threatened. Alec wasn’t going to do it. He was going to bail. It was too much, not the right time, a bad idea, something. It was always something. Magnus knew he was being irrational, petty, even, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. He felt more and more like a dirty secret, just somebody to pass the time, with each day that went by with them hiding their relationship from the outside world. Did Alec even really care for him? Or was all this a lie, and Magnus was just a way for Alec to blow off some steam after finals?

Magnus dug his nails into his palms, cursing himself internally. He wasn’t being fair. Still, his breath caught in his throat as the Dean finished his speech and handed the microphone to Alec. He swallowed hard. This was it. The moment of truth. Time to see what, or rather who, Alec cared about more.

Alec felt like he’d been handed the cure for cancer when the Dean gave him the mic; it was great, of course, but he had no idea what to do with it. He found himself wishing desperately that he’d taken Magnus’s advice about using notecards. This was going to be a disaster.

Alec cleared his throat loudly, wincing when the feedback made his mic whine. He took a deep, steadying breath and found Magnus in the audience. He could do this. He was going to do this.

“Uh, hi,” Alec began, and a few of the audience members snickered. He saw Magnus turn around and glare at them, and Alec’s lips quirked upward into an almost-but-not-quite smile. “I’m Alec Lightwood, your valedictorian, as I’m sure you all already know.”

There were a few murmurs of agreement, and he heard Jace yell, “Get on with it!” Alec grinned and watched in his peripheral vision as Izzy elbowed him, hard, making him yelp.

“This year has been...a lot for so many of us, myself included,” Alec continued, hoping his voice wasn’t shaking too badly. “But, just as I hope you all had people there to help you, I had people who helped me.” He smiled at Jace and Izzy, who stopped bickering long enough to smile back at him. “My siblings, my friends, and my teachers all kept me afloat this year. I’m forever grateful to them for helping me get to where I am right now.”

He paused to take a breath, his grip on the mic tightening. “I never thought I’d be standing here, valedictorian certificate in my hand.” He smiled at the audience. “This is honestly a dream come true.”

Alec paused and looked out at Magnus. This was it.

“And though I have a lot of people to thank for that, there’s one person who has been there for me through it all, one person who has seen the half-insane, sleep-deprived version of me cramming for a final, one person who has endured all of my rants and proofread all of my essays, and he is the reason that I’m standing here today.”

Alec took a deep breath and fought to calm his racing heart. He could do this.

“That person is my - ” Alec choked on the word ‘boyfriend’ and stopped, searching for Magnus in the crowd. When he found him, tears began to pool in Alec’s eyes. Magnus looked devastated, betrayed, even. Above all, the disappointment on his face was impossible to conceal.

Alec swallowed hard. No. That was enough. That was enough! He was tired of lying and hiding and pretending and hurting the people he loved. He was so damn tired of this. Alec cleared his throat and lifted the microphone once again.

“That person is my roommate and best friend, Magnus Bane. If Magnus would please come up here with me, I would like to specially thank him for everything he’s done for me.”

The audience cheered and clapped, and Magnus, looking rightfully confused, was ushered out of his seat and pushed towards the stage.

Alec watched his progression raptly, his breath catching at the sight of Magnus in his blue graduation gown. He looked just as beautiful as that first night, illuminated by the fluorescent lighting of the recital hall instead of the twinkling lights of their dormitory Christmas tree. His hair was gelled into spikes and he’d applied blue highlights for the graduation. Glitter dusted his cheekbones and his eyes, usually a soft, kind brown, seemed to flash gold underneath the brilliant lighting of the stage. Midnight blue painted fingernails gripped the railing as he walked up, and Alec felt an overwhelming urge to cry. He was so beautiful. Magnus was so beautiful, and he had chosen Alec.

When Magnus reached him, Alec raised the mic to his lips once more and said: “Magnus is my best friend, my closest confidante, the one person who has been there for me through all of the ups and downs, and he means the world to me. He helped me figure out who I am and when I needed him the most, he was always right where I expected him to be. He’s given so much to me, and it’s about time I give something back to him.” Alec let the mic fall from his fingers and clatter to the stage floor. He turned to face Magnus, emotion building in his chest, and he knew what he had to do.

“What are you doing?” Magnus hissed.

“The right thing,” Alec replied. “What I should have done a long time ago.” With that, Alec dragged Magnus towards him by the sleeves of his graduation gown and kissed him, full and hard and unashamed.

The audience didn’t gasp or exclaim, at least not right away, like they always did in all of those teen movies, but their surprise was certainly palpable enough. Alec grinned against Magnus’s lips, still kissing him. Magnus tasted as wonderful and breathtaking as he had that first time over a year ago, and Alec was hit with an overwhelming sense of pride, of joy, of rightness. He knew then that, no matter how everyone reacted, he’d made the right choice.

By the time Alec and Magnus broke apart, the crowd was no longer silent. There were cheers and whoops, shouting and various exclamations of surprise. Alec smirked. No one had expected the valedictorian to be gay. No one had expected Alec to be Magnus’s choice. No one had expected this.

People were rushing onstage, ignoring the shouts of the Dean to remain seated and calm, and Alec spied Jace & Izzy among them. He exchanged a glance with Magnus, and Magnus nodded, waving him away. “Go. Talk to your siblings.” Alec shot him a grateful look and winked once before disappearing into the crowd.

Magnus watched him go, his lips twisted into a grin. He was really going to have to stop underestimating Alexander, it seemed. His boyfriend was absolutely full of surprises.

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mha-fanfic-writer · 4 years

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Apology that changed the world

L.O.V & bakugou,todoroki, and midoriya x reader

Here you were, surrounded by the League, You were all mights niece so it was pretty obvious why you were in this situation. Class 3-A and the pros were surrounding everywhere. They had to help you but the league got to you first. Being in your 3rd year and dealing with them since the first year was painful, not because of the fights but because every time you made eye contact with any of them you felt your heart break. They had been through so much and nobody bothered to listen. “Give it up, you're not getting out of here alive” dabi spoke up. “This is getting boring, why do we need to kill them” toga wined. “Shut up you brat” shigaraki spoke. He was standing in front of you with the others circling you. You didn't say anything. “Kid, don't worry we're going to get you out” you heard hawks from above. They could kill you an instant so the heroes could move in right now. “Tenko” your voice was quiet and shaky. He didn't respond. “What brat” he finally said. “Im sorry” you said looking down and clinching your fists. You were shaking but not because you were sacred. “Huh” you heard. “What are you doing” bakugou spoke up thorough the ear piece. Everybody who was sent here had one. The to 10 could here you, class 3-A could hear you, Some other heroes could hear you. But you only cared that the league heard you. You took a step forward earring your class to tell you to stop. “I understand, you’ve suffered great injustice so have thousands before you.” you looked up with tears in your eyes. Dabi and toga stood beside him now both ready to attack if needed. You fell to your knees with your head down. “I offer and apology, and one long over due” you felt a tear roll down your cheek. This was being broadcasted live on TV and you were pretty sure they could hear you too. “I am sorry” you looked up with pure guilt in your eyes. Another tear fell. You but your hand over your shoulder. You had had a deep wound that you were for sure going to die from but that was the least of your worries at the moment. Shigaraki reached out to kill you and you seemed so accepting to it. You moved your head up further to where his hand was. “I know were supposed to fight, I reach for kindness in your heart” you were trying ot hold your tears in as you spoke but they kept falling. He moved his hand away and took of the one from his face and looked at you intently. “If you can forgive” as you were saying those words he reached out to your neck. The pros were going to move in but you told them to stop. “Peace can truly live” by now he had four fingers around your neck griping it tightly. He was shaking that much you could tell. He gritted his teeth before removing his hand and putting it to his side. You put your hand on your neck from how the pressure he put on it at the last moment. “I am scared, but ill use my final breath, to tell you that im sorry” you got back up and extended your hand. He looked at it then at you. “Can we end this dance of death” you asked. He could see the sincerity in your eyes when you spoke and so could the others wich is why they didn't move from there spot. “For the centuries of aggany, I offer you my amended this senseless killing ends” you stepped closer and griped his shirt. He didn't move but just looked forward. He flt something, was he felling sad? He looked down at you and you griped his shirt tighter. You moved closer to the point were it was a hug. “Im telling the truth, I know were supposed to giht I know you have kindness in your heart.” you felt his slowly move his arms up and wrap the around you. Tears fell down his face but he didn't look aways from the top of your head. You both fell to the ground, your small form sitting in between his legs as you embraced each other. Nobody was talking, Not the heroes nor your class. “Please forgive me” you muttered. He closed his eyes and in that moment you both felt at a peace. You were still crying but you could see the other members felt something to. You pulled away from him and looked around you at dabi, toga, kurogiri, spinner, everybody around you felt something. They all slowly made there way towards you and they got on there knees. Toga hugged you not even knowing why she did. Dabi put a hand on your head and felt blood on his face. He was crying and didn't even care. Spinner put a hand on your shoulder and the others just closed there eyes. Little by little they ll moved in and the next thing you know, you were boing cradled by people who were trying to kill you 10 minutes ago. You smiled at all of them. “ if i'm going to die, its gonna be with PEOPLE, who actually give a shit” you said earring a small laughed here and there. You could hear some of your class crying. “Please, anybody who can hear me. Stop all of this, we don't need this. This wasn't supposed to happen, not to them. They’ve been through so much and we never bothered to listen or care. Im begging you, all of you, forgive one another. Make a mens and give them a second chance. They didn't deserve this, none of them. Please, let them be human, we never once thought of them like that so im asking you now please do. Let them live there lives noramly, or as normal as it can be.” you were taking breaks between sentences. You were definitely going to die right now. You only had a few for minutes and you know it. “Please, can everybody come here” you asked. You heard people gather behind the league. “Dabi,” you spoke. He looked at you. Go to hawks” you said and gave him a small smile. He got up and walked towards the winged hero. They looked at each other for a bit both with smiles on there faces. They shook hands and pulled each other into a hug. You know these two had a relationship, you were nt sure what kind but you know there pasts. “Tenko” you said. “Go to midoriya” you asked. It took a while but he did. Midoriya extended his hand with rears in his eye. They shook hands and stood by each other. After sending the others off you called bakugou, midoriya and todoroki to you. The three stood in front of you. Bakugou desperately trying to hide his tears but miserably failing. Todorki was trying to do the same and midoriya just let his emotion through. “Bakugou, your going to be a gray hero, I know you don't need to hear it but I know you just are.” you gave him a small smiled. He got on his knees. “I doo need it” he admitted as tears fell down his face. He took off his goblets and wrapped his arms around you. “Todoroki, Be who you want to be, don't let anybody control you.” you said with the small determination left in you. He got down on his knees nest to you. You grazed your thumb over his scar and smiled before looking at midroya. “Midoriya, dint you ever give up. When I see you from wherever I go, I don't want to see you fall ans say there, I want ot see you fall and get right back up. Put that fuking quirk to use” you smiled. He keeled down and nodded. Your relationship with them was strong. You got to know each one, and became extremely close to them. You liked each of them more than a friend, sucks you would never get to tell them. The boys held you in there arms all of them crying. “Bakugou being who he was decided it was now or never. He leaned in and kissed your lips gently. You gave in before you felt a gentle pull to one side. Todorki did the same fallowed by midoriya. “We were planning on tell you later but we think know a good time” todoroki spoke. You smiled at them. “I love you guys” you smiled one last time before everything went dark. At least everything was ok now.

The boys yelled at the top of there lung when they knew you were gone. They didn't want you to br but you were. Pros who barley knew you were crying, your class was too. The league, everybody. You were right, the whole thing had been live on TV for the world to hear. They all saw and heard what one apology could do to the world. How one 18 year old could do so much in so little time.

The aftermath was just what you wanted. The ‘villains’ were no longer considered villains, they were regular civilians know, and everybody was so expecting to them. Dabi lived with his family again but was usually with hawks. As you figured the two had something going on. There were less villain attacks and more of them turning themselves in some getting off with a year or two in prisons and then released and other a little more but in the end they all got to live a normal life. Years later the three were all in the top 10, hawks took number 1 after endeavor had to retire due to him breaking ihs back and as it turns out he also had lung cancer. Wonder why. As of right now kirishima and bakugou are officially engaged. And todoroki and midoriya married. It had taken the ma while to move on but after you visited them in there dreams you told them to find someone, that they weren't allowed to die until they found someone and sure enough they did. You watched from the clouds as they all lived on happily. You had ended up being a fricken legend to the kids. Eri and kota were both 10 and 11 and they seemed to have a thing for each other, so that was a possibility when they got older. All for one passed shortly after the whole thing and shigaraki was living pretty good down there. Toga was happy, she didn't really see her family alot but she was good friends with uraraka and tsu now. “What do you think” toshinori asked as you both looked down at everybody. “Its what i’ve always wanted” you smiled softly.

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msjr0119 · 5 years

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Hold On

Part 20- I can’t lose you

Nobody got injured at the Homecoming ball, they all get separated into different safe houses- for safety.

Riley and Drake had confirmed that they had feelings for each other, however Drake believed Riley should be with Liam. Heartbroken, she moves back to New York. Only keeping in touch with Hana, Maxwell and Olivia.

Riley meets lawyer, Nate Cooper and begins a relationship with him. In Cordonia, Drake begins to court Kiara.

Nine months after Riley had left Cordonia- there is a reunion, but not the reunion the friends had hoped for.

*Characters belong to Pixelberry*

If you are under 18 please do not read this series. If you do you are consenting that you are over the age.

Series warnings: Suicide, domestic abuse, swearing, stabbing, smut 🍋. If any of these triggers affect you do not read!

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******

Kiara didn’t know how to react, she didn’t need a man- she was the heir to her estate, she was intelligent, why was she obsessed with Drake? When she was younger she always fantasied about being with the muscly commoner. Everyone looked down their noses at the Walker’s after Jackson tragically passed away. But not Kiara. She stayed civil with everyone, she taught Savannah Walker french before she abruptly left. Doing this, she had hoped it would bring her and Drake closer.

Kiara’s daydream was shortly interrupted, her head turned towards the wooden door swiftly like a meerkat. Drake’s body froze, his hand remained on the door knob. The vein in her neck became distended- she definitely didn’t trust the two of them now.

“WALKER! SIT DOWN!”

“Kiara, you have a problem with me not Drake. You and I can sort this. Just let him go. When the atmosphere is better, you two can sort this out. I’m sure he will forgive you. Right Drake?”

“Have you lost your brain cells Brooks? No chance in hell am I forgiving her!”

Riley grabbed Kiara’s hand, holding it tightly. Her baby blues, fixated on the insecure woman stood in front of her.

“Kiara, he doesn’t mean it he’s angry. You’re angry. Just both calm down. We can get through this.”

“We? Because you’re always involved aren’t you Riley.”

“I- I meant you two can sort it out. I promise you Ki, that I won’t tell anyone. I’ll just say to Liam that I was tired so I went straight to bed. It’s the first time I’ve drank alcohol in weeks- it’s a reliable story. Please. What else can I do to persuade you?”

“You should have never come back! You don’t belong here.”

Riley hated how everyone treat her using her commoner status. Everyone is equal she believed. No matter what status they had.

“Maybe I don’t belong here, maybe it was fate that I’m here. But between you and Madeleine, you two belong elsewhere too! You both need your heads looking at!”

“Brooks! Keep that big American mouth of yours shut!”

“Fuck you Walker! We wouldn’t be in this situation if you kept your dick in your pants and respected women!”

Kiara couldn’t cope with the two of them arguing. She had paranoid thoughts that this would bring them closer- Riley was sticking up for her. Was this a ploy to escape? Kiara didn’t care. She dragged Drake to the floor.

“Do you love me Drake?”

“No!”

“Do you love her?”

“I did!”

“If Liam wasn’t around, would you jump straight back into her arms?”

“I- I.. Kiara this ends now! Just let her go back to Liam. Please.”

“Don’t avoid the question!”

“Yes, I probably would! Happy now?”

“Wrong answer!”

Kiara turned to Riley, pushing her against the wall. Her eyes narrowed, as she put her hands around the American’s neck. Riley was furious with Drake. Why couldn’t he just lie?

“Lady Riley. Now it’s your turn... if Liam wasn’t around would you jump back into Drake’s arms?”

“No.....”

“You’ve done it before. So why not now?”

“Kiara you’re hurting me.... please .... just please.... believe me. Drake is my friend.... if you hurt us....”

“Oh if I hurt you, you think your King will save you both? No chance, Riley! Whilst you’re still here Drake is still going to want you.”

“Kiara.... I ... I can’t breath!”

“Kiara let her go!”

“SIT WALKER! IM NOT DONE WITH HER YET!”

“Ki... I love Liam.... please.... “

Kiara removed herself from Riley, creating little distance- pulling the knife out of her bra. She glided the knife across Riley’s neck. The cold blade, caused shock through Riley’s body.

“Riley you know I can’t let you stay. You say you love Liam. But here in Cordonia we have arrangements within marriage.”

“I’m... I’m... not like... that. I’d have done... it when... he was engaged to her....”

“Riley. Pick! You or him?”

“Me....Do what you want to me....”

“No Riley! Are you fucking crazy? You have a good future ahead of you. Kiara if you are going to hurt anyone it’s going to be me.”

“Aw Ri, he’s still playing hero for you.”

Riley felt the tip of the blade now against her abdomen. Closing her eyes, it felt like time had frozen. All she could think about was Liam, and the time during the social season.

I’m glad to have met you, Riley. I’ll never forget this night.

Riley... I never thought I’d see you again.

If I’m being honest, I was just thinking about you.

You look so beautiful in the firelight. Riley, I’ve never really had someone that I wanted to please so badly. I feel like I’d do anything to see you smile and know that I was the cause.

It is said that if two lovers climb to the top of the waterfall and jump in together, they’ll get the blessing of the lady of the waterfall.

You are entitled to a kiss, my Queen.

I’m always happy when I’m with you Lady Riley. I’ve been trying to imagine what type of Queen you would be if we were to be wed.

What I really want is to have a family. Maybe not this year or the next but eventually..... the most precious thing anyone has is time. You never know just how much you have left. And when it’s gone.. it’s gone.

The last memory hit Riley, she needed to fight. She needed to get to Liam- to tell him how much he meant to her, and that she regretted every moment she had lost with him in the past. Feeling Kiara turn and twist the tip of the knife against her abdomen, she knew somehow she had to knock the knife out of her hand. As she opened her eyes, her vision went into slow motion as she saw Drake sprint into Kiara, tackling her to the floor. The knife fell a distance, out of everyone’s reach.

“Kiara, ENOUGH! This has to end NOW!”

Anger in his voice, that Riley had never witnessed before apart from in Applewood. He had risked his life again for her. Riley looked sadly at Drake who had stopped restraining a now unconscious Kiara on the floor.

“Brooks! Get out now!”

“I- I can’t leave you...I can’t even find the key!”

Drake stood up leaving Kiara on the floor, frantically both of them began looking for a key. Riley removed a hair grip out of her messed up hair, hoping that it would unlock the door.

“It’s not working! The window! We have to jump!”

Riley grabbed Drake’s hand, leading him to the window. She would rather have broken limbs than be butchered to death.

“She’s locked it! Pass me your bottle of whiskey! We have to smash the window!”

“Are you crazy?”

“Drake, I will personally buy you whiskey for the rest of your lifetime. Please... it’s our only way out!”

Drake hesitantly handed the bottle over. Both of them taking a swig from the bottle before attempting to smash the window- glass from the brown bottle shattered. Riley stared in the windows reflection, feeling defeated that the window itself didn’t smash. Of course she was in a palace, the windows were probably bulletproof. In disbelief, she saw Kiara rise from the floor, pointing the knife towards them- her eyes widened as she predicted what was going to happen.

“DRAKE! MOVE!”

In slow motion, Riley felt the heavy weight lean into her body. Losing her balance, they both fell to the floor.

“I’m so sorry Drake. I loved you.”

“Love? Are you fucking serious Kiara? You’ve just literally stabbed him in the back!”

Riley slowly stood up, trembling- her hands now painted red with Drake’s blood. Adrenaline now taking over she ran over to Kiara, with a shard of glass from the whiskey bottle. Threatening the noble lady.

“Kiara, I swear to god- give me the key! He needs medical assistance!”

Kiara stood, smirking at Riley. No other expression was shown.

“You have five minutes to save him, Lady Riley.”

Riley looked confused as Kiara entered the bathroom, running the bath. She ran over to Drake, knowing she had to find the stab wound and prevent anymore bleeding. Raiding through his wardrobe, she could only find his usual white shirts and denim jackets- it’ll have to do.

Riley placed pressure on the wound and cradled Drake in her arms, hoping her friend would pull through. She wondered where the others were, as far as she was concerned she had been gone too long.

“Drake, why do you always have to act like the hero? Come on. You can’t die on me. You’ve already dodged a bullet. What’s next eh?”

“Br-Brooks....”

“Drake? Come on! Open those brown eyes wider! We have five minutes to get out.”

“Say... goodbye... to everyone. I love Liam... Max... Savannah.. Bartie... Hana... and you.”

“We love you too! You are not leaving us! I’m in love with Liam but I love ya, I always will...you’re my best friend. Don’t tell Hana or Max though.”

Before Drake could respond, he saw Riley’s sad facial expression turn to into grimace. A tear fell from her face effortlessly, before her face head butt his shoulder. Her hair whipped onto his face leaving a lingering sting.

“Goodbye you two...” - Kiara snarled as she removed the whiskey bottle glass shard out of Riley’s back. Blood began pouring like a waterfall- it was never ending.

****

The men raced up to Drake’s room, they had hoped that the door was open. The guards entered with armed weapons, searching the room for Kiara. Bastien swallowed hard as he entered. Shaking, he picked up his phone demanding for medical assistance immediately and commanded that the palace was searched for Kiara.

Liam attempted to barge through the crowd. Bastien heard the commotion, he stood in front of Liam, placing his hands on the Kings shoulders.

“Sir, please. It’s not a nice sight.”

“Bastien I don’t care! Let me in!”

Liam’s heart felt as if it had stopped. He ran over to Riley, scooping her up in his arms, whilst Leo tried to help Drake.

“Ri, please don’t leave me. I can’t lose you.”

Liam remained cradling Riley in his arms. He felt as if his whole world had collapsed- he didn’t know how many more tears his body could produce. The paramedics arrived and immediately began to save their saves- they were both given oxygen. Leo hugged his brother as the two victims were escorted out of the room.

******

“Riley Brooks, aged 25. Stab wound in the lumbar region. She still has a pulse, but it’s weak. The bleeding is being controlled every so often, she needs immediate surgery.”

“Drake Walker, aged 28. He also had a stab wound to the back. His pulse is also weak. The bleeding is now controlled. But he needs to be seen urgently.”

The guests all waited all the bottom of the stairs. They heard the paramedic on the phone to ER. Madeline wasn’t lying. Their friends were fighting for their lives. Reality hit when they saw Riley and Drake’s bodies on stretchers, being escorted outside to the ambulances.

The friends all witnessed Liam barely holding it together. No wonder. Olivia walked over to him, placing a comforting hand on his arm.

“Li, they are both alive. They are both fighters. They will survive this and fight.”

Liam tried to compose himself, as he had an audience gawping at the scene.

“Liv... I can’t lose either of them. I’ll keep you all updated. Can you keep me updated on Kiara’s whereabouts? One thing I’m sure about- if they both die, Kiara’s a dead woman!”

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nyctolovian · 5 years

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Summary: Someone barges into Apollo's house to meet Calico (even though she claims it's to pass a message from Br-Braid Head)

A/N: Oof I actually had this written out for like ??? 2 weeks at least??? But uhhh procrastination happened because i hate formatting and posting stuff so here we are!

Also, things are going to get busier for me so... updates may get even longer between (yes, longer than it already is ;-; im sorry) Feedback and stuff might... *nudge nudge* help. :3c owo (pls dun run away. rly tho feedback is appreciated)

Apollo was still in his pajamas, unpacking his belongings, when the door burst open. He squawked in shock, dropping his books on the floor.

“Horn Head! So I heard your calico cat is male! You will show me that male—UMPGH!”

Apollo slapped a hand over Rayfa’s mouth. “Wh-What?! My cat doesn’t smell! What are you talking about?” he shouted, forcing himself to laugh as casually as possible. Kicking the door shut, he bent down and hissed, “Princess, please don’t announce this to the whole world. I really don’t want people to know that. How did you even come in?!”

Rayfa yanked Apollo’s hand off her face. “Br-Braid Head gave me the key! And why do you not want people to know that you have a male calico cat?” she demanded, as she jerked her finger towards the cat on the couch. At least her volume was acceptable now.

“Well... you know how rare they are, right?” Apollo said. “Well, they’re really expensive. And, well, if others knew that Calico is male, someone might steal her — him, I mean.”

Tapping her chin, Rayfa cocked her head. “I suppose you have a point. You wouldn’t want to lose him after spending quite so much money to get him.”

“Actually, I didn’t buy Calico. I don’t even have that kind of money to be honest.”

Rayfa crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes at him. “Don’t tell me you stole it.”

“No! Well, technically not—"

“Wait, you mean it was like stealing?!”

“Shhh! Gosh! Please don’t say that so loud,” Apollo begged. “I can explain myself. Look. There was a circus, which had a male calico cat as one of the highlights. And well, it went missing and so Trucy – do you remember her?”

Rayfa nodded.

“Well, she got framed for stealing the missing cat. And we defended her and the ringmaster got sent to jail for that.”

Rayfa gasped. “But you were actually the one who stole the cat?!”

“No! There was no stealing involved! On the same day that the circus was in town, I found Callie on the streets while it was raining. She - he - had no collar or chip so I just assumed Callie had no owner and just, well, adopted him. I honestly didn’t know Callie was male but if I did, I would have returned him to the ringmaster. Straightaway. I can’t say for sure that Callie belongs to that circus but it’s most likely.”

“So you accidentally acquired the male calico,” Rayfa said.

Callie mewed, as though trying to back Apollo up on his story, before leaping onto his pant leg and scrambling up. His pajamas pants couldn’t handle the weight of the cat and, for a brief moment, his brief showed. Rayfa looked away with a huff as he hastily pulled it up, flushing. “Ah, sorry. Didn’t mean for that to happen,” he muttered. In a familiar movement, Apollo boosted Calico up and pressed him down as the cat stretched over his shoulder. Comfortable on his high spot, Callie began to purr loudly.

A little squeal of adoration escaped from Rayfa’s lips. Blushing, she cleared her throat and said calmly, “Why are you trying to keep his gender a secret then? In fact, you would earn a sum of money with a male calico cat, right? Or do you plan to keep this valuable creature all to yourself?”

Apollo hummed in thought, his fingers casually rubbing the back of Callie’s head. “It’s kind of like that. But Callie’s important to me because he’s Callie, you know? I don’t want people to take him away from me because he’s a rare cat. He helps me calm down sometimes. Especially on bad days. I like him.” Chuckling, he scratched Callie between his ears affectionately, and Calico purred louder still, rubbing his face into Apollo’s pajamas shirt. “Guess I’m a little selfish like that, huh?”

Rayfa watched the cat, who had seemingly melted onto Apollo’s shoulder, at complete ease. “I suppose I can see why.”

“You came here to play with Callie, right?” Apollo asked, smiling as he sat down on his sofa. “Nahyuta told me that you liked animals.”

Cheeks flushing, she shook as she hissed, “Do not take me for some little girl! Br-Braid Head sent me here with a message. I’m here to tell you that he will be coming over tonight for housewarming.” She crossed her arms. “I’m not here to play like some child.”

But you are a child. Apollo nearly blurted. But he stopped himself. He probably shouldn’t point out that Nahyuta could easily just text him this message if he needed to (which was also unnecessary, by the way, since this visit was already planned a week ago) either. Nahyuta probably could see how much Rayfa wanted to come over to play with the cat, yet knew that she was too shy to come here without an excuse. So he had helped her come up with one.

Apollo played along. “Damn, I still have so much to do though,” he said, leaning forward to let Callie leap off his shoulder. “Could you take care of my cat while I unpack? That would be a huge help.” He picked Callie up and put him beside Rayfa. “He likes scratches on his head,” he said as he demonstrated it. “You can do that?”

Rayfa puffed out her chest with pride, smirking cheekily. “Of course!” Gingerly, she sat down beside the cat and began to stroke him.

“Careful, alright? He’s a pretty sensitive kitty so you need to be gentle with him. He’s not a dog so don’t stroke his body. He gets too excited,” Apollo guided.

When he was sure that Rayfa and Callie had gotten comfortable in each other’s presence, Apollo stood up and changed out of his pajamas before he resumed arranging his house. He came back with some food for lunch and, later on, several cat toys.

When he was done with unpacking, Rayfa and Callie were both tired out and lazing about. Looking at them, he couldn’t help but remember a certain young magician who used to come over once in a while to visit Calico. For a moment, he wanted to sneak a photo and send it to her brother, but he didn’t. Nahyuta was reaching soon anyway.

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wtfcookiejar · 6 years

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I met Him in a coffee Shop

Concert tickets hadn't been cheap and granted you and your best friend both worked full time jobs getting time and money to go to a concert was like getting a little slice of heaven for a few hours. The last concert you had went to you’d taken two days off so you could get up at 3am to stand in line so you could get a good spot in line because it was standing room only. This time you had balcony seating so showing up early wasn’t as crucial. Your best friend had insisted on showing up at 3am though. She wanted the full opportunity to watch all the members of Day6 walking into the venue and as she so carefully put it “ A chance to throw a punch at Jae.”

She was absolutely convinced that Jae needed to be punched because of how mean he was to Wonpil. Of course You were there to stand guard at 3am and keep her rational and sane and keep her hands to herself. That was realitivly easy for you. No one really wanted to fuck with you. You were seated on the cement by the doors your eyeliner was two inches thicker than anyone else and your purple hair was intimidating to many. You were dressed cutely but your body language just screamed,” Fuck with me and I will fucking slaughter you.” You had already chased off one crack cocaine dealer and you weren't afraid to do it again. You looked down at your huge t-shirt and mom shorts and converse yawning. Your best friend had fallen asleep her blond hair was pressed into your lap you poked her cheek and she swatted your hand away.

“Nooder you gotta get up.” You sang her nickname softly you were watching the sun slowly rising and looking at the sun it was 6:02 Caribou was open now and just around the corner.

“Not without coffee I’m not.” Nooder replied. You had to laugh because that was Nooder to a t. She was beautiful with curves and blond hair that could kill and makeup skill you wish you had but heaven forbid you woke her and she didn’t have coffee then she was a demon.

“ Do I need to go get you coffee?”

“Is that even a fucking question?”

“Alright alright don’t bite my head off. Jesus. When I get back though you have to let me braid your hair because you aren’t going to meet Br-”

“YOUNG K.”

“YOUNG K. With a bedhead that would put a birds nest to shame.” You stood taking your phone and your wallet. You slid the pair of beaten down beats in your ears and Turned on your concert playlist. It was a mixture of old 90′s music Day6 and some of your favorite punk stuff. The walk to Caribou was simple enough down two sidewalks and around a corner and your there. Opening the door was heavenly and you pulled your headphones out and stuck them in your wallet. There was a line of Men in suits.

Men in suits didn’t make you uncomfortable but being the only one your age was a little unnerving. You nervously check your twitter hoping to see post from your favorite bands or even Jae. Things were realitvly quiet though and the line was slow moving as there were two men who seemed to be ordering for what looked to be like two whole offices worth of people. They kept referring to their phones and then a piece of paper and then the dessert case. You almost felt bad for the poor Barista who looked like he just wanted to lay himself out on the counter and die despite having just two customers at the helm.

You were watching the antics so you almost missed the tinkle of the door opening and the body slipping in behind you. There wasn’t a lot of room and you felt someone brush up against you. You turned around and you were face to face with none other than the Lovely Jae from Day6.

Every nerve in your body was screaming and bursting with excitement. You thought about squealing and hugging him or telling him how much you loved him but then you caught the panic in his eyes. He looked genuinely afraid and you had to think about why.

What would cause him to be afraid and then you realized, FANS. Fans go absolutely ballistic when they meet their idols. So you took a deep breath and took one step back and closed your eyes,” Sorry it’s a little crowded in here. They are a little busy at the moment. Don’t mind me.”

His eyes grew wide and he looked you up and down. You knew you weren't exactly much to look at. The purple hair was growing back slowly and the t-shirt was large to hide your love handles and you wore mom-shorts which made you seem curvy instead of fat and you had converse that looked a little beat. Your makeup was more natural goth than it was cute and clique. You smiled warmly letting him asses you. “Wait your not going to scream or jump up and down? Ask me for a picture?” He asked his voice was different live than it was when you watched the youtube videos. It was warmer more pleasant.

“Your here to get your morning coffee not to be harassed.” You reasoned your hand going to the coffee shop around you as if to explain where you are,” Unless of course do you want me to because I totally can make this awkward.”

“NO. NO. Getting coffee for me and the boys and not getting harassed is nice. Please.” He practically shouted and several pairs of eyes turned to glare at him and he cleared his throat.

“ So what did those losers send you on a solo mission?” You teased trying to get him to relax.

“ They are my losers thank you very much. And they are lucky I love them otherwise they would suffer. “ Jae does this thing where he pulls at the hood of his hoodie hoping to hide himself because a large group of girls saunters in dressed in Day6 gear and talking about Young K. behind him.

“ Here switch spots with me but don’t turn around. Keep talking but don’t look at me just look at the Salmon suit that man in front of you is wearing.” You whisper and his eyes grow wide. and he does exactly as you say. Once you switch your standing in front of the girls and they give you a puzzled look.

“His mom’s sick, I’m letting him go ahead of me.” You reason and they roll their eyes bored and you snort annoyed. Then return your attention to Jae who is trying to get your attention with this cute little wave of his fingers at his hip.

“What’s up?” you ask gently stepping closer so you can resume your conversation.

“ I still don’t get why your helping me.” He reasons. and you can almost feel the questioning look,” I mean you know who I am and all do you want concert tickets or like wh-”

“ I don’t want anything Jae... My friend and I already have tickets to the show. We camped out at 3am so we can be one of the first few in...” You felt a little angry because Jae didn’t really know you and he didn’t know how hard you had worked to get those tickets with your best friend. “ I am perfectly comfortable enjoying it in the seats I’m in. I don’t need a picture, I brought my camera I can take plenty tonight. I simply want you to feel like a normal human being who doesn’t have to hide for once. Your out buying coffee for your friends enjoy the experience.”

You look at your hands and Jae is silent probably looking at the menu because the line has moved. You let him take his time as you step unto the barista who waves you forward.

“How can I help you?” She asks she is pretty in the very exotic way, but you don’t realtivly care your minds made up.

“I need one Campfire Mocha Cooler and One Carmel Macchiato Hot both large. And you see the gentleman in the hoodie whatever he orders put on my Bill and I will pay for it. Don’t tell him but make sure this twitter handle makes it on to one of the cups.” You set down your twitter handle that you have for some dumb reason written out on a corner of a piece of paper.

“Are you sure Miss?”

“Posestive.”

The barista smiles and she pulls the person who is taking Jae’s order aside and tells him to write it all out and then clear the screen and add it to the register with my order. I watch as Jae orders all the coffee and a couple more sweet treats. He makes sure that the coffees all have names and the bags all have names on them and the barista keeps him busy with that while I pay.

“Which cup does the twitter handle go on?” she asks as she hands me the change from the hundred I gave her and Jae steps up to the counter to pay.

I whisper quietly to her “JAE” and go to stand where they are supposed to pick up orders.

I can see the confused look on Jae’s face as he hears that his order has been paid for already. You had been planning on buying a t-shirt but those can be bought at anytime. Today you had done a good deed.

Jae came to stand in front of you confused,” Someone paid for my coffee. Is that a normal thing that people do around here?”

You laughed a hearty laugh and the group of girls was starting to pay more attention to Jae,” It’s not but some people do it out of the kindness of their heart. It looks like your peaceful morning might be ending soon...” Jae looked panicked and your heart ached for him.” I have an idea play along okay?”

Jae nodded fearcly and you gently snaked an arm forward to fix his hood again so it was hiding most of his face and then you wrapped an arm around his neck and he wrapped his arms around your waist gently and you were hugging. “ I hope your mom gets better honey. I know it’s hard but it will be okay.” You said loudly and all the girls stopped staring so you continued only loud enough for them to hear,” Im sure your family will appreciate the coffee and sweet treats. Now if you will excuse me I have my own demon to feed” and your plan worked the girls backed off. Your order came out right as you let go and you waved a small smile appearing on your face. Jae’s order came out and he gathered it all in his arms but you were to far gone for him to chase you and you had never even told him your name.

***

JAE

She was gone and I was left looking at the order sitting on the counter. She had been so weird. At first she had looked so shocked like she might just jump out of her skin and then all of a sudden it was like she had been taken over with this deep sense of calm.

Calm was something he wasn’t used to and that had been terrifying. Yet when there had been a pack of girls all wearing DAY6 memorabilia and squealing about Young K., she had simply said “ Here switch spots with me but don’t turn around.” and it had worked he had been able to get coffee and sweet treats for the rest of the band without having to deal with screaming fans or photos. He didn’t have to cover his ears or apologize for not wanting his photos taken or have to leave early because it was disrupting the business. He was able to have a simple normal experience in the coffee shop.

So when he was back in the room with the boys who all looked like they were in dire need of caffeine he set everything on the coffee table and then laid down in the first available space.

“Whats wrong with him?” Bob asked

“You guys realize going to get coffee is a challenging tasks especially when we have fans crawling all over the city.” Wonpil challenged looking slightly concerned as he picked at the drinks and looked at the names,” You wrote pillow on mine again Jae...”

Jae was silent staring at the ceiling thinking about the purple haired girl and the hug and how she had helped him escape.

“I think he’s broken.”

“ Shut up. Im not broken... I just.. I actually was able to get coffee and not have someone screaming and taking pictures...” Jae groaned his hands rubbing over his face as he turned to look at the boys who had all by now found their designated coffee and baggie. “ I didn’t even have to pay for it.”

“JAE YOU STOLE OUR BREAKFAST” Wonpil said his mouth full of brownie

“NO! Someone bought it for us!” Jae said his mind going back to the girl with purple hair.

“I am extremely confused now.” Bob looks at Jae and lifts his legs so he can sit comfortably on the couch and enjoy his coffee and his Sandwhich.

“There was th-”

“Jae why is there a twitter handle on your drink?” Young K. asks he’s holding the drink high and looking at the twitter handle written in blue pen it’s legible but just barely.

Jae shoots up and takes the drink from Young K. looking at the twitter handle he pulls out his cellphone and goes directly to his twitter.

“What is he doing?” Wonpil asked

“Bob, I think something made him go crazy...Can you fix him?” Young K teased

“WHEN WILL THAT JUST DIE?” Bob groaned loudly. Jae doesn’t even notice he is typing in the twitter handle as fast as allowed and pressing search. Of course your twitter profile pops up right away and there is a picture of your best friend wrapped in a blanket holding the coffee from the caribou looking like she wanted to kill people.

Then because he can he presses follow and then he writes a message taking a drink of his coffee a smile settling on his face.

***

When you get back to Nooder she is sitting up and looking like someone poked her with a sharp stick. “ Someone is awake.” You sang softly handing her her coffee and pulling out one of your earbuds. You take a picture of her as you watch her sip the coffee and then grimace and look at the sun,” Still not ready to face the day?” you ask casually and you take a drag from your own drink.

You open your twitter and upload the photo with the caption “ MY LITTLE DEMON DEMANDS CAFFINE” #Day6concert #theshitwedofortheseguys

“Young K.” She responds.

“All of this is for your lovely and beautiful Young K.” You sigh taking a seat next to her as she. She puts her head on your shoulder.

“I will jump off the balcony if he even so much as looks at me.” She clarifies.

“It’s a good thing I brought handcuffs. So I can cuff you to your chair.” You snort

“I will take the chair with me.”

“ I will be holding on to said chair. So your gunna be pretty stuck.”

“You are absolutely no fun.”

“Your right I am completely and utterly boring.” You smiled and opened your twitter again. Your phone had dinged with notifications. People had been asking you for updates since you showed up so you weren’t thinking about how you’d left your twitter handle for Jae to find.

You had one new private message though and opening it you saw it was from Jae and your breath caught in your throat it read : 1st you help me get out of the coffee shop without being noticed then you paid for me and the losers breakfast. Who are you?

You groaned and your best friend looked at you puzzled,” What’s wrong with you now?”

“Jae...”

“I know he’s always picking on my pink pillow... You finally ready to help me punch him?” Her eyes are hopeful and bright and the blanket is wrapped around her shoulders revealing the bedhead and your trying not to laugh at how ridiculous it looks because she looks serious and ridiculous all at once.

“No, your not punching anyone.”

“Why not?”

“Because we don’t hit people.”

“But he’s a dick.”

“ I think the boys are aware of that and they take care of themselves.” You think back to how he so carefully had the Barista writing the names on cups and picking out the sweet treats and goodies from the desert case and having them put in baggies and labeled so carefully.

You responded to Jae : I’m a Fan. Shouldn’t you be saying THANK YOU? Where are your manners?

Nooder takes a long gulp of coffee and then she puts her head on your shoulder. “You realize this is going to be the funnest day of our lives right?”

“More fun then when Micheal Clifford licked his lips and made sex eyes with you at the 5 Seconds of Summer concert?”

“ I told you we weren't ever going to talk about that again.” Nooder says sitting up and pulling herself out of the blanket to stretch

Jae Messages again and you chuckle opening to read: THANK YOU. ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?

“WHAT are you so chipper about over there? Shouldn’t you be braiding my hair?” Nooder says and you pop your little weird world bubble and you look at your best friend and try and decide how to tell her that you met the band member she wants to punch.

“Give me the brush then damnit.” You instruct as you type back to Jae in all lowercase letters

: why are you yelling? i was never upset to begin with. lul

Nooder sets the brush in your hand and you shove the phone in your pocket and stand so her head is level with your waist. Your pocket buzzes and Nooder ever observant doesn't fail to notice you keep focused on brushing and sectioning off the hair letting her speak,” Okay so what is up with you and concerts and Twitter feeds?”

“What do you mean me and concerts and Twitter feeds?” you respond sectioning off the last of the hair and gathering a large section in your fingers.

“ YOUR PHONE, since we got here that thing hasn’t really stopped flashing or buzzing or whatever you have it set to do.” Nooder says trying to turn to look at you but you yank her head back into place gently and she grumbles taking a sip of your coffee,” and it’s been even worse this morning.”

“Okay so people follow what I do on Twitter, all I do is take pictures of how long the line is and give like a countdown till showtime. Some people love it, other people hate it. I get lots of questions. It’s the day of the concert it’s after 6am I went and got coffee. I updated how close we were to the door. That you were awake. All the normal stuff.” You reasoned as you grabbed a patch of hair and wove it into the other strands,” I need you to hand me those gems and flowers now.”

“Are you sure you know what your doing?” Nooder sounds anxious

“Trust me. I went to beauty school long enough for this.”

“Fair.” She hands up the bucket with all the red and pink gems that she had picked out and you grab a few of the flowers making sure they will look elegant instead of trashy before you start working them into the braids.

“So what if I told you I met someone this morning in the coffee shop?” You asked experimentally grabbing a gem and shaking your head not liking the placement.

“Was he wearing a suit?”

“No.”

“That’s right your not into the whole suit thing... Was it the Barista? I heard some of the other girls as they walked by saying he was cute.”

Your phone buzzed again and your were trying not to laugh or smile to hard,” Are you talking about those hard core Brian fans.”

“BRIAN I ONLY KNOW YOUNG K.” There was a resounding chant but Nooder was the one leading the chant coffee in the air.

“No, It wasn’t the barista either. In fact I kinda helped this guy out of a bind.” You finally placed one of the gems and looked pleased your phone buzzed again and you rolled your eyes,” he’s kinda nosey to be honest.”

“Y/N Please tell me you did not find some cheesy hipster guy in a coffee shop and rescue him....” Nooder is trying not to wail,” those get clingy and you can't get rid of them.”

“I don’t think your going to want me to get rid of this one...” you sang back softly tying off the braid and reaching for your coffee and your phone to open up your messages on Twitter

two were from Jae and the third was from a fan who had seen him follow you and was angry : What kind of whore thing did you do to get Jae to follow you? I bet your not even a real fan.

Jae : why are you so nice?

Jae: The losers want to say thank you for breakfast could we come see you in line- if you won't let me give you VIP passes?

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN IM NOT GUNNA WANT YOU TO GET RID OF THIS ONE? OF COURSE I AM HES PROBABLY A CREEPY.” Nooder is changing under the blanket into her Day6 concert outfit, loudly ranting about how Jae is probably a serial killer hipster. While you type out your response.

YReponse: Im not sure that’s a good Idea either.

His response was instant

Jae: Why not?

YResponse: My best friend wants to punch you because your mean to Wonpil. Plus there are lots of fans out here.

Jae: OH COME ON! The guys a walking bucket of Jokes. Besides the point the Losers still want to express their thanks.

YResponse: I am not going to put any of you in jeopardy before the concert. I’m not the only fan here you know ;)

Jae: You are impossible

YResponse: No I’m Like Bob the Builder. CAN WE FIX IT? No we can’t.

Jae: So your not letting any of us come outside because your friends wants to punch me?

YResponse: Pretty Much and I don’t want you mobbed. :)

Jae: Tell your best friend I loath her. I will find you tonight at that concert. I swear and you will be receiving VIP passes.

YResponse: Let the hunt begin :)

“ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING RIGHT NOW? I just told you half a dozen ways this guy could gut you and put you in the freezer in the woods and your standing there looking at your Twitter like a dreamed up school girl.” Nooder is on a roll and she’s full dressed drinking her coffee like it’s some kind of Liquor and you can’t help but chuckle.

“ The last thing on his mind is stuffing me in a freezer. See for yourself.” You hand her your phone and she takes it her eyes scanning over the text and at first she is quiet reading along. So you lean against the wall counting down in your head the moment your peace will end. You sip your coffee and watch as she drops your phone straight onto the blankets you made your base camp in.

“YOU DID NOT?!?!”

“I did.”

“No you didn’t this has got to be a fake.”

You chuckle and pick up the phone and send Jae a message : Loathing one the BFF doesn’t believe me need a live twitter feed of you and losers talking about what happened in the coffee shop this morning.

Jae: I can do you even better. #FINDTHEGIRL #WENEEDTOTALK

YResponse: You wouldn’t Dare

Jae: I would. Hunts on :)

YResponse: Maybe I should let her punch you

Nooder was watching you type this all out and Jae’s quick responses.

“You aren’t lying are you?” She’s breathless.

“No. Why would I lie your my best friend.”

“ You don’t want me to punch him.”

“Because he has a concert and he’s human too. You tell me all the time about how Idols ask to be treated as human beings instead of like these aliens or figures that you can’t touch. “ You reasoned

“Yeah but at the same time they are so different from us, their skills are a whole new level. It’s a different world than ours.” Nooder claimed

“This morning when I saw Jae and he realized I recognized who he was, you should have seen how scared he was... How much he wanted to run right out the door and just be gone. So I stopped. I just stopped and I treated him like I’d treat any person I met. Sure I knew his name and his face but I treated him with Kindness. I didn’t ask for his number or his picture. I just let him decide what he wanted to tell me.” You recounted thinking about how you carefully calmed yourself and then smiled offering him more room to stand.

“Then what? You said you got him out of a bind how?” Nooder asks

“Oh. remember those girls with the Young K and Day6 stuff on? They came into the coffee shop right behind him. So I let him switch spots with me and made sure he stayed forward facing...Then when he ordered I paid for it and when I felt like the girls recognized him I made up this bogus BS story about his mom being sick and him bringing coffee and goodies to his family and I hugged him until the coffee was ready and then I left. “ you finished tying up the story nicely.

“Wait so how did he get your twitter handle and YOU BOUGHT YO-”You stuck a hand over Nooder mouth not wanting her to make you. You wanted Jae to have to hunt a little to have to find you.

“I had the barista write my handle on his drink. YES I also bought the rest of the band their coffee and breakfast are you happy. NOW we can’t go spreading this around like wildfire. Because Jae and the band have to be on the hunt. So... WE have some work to do here.”

“Will you let me Punch Jae?”

“ We’ll talk about that later but right now we need to make ourselves look really good and not so much like the pictures I've been taking. SO no selfies.”

“Roger. I call dibs on Young K. “

You can't help but smile because of course your friends already decided what’s happening with who.

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Betrayal

Pairing - Hoseok x Reader

Genre - Murder AU

Word Count - 2330+

Part 3/?

Synopsis - When y/n’s husband is accused of murder she’s sure he’s innocent. But as detectives find clues that point to him as the perpetrator, will she stand for her husband or against him?

A/n - Feel free to read the first two parts

Part One

Masterlist

Disbelief

inability or refusal to accept that something is true or real

What’s the most painful experience you’ve ever been through? A breakup? A fight with a close friend. Imagine going through it again, imagine recalling all of the hurt feelings you had at that time. Imagine just how painful that would be.

And just like that I was reliving it. That moment when my heart was shattered into a million tiny pieces. My memory was being refreshed and I couldn’t take it, this was all a mess.

I can’t stop thinking about her moaning, as graphic as that sounds. Even after her death. Her distinctive moaning, the sound she was making as she was being pleasured by my husband

The look of shock on her face when she had been caught. The regretful and apologetic look she wore as she tried to quickly dress her self.

Now, it had been confirmed that she was carrying my husband’s child. All of the bad feelings I felt towards her directly after the affair was revealed were immediately resurfacing. Why had she been trying to take my life?

She’s dead now and all I can think about was the fact that she was going to have my husband’s child. Neither of them wanted kid’s. It wasn’t fair to me that she was able to concieve what I’ve always wanted. Still I felt a wave of guilt run through me because she was no longer living but I felt hatred towards her.

I was snapped back into reality by the sound of Hoseok closing the door behind the officers. He stood facing the door for a while with his back towards me. I knew that he was afraid to turn around.

He finally spun around facing me, my hands folded at my chest. “Y/n listen - ” He started.

“I can’t believe you.” I finally said. I thought we were passed this, I thought I could trust you.“

“You can trust me.”

“You lied about using protection!”

“No, I didn’t lie about that but there is something I need to tell you.” He said stepping closer to me.

At this point I wasn’t even sure if I wanted to know, I was already in a state of shock and my mood was deteriorating. I knew I had to know though, it was something he needed to get off of his chest but I was so afraid.

“What is it?”

“I’ve slept with Mina more than I told you I did.”

“How many more times?” I demanded the answer, venom and hurt in my speech.

“We never kept count, but it was over the course of four months, until we were caught. I’m so sorry baby.”

And those words hit me like bricks knocking the wind out of me. I lost my breath and tried so hard to form words to express what I wanted to say but I couldn’t. I was utterly paralyzed, until he spoke again.

“Baby, please say some -” I used all of my strength to smack him across his face shuting him up. I know my weak hand didn’t hurt him, but the shock in his face told me it was very suprising to him.

I turned around to walk away and he called after me but I didn’t hear what he was saying. Or maybe I did but I couldn’t listen. I didn’t know what was going, all I knew was that I had to escape, had to wake up from this nightmare.

So I got in my car and drove, I didn’t have anywhere to go nor did I feel comfortable talking to anybody about the situation. No one could possibly understand how I was feeling right now. Except maybe one person.

I changed the direction of where I was going, now headed towards Seokjin’s house. I wanted to see him, he was the only person who knew what I was going through when I first learned about Hoseok’s infidelity and the only person who could understand me.

When I pulled up to his house I realized that I was making a horrible decison. Expressing my feelings about the women who had taken my husband away from me, his deceased wife. Probably wasn’t the best idea.

I sat in my car gathering myself as I prepare to take off. Maybe I could go to a local bar and get so drunk that I forget about any of this. There was a bar Seokjin and I used to go to a couple blocks away from his house when we were really close for a while. When we were both heartbroken.

God why is this hurting worst than it did when I had initially found out?

Why do I feel like such an idiot for forgiving him and taking him back so easily? And why in the hell am I, with all of the anger I’m feeling, still in love him?

I didn’t notice I was crying until a teardrop fell to my lap, I stared at it for a moment wallowing in self pity before there was a light tap on the window of my car frightening me.I looked up and my heart rate slowed when I realized that it was only Seokjin.

I immediately tried to wipe my face and compose myself. This was the last thing Seokjon needed right now. His wife has just been discovered dead he needed to be mourning and receiving comfort not giving it.

I unlocked the car door steping out of it slowly as Seokjin greeted me. “Why are you crying?” He asked immediately. I let out a huff frustrated that I hadn’t been able to cover it up in time.

“It’s nothing. I was actually just leaving. I was going to see how you were doing but Im suddenly feeling ill.” I replied looking away to avoid eye contact.

“How about you come in for a little while?” Seokjin suggested. I could tell he could see straight through the bullshit I was spewing. He knew me too well and he knew that I was definitely not okay. He had seen that look in my eyes far too many times to not know that something was wrong so there was no point in denying it any longer.

“Okay” I replied chocking back tears. And Seokjin put his arm around my shoulder and squeezed a bit pulling me close into him as we walked into the house.

Several drinks and several hours later, Seokjin had a concerned look on his face. “You are really just now finding out?” He asked.

“You knew? For how long?” I asked.

“Mina told me a little while after it had happened. Hoseok never told you?”

“Never.” I mouthed.

“I’m sorry. You thought that you were finally on the road to a happy life and successful marriage and then all of this happens.”

“There’s no reason for you to apologize. I should be the one apologizing. Mina… she’s no longer here and I know you are going through so much hurt right now.”

“Having you here with me makes the pain less severe.” Seokjin said reaching slightly to rub my thigh. His touch was comforting and I couldn’t help but find myself start to relax. “Please stay with me y/n.”

“Of course.”

“Besides, I hate to say this but maybe it would be better if you left Hoseok finally.” He stated.

“I can’t leave him, I love him.” I pleaded with Seokjin.

“I think he’s dangerous y/n.” He said suddenly.

“What would lead you to believe that?” I asked in a state of disbelief.

“I keep thinking over and over again in my head about everything. Why did Mina want to avoid Hoseok so much the days leading up to her death? I think she was afriad of him y/n.”

“What? Why would she be?” I asked thinking about Hoseok. My hoseok. As angry as I was with him at the moment, I knew him. I knew what type of person he was.

“Just think about it. I know it’s hard to imagine your husband as someone who potentially hurt Mina, but just think hard about it.” He replied.

“Seokjin are you actually saying what I think you are. Be careful accusations like that could cause trouble for my husband.”

“You are right I’m sorry. I think the liquor is starting to do most of the talking.” He apologized.

“It’s fine. I feeling really drunk as well.” I replied. Drinking was a bad idea. No let me take that back, drinking with Seokjin was a bad idea. Considering what happened the last time we drank alone together.

“You can’t go home like this. Come on, let me take you go bed.” He said helping me standing up and leading me towards his bedroom.

I wondered why we weren’t going to the guest bedroom, but in my current state I didn’t care. I just wanted to lay in bed, any bed at this point.

When he finally guided me to his bed I fell down onto it barely able to sit up. He laughed at me a bit before leaving and he was gone for so long that I started to drift off. Until he can’t back moments later, clothes in hand.

“Ya, let’s get you changed so that you can sleep comfortably. Yeah?” He asked sitting down on the bed with me.

“Mhm” I hummed, I realized that I had drank way too much. I was having difficulty keeping my eyes open and I was feeling disoriented.

“Arms up.” Seokjin said and I complied immediately, making it easy for him to slip my shirt over my head.

He paused to stare at me for a while and although I was drunk I felt shy, embarrassed even. “Don’t stare.” I said taking the shirt from him and trying to figure out how to put it on in my drunken state.

“I’m sorry, its just. Damn you are so beautiful like this.” He said still eyeing me.

The way he was looking at me. Did Hoseok ever look at me in that way? Or maybe I was reading into it way too much but in that moment I felt desirable and vulnerable.

“Why cant my husband see me like you do?” I asked finally collapsing onto the bed and closing my eyes.

“Because he’s an idiot.” I heard Seokjin whisper. The room was completely silent for a while after that and I thought he had left until I felt something soft and warm on my lips. I kissed back taking in the feeling of his warmth and wrapping my arms around him.

Seokjin continued to kiss me as he placed his body on top of mine on the bed, and then he began to grope my breast and squeeze on it before I was slightly aware of what was going on and I opened my eyes.

“Seokjin.” I mumbled, barely audible.

“Yes?” He said in between kisses.

“Seokjin, I… I don’t want this.” I said struggling to form words. My speech was slurred and it was like I had no power to move. How was I this drunk? How did I get drunk so quickly. Why couldn’t I move?

“But I want you.” Was all that he said as he started to tug on the denim jeans I had been wearing. “I’ve wanted you for so so so long.”

“I don’t, I don’t want to hurt my husband.” I manged to get the words out.

“Oh but look how much he has hurt you, leading you into my arms each time. He doesn’t deserve your consideration.” He said continuing his ministrations.

I’m not sure if the fear of hurting my husband caused me to fight so hard against Seokjin but I started to push him off of me. But it was difficult, he could tell that I was resisting but he continued to touch me.

“Please.” I mouthed not getting a reaction from him.

“Please stop!” I cried out tears falling down my eyes as I look up at Seokjin. He finally got off of me letting out a deep breathe as if he had felt extremely defeated.

“Fine. But get out.” He ordered and stared at me expectantly. I tried my best in my state to gather my clothes and walk slowly down the stairs.

I somehow managed to push the heavy door open and find my way to the car, rummaging around for the keys to my car. After unlocking the car I sat down in it, hands shaking at the possibly scary situation I had just put myself in.

Did that really just happen?

That was ask unlike Seokjin. I had never seen him that drunk. With that much lust and hunger in his eyes. I had never been frightened by him in my life, and now I wanted nothing more than to go home. I put the key in the ignition and tried to focus on the dash but everything was a blurr, I couldn’t even read the time on the clock.

I pulled out my phone to call someone. But who could I call? I was so upset with my husband ealier and my only other option was Krystal but she was not in town. As I contemplated for a while my phone started to ring in my hand. I looked down at the blurry screen and although i couldn’t read the name, I could instantly reconize the wedding picture that displayed when my husband would call and answered immediately.

“Please come home, I’m so sorry.” He stated.

“I need you to come and get me, please.” I begged through tears.

“Where are you? Is everything alright?” He asked.

“Im fine and I’m at Seokjin’s. I’m just really drunk and I can’t drive. I managed to get out.”

“Okay, I will be there as soon as possible.”

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