#-is broken like that and freaks out. no i'm not crushing on you... my phone is acting like it's high on crack

[lunasilvis]

phone = currently so smashed it's now officially rebelling against the status quo (me). maybe it's time for a disconnected and cool off-trail january hike all day tomorrow

[mattslolita]

okay so idk if you’re taking request cs if ur not im soo sorry but i CRAVEEEE toxic babydaddy chris or matt like imagine yall imagine😔🙌🏾

dilemma - c. sturniolo

in which ... you can't stand chris's new girl in the picture, and you both realize how much you miss each other especially for your daughter. ( baby daddy!chris x black!fem reader )

warnings : angst, toxic!baby daddy!chris, crying, smut, riding, nipple play, unprotected piv ( wrap it freaks ), fluff in the end :3

"𝒏𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊 𝒅𝒐, 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖."

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ

"alaijah baby, i need you to stay still, please!" you pleaded with your daughter, attempting to grip her unruly curls as she brushed her hair softly.

"mama, when daddy coming?" alaijah babbles, a soft smile on her face as she toys with the bottle of hairspray on the bed which keeps causing her to move around.

a lump forms in your throat at the question, but you attempt to give her a tight-lipped smile anyway. "I'm dropping you off my love, remember? we're getting ice cream on the way."

"ice cweam!" alaijah giggles excitedly, causing her to topple over the oil sheen which tumbles off the bed.

you groan and shake your head, losing the grip you had on her ponytail as you bent down to pick up the oil sheen — the thing that annoyed you was the fact that if it was her dad combing her hair, she was obedient with him. she never gave him problems when he was the one doing her hair, and it made you frustrated.

after picking the bottle up and setting it back down on the bed, you opened candy crush saga on your phone and handed it to your one year old girl, who happily took your phone and sat snug in between your legs.

with a satisfied smile, you begin to brush her hair again, thankfully having no more problems — that is, until your phone rings and you look down to see alaijah's dad trying to facetime you.

"daddy!" alaijah shrieks, a huge smile breaking out over her face.

you didn't want to talk to him, but you weren't going to deprive your daughter — so against your better judgement, you swipe up and accept the call.

"lay, hi sweetheart!" chris smiles at his daughter through the screen, and internally making your heart melt.

"daddy! hi!" alaijah giggles, scrunching her nose cutely as she waves at him through the screen, "miss you!"

"i miss you too, angel," chris says, his beam even brighter at the sight of her, "you ready for this weekend?"

"yah!" alaijah nods happily, poking at the phone, "daddy, say hi to mommy!"

rolling your eyes, you try to move yourself out of the camera's lens especially when you see chris's smug smile on the screen. "hi, momma."

you make a stank face at him and continue doing alaijah's hair, but the one year old makes a pouty face at you when she realizes you didn't answer him.

"mommy, daddy said hi!" alaijah presses, causing you to let out a sigh.

"yeah, daddy says hi," chris smirks, and you can feel your cheeks warm up despite the unwillingness of it all.

"yeah, hey," you said sharply, shooting him a glare through the screen as you're now getting started on alaijah's baby hairs.

"c'mon y/n/n, be a little nicer to daddy," chris continues, causing alaijah to giggle and you to groan.

you put your hands over alaijah's ears gauging a confused expression from her. "shut the fuck up, christopher."

chris just laughs and shakes his head as you uncover alaijah's ears, and she continues to look down at the screen excitedly — you continue watching as your daughter and chris talk for a little bit more, and you can't help but smile a few times at the way chris looked at her with so much love and admiration. it makes you wish you two had never broken up, otherwise you would've been a real family.

you pulled up to chris's house and sighed, looking at alaijah in the rearview mirror — she grinned at you excitedly as she seen that you both had arrived at her dad's house.

you quickly get out of the driver's seat of your car and open the back door on that side, unbuckling alaijah from her car seat and picking her up.

"daddy house!" alaijah beams excitedly, as you close the car door and move to the trunk where her overnight bag was.

"yes, are you excited baby?" you ask her with a smile, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek, and she nodded with a giggle.

her overnight bag was on your shoulder and you internally groaned as you made your way towards the front door of his house — alaijah immediately reached out to press the doorbell, and you could feel her excited nerves radiating from her which made you smile at her again.

you almost dropped your daughter from your hands when you saw what opened the door — a blonde woman who looked to be your age, dressed in skimpy ass clothing which had you heated. you could tell she had extensions in her hair, and you scoffed at how cheap they looked.

"can i help you?" she snarks with an attitude, a hand on her hip as she gives you a once over.

"i know damn well this bitch is not..." you scoff, shaking your head, then looking back up at her, "girl, i'm here to drop off his daughter. who the fuck is you?"

"i'm his girlfriend," she says, boastful smirk on her face, and your heart drops and your face visibly hardens at this.

"did i ask, hoe?" you say to her, taking a step closer causing her to step back slightly, "get the fuck out my way before-"

"what's going on?" chris's voice suddenly comes, causing your blood to boil. damn, he looked so fine.

"you better check your bitch before i do," you say to him, causing the blonde girl to narrow her eyes at you as chris pushes her to the side.

"daddy!" alaijah says excitedly, reaching her arms out for him.

"hi baby!" chris coos to his daughter, taking her from your arms as he brings her close to him, "i missed you!"

you watch the sweet interaction with a yearning heart, but you seeth when you see the way the blonde girl looks at him with just as much adoration as you do — chris looks between both of you with an amused expression, and you could just give him a right hook right now.

"look, my daughter's here, can you both not come for each other?" chris says with raised eyebrows.

you fully turn to face him now, crossing your arms over your chest. he takes your figure up and down unashamedly, and you try to keep yourself from smirking as you realize you still had that effect on him. "that broad better not go nowhere near my baby, christopher."

"still using that full name on me?" chris scoffs with an amused smile, shaking his head. "i'll see you sunday night, alright?"

you quickly leaned up towards alaijah to press a kiss to her cheek, caressing it as she smiled at you. "i'll see you soon baby, okay? have fun."

"bye mommy, i love you!" alaijah tells you.

"i love you more."

without waiting for anyone to say anything else, you make your way towards your car, giving your hips a little extra sway as you knew chris would be drooling as he watched you walk away. you were proven right when you went to get in your car and chris had definitely been watching after you. you smirked as the blonde girl gave him a look of disbelief at the action, and you drove away, still feeling angry upon seeing her in the first place.

sunday night couldn't have come fast enough — you were bored and somewhat lonely without the comfort of your daughter with you, but you were able to run a few errands.

chris texted you and told you he would drop alaijah back off at your house, and you scoffed and only replied with an "ok." you knew it would piss him off, but how could he be the one upset?

soon, a familiar engine lowly rumbled outside of your house and you felt somewhat nervous because you knew it was chris. you heard the car door open then close, and footsteps slowly approach your porch until a knock on the door sounded.

almost too quickly you answered, and your heart warmed at the sight of chris holding your daughter in his arms tightly, her head laid on his neck with her eyes closed.

"she's asleep," chris said, swiping at his nose then nodding towards her, "can i go lay her down?"

you nodded wordlessly, stepping aside so that chris could walk in with her. he knows your house like that back of his hand ( nevermind the fact he used to live there with you! ) — he makes his way to your room, but you don't follow him.

instead, you cross your arms and sit at a barstool at your kitchen table, tapping her fingers along your arm as you wait the treacherous minutes it takes for your ex boyfriend to say his goodbyes to his daughter.

he emerges from your used to be shared room and grins at you, causing you to narrow your eyes at him. "what the fuck are you looking at?"

"i know you're still mad, y/n," chris shrugs nonchalantly, taking slow deliberate steps towards you.

"boy what are you talking about?" you say with a roll of your eyes, crossing her arms tighter on your chest.

"you're mad about lexi," chris says, egging it on, as he knows you're seething right now.

"oh, so the bitch got a name now, too?" you say, scoffing and shaking your head.

"you mad cause i'm fucking another bitch?" chris smirks, and you whip your head up at him at this remark.

without any warning, you stand up and quickly walk over to chris, yanking him by the arm and pulling him towards the couch in the living room — she shoves the man back on it, immediately going to straddle him as he looks up at her with a smirk and an amusement in his eyes.

"y'know lay's asleep, right?" chris tsks, rubbing the sides of her bare thighs which caused goosebumps to raise on her skin.

"then you better shut the fuck up," you say.

you smashed your lips onto chris's, having been craving this feeling again for so long — his hands immediately went to grope your ass which prompted a gasp to leave your lips and chris to slip his tongue inside your mouth.

you grinded down against his hard on, which you felt poking through his jeans as it so desperately wanted to be free. never breaking eye contact with him, you lifted your his shirt above your head and threw it behind you, and chris went to unclip your bra causing your perfectly round breasts to spill out.

"fuck, i missed seeing your pretty tits, ma," chris groans, immediately attaching his lips to your left tit whilst he massages the other.

"mhm chris," you breathe out, throwing your head back as he switches, giving attention to the other tit.

you grind down on him again, making the both of you moan at the contact. "pull your pants down."

you get up and take your shorts off, also giving chris enough time to slip out of his jeans and boxers, revealing his large, veiny cock which already leaked with precum — your mouth salivates at the sight.

you pull down your panties revealing your wet cunt, to which chris lets out a groan and strokes himself, but you narrow your eyes at him and smack his hand away, going to hover over his cock.

your hands find their way to chris's shoulders, latching onto them as you slowly sink yourself onto him, pulling a moan from the both of you.

"fuck, you're so big!" you whine, the stretch burning being that you haven't felt him inside you in a long time.

"so tight baby," chris groans in your ear, guiding you with his hands.

once he's fully inside you, you begin to move back and forth on his cock, the veins in his hands now prominent with the grip he held on your sides. "fuck baby, just like that!"

"you feel so good, oh my gosh," you moan out, throwing your head as you pick up your rhythm, bouncing up and down on his cock.

chris meets you halfway, thrusting up into you pulling multiple whines from you as he hits your sweet spot over and over again.

"fucking me so good ma, i missed your pussy," chris moans, leaving sloppy kisses to your neck.

"m'close, christopher," you moan out, keeping your steady pace.

"yeah?" chris groans in your ear, "come on baby, let go fa me."

it doesn't take you long before your orgasm comes crashing through you, your juices spilling over chris's cock and a loud moan of his name falls past your lips.

this sends him over the edge too, and hot spurts of his seed spill inside of you, mixing your juices together. he helps both of you ride out your orgasm, then you quickly get off of him to catch your breath.

he pulls you back towards him and shoves a finger inside your pussy to keep his cum in there, eliciting a gasp from you as you look at him with disbelief whilst he grins at you.

"what the fuck?" you gasp out.

"need my seed inside you, so you know who's yours," chris grins at you.

he takes his finger out then stands up, grabbing your hand and leading you towards the bathroom — he wordlessly grabs a towel and wets it, and you can feel tears from in your eyes as he does so.

none of this meant it was going to last long — he was going right back to the same boyfriend he was before, which was the ultimate reason you broke up in the first place. but you couldn't help the way you still loved him.

"please don't cry," chris says, breaking you out of the trance you didn't realize you were in.

"why shouldn't i, chris?" you sniffle, as he wipes your legs delicately, "it's not like we're getting back together."

chris could feel his heart break at the words you said, causing him to hang his head — it was his fault, and he couldn't believe he'd ever let someone like you go. he was so scared of fucking up, that he fucked up the best thing that ever happened to him.

"i miss you," you admit.

"i missed you even more, y/n," chris says, lifting your chin so that you could see in his eyes. and for once, there was a trace of sincerity in those blue depths. "i can't believe i broke our family up like this. i fucked up really bad, baby. but i want us to be a family."

"you mean that, baby?" you look up at him with a smile, and he wipes the tears away from your eyes, nodding.

"of course, ma. i love you so much."

he leans down and places a kiss to your lips — but this time it was sweet, but yearning. he missed both of his girls, and he was glad he had them back.

after cleaning you up chris grabs your hand again and leads you towards the bedroom, where alaijah is sound asleep in the middle of where you both used to lay.

you climb on side and chris on the other, and as if sensing the presence of her dad, alaijah moves towards chris like a magnetic touch, and he puts his arm around his daughter looking down at her with nothing but love and admiration.

you smile at him with your head propped up on the pillow, and he looks at you — he affectionately taps your nose, causing you to giggle as you take his hand, placing a soft kiss to it.

"goodnight, baby," you tell him, and he leans in to place another kiss to your lips.

"goodnight, my love," chris says back.

you get under the covers with them, moving close towards alaijah in the process to wrap your own arm around the girl, too — chris places another sweet kiss to both of your foreheads, finally at peace knowing he was with his number one girls again.

( lilly's section 💌 )

two fics in one night, who is she😳🙏? i hope y'all enjoy this, i love u so much muah💌.

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[kimbapisnotsushi]

miscellaneous haikyuu hcs that are scattered to the four winds bc i need to de-stress and i haven't done them in a while

tendou uses hair gel but tells goshiki that every morning he sticks a fork in an electrical outlet and that's how he gets his hair to stand up

goshiki, bless his soul, believes him

tsukishima freaks the fuck out when he learns that tenma asked out akiteru not because he's an overprotective brother or has misplaced resentment for the former little giant but because he's the biggest fucking fanboy of tenma's works

"what do you MEAN udai tenma asked you out what do you MEAN you've never read any of his works have you been living under a ROCK - "

this goes on for a whole hour and akiteru basically gets a free lecture of how amazing his little bro thinks his boyfriend is

when kageyama is really missing his grandfather he goes to the park where they used to play volleyball together and that's where he asks kunimi and kindaichi to meet him so they can finally have the proper conversation they needed in middle school

(i think about this hypothetical scene SO MUCH)

shibayama's parents own a cafe/bakery and the team converges there sometimes to hang out and will occasionally lend a hand

they help decorate it for the holidays!!

atsumu: "hey kita-san, i'm really sorry but i think i've caught updog" kita: "are you okay? do you need soup? tea? medicine? you should go home and take a break, i'll have gin send the notes to you, i'll let coach know - " atsumu, crying to the other second years later: "i can't fuckibg do this to him i feel like a momster"

kita DOES know the joke btw akagi did it to him back when they first met

inarizaki vbc is at war with inarizaki student council btw. inarizaki student council has been trying to steal kita for AGES ever since kita saved their asses in his first year from looking like total fools

kawanishi doesn't look like it but he is absolutely willing to fight for shirabu's right to be a snarky piece of shit

semi, exhausted, after stopping the third person that day from curbstomping shirabu: "kawanishi, why" kawanishi: "i like him like that"

sakunami is the most well-adjusted out of all the first years

at least every single one of them has broken some minor trespassing or breaking and entering law to play pokemon go

terushima is the type to try and show off in front of his crush and whenever this happens every single member of johzenji is determined to make him look like as much of a fool as possible

one day he's talking to komaki yuzuru and humble bragging about how oh so brave he was for his piercings and didn't even feel any pain or whatever and all his friends are walking by like

"hey yuuji thanks for singlehandedly lifting my parents' car out of that ditch they crashed into!!" "hey yuuji i heard you rescued twelve orphans from a burning house the other day!!" "wow yuuji i can't believe you steered an airplane after the pilot lost control and saved thousands of people!!" "hey yuuji remember that time you took on a whole gang of robbers and knocked out all of them??"

they are so fucking stupid i love them so much

reon is one of those early risers and tendou WILL throw a pillow at him if he doesn't shut off his alarm within five seconds of it going off

if it's winter and tendou has kicked all his blankets off then reon will carefully tuck him back in before leaving the room, flareon plushy included

reon has the BEST sweatshirt collection btw. they're comfy and have neat designs and everyone ends up wearing one at some point or another.

i love reon guys he deserves so much more love

kogane is a hopeless romantic and has a list titled "dream date spots" in his phone's notes app. there is an addendum at the end of the list in parantheses that says "must actually ask out sakunami first in order to go to dream date spots". kogane hopes to erase that addendum soon.

[enam3l]

love, lola / the prequel III / november 6th 1983 (5.5k)

In the Upside Down you spotted something strange and realised you weren't sure what you were doing when Will went missing on November 6th 1983... but Eddie does. (chapter one reference)

And now in August 1986, you're starting to feel a sense of deja vu. (chapter eight reference)

So what happened on the night that you don't really recall?

a/n: happy ending eventually, slow burn, will they won't they, a lil angsty but never mean eddie! tw: alcohol use

to be read after chapter eight.

series masterlist / follow #enam3l love lola for instant updates / my other work / now available to read on AO3!

comment for tag list. requests open for prequel stories.

Eddie Munson does not want to get out of bed. It had been an arduously long day at school, senior year freaking sucks and to top it all off, you have a boyfriend. What makes it more infuriating is that he's cool.

Previously, any boy you'd been associated with had been a halfwit jock or the occasional artistic overachiever but Sean was different. Before, Eddie could attempt to put a plaster over his broken heart by telling himself I'm just not her type, there's nothing I can do about it but Sean was just a cooler, older version of himself. Now you were both eighteen, the realisation at fifteen that he was in love with you, was really starting to destroy Eddie. With age, hormones and overall increased maturity, he truly began to understand the scope of his feelings. No longer could they be brushed off and no longer could he fool himself into believing one day they might be reciprocated. That dream became more out of the question as he watched you date and grow. It was clearer now, more than ever that you were going places and in true Munson tradition, Eddie was not. 

So it was a real punch in the gut when Sean came along. He'd graduated from another nearby high school the year before, you'd both crossed him at parties, once or twice at The Hideout. Eddie had always thought out of all the usual asshats in Hawkins, Sean looked like he probably had something in common with him. Then, in September, you and Eddie had gone to a new record store in town, only to find Sean behind the counter. He had a crop of dirty blonde curls and light stubble, a mass of tattoos (far more than Eddie could afford), a leather jacket and a motorbike (worth triple the price of the van). Yes, Sean was an older, bigger and better Eddie and the second you walked through the door, he had his eye on you. You left with his number and a free record, Eddie left with a crushed heart and the need to hurl. 

Since then, he now has to hear you everyday talk about all the adventures with Sean that previously, you'd have done with Eddie. You hadn't completely ditched him, no, you would never which is some ways was harder. Because now when you hung out, Eddie could sometimes still smell Sean's aftershave on you. Sometimes, when you'd rest your head in his lap, Eddie could see the marks Sean had left on your neck, claiming you as his own. Too many physical reminders that you didn't belong to Eddie and of what he'd never be able to do to you. 

Therefore, that's why he finds himself curled up in his bed at only seven at night. Sulking from watching you be marvellous all day and then reminding him you'd be going home with someone else. Despite it only being the sixth of November, it's already bitterly cold and windy, marching how Eddie feels inside. He just wants to sleep and feel sorry for himself, maybe dream of a reality where you are lying there with him. But that can't happen because the phone will not stop fucking ringing. Wayne is working nights so can't even answer for him. Usually it's just a sales call or someone trying to collect a debt but this is now their fourth attempt at ringing. Groaning at life's ability to be endlessly infuriating, Eddie rolls out of bed and trudges to the phone. 

'Ugh, what?' Eddie snarks, the Munson residence is not know for its phone etiquette. 

'Fuck, finally! This Eddie?' A man's voice sighs in relief. 

'Um, yeah? Who's this?' he asks confused. 

'Oh shit, thank god. It's Carl from The Hideout. Look man, I'm sorry to call randomly but I need you to come down here. Got a situation...'

Eddie's eyebrow raises, totally baffled. Why the fuck is Carl from The Hideout calling and what does he need me of all people to deal with?

'Oh right, hey... 'sup?'

There's a fumbling over the line, as if Carl is trying to juggle tasks whilst balancing the phone. Then a bleary voice crackles through.

'Tell that boy t'get his fuckin' ass s'over here, s'its a party!' 

The hair on his neck prickles, that's a voice Eddie would recognise anywhere. 

'Yeah, I don't know if you can hear that man but your girls here and she's fuckin wasted. I didn't wanna call Hop on her and her Gran scares the shit out me but she said you're who to call. Can you get here?'

Carl barely finishes the sentence before Eddie has agreed, grabbed his jacket, keys and shoved his feet into his sneakers. The weather is starting to look lethal but he is speeding more so than usual. He'd have walked over Legos to come rescue you. As much as his heart is swelling that you asked for him, it's sinking wondering why you're hammered on a Tuesday evening. Where the fuck is Sean? he thinks to himself as the van skids in front of the bar. 

'Jesus Christ...' is all Eddie can muster when he enters The Hideout and takes in the scene before him. La Isla Bonita by Madonna blares from the jukebox. A bewildered Carl stands behind the bar, head in his hands. The rest of the place is more or less empty beside a few regulars who come rain or shine. There's one local in particular, who is currently enjoying spinning around with you on the unofficial dance floor. A dangerously tempting black satin dress swishes perfectly with every roll of your hips. Your hair that was clearly one perfectly done is now a little wild and your slurring giggles can be heard even over the music. She's absolutely trashed, Eddie thinks, eyes wide at the scene before him. He storms over, stepping into his least used character - the responsible adult. Your recklessness in wearing that sinful dress, getting wasted and dancing with old men on your own has his blood boiling. 

Standing only a few meters away, Eddie stands unnoticed, hands on his hips like a disapproving mother. His voice booms over the music, calling you by your full name and causing everyone in the room to freeze and turn to him. Your dancing partner drops your arms as if they were suddenly made of hot coals and finally you notice Eddie's arrival. Despite the serious tone in his voice and overall awkward mood in the bar, you beam. Heeled boots clicking on the wooden floor as you skip over and hurl yourself at him. Arms tight round his neck as your drunkly squeal into his skin,

'Teddy! You're here!'

Eddie is so overwhelmed by the feelings battling inside, that he wonders if he'll spontaneously combust. He wants to tell you off but ask you what's going on because there's surely something but also he wants to gush over how unbelievable you look in that dress. It's hard not to let himself melt into you, so much of your bare skin exposed for his fingers to brush over. But he stops himself. Compose yourself Munson, something has clearly happened, he scolds himself. Pushing you back by the shoulders, he observes you at arms length. Your pretty make up is clearly smudged by tears. Now he does want to just take you in his arms, coddle you and fix it. 

'What's going on, sweetheart? Why are you wasted on a Tuesday and all alone?'

You squirm under his big brown gaze, eyes full of concern - it's too much to take. 

'Just wanna have a good time s'all,' you lie. 

'Hmm, that sounds like a fib, princess,' Eddie tuts. 

The nickname makes you scowl, looking down at the floor as you irritatedly scuff the floor with your boot. 

'Don't you mean Duchess,' you snark, 'I thought that was my royal title from the ingrates of Hawkins.' 

Eddie is now more confused than ever. He's stopping himself from frustratedly flailing his arms around. Why are girls so confusing? He wants to scream, what the hell is going on?

'Okay, somethings clearly happened, Y/N. Please can you tell me? You're worrying me here, doll...' 

He tries to tug you over to a booth to sit and talk but you resist - surprisingly strong, as if the whisky he can smell on your breath had given you powers. You pull him back in return so that you're now just playing tug of war with each others limbs. 

'No! Wanna dance, Ted!'

Realising he's not getting anywhere, he lets you win. With a satisfied little smile on your face you drag him over to your dancing spot. You gesture 'one moment' with your finger as you totter over to the jukebox. 

As you return, the soft melancholy tones of Please, Please, Please, Let Me Get What I Want by The Smiths begin to hum through the room. Eddie rolls his eyes, god I really hate the fucking Smiths, he thinks. 

'You cannot dance to The Smiths,' he argues. 

'Slow dance!' You chirp back as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Eddie freezes, gulping as you take his hands, placing one on your waist and keeping ahold of the other. The way you look at him makes him want to cry. All wide eyed and expectant and clueless as to how his heart might jump out of his chest because holy shit you want to slow dance with him. 

Eventually Eddie manages to force his feet to move, attempting to block out the perplexed look on Carl's face. Trying to focus on holding you in his arms and swaying you both to this unnecessarily apt song that feels like the universe is mocking him. Sighing into his embrace, you rest your head against his shoulder and he thinks he could stay like this forever. Then you speak. 

'S'over with Sean,' you whisper. 

The announcement causes him to freeze entirely. 

'Keep dancing,' you murmur and he does as he's told whilst his mind races with questions a mile a minute. 

'What happened?' He attempts to ask casually but fails miserably. 

An exhausted sigh leaves you and he feels your entire frame sag. 

'We were supposed to go out tonight but I came to the store early. Caught him with a girl, laughin' about the silly stupid little Duchess of Hawkins,' you snort half heartedly, 'how I can't have everythin' whilst this random bitch sucked his neck.'

Eddie's entire body goes rigid, fingers balling into fists so tight his rings begin to bite at his skin. How dare he, how dare that motherfucker, he's raging inside, how dare he have the most precious girl in the world and cheat and mock her. What gnaws at him the most is he never thought the guys you saw were good enough, but he'd let his guard down with Sean. He thought he might actually be okay. That if Eddie can't have you and look after you properly, it seemed like Sean just might. But no, it was clear now that truly no one was worthy of you. 

'I'll fucking kill him,' Eddie snarls through gritted teeth. You chuckle, looking up at him with hazy lovesick eyes, brushing your fingertips over his dimpled cheeks. 

'Don't bother, s'not worth it. Already know I can't have everything.'

His face falls at the thought of you thinking that.

'That's bullshit. You deserve everything - can have anything, sweetheart,' he says it so sincerely that it hurts. If only he knew what you really wanted.

'I wasn't upset cos I couldn't have Sean.' 

The way you look at Eddie makes it feel as if the world stops spinning. It makes him think for one indulgent moment that you might love him back. Both of you stare into each other's eyes wondering what's going on behind them. The soft orange of the dim bar lights causing your skin to glow. The aura of the room stuck in a limbo of melancholy and sweetness as both of you clutch onto each other. Softly swaying as internally the pair of you plead along with the lyrics,

For once in my life, let me get what I want. Lord know it would be the first time. 

Once the song finishes, you both appear to realise how vulnerable you've let yourselves become. Simultaneously jumping apart as if it was a school dance and your bodies were forbidden to touch. You stare awkwardly like you'd been caught in a compromising position. Eddie is the first to break the silence. 

'We should - I should take you home,' he says as monotone as possible. Desperate not to reveal how flustered he feels. You feel mortified, like he'd caught you out and knows your true feelings. This feeling is worse than seeing Sean wrapped up in another girl's arms and mocking you. Far worse. Why won't the ground just open up and swallow me whole? You cast your eyes at the ground, watching how Eddie's scuffed sneakers shuffle.  

'I - I gotta pee first!' You suddenly declare before grabbing your bag and fleeing to the bathroom. Once you're behind the security of the women's toilets door, you crumble to the floor. Sean's betrayal didn't hurt, what hurt was that it didn't hurt. It was painful to realise not even distracting yourself with a cheap imitation of Eddie, could kill off your love for him. It hurt that you actually did like Sean and it still wasn't enough to eclipse the all consuming love you felt for Eddie. You now realise that if that hadn't worked, nothing ever will. You're condemned to this cruel unreciprocated love forever and it's all too much. Manically, you dig through your bag until you feel the cool glass. There's still some liquid remaining of the concoction you'd brewed. Biting back the tears and the harsh taste, you down it, praying each sip numbs you just a little further. 

'Owwww!' you whine dramatically as you're forced forward by the door. You're oblivious to how long you've been sat on the bathroom floor, dazed and drunker than ever. 

'Y/N! The hell are you doing in there? Let me in, sweetheart. You've been gone for ages,' Eddie's concerned voice carries through the crack. Groaning, as if each movement was hugely inconvenient, you shuffle away from the door. 

'S'open!' 

Wincing, he slowly opens the door, worried about what state he'll find you in... and it's much worse than he thought. You're slumped on the floor, legs wide like a toddler playing but your toy is an empty sprint bottle. There's a glaze over your eyes as you stare at him, he can't quite workout what the look your give him means. He snatches the bottle, to a barrage of protests from you. Nostrils flared and brow furrowed, Eddie has stepped back into responsible adult mode after you disarmed him early. 

'Where the fuck did that come from?' He waves the bottle, one hand on his hips. 

'S'not your business...' you slur back defiantly. You were clearly taking the role of petulant child. Eddie's eyes roll to the back of his head, he slams the bottle down on the sink countertop. 

'That's it. You're coming with me, right now!'

You attempt to move out of his reach but you're all limbs, flailing like a new born foal. Taking advantage of your stumbling, Eddie sweeps you up and tosses you over his shoulder. 

'Edward!' You try to protest by kicking your feet but a large hand stops you in your tracks. 

'Ah ah ah, be careful of the family jewels!' 

The words would usually make you blush but the alcohol speaks for you now. 

'Oooops! We gotta take care of them. Make lil Munsons,' you say so casually that Eddie nearly drops you. He's grateful your vision is limited to the floor and his backside so he can't see the way his Adam's apple bobbed and his pupils blew up at your words. She didn't mean it like that you pervert, he chides himself. 

'Um... where's your stuff?' He mumbled trying to distract himself, 'oh nevermind...'

He answers his own question, spotting your bag and jacket on the floor. Gathering them whilst you absentmindedly hum and pat a tune against the backs of his thighs. It makes him smile, the smile turns into a gawp as he straightens up and sees himself in the mirror. That already dangerously short dress now risen up due to your angle. Tiny lace pink underwear on show. Tiny. When he feels his soul return to his body, he carefully drapes your jacket over your backside. The pervs in the bar did not get to see this, he thinks, even I shouldn't be able to see this. But the image is etched in his brain. The expanse of your thighs, soft skin all the way up to your barely concealed ass, thin pink fabric running between the cheeks and disappearing to a region he's sure he'd have died had he seen. He scolds himself for the initial instinct of sinking his teeth into the plump fat. Sean must be possessed not to realise what perfection he had, he tuts whilst carrying you out the van. 

Selfishly, it feels good to take care of you like this; it always seems the other way round. Placing you inside, strapping your seatbelt, tucking your hair behind your ears. Eddie smiles to himself as he watches you determinedly fiddle with the radio. Eventually you find something that satisfies, naturally it's something you love and he hates. A snigger escapes his lips as he listens to you attempt to drunkly harmonise with the lead singer's high pitch. It's a mistake and only draws your attention to him, now directing your serenading to him. 

'Why do I find it hard to write the next line?

Oh I want the truth to be said

Huh huh huh hu-uh huh

I know this much is true'

An adorable smirk is spread across your face, delighted in tormented him. Eddie tries not to crash as you punctuating your crooning with actions. Leaning over close to him, fingers trailing down his cheek, his arm... his thigh. 

'Stop it, sweetheart,' he grunts harsher than intended but god, did he need you to stop. You look at him with infuriatingly innocent wide eyes and a pout. 

'Why, Teddy? S'funny.'

He groans, how is someone so intelligent so utterly clueless to what she does to me. 

'You'll make me crash,' he insists. 

'Why-' thankfully your second round of questioning is cut off as something catches your eye. A small boy on a bike whizzes past  and into the night, already pitch black by eight in the evening. It causes you to pay attention to the path Eddie is taking you down. 

'Um,' you retract your hand from his thigh much to his dismay, 'were you going?'

He looks at you perplexed, how drunk were you? 

'I'm taking you home?'

A furious scowl appears across your face, taking him aback, as if he'd said something diabolical. 

'S'not home!' You protest. Eddie waves his hands, exasperated by what on earth you mean. 

'Wanna go to the trailer... go with you...' 

His heart skips a beat, does she think home is with me? But he can't have you there, not like this, not looking like that. 

'I don't think that's-' 

The pleasing expression on your face stops him in his tracks. Lip trembling, lashes batting, the glitter smeared over your eyelids shimmering in the street lights, you look more ethereal than ever. He's screwed. 

On the path from the van to his bedroom, you cling to Eddie's arm like a lifeline. The moment the door swings open you toss yourself onto the bed, dress flipping with the movement. You're on his bed, looking like this. He stumbles around gathering blankets as you watch intently, he feels hot under your following eyes. 

'Whatcha doin' Ted?'

'Getting stuff so I can sleep on the floor?' He replies as if it were obvious. You cock your head, confused. 

'Huh? Why? You always sleep in the bed w'me for sleepovers?'

'Yeah but - but you're drunk. Wanted to give you space...' 

You manage to get up on your feet and wobble over to him. Taking the blankets out his grip, you smooth over his tense hands, fingers spinning his rings. 

'I don't want space,' you whisper. 

He immediately assumes you don't want to feel alone after today's heartbreak. 

'Okay... well... you should get ready for bed then.'

For the first time all night you behave and do as he says. Wobbly feet attempting to make your way to the bathroom but you're clearly not going to make it without cracking your skull. He quickly catches you and escorts. Guiding you to sit on the toilet, Eddie gets to do the one thing he wants to do with his life - take care of you. You smile and hum happily as he damps a cloth and wipes away your smeared make up. Chatter about how you made Carl hand over control to the jukebox as he carefully brushes your wild hair. Toy with the chains around his neck as you look up at him, mouth wide so he can brush your teeth. Then you sit patiently, enchanted watching Eddie perform his own nightly routine. He's far clumsier with himself than he ever was with you. It's heart achingly endearing. Dribbling toothpaste onto his shirt causing him to cuss. 

'Son of a...'

Your giggles cease as he tugs his T-shirt off, exposing his taught porcelain skin. A new tattoo has appeared since you last saw him shirtless. You hadn't seen him shirtless since you had gotten with Sean, Eddie always becomes more reserved when you have a boyfriend. Or maybe you just stop yourself from spending so much one-on-one time with him when you do. Either way, seeing him like this is just another reminder how perfect he is. Not just his appearance, but everything else. No one has ever or would ever look after you like Eddie does. Subconsciously your hand has sought out the exposed skin you've been drooling over. The touch makes every hair on his body stand on end but you're oblivious to it. Your

finger dipping into the V shaped lines of his abdomen, following the sweeping alone the trail. 

'Maybe you should go get changed...' he tries not to moan. 

His sudden words snap you out of the trance you hadn't realised you were in. Retracting your hand, you nod and escape the small bathroom. Once he hears you're in the bedroom, Eddie splashes water over his face. Looking at himself in the mirror, he lectures himself, 

'Why are you torturing yourself like this? Freak.'

When he returns to the bedroom, Eddie is surprised to see you stood swaying near your usual side of the bed. Instead of curled up under the duvet like he expected, you're still dressed and perusing the clutter on the nearby dresser. 

'You okay, sweetheart?' He coughs to get your attention. You spin round, nearly tripping with the movement. 

'Needed help...' you admit, turning round again and looking over your shoulder, you point at a zip down the back of the dress. Right now, Eddie could get on his hands and knees and shout up to the sky God, why do you hate me? Instead he nods and silently pads over. Careful to brush any hair out of the way, he lets his hands linger on the smooth skin of your shoulders. He gulps as they trail down your spine to the zipper, evoking goosebumps on your exposed skin. With more delicacy than he's even attempted before, he tugs the zip. It's stiff at first and then slides down easily, exposing the back of a bra that matches the panties he shouldn't have caught before. Internally he curses, fuck every asshole who got to touch her like this, especially Sean, fuck you Sean. 

Before he can even move, you slip the dress off your shoulders and it pools down by your feet. Eddie's breath catches and it comes out as a choke as you turn around. Now, you stand before him fully exposed beside the tiny lace set that barely conceals anything. You're looking back at him as if this is normal, like you always find yourselves in situations like this. You don't, this is a first. He's seen you in panties and a t-shirt before but never ones this small and you've seen him in just boxers. But it's never been like this. The air is thick with tension and lust, although Eddie is clueless that it's mutual. 

'I - I - I'll get you a shirt,' he stutters. 

'Thanks, Teddy,' you smile, as if everything is normal. 

Quickly he turns to the dresser behind you and rummages for a shirt and shorts for you. Upon turning back to you, his pupils eclipse his brown irises. Your back is entirely stripped, bra and panties now amongst the black satin pool on the floor along with your boots. He flusters and bumbles, closing his eyes, spinning around and thrusting his arm out to throw the clothes at you. 

'Shit, shit, shit, sorry sweetheart, I didn't know. I'm so sor-'

'S'fine silly,' you hiccup. 

Eddie keeps his eyes shielded until he hears the mattress squeak. I basically just saw my best friend naked, naked in my bedroom, what is happening, what is happening, his insides scream. 

'Are you getting in or standing all night, Teddy?' You giggle. 

When he dares to peak again he's met with his favourite sight - you, soft and warm in his clothes, curled in his bed. You've not been like this since you met Sean. He hates himself for being pleased it's over so he can selfishly have you to himself... almost. Stripping to just his boxers, Eddie climbs along side you. A gasp escapes as immediately you curl into him, arms draping around his stomach and your head on his chest. Gradually, he lets himself settle into your touch and allows his arm to wrap around you. 

'It stops spinning when I'm with you,' you mumble into his chest. Eddie laughs, rubbing your back. 

'You're that wasted, huh, sweetheart? 

You sigh because he just doesn't understand and your brain can't unscramble what you feel and vocalise them when you're in this state. It's not the room that stops spinning, it's the world, it's everything, you keep me grounded, Eddie is what you mean. 

The pair of you continue to lie there, fingers tracing shapes on the other. Both of you could stay like this, blissfully content, together, forever. But the self-doubt in Eddie rears its ugly head. She's not yours, she's only here because she's drunk and Sean broke her heart, this isn't real.  

'So...' he bursts the bubble, 'what are you gonna do now, with Sean?'

Just saying his name leaves a bitter taste in Eddie's mouth after what he's done to you. 

'Don't care,' you confess, 'don't want anyone else.'

You don't care about what Sean did, you don't want anyone else but Eddie, there's no pretending that anymore. But of course, he can't understand your cryptic drunk words. His touch stops. 

'You're staying with him?' The words come out sharp, it's clear he doesn't understand you. You're tired and angry and drunk and exhausted from not being able to love anyone the way you love Eddie. 

'No! You don't understand, I-' you've sat up to look at him now. Both of you scowling at the other, mixed messages infuriating both. Even with the bleary tiredness of your eyes he looks so beautiful. It's drained all you have, all these feelings and now, you give up and let the alcohol speak for you. 

Without thinking, you crush your lips to his. For the first time in your life, you do what you've always dreamed of and kiss Eddie. You kiss your best friend, the boy you've been sickeningly in love with since you were twelve. Eddie's eyes feel as if they might pop, heart feels as if it may burst. His entire body is frozen as if a spell was cast. The only thing he feels is your warm whisky breath on his lips. She's kissing me, she's kissing me, she's... drunk. He's dreamt about your first kiss for the last three years, fantasising how, when or where. But this isn't how it's meant to be, if he was ever lucky enough for it to happen. Eddie wants you to kiss him because it's him, not because you're drunk and heart broken. You don't mean this. For just a second, he lets himself taste the dream; returning your kiss. For just that second sparks erupt and they're nauseating, too much to handle. He can't let himself fool himself like this. You don't end up with Eddie Munson, that isn't how the story ends. Guiding your soft cheeks, he pulls you away. Absorbing your half lidded eyes and kiss bitten lips whilst he's so privileged to see the sight. Then, he guides you back down to his chest. No word is spoken. Within a minute or so, Eddie feels your breathing even and you fall asleep. It was just the alcohol, he lectures himself all night. Wide awake and staring into space, wishing there was a world somewhere in which you were in love with him too. As he fades into his fantasy, he's occasionally brought back to drab old Hawkins as the lights outside the trailer park flicker and surge. I hate this fucking town, he thinks and then he sees you peacefully asleep against him, except for her. 

It's late afternoon when you wake, sleepy eyed and bed headed. Eddie lets you sleep in, the both of you missing school. Despite the clear hangover and stumbling steps, you're chirpy and completely unaware of the events of last night. He jiggles his knee anxiously as he tries to see what you recall over a bowl of Honey Comb. 

'So I got ready and I went to the record store and ugh. Caught Sean, that fucking skeezeball. Then...'

Eddie nods, waiting for you to continue. It takes you a moment, mouth twitching as you recall. 

'I think I was at The Hideout? I think there was Madonna... then you?'

He gulps the orange juice to hide his nerves. 

'Then you were there and... that's it. I'm drawing a blank. Did we just drink and then come back here?'

Gone, all of it gone. Mind wiped clean by liquor. 

'Um, yeah, sure. Yeah, pretty much...' he agrees, this way is easier, 'anything else?'

You tap the spoon against your lips, pondering. 

'Nope!' You pronounce the P with a pop. 

'Cool, well... was pretty much it.... do you want me to drop you home?' He asks but really he's pleading, he needs you to go. 

'Shit, yes please. Guess I gotta get explaining to Gran,' you grimace and giggle. Totally oblivious. 

The moment he's back from dropping you off at Ruby's, Eddie sparks a joint. Desperate for something to numb the painful buzzing in his body, the racing thoughts and the burning skin on his cheek where you kissed it goodbye. Last night it was his lips you were kissing. He traipses to his room defeatedly and goes to the dresser where records are stack. Only the loudest music possible could clear out his head. But his foot catches on something as he turns to the record player. The record flops to the floor as he realises what it is. He stands, sinking in the pool if your discarded clothes. That tiny satin black dress and those even smaller pink lace bra and panties. He's glad you forgot, glad you didn't spot them incase it jogger your memory. Carefully Eddie picks them up. They smell like whisky and cigarettes, but mostly the fabric is infused with you. He stubs away the joint, not wanting to contaminate your scent with the acrid smoke. Really, he should put them aside and return them to you. Yet, he's terrified of bringing that night back to your memory. Doesn't want to embarrass you by making you remember you were so distraught and drunk that you stooped as low as kissing him. Then, the darkness inside him taunts. Maybe she does remember and she's being kind, not wanting to embarrass you because she hated the kiss so much. Both options suck but he can't bring himself to just toss the only tangible memories of that night, that kiss, away.

Eddie crouches so he can reach under his bed. Shuffling junk, discarded campaign plans and forgotten guitars picks until he feels it. A tattered old leather suitcase, worthless but filled with treasure. Placing it on his bed, he opens it. Inside are mementos: pictures of his Mom, of you, Gran and Wayne, song lyrics, old picks, gig tickets and birthday cards. With greater care than he ever has with his own clothes, he folds your dress, tucking the underwear inside so it's hidden. The secret will be safe in here, he reassures himself. 

Eddie locks it and returns it safely under his bed. Letting your clothes lie there with other precious moments he wants to preserve. It stays there untouched for years, that sacred memory. 

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[heyhoeudoin]

Hi I saw that your requests are open. Can I request a senku x female reader where he has a crush on an older tattooed foreigner who was on vacation in Japan when the world was petrified.

A PROMISE

"Never would I have thought that you'd be into older women."

pairing: senku ishigami x reader

words: 3.2k

genre/s: fluff, tension?

warning/s: she/her (sorry!), age gap, i'm not good at science

synopsis: there has always been a statue standing near the ishigami village that somehow no one touched, until someone recognizes it

masterlist

a/n: after my first senku one shot got some recognition, i was thinking of making another one but i didn't know what. then i was shocked to see that i got a request, but then i saw the request and freaked; i love the idea. so here and enjoy! this also took a while since when this was requested, school started already and i was busy with requirements. sorry!

anything science here may or may not be true, i'm not sure. i got most from reddit. reader's tattoos are based of off law's from one piece. slightly inspired by ferbnessa (phineas and ferb).

after visiting the grave of his father, senku headed out only to see a familiar statue just outside the graveyard.

there you are standing tall leaning on one leg; a hand up to your ear as if you were taking a phone call, and two fingers up to your lips indicating that you were smoking then. a small frown your face as you side eyed towards the hand by your ear, like you were annoyed with the phone call you may have had.

his eyes widen at the face that he'd never thought he would see again. "...y/n?" he muttered out with a relieved tone as he stepped closer to your petrified self. after getting hit with the realization that he won't ever see his father again, seeing someone he deeply cares about is just what he needed.

"you're still the same." he whispers as he trailed down figure seeing the various tattoos that are now on display. "let's hope that those stay on your skin because i know for sure you'll be hella pissed if you wake up tattoo less." he chuckles as he brought a hand to run through his hair.

then he put that same hand on top of your head (well tried to, so now his hand is rested upon your cheek). "wake up soon." he tells your statue with a soft look on his face, "i want to see, and hear you again, y/n."

just when the group finished making a record player, that's when someone came from where the graveyard is.

"hello?"

ginro screamed saying it's a ghost (which also scared most people) as the battle team hurried to the front lines, and positioned themselves into a battle stance.

"calm down, there is no need to point such dangerous things at me."

you walked out with a teasing smile. your naked body gaining attention to those present; their eyes looking at the scribbles across both your arm. both men, and women blushing at the sight with some covering children's eyes.

that's when you saw him walking up to those who held weapons towards you. "ara~ senku?" you let out in a confused manner. then another person walked up.

"you're y/n l/n, right?"

you looked over to the blonde who asked which shocked you. raising your brow with suspicion, "how do you know that?" you asked knowing full well that senku wouldn't just tell stories of those he knew before the petrification.

"you're part of the hundred tales: 'number ninety-four; the woman with strong desires. y/n l/n is a tall woman with ink along her arms as a sign of devotion. there is another way to show loyalty to another, and it's by making a promise. it is when two or more people make a vow to one another to do something for the future. these promises are to be kept, and not broken, or else the woman of devotion will seek you.'" the blonde girl explained to you.

after she explained, the townspeople nodded their heads in realization and understanding. however, you're confused. "the hundred tales? also what's up with that story?" you asked as senku is casually walking up to you, holding clothes. he tossed them to you, "here put these on. i don't want these people to keep staring at you, and forget about the record." he ushered as you did what you were told.

gen rose a brow at the out-of-character-yet-not-really-out-of-character statement that he overheard. 'how interesting~' he thought with an evil smile.

senku guided you over to the small hut where a primitive looking record player lays, but you also saw all the other inventions around it. "oh wow," you muttered gaining his attention, "i knew you'd be able to survive in this stone world." you gave him a soft smile.

after you said that, he turned away from you and to the record player. "save that for later, we need to listen to this." he says, but in actuality he's a bit flustered by your insane trust in him despite only knowing each other for barely a year.

his eyes soften at the memory.

it was hirosue high's school festival, and senku's class is doing a food stand while he decided to add something science related. sure doing a food stand is already science, but a lot of other classes are doing that already and he wanted to add some twist.

after discussing it with his classmates (with the help of taiju, and yuzuriha), he was able to come to the agreement that people get to choose to compete in something science related for free food. if they don't win, then they pay extra, and if they do win, then they don't pay at all. another twist is that the participant will be able to pick a science topic, but will not be able to pick the difficulty. then they also have the choice to go for more questions because why not.

this may seem like something senku would like doing, but he's ten billion percent sure that no one can keep up with his scientific nature and that this will probably make him bored.

those who will be participating in this science contest will be directed to the science lab where senku will be for most of the time, hosting the said contest. only ten customers at a time are allowed to participate, then the next contest will happen again after an hour or so.

and so, let the festival begin!

senku is bored out of his mind, or rather feeling unproductive since he's been sitting in his science lab doing nothing, but giving random people science questions that all, if not, most people couldn't answer. he asked himself a lot on why he asked to do this, and it's only the first day!

he received a text from yuzuriha saying that she's sending in the next batch of contestants. sighing at the text, he wrote down some questions he could think of at the top of his head ranging from elementary to advance college. although he doubt anyone could answer any advance college questions.

he watched as the door opened with people pouring inside, but then someone caught his eye. in his fourteen years of life, he would have never thought that a woman would catch his attention.

a woman of tall height (senku calculated her to be around 190 cm) wearing a sleeveless short black turtle neck with a cutout that shows her cleavage, a tight pencil skirt with mesh hanging from the back, and high platform boots. with the sleeveless top, he could see the the tattoos lining up both of her arms; he recognized them too. those tattoos are from an anime.

"wow." senku uttered under his breath then quickly shook his head, shocked at his sudden attraction. he was supposed to be uninterested in these things! but human emotions are the epitome of unexpected.

but never would he expected to be into older women.

it was clear that you're a grown adult by the way you carried yourself; you're clearly mature, and elegant with femininity oozing out of you. now he wishes for you to be highly educated, after all, knowledge is something he's attracted to the most.

so when it is finally your turn to get tested, he made sure to pick one of the college/advanced level questions.

you sat down in front of the boy with gravity-defying hair. "hi~" you greeted with a smug look, "biology please." you asked without even looking at the options.

senku smirked, "for how long can the body live without its head?" hopefully you won't fall for the trick question, then maybe he can...

a wide grin appeared on your face, "zero of course because head can live without the body for fifteen seconds, not the other way around."

an imaginary lightning bolt appeared beside the both of you as those in the room can feel the competitive tension between the two of you. despite you already answering a question correct, senku kept going asking you questions as you kept answering them correct. this went on for almost an hour, and during that time, a crowd appeared inside the room.

all of a sudden, you started laughing. you smiled at the boy in front of you who's name you still don't know, "thank a lot." you stood up then dropped some money (for the food you ate), "you certainly know how to show a woman a good time, but i have to go." you leaned down and gave him a kiss on the cheek, "i promise i'll definitely come back tomorrow." then you left waving your hand while walking out.

senku looked starstruck, watching you wave back at him then realized that he's at school. the look faded from his face as he glared at the crowd that is quickly dispersing. then he looked over to his two friends: taiju, and yuzuriha, who both have a large grin on their faces.

he rose a brow, "what?" he asked before going back to his flashcards, writing new questions.

"you looked so starstruck at her!" taiju started with a teasing tone as yuzuriha nods beside him. "yeah senku! never would i have thought that you'd be interested in a girl." then she brightly smiled, "didn't she say she would come back tomorrow?! get her number!" she exclaimed.

senku shook his head, "that would be ten billion percent inappropriate; to both her, and i." then he shooed them away to go back to the classroom.

senku lightly shook his head from the memory to continue what he was doing before you had arrived. he motioned ginro to start spinning, and then he carefully placed the needle into the grooves of the glass record. that's when you heard byakuya's voice again after thousands of years.

"i don't know who's listening to this, hundreds or maybe thousands of years from now, but i'm the astronaut byakuya ishigami."

the crowd starts cheering as senku shushed them allowing the record to be heard again. byakuya went on about how the formalities end there then asked, "senku, it's you, isn't it?" he says making you turn to your left, your eyes landing to the boy who's got glassy eyes.

you nudged a bit closer to him allowing you to wrap an arm around his shoulder as if giving him a side hug. he, in return, used his right hand to wrap a pinky around one of your fingers (senku's arms were crossed over his chest).

gen saw the action, and is practically doing an 'oop' face.

"nah, you don't need that dramatic father-and-son crap, do you? let's get right into business."

"you really do get it!"

that's when you heard it.

lillian's voice, no, her singing voice.

at the sound of music—singing—you can't help, but cry at the sudden wave of nostalgia, and realization.

senku moved his right hand so that it's holding unto yours. he gave your hand a squeeze as sign of "i'm here" to which you are grateful for. he always have a knack of making you feel special, and appreciated.

memories you had over the year with senku suddenly flashes through your eyes.

senku would sometimes go over to your vacation home in japan; to help you with your work, or purely for the advanced science lab down in your basement. despite being in japan for vacation, there are times wherein you want to work, so that's why your vacation home has a full on lab.

it was all about the little things he did that made you feel special.

whenever you'd be having trouble coming up with experiments, theories, etc. senku would be their to put an input of his own ideas.

when he notice that you're overworking yourself, he would bring you a brewed cup of your favorite coffee brand.

when you would get stressed, he would some times play with you hair, or trace the tattoos along your arm while he would give you pointers on whatever you'd be working on.

and when you're not working then the two of you would hang out at the mall or some place else.

senku knows about your fashion style; specifically having a lot of pencil skirts of different styles. instead of him saying that you should not wear those types of clothes; i mean, who is he to ask you of that, you're a capable adult and clothes are meant to be worn. instead every time the two of you have to go up a flight of stairs, he would hover over just under your skirt to block any unwanted eyes.

if you have long hair, he would always bring hair ties with him whenever you two go out to eat. which is proved to be useful especially when you two would frequent a ramen restaurant (since it's his favorite food and all), and you'd always forget to bring one.

if you are prescribed with a certain medicine then he would always have some stored at his home, and would try to restock your own.

(act fool, act fool, act fool, act fool)

you've noticed him do these small things, well, not all the time just some of them. these small things would seem out-of-character for senku, but for you, it just makes sense. especially when he suddenly confessed to you.

"i, ten billion percent, like you romantically, y/n."

your head snapped towards senku, your eyes wide in shock. then that shock turned into a serious look, "senku, i hope you didn't forget that i'm seven years older than you."

senku nodded, "of course i remember that important detail; i thought about that too." then he turned his attention over to a bunch of stacks of paper. "you most definitely can reject me; which is also the most logical choice, but if you don't; which is obviously illogical, and dangerous to both you, and i." he hesitated for a second, "i don't expect you to... wait for me; you can involve yourself romantically with other people, but these feelings of mine will stay. no matter how illogical i think they are."

you leaned over to senku to see that his ears are a bit red making you smile, but that quickly faded. "senku, i will reject you here, but i do want you to try again once you become an adult."

he turned back to you in shock, then a sheepish smile appeared on his face. "alright, i promise you that."

that was the last time you saw him before the petrification.

never would you have thought that was the last day you would have saw him, the world turned into stone the next day. with several centuries passing, you thought you'd never be able to wake up.

but you heard it.

a call of your name from senku.

after hearing his voice again after years, you realized you missed him. a lot. it may have took you a while, but you finally got out of your stone cage.

knowing senku, he would definitely revive the entire humanity, and you'll be there to help him.

after listening to the recorder, everyone from the village went back to their homes as the day is about to end. meanwhile, senku took you to his observation tower (which is where he sleeps now as well).

after the two of you went up, senku immediately started drawing up a plan for the next course of action.

but you knew better.

he's always been there for you, so now it's time for you to be there for him.

"senku..." you called with a soft tone as you walked up behind him, and put a hand over his. "you shouldn't work after listening to the record." you started as you started tidying up the piles of paper on the desk, "you don't need to exert yourself anymore. you can start planning tomorrow."

after fixing the mess on his desk, you dragged senku over to what you assume is the bed, and sat him there. "you don't have to carry everything by yourself, you know?" you bent down to him with a smirk, "after all, i'm just as, if not, smarter than you."

senku immediately looked away from you, and lied down onto the bed. he didn't want you seeing his slightly red face. raising a hand, he did a shooing motion, "alright, alright. i'm laying down, happy?" he asked with a sarcastic tone making you roll your eyes.

"yes, but you can't 'shoo' me away." he heard you say as he felt the mattress behind him sink. "where else would i sleep?" you rhetorically asked as you laid down next to him, your back facing his back.

senku, for once, didn't have trouble sleeping that night.

the next day, senku decided to make 'space food' as a way to fight during winter; something tsukasa doesn't want. of course, senku had already discussed to you what happened during the two years he broke out of his petrification while the two of you worked on making the space food.

gen noticed the natural teamwork the two of you has; even different from when chrome, and senku would work together. the two of you even had time to make conversations! (#multitasking)

during the night, senku looked through his telescope. "just come up already." he said, but not loud enough to wake you up. "what do you want?" then asked.

"heya." gen appeared, "i didn't want the pure hearted to hear this like kinro-chan, kokuyo-chan, and maybe like y/n-san. is she finally asleep?"

senku chuckled, "seems like you've already got a skeevy plan." then he glanced over to your laid figure. "just keep it down, she's a very light sleeper. don't be surprised if she's already awake."

gen gave a closed smile, "good guess, and that's fine." then he opened his eyes, "all we need is the record, and a pair of phones. if it works out, we can actually save all seven billion people in a bloodless siege on the tsukasa empire, but if god happens to be watching." his smile turned evil. "you and i are going to hell together."

senku stood up, "not to worry." then gave an equally evil look, "god's been absent in the world of science for ten billion years. let's hear it, mentalist."

senku was right; you already have been awake ever since gen arrived. you have also been listening in this plan of gen's, and you gotta hand it over to him; he truly is a scumbag of a mentalist. then again, senku is also a scumbag of a scientist.

you were almost shocked to hear lillian's voice out of gen's mouth, but what truly shocked you was when chrome bursts his head through the floorboards which made you jump.

as senku patched up the floor, gen making a summary of the plan, then you're checking up on chrome for any injuries.

"chrome, sweetheart, don't do that again. you could have gotten a concussion from the blunt force." you commented worriedly as you hovered over him, holding his head; checking for injuries.

senku flinched at the sudden pet name you called chrome, and of course, gen saw the said flinch. he smirked as he leaned over to senku, poking his cheeks. "ara senku-chan~ are you jealous? speaking off..." he turned to you.

"what even is you two's relationship?"

the sudden question made you turn to senku, making eye contact. after a few seconds, he nodded towards you as a sign to explain however you want.

you turned back to gen with a suspicious smile (well, that's how he saw it), "a promise is what keeps us together."

both gen, and chrome are confused by your statement.

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[the-girl-with-the-glass-heart]

I've never drawn stardew valley fanart before but since you guys liked my Alex and Harvey body swap idea so much I thought I'd draw something for it.

"What happens when a 40 year old wimpy doctor with a dad bod swaps bodies with his conceited 20 year old athletic neighbor on the same day that one of them has a date for the flower dance and the other has an interview that could make or break his business? Alot of really stupid hijinks and some kinda horrifying angst."

Yeah I draw Harvey over weight, fight me.

For those who haven't seen the post I made a long long hypothetical post about what if Alex and Harvey swapped bodies and it got quite a few notes so I'm happy you guys liked it.

Here are some really great things I think would happen here that I didn't mention in the other post.

-Since Alex is a conceited asshole before he gets character development he spends alot of time complaining about how old Harvey's body is and how fat and weak it is or his stupid mustache, the good news is that Harvey doesn't hesitate to call him an asshole and a good portion of this idea is Alex being humiliated by circumstance. The very first thing he said when finding he was in Harvey's body was "look at my hands! I have witch hands! I look like I should be stirring a cauldron!". Don't worry, Alex learns better and apologizes to Harvey about it which actually helps them switch back.

-Harvey gives Alex a ton of notes on taking care of his patients in his absence and Alex is 100% sure that this is gonna be a cake walk, after all, how hard can being a doctor be when you've just got like... 20 people to look after? Pretty hard actually considering everyone in the valley is unbelievably stupid. Marnie and Jodi show up because their kids swallowed marbles, not together, they just both got the worst idea ever at the same time.

Shane calls in to complain about how he feels awful for some mysterious reason, making Alex yell at him "MAYBE CAUSE YOU LIVE OFF TWO HOURS OF SLEEP AND A DIET OF PEPPER POPPERS AND BEER!". Shane is absolutely stunned at this realization, could have never possibly conceived it.

Lewis walks in complaining that he has splinters all over his body and Alex asks why Lewis says it's cause he was naked in a bush, Alex decides not to press any further.

-Harvey attempts to walk Alex's dog, sure he's never walked one before since he's allergic to them, but it's probably not that hard. Dusty then proceeds to yeet Harvey all over stardew valley, smacking him into mail boxes and bushes and buildings.

-People keep throwing things at Harvey and expecting him him catch it, he's gonna have a broken nose by the end of the day if people don't stop.

-Like I said before, Alex has a date with Haley for the flower festival and says Harvey has to go in his place or else Haley will be crushed.

Later when Alex is at Harvey's aerobics class he sees Haley there and over hears her talking to Emily about how she's upset that Alex is avoiding her and how she doesn't even know if he will meet her at the festival.

Alex jumps in to very enthusiastically and somejeay creepily tell her that he will absolutely 100% be there no matter what because Alex told him himself.

Haley doesn't even acknowledge what he just said and asks why a man's in a dance aerobics class, Alex has no explanation.

-At the flower dance Harvey is on the phone with Alex saying that he's terrified to dance with Haley, Alex who is back at Harvey's apartment, chastises him for being a little bitch and tell him him take charge and ask her to dance.

"I don't know how to be romantic!"

"Come on Harvey you can't seriously tell me you've never seen a romance movie before!"

"I mean, I saw titanic once with my mom."

"Perfect! Act like Jack!" "You want me to drown myself?" "No! I thought you were smart dude!" "I am but I also have a generalized anxiety disorder and you're freaking me out right now!".

-Harvey is trying his best, God bless him, but Haley can tell he's incredibly nervous since he keeps looking down at their feet and his palms are incredibly sweaty, grossing Haley out.

-Meanwhile Alex is at home cause he's being interviewed by some medical magazine about what it's like to be a doctor in a small town and absolutely failing to say anything interesting or remotely substantial.

-He's barely even trying to hide that he isn't Harvey, he's putting his feet up on the table, eating the whole time, dodging questions and just generally being kind of a dick.

-Alex was very very adamant about not going to Harvey's dance aerobics class since it's obviously a class for chicks 🙄, then when he gets there all the girls are doing just fine during the exercises while he's slowly dying and can't get up.

-Evelynn keeps forcing Harvey to eat, he cannot physically eat any more food but she just keep on giving him more and more. Harvey genuinely wonders how insane Alex's metabolism is since he can eat all of this and not gain a pound.

-i like the idea of Alex passing out in the clinic from the stress of working all day and also being a 40 year old man with back pain so Harvey gives him a little blankie.

-When Shane and Sam are talking at work sam mentions Alex and Harvey have been spending a alot of time together for no reason, Shane just says "Maybe they're gay.", Sam nods agreeingly and says "good for them.".

-I thought of three angsty concepts for this where one involves Harvey thinking about the possibility thay he could just run off and leave Alex in his old body and go live his pilot dreams no that he doesn't need glasses anymore, one where Alex confesses he's been so rude about Harvey's body because being conventionally attractive and fit is all he has, and one where Alex and Harvey are hit with the very real possibility that they might never be able to switch back and Alex will miss out on a huge portion of his life and Harvey will have to relive his all over again.

-Luckily they do get switched back by the end of the day and learn to understand one another better, they might not be friends but they've learned to respect each other a little more and Alex apologizes for saying all that mean shit about Harvey's body.

So yeah, that's about it, I'd like to make a full fanfic or comic out of this but idk, also alternatively I think body swaps between pierra and Morris, sebastian and Demetrius, and Shane and marnie would be very funny.

Thx that's about it.

[hongjoongscafe]

Headcannon Yunho accidentally finds out you have a secret crush on him and he battles with revealing his love in return?

Hmm... This suits him perfectly 🤔 so why not?... Thank you for your request sweet anon💓

Just imagine...

The text

Yunho(ateez)xreader

Y/f/n is calling y/n bro because my best friend and I call each other bro and it feels less formal...(?)

"You can recheck from my phone"

Permitting Yunho to check the details from her phone

She forgot that her last chat with her female best friend was open

Running out from the kitchen to stop him

But too late

The text:

Y/n: no, I mean, I loooove Yunho:( but I don't know if he feels the same... He is such a sweetheart... I don't want him to run away...😔

Y/f/n: you have loved him since when? Forever? You should be confident, bro>:|

Left his mouth wide open

It was hard for him to believe the message

His anxiety rose the highest

Without thinking

He stormed out of the apartment

She was calling him behind

But his ears stopped working

She believed that she lost her most precious friend

For him,

He was freaked out

She was someone he always wanted to spend his time

Walking down the street, hand in hand, giggling at the silliest things

She was his dream

A walking dream

Had feeling for her for a long time

He packed his feelings deep inside him

For the same reason

Months passed

He did not reply to her

She was broken

Stopped eating properly

Both broken hearts felt empty

He was feeling guilty

For storming out like that

Without listening her

After gaining enough strength

He knocked at her door

Opening the door

She looked at him with shock kissing her face

But the other side

The heart broke even more

Seeing her in the worst condition

Dark circles, dull eyes

He wanted to punish himself for her weak condition

Inviting himself in her apartment

He hugged her

As close as possible

"Y/n... I have always loved you, do you know that? Hm. I was scared to lose you... But that day, that text, I-I felt like I was dreaming, not believing that fact, I freaked out and my first instinct was to go back and collect myself together. I got scared for a sec. I love you so much, y/n. I'm sorry I left you like this, I really am."

They hugged each other harder

Not wanting to let go of their dear lovers

"Yunho, I love you to the point that it hurts..."

She cried

Tilting her head

He joined his lips with her

His soft plush lips

Kissed her deeper

"You won't feel or get hurt anymore... I'm here, with you... Forever..."

He assured

The love they had for each other

Was nothing but pure and cute

Something one could only dream off...

*do NOT repost, plz* *I am not the owner of the pictures, I just edited them*

[ if you want, you can send a request for headcanons (for any idol). I would love to write about that:)]

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[r0zyp0zy0zy]

✾❃S.H+D.K- A Bisexual Mess✶

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Warnings: Smut, threesome, spit roasting, suggested poly relationship

Words: 3407

Pairing(s): Kaminari Denki x Sero Hanta x FEM!reader

Summary: Being attracted to your friend is weird, and your boyfriend having a crush on him too is even weirder. 

Ok so I might’ve gotten carried away and prepared a basket instead... oops. Enjoy!

Part two

===NSFW UNDER THE CUT===

Sero Hanta always bragged about you to his friends, which wasn't a secret by any means. Well, not a secret to anybody except you. What can he say? You're perfect to him, and who's he to keep that information to himself? He would spew everything he loved about you and more, infuriating Bakugo and making Kaminari jealous.

You didn't mean to eavesdrop, really! Well, not at first. Buuut... your pretty little boyfriend mentioned your name in his conversation with the Bakusquad, and you couldn't help it. You stood quietly outside of your home office— the only place in the house you allowed Hanta to smoke —and leaned as close to the door as you dared.

"She's just so perfect," you broke into a smile at Sero's words.

"Will you stop bragging about y/n-chan?" Kaminari groaned dramatically from within the room, "I almost can't take it anymore! You know that I like her. Stop making me jealous on purpose because I can't have her!"

Your eyes widened slightly at Kaminari's words. He did? Since when? Well, that was a silly thing to think; Kami has probably had a crush on everyone in high school at one point or another. But the fact that he just admitted it to Hanta was straight-up bold.

"Yeah I know," you heard Sero smirk, "ever since you've heard about her magic mouth you've wanted a piece."

"-wha? Wrong. I've had a crush on her longer than that!" Kaminari argued. You could hear Mina in the back cracking up.

"Will you two shut up?!" Bakugo yelled, rattling the door. "Every fucking time I'm here is all 'y/n this' and 'y/n that' ok we gET IT, THE TWO OF YOU ARE IN LOVE WITH HER!"

You stood in their silence for a moment, trying to process that holy shit, the Mega-Virgin Kaminari has a crush on you, even before you sucked Hanta off for the first time! What was happening?

"K'mon, bro," Kirishima chided, and you heard the slap of his hand land on Bakugo's back. "Chill out, take another hit. Y/n-san might pop in if she hears too much noise."

"Whatever, 'tch," Bakugo huffed, "kinda wanna go home anyway, you nerds don't have anything interesting to talk about."

You quietly hurried away to your shared bedroom at the sound of footsteps, pretending that you hadn't just heard Hanta openly talk about your 'magic mouth', and Kaminari's confession. You could still feel the flustered blush on your cheeks as Kirishima and Bakugo walked down the hall to the front door, the latter grumbling about "those damn nerds".

"Wait, guys," Mina called to them, "I don't want to be stuck with those love-sick idiots!"

After Kiri offered to buy the pink girl an Uber home and the front door was shut, all you could hear was the muffled conversation a room over. You snuck back to the office door, and pressed your ear against it.

"-s-stop!" You heard Kaminari stutter.

"Never! It's so fun to make you flustered over my girl," you playfully shook your head at Hanta's words. Typical Sero move.

It was silent for a few minutes, broken soon after with a, "dude! What the hell?" From Hanta.

"I- it's- it's your fault!" Kaminari retorted, apparently spinning around in the squeaky office chair.

"You-," Sero burst out laughing, "you got hard just from me talking about her! Bet it was the part I told you when y/n and I were at that one restaurant-."

"S-shut up!" Kaminari squeaked.

Your face flushed considerably pinker. Right here, right now, were two boys that were sexually attracted to you on the other side of the door. You felt your stomach flip and twist in excitement at the new feeling.

"It's kinda cute that you're so into her," you heard Hanta tease. "You're always a blushing mess, and just stuttering over your words."

"Damn S-sero," Denki said grouchily, "stop making fun of me."

You couldn't help but press your ear completely against the door, the two boys inside were too high to notice the shadow under the door anyway. Was Hanta... Flirting?

"I'm not making fun of you," Sero paused. "I'm just calling you cute."

You drowned out the rest of their conversation with your thoughts, trying to connect dots together. Hanta was a little suspicious at times from what you could see over his shoulder. Suspicious of what, exactly? Being gay, or at least bisexual. You saw him close tabs of soft-core gay porn occasionally, and you even accidentally stumbled upon Sero's old diary from years back. You didn't worry too much about it, but now... was he suppressing his feelings? Was he about to cheat on you?

Your heart dropped at that thought. Hanta was a nice guy and he wouldn't do that to you, right? He wouldn't lie about loving you. Not after what you heard earlier. Or was that just to fluster Kaminari? You shook your head in an attempt to clear your mind, and tuned back in on the two boys.

"-AH—! Wait!" You heard Sero panic, "I didn't- I shouldn't've-!"

".. shouldn't have kissed me?" Denki squeaked quietly so you had to strain to hear.

What on Earth did you miss while you were spaced out?

"Well- I was just thinking about h-how cute you are, and I forgot that I can't kiss someone who isn't my partner!" Hanta stressed, "god why do I have to love both of you..."

Your eyebrows raised at that, and listened in a little harder. Did you hear that right? Sero had a crush on Kaminari?

Honestly you couldn't blame him when the blond was so undeniably attractive, especially with the smudged black eyeliner on the corners of his eyes and the lightning bolt streak in his hair. You wouldn't lie that you liked him a bit too, but you suppressed those feelings for Hanta.

"I- I can go if you want," Kaminari mumbled, voice cracking slightly.

"Er- if you want. I don't mind chilling with you a bit longer. Just— don't tell y/n what happened. I- I'll tell her later when I figure out what to say," Hanta said.

"You sure she won't get mad at you?" Said a concerned Denki. "I know how much you love her, and I don't want you two to break it off.."

"Weeelll," Sero dragged on nervously, "y/n is very understanding, a-and I also need to tell her a few other things anyway."

You headed towards the living room, hearing all you needed to. You honestly didn't exactly know what to think about what just happened. Hanta kissed Denki, who likes you, and you that likes Hanta who also likes Denki. What even.

You sat comfortably on the couch, watching the last of the sun meander under the horizon. You nervously tapped on your phone after playing games on it for about an hour, waiting for Kaminari to leave so you could talk with Hanta. You finally heard the office door open, and you turned your head. Sero shuffled towards you with a sleeping Denki in his arms. The blonde's mouth was wide open and snoring lightly, drool going halfway down his chin.

"Uh," Hanta said awkwardly, "help."

You giggled and jumped up from your to help your boyfriend position Kaminari on the couch, who immediately latched onto a pillow mumbling incoherently.

"Whatta dude," you stated, fists on your hips.

"Yeah..." Hanta scratched the back of his neck. "Uh, I have to talk to you about something. It's pretty serious so we can wait until later if you want."

"Nah," you shook your head, "you've seemed off lately, and I'm guessing you just need it off your chest."

"Well, if you don't mind," Hanta plopped down on the love seat. You kneeled over to lean your head on his knee as he sucked in a shaky breath. "I- Um. I- I think I'm Bi."

You nodded your head understandingly, taking his hand in yours. "Ok, baby. Thank you for telling me."

"—there is o-one more thing I-I have to confess," Sero shook, "just please don't hit or yell at me."

"I would never, baby. I'm here for you," you looked up at him encouragingly, giving him a smile.

"O-ok. Uh, I kinda, well... I kinda kissed Kami. O-on the lips," Hanta's eyes looked away from yours, floating to the floor.

"Do you regret it?" You asked, keeping a calm exterior.

"Uh- I dunno. I do because I'm with you.. but... I- I think I don't," Sero looked incredibly guilty, and he squeezed your hand, "I love you, b-but I also have a crush on him..."

"That's ok," you reassured, reaching up to turn his head back to you, "I don't mind if you want to be in a relationship with him too, separately or not."

Hanta looked incredibly surprised, and a smile split his face, "really?!"

"Yes really," you giggled, kissing his cheek. "I can share you."

Sero, being the genius he was, suggested introducing Denki into the relationship with a threesome. Totally not skipping a few steps or anything.

"Are you sure he'd be willing to do that?" You had asked. "He's a virgin to basically everything."

"Oh, he'd be willing alright," Hanta smirked. "I'll message him about it then?"

"Mhm," you nodded, "it'll be fun. We'll get to tease him."

Denki was freaking out. Actually, he was more than freaking out. He was freaking out and jerking off. Multitasking. He could not believe his eyes when he opened Sero's text message, four glorious words: 'wanna have a threesome?'

Of course, Denki had asked if his friend had been joking or not before opening up his mind to fantasies. He got off rather quickly, though who could blame him. He swore that his libido was abnormally high, because even the thought of you, (and Sero as well), would get him flustered and he would pop a boner.

The next day when he came over, his teeth brushed and pubes trimmed, he stood outside your apartment door for at least a minute before knocking. His mind would keep circling the same thoughts: 'Sero just wants you to embarrass yourself in front of her', 'he told y/n about your crush and now they want to laugh at you', 'holy fuck is this actually happening', and 'I hope Sero actually doesn't mind sharing'.

"Sup, man," Hanta grinned as he opened the door for his blushing crush, a far too casual greeting for the situation about to unfold.

"H-hey," Kaminari grinned back, shuffling inside and slipping off his shoes.

"Y/n's just making up a snack so we can chat before uh, y'know," Hanta held back his blush, already nervous because damn, did Denki put on eyeliner or something? He looked hotter than usual.

"Take a seat in the living room, I'm almost done!" You called from the kitchen as you poured one last cup of tea. You carried the tray of tea and homemade cookies to the coffee table, and sat yourself down on the love seat. You couldn't lie— you were nervous as shit at the moment. You looked up as Hanta led a very flustered and anxious Kaminari behind him, and you gave a comforting wave.

"H-hi," Kaminari squeaked, sitting himself on the couch in front of you. He rubbed the sweat off his hands on his pants, trying to avoid your gaze.

"Hey!" You greeted kindly with a smile.

"Alright so now what," Hanta stated, plopping himself beside Denki only looking slightly nervous.

"We discuss boundaries!" You said cheerfully. You reached over for your cup and took a sip. "Any hard no's?"

"Kaminari's not fucking you," Hanta crossed his arms. "Not yet, I want it to be more special than this..."

Denki choked on his drink, sputtering on his tea.

"Kami, any hard no's?" you steered. 

"U-uh not right now," the electric blond stuttered, eyeing Sero nervously.

"Ok great!" You exclaimed, clapping your hands together, "the safe word Hanta and I use is 'soy sauce'."

"That's two-."

"Yeah same difference," you waved Kaminari off. "Anyway, my hard no's are just don't hit me, don't degrade me, and don't choke me out."

The two boys nodded anxiously.

"Holy fuck," Denki muttered as he watched Sero kiss your lips, palming his dick through his jeans. He admired your half undressed state as he feverishly threw off his T-shirt.

Without looking, Hanta held out his hand in a 'come hither' motion, and Kaminari steered over to his friend. Sero pulled away from you for a moment, guiding Denki's shaky hands to your bare waist. Once the two of you continued kissing, Kaminari hugged your waist closer and kissed the side of your neck. Your encouraging moans excited him, and he kissed your skin harder.

Denki's hips couldn't help but rut against your backside, drawing out a soft groan from him. He peered his head up to Sero, who turned to give him a gentle kiss, and Kaminari could feel your saliva on his lips. You turned to face the blonde, leaning forwards to propose a kiss. Denki filled the gap quickly, and met your lips with his. It was a messy kiss, but neither you nor Kami cared. You heard Hanta grumble in your ear, nipping at the cartilage carefully.

Honestly, Denki thought he was being spoiled rotten. You were so soft in his arms, and he swore he could stay like this forever. Sero's nimble fingers snuck to the back of your bra and quickly unclasped it, making Denki suck in a jittery breath.

"Hmmh," you sighed as Hanta cupped your breasts gently, waiting for Denki to desperately ask for a turn.

"You can touch her, Denks," Sero chuckled, leaning over and kissing his friend again.

Denki mumbled into the kiss, and shakily moved to grasp your tits from behind. His cock couldn't help but twitch in his pants as he massaged your nipples softly, his lips still locked with Hanta's. Kami pulled back with a gasp, strings of saliva still attaching them.

"Oh so good," Denki whined as he humped your ass, breathing heavily into your ear.

"Mmm, Denki~ take your pants off for us, won't you?" You licked your lips and watched as Kaminari hobbled out of his skinny jeans.

He looked at you with wide eyes as you sat on your bed, with Sero following suit. Denki moaned when the two of you started making out again, and nervously edged closer to the bed. You smiled at him encouragingly and reached out a hand to play with the elastic of his boxers. A whimper left his throat as you trailed a finger up his clothed shaft, and he eyed Hanta guilty.

"It's ok!" The smiling man replied, helping you get into a better position. "Let loose a little, dude."

Denki wasn't sure he could do that since you were slowly pulling down the hem of his underwear, his cock springing up to slap his stomach before standing straight out. He slipped down his boxers and kicked them away, having full attention on you and your beautiful e/c eyes.

Hanta was massaging your ass cheeks as Denki experienced your mouth for the first time, and he pulled down your panties, (which were soaked, by the way). You moaned against Kami's cock as Sero rubbed the inside of your thighs with his warm hands, causing Denki to let out a lewd groan. His eyes kept switching from you, to Sero, and back to you again.

"So wet for me, y/n," Hanta mumbled, "if I knew you were into this stuff I would've invited Kami over earlier."

You hummed in response, too busy indulging yourself with Denki's dick. You enjoyed making him squirm in his stance, licking over the glans of his cock and the underside of his shaft. You swore you could see his eyes start to water up.

Kaminari was wide eyed as he watched Hanta strip out of his briefs and give himself a few pumps. Denki's mouth opened in a silent moan when Sero lined up to your entrance and slowly inched inside, letting out a low groan when he bottomed out. You hummed diligently on the cock you were sucking and grabbed Denki's hand to put on your head, letting him grasp your hair like reins.

The electric blond babbled quietly as he watched Hanta pump into you, forcing Denki's cock further down your throat. The way your mouth contracted around him made Denki's legs shake, and he got red in the face trying to keep his hands from urging your head deeper.

"You look like you're having a good time, Denks," Sero commented as he admired the blonde's teary eyes. His hips rolled forwards in a new rhythm and you griped pleasantly as you fisted the sheets under you.

"Fuuuck yeah," Kaminari grumbled, catching up with his friend's rhythm. He was over the moon, and was just trying not to cum prematurely so he could enjoy this moment longer.

"Don't be afraid to fuck her face," Hanta said smugly, repositioning his hands on your hips. "She loves choking on cock, ain't that right beautiful?"

You wept in agreement, looking up at Denki with soft, pleading eyes. You bobbed your head faster in his loose grasp, gagging and sputtering on spit and precum. The man above you groaned with satisfaction and fisted your hair and forced his dick deeper into your tight throat. His thrusts came in a perfect rhythm with Sero's, and whenever you moved, you were getting impaled from either end.

Your limbs shook as you struggled to breathe with the cock in your mouth, and your pussy clenched around Hanta desperately. You felt tears stream down your cheeks as you sobbed for breath, enjoying every moment. You nearly squealed as Sero pressed a vibrator against your clit, and your vision fuzzed a bright white.

"Gonna cum, baby?" Hanta egged on, panting for oxygen. "C'mere Den, kiss me."

You whined loudly as you heard the two men kissing above you, and your stomach tightened and rolled around pleasantly. You gurgled on Denki's cock as you came, pussy pulsing with need and delight.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Kaminari moaned in tune with his thrusts, so close to the edge that you could practically taste his cum already.

"Oh shit, y/n. You're so— tigHT," Hanta groaned as he rutted against you one more time before you felt his warm cum fill your insides.

Right on cue, Denki hit his peak right after Sero, moaning about how good your mouth felt and how hot you were, "god, Hanta, she looks so fucking good like this."

Denki let out a choked whine as he finally let his orgasm take over his body, and he held your head in place as his semen ran down your throat. You choked it down before Kami pulled away, and you opened your mouth to reveal strings of saliva and cum.

"Holy fucking shit," Denki said, exasperated, "I feel like I'm not gonna go soft for a week."

"You alright, my love?" Hanta said softly as he let you fall onto your chest, ass still up.

"Hell yeah," you mumbled, your voice scratchy and sore from being face-fucked. You watched Kami stand awkwardly as Sero wiped you down with a warm cloth, taking care between your thighs.

"Denki, go get some water please," Hanta instructed as he rolled you over. "You did so good, baby. The best."

You hummed softly in response, already feeling your eyes flutter sleepily. Kaminari held out a straw to you, and you sucked down the cool substance thankfully.

"That was the best blowjob ever," Denki sighed happily, watching Hanta scoop out the cum from your cunt.

"It was your only blowjob, Kami," you mumbled teasingly, a soft smirk on your face.

You felt yourself drift into a calm state, and you could only hear the muffled voices of your boyfriend, and... your other boyfriend? You fell into a comforting, dreamless sleep, and you knew that Denki would make a great addition to your relationship.

[dimpledlavendeer]

This is a bit long and suggestive

I can't belive this is what I'm imagining in my exam week but he's Lee Heeseung after all isn't he 😩🖤

Making out with a Jealous Heeseung

Ft.Jay and Minhee from cravity

Jay invited you both to one of this fancy night club kind of place

Heeseung definitely didn't want to go

You had to convince him because it was important for Jay, plus all the other boys were going so it would be rude not to go

You two started getting ready to meet with the others at the club

You wore something like this, not too revealing

Heeseung was not the type of boyfriend to get involved with the way you dress, he always admired and praised your beauty so you were comfortable with anything you wear

When you were finally ready, you go down stairs to meet a grumpy Heeseung

A playful smile formed on his face when he saw you

"It's still not too late to spend the night for ourselves baby"

"We talked about this Heeseung, we can come home early but we should be there"

He sighed deeply "Fine"

You gave him a peck on the lips and turn around to go get your jacket but he held you from your waist

"You look amazing" he said in a whispering tone

You placed your hands around his neck "I always do"

He was in love with your confident figure even tho it's not always the way your are but once you are he found it incredibly attractive

Your hands were playing with the ends of his long black hair, slowly getting closer to him

His grip on your waist were getting even tighter, his eyes focused on your lips while he was licking his

You loved to see your affect on him with a simple movement but you didn't have time for a make out right now

So you just kissed his cheek before saying "You have to be a bit patient tonight"

The expression on his face changed drastically as he frustratedly said "You're so freaking cruel"

The way he looked so cute while saying this made you giggle which made him groan in frustration

You hold him from his neck to give him another small peck on the lips, this time he hold your face

"Kiss me right" he commanded before smashing his lips into yours

One of his hands was holding your face so that he could kiss you the way he wanted

and the other one was trailing down to your waist

When he teasingly bite on your lower lip you let out a little whine, gripping on his shirt

He tilted your head to a side to reveal your neck to him

He was leaving wet kisses everywhere, making you completely forget about going out to meet with others

When he started sucking on your skin, your head managed to start functioning and remembering that you're being late

"P-please, we have to go" you said breathing heavily

"They can wait for a bit longer" he said definitely not caring about anything else but you atm

You managed to hold his chin to make him look at you

His black hair was a bit messy now but that looked even better, his dark eyes were looking into yours with anticipation while his hand on your waist was gripping you tighter than ever

He was needy right now and it looked great on him

"We have to go" you said kissing him once more

He fixed your hair and wipe your lipstick away from his lips before saying "You owe me a night"

You giggled and kissed his neck before fixing your make up to go out

After you arrived at the place the others were, you get inside holding Heeseung's hands

It didn't take long for you guys to find Jay, he hugged you both before showing you the way to meet the rest of the boys

It was so loud and filled with people, everyone was dancing like crazy,, everyone was drunk

It felt so unfamiliar to you but Hee wasn't looking affected at all

Jay and Hee were talking about something and it looked serious considering the way they talked even with this music blasting out

Jay took you to a place with less people at least there were places to sit now

Whatever they were discussing about was serious so Heeseung told you to sit there and wait for him for a while, before following Jay

You were sitting alone, with a couple of people next to you but definitely not as crowded as the previous place

Your eyes were on your phone so that you could answer when Hee calls to not worry him

When you lift your head from your phone you saw a glass of drink and a smiling face in front of you

"Minhee?"

"Hey y/n"

"Oh my God Kang Minhee?! What are you doing here?!"

You were so surprised to see one of your friends from high school at a freaking night club

"As you can see I'm working as the hot bartender ;)" he was looking almost the same as before but more handsome

You giggled at his words, "I always knew you were the club boy anyways" you said

He laughed at your words "Look who's talking club girl" he said winking at you

"It's been so long since the last time I can't belive we met like this" you said

"Well time did you good" he said smiling "You look amazing"

You smiled back, "Said the boy crush of the school" you said teasing him

He was one of your closest friends at high school but you guys got drifted away because of his "relationships" with other girls

"Oh so you're still into me huh?" He said smirking

You know he was joking but somehow it made you uncomfortable, thinking about Hee

Yes Minhee was everyone's crush back in the days and yes you two had a history but it was all at past

A broken smile formed on your face remembering of the past, your gaze focus on the glass

When you lifted your head to respond to him your eyes met with your boyfriend's

His strong gaze was focused on you while he was watching you from behind

"Fuck.." you murmured, he probably misunderstood the way you speak with a stranger all giggly and stuff

You watched Heeseung while his jaw was clenching, when Minhee followed your gaze he saw a furious Heeseung looking at you two

"I'll explain to him" Minhee said moving towards Heeseung

You were panicked so you grabbed Minhee from his arm to stop him before realizing you screwed up even more by doing that

Heeseung's gaze fall into your hands on Minhee's arm before he walked towards you

He grabbed you from your arm literally dragging you with him to the exit

He was so damn angry you could see it from his furrowed brows and clenching jaw and you had had no idea how to explain it to him

"Heeseung, please slow down okay?"

No response

"It's not what it looks like istg"

Again no response

"DAMN IT HEESEUNG MY ARM HURTS CAN YOU CALM DOWN?"

He stopped in front of his car opening the door for you

"Get in" he said

"Listen to me Heeseung, please"

He didn't even look at you before going to his side of the car to get in, not repeating himself for you to get in

You did as he said, getting in realizing even more how angry he was

He was just driving without talking, brows furrowed,eyes focused on the road

But the problem is that he was driving so fast and you started to get scared at this point

"We're going so fast" you managed to say in a low tone eyes focused on him

"Mind your own business" he replied back

"Heeseung don't be like this" you said moving towards him

He started to drive even faster at your actions not caring about anything

You were so frustrated because he didn't even listen to you and you had enough

"Slow down" you said raising your tone

He didn't care at all

"ENOUGH" you said grabbing his hand making him pull the car off to the side of the road

He grabbed your hand pulling you close to him, grabbing your hair with his other hand and smashing his lips to yours

Your other hand was in the air not knowing where to land at his sudden action which was not what you were expecting at all

He was kissing you aggressively, tongue inside your mouth like he was discovering somewhere new

He let go of your hand, placing his hand on your throat instead

He bite your lower lip as if he was trying to make it bleed while slightly squeezing your throat with one of his hands

"Get to the backseat" he whispered on your lips, unfastening his belt and yours

You got out of the car, getting to the backseat and him following you

"Sit" he said showing his lap and so you did placing your legs on both sides, sitting on his lap while looking at his eyes

He pushed your hair behind your shoulders, then placing one of his hands back to where it was on your throat

"Minhee huh? Your ex?" He asked teasing while his index finger was playing with your lower lip

"He isn't my ex"

"Hmm" he got closer to lick your lips then pulling off

He wasn't believing you and you honestly had no idea what he was thinking

All you could think was to kiss him and apologize until he forgives you

Your breath was getting heavier at the sight of him looking that good, his sharp features glowing at night

"How can I make myself forgiven?"

"So you admit you flirted with him while i was gone"

"No, I wasn't he is one of my old friends from high school"

"Which you have a past with" he added to your words

"I-"

"Shhhh" he said cutting you his index finger pressed on your lips, while his other hand was moving down to your ass

He hold your jaw to bring you closer to himself "Make me belive you"

"I'll do anything"

"Anything?" He asked with a small smirk on his face

"Yes, just tell me anything you want please Heeseung"

"Hmmm"

"I'm loyal only to you" you said kissing him, closing the gap between your bodies

He kissed you back, hands on your thighs squeezing your flesh and pulling you close even more

A little moan escaped from your mouth to his lips when he grabbed your ass moving his hips under you

You hold onto his neck, his other hand on your hair, tilting your head to a side to make a better way for his tongue to find yours

His small hip movements under you made you crazy with how the way he touched you, more passionate than ever

He moved onto your jawline licking his way down to your neck placing wet kisses before sucking your skin

Your hand sliding into his hair slightly gripping on them before he held your hands and lead them to behind your back, holding with one of his hands not letting you touch him

His other hand was drawing slow, small circles on your back while he was still working on your neck

You were sure everywhere he bites would turn into bruises tomorrow but honestly you just wanted more

His hand on your back, his hips moving under yours, his lips on your neck everything was too perfect

"I'm sorry, I didn't know he would flirt me" you said in a shaky voice

He sucked on your flesh harshly making you whine, making it clear that he was still pissed off

"I only love you, just you" you said voice cracking, because you hated yourself for making him feel this bad

"How much do you love me?" He whispered to your ear

"As much as to do anything you want me to do for you"

"That's daring for you to say considering our situation now y/n" he said moving his hips, pushing you down on his lap

"I mean what I said" you said before leaning in to kiss him

"We'll see" he said caressing your skin, he seemed to belive you but he still needed you to calm him down a bit

"Tell me what to do" you said kissing his nose

"You owed me a night remember? Pay me back once we're home" he said kissing your collarbone before hugging you tightly, face buried on your chest

"Anything for you, Heeseung"

[qianinterprises]

WayV Reaction: finding out their S/O has Borderline Personality Disorder

Pairing(s): WayV x Reader Genre: angst, fluff Warnings: mention of mental health, depression, anxiety, symptom's included in BPD. Trigger Warnings: depression, anxiety, hostility, mention's of self-harm, self-doubt, low self-image Word Count: 3.9k

Author's Notes: I'll be honest and say that I had to research Borderline Personality Disorder. I knew what it was/had heard of it before, but in order to write something accurate, I tried to educate myself. If you believe that you have BPD, please don't be afraid to go to a doctor or a trusted friend/family member. Your mental health is important.

Author's Note 2.0: I also want to mention that (as per earlier request), I am also working on a YangYang fic that features a reader with Borderline Personality Disorder. I'm not entirely sure when it will be posted (soon hopefully), but it is in my WIP's.

Author's Note 2.0: Kun's is a little different, I apologize for the difference and the shortness. Tagging:@treasuretaeil

Kun:

Kun was in the middle of dance practice when his phone began to ring. At first, he let it go to voicemail, but by the third ring, Ten paused the music and Kun grabbed his phone out of his coat pocket, expecting to see your name popping up on the screen. You were at home today after a particularly rough week at work that had left you feeling spent. Kun longed to be home with you, holding you tight in his embrace. As his eyes met your next door neighbor's name on his phone screen, his stomach dropped. Mrs. Huang only called when it was really serious. "Hello?" he asked into the receiver. "Oh thank goodness!" she cried, voice laced with anxiety enducing agitation. "What's wrong?" "It's (y/n)! They've brought me five big tins of muffins! I can't possibly eat all of these! And they've gone to the store twice with ingredients! I think something's wrong! Kun sighed. This morning, you had been so happy. You were practically singing to the birds. He knew it wouldn't last though, especially with the week you'd had. "I'll be there soon!" Kun left practice without another word and when he got home, he found you in the kitchen, covered in flour, vigorously mixing a creamy liquid in one of your metal mixing bowls. The kitchen was covered in ingredients; flour puffed on the counters and floor, broken egg shells on the table, a half empty measuring cup of milk teetering on top of the fridge. It was bad this time. Kun knew you had borderline personality disorder. It had been something you'd told him in the beginnings of your relationship. He had seen you at your worst, and at your best, but it still broke his heart every time he witnessed you at a breaking point. "(y/n)?" You paused in your vigorous mixing, eyes glancing up to meet his. He didn't say anything, eyes locked on yours, but his eyes held no pity. Instead, they held pure, unfiltered love that had you putting the whisk aside. "Do you love me?" you whispered. A small wisp of a smile reflected across his face as he crossed the room, arms wrapping around your body. "More than anything," he whispered.

Ten:

You and Ten had only been together for a short amount of time; three months to be exact. It was an exhilarating three months. Time you wouldn't give for anything in the world, even though you didn't get to see each other often with Ten's very busy schedule. However, after the "Kick Back" album released, WayV was allowed to take a break as SM turned their attention to the scheduled release of NCT Dream's first album. Normally, Ten would then be whisked away for some SuperM promotion, but with Baekhyun's enlistment, SuperM was also allowed to take a break as the company decided what to do. Which ultimately meant you got to spend more time with your boyfriend, which, most would deem as a good thing and, you were happy he was there, however, it became a lot harder to hide your little secret from him. Your best friend, Kun, had introduced you to Ten (and the rest of the members), when Kun officially became a member of NCT. Kun and Ten had immediately hit it off as friends, which meant you also spent a lot of time with Ten, thus leading to a blossoming friendship and later attraction. So Ten lying in your bed snoring softly wasn't that far of a stretch from a common day encounter. The difference was, today, you didn't feel like yourself. Being in a friendship with Ten meant that, yes, you saw him often, but not often enough that you couldn't keep parts of yourself private. Which is exactly what you did, especially as your tiny crush on Ten grew into something mutual, eventually leading to a relationship. The truth you were so afraid of revealing was your disorder. Borderline Personality Disorder. A disorder you'd been diagnosed with since you were a your teenager. You'd been teased and bullied for it when a classmate you'd once called a friend announced your disorder to the entire school. This, in turn, had terrified you of ever telling anyone, which you had gotten away with. Ten didn't know and, if you had it your way, he'd never know. He was an idol. What did he need with a girlfriend with this disorder. However, with him hanging around a lot... "Hey? What's wrong?" Ten's voice snapped you from your thoughts. You'd been so distracted you hadn't realized his soft snoring had ceased. "Nothing," you said softly. His lips pursed, perplexed as he softly reached a hand up to brush across your cheek, something he'd done several times. But today, you didn't want it. You shied away from his hand, curling yourself up on the opposite side of the bed, cursing yourself for acting different than usual, but you couldn't help it. Ten didn't bat an eye. He simply gave you a soft smile and sat up in the large bed, but he didn't try to touch you again. "Feeling sad today?" he asked. You nodded meekly. "Would you like to talk about it?" he asked. You paused for a moment to think it over. You truly didn't. You wished you could keep it a secret forever, because Ten might leave you. But you also knew that the stress was taking it's toll on you. "I have Borderline Personality Disorder..." you whispered. He didn't say anything at first and you were preparing yourself for him to call you a freak and leave. Instead, he stretched his arm out and softly wrapped his pinky around yours. "I don't know much about it. But I promise I will learn," he whispered. Tears brimmed your eyes because finally, someone wasn't going to leave you.

WinWin:

You had never been much of a touchy person. Holding hands was one thing, and even then, something you weren't wholly comfortable with, but hugging was completely different. You didn't care much for hugs, especially from complete strangers that often found you rude for rejecting their hug. You barely even hugged your own family, let alone a total stranger. This was possibly what spurred on your relationship with Sicheng who, also didn't care much for physical affection, despite the fact the other members of NCT practically drowned him in it. Your relationship was just... different. At least in the minds of society because you didn't cuddle against Sicheng's chest constantly or plop down on his lap just because he was sitting down. Instead, you preferred wrapping your pinky around his or draping one of his sweaters over your shoulders. This worked for the two of you though others found it strange. However, there was an anomaly that Sicheng, though you had been together for a little over two years, had no idea about. This anomaly included the fact that sometimes, you liked hugs. Sometimes, all you wanted to do was drape yourself over your boyfriends lap and let him hold you until your mind screamed at you for the overload of affection. Sometimes you wanted him to wrap his arms around you in bed and fall asleep with you on his chest. That's what happens when you have Borderline Personality Disorder, and it wouldn't have been that big of a deal if Sicheng had known, but he didn't. It started out you longing to keep it a secret in the early days of your relationship. It wasn't something you advertised very often. However, as your relationship progressed, you knew you should have told him, but as five months turned into six, it became a crushing weight of guilt for not telling him in the beginning. Sicheng had already invested a lot of time and love in the relationship when you had not been wholly honest with him. And the more time that passed, the harder it was for you to get the words out. At this point, it wasn't even your fear of rejection because of the disorder, it was a nagging fear that your dishonesty about the disorder would drive him away from you. That would truly be a crushing point. However, as Sicheng began spending more nights at your apartment, it was getting increasingly harder to hide, especially as your mood dropped or when you suddenly began to crave affection. Times like today. The moment you'd rolled out of bed, you knew you needed some type of affection, but as Sicheng made no advance to give it to you throughout the day, your mood dropped. It really wasn't his fault. He had no idea how you were feeling, but as you finally had had enough and wrapped your arms around him from behind while he was washing the dishes after dinner, you felt him stiffen before grabbing a towel to dry his hands. "What's up with you today?" The question was an honest one, but it still felt as though you were making him uncomfortable by touching him. As your arms slacked from around him, a tear sprang to your eye but you were quick to wipe it away as he turned to face you. "I need to tell you something..." Your voice was wavering. You had no idea how he would respond. He nodded for you to continue, one of his hands gently taking hold of yours, playing with your fingers as a soft sense of relief washed through you. "I have Borderline Personality Disorder." His once blank face morphed into one of confusion. "What's that?" he asked tentatively. You sighed. You had been expecting the question but that didn't make it any easier to define. "Its like having mood swings. One day I feel happy the other sad... Sometimes anti-hugs, sometimes super affectionate." You could tell he was still confused, but as he nodded and wrapped his arms around your body, drawing you against his tall frame, you let out a shuddered breath, body relaxing against him.

Lucas:

Books were never Yukhei's strong suit. He preferred numbers and basic information plotted out clearly in front of him. Books were too all over the place with too much information. He wished they could be like websites that gave him the briefest of explanations with a "read more" feature. Yet here he was, flipping through slightly crinkled pages because he wanted to truly understand, and books were always credited with having the most information. "I have Borderline Personality Disorder," you had explained earlier that day when you had ducked out of the way of one of his mega bear hugs and proceeded to slump your shoulders and beg him to give you time alone. You'd locked yourself in your shared bedroom after that and, although you had texted him to apologize for your behavior, you added that today was just an off day, your disorder really affecting your mood. "Well how can I help?" he had asked. It was your response that prompted him here, pouring over books in the local library hoping to find anything that would help him understand Borderline Personality Disorder in the best way possible. As he flipped through pages and learned, he had begun to feel several different emotions. On one end, he felt sorry that you'd had to go through the disorder alone, but on the other, he questioned why you'd never told him, even after a year of being together. However, a big part of him wondered if maybe you had been telling him, just without words, especially because you'd never tried to hide any of your mood swings. He'd just always assumed you were on your period. As the hours ticked away, Yukhei's eyes remained glued to the startlingly dry books stacked up around him, but as he learned more about the disorder and, by default, more about you, he couldn't seem to stop. At least not until his phone vibrated in his pocket and, as he fished it out, your smiling face met his eyes. He answered the facetime request and gave you a tired smile that quickly morphed into concern when he noticed your bloodshot eyes. "Baby? What's wrong? Did something happen?" "My boyfriend left me! That's what happened!" Were you... pouting? "I didn't leave baby, I'm at the library." Confusion flashed across your face. "Why?" "To learn more about Borderline Personality Disorder." A giggle erupted from your lips and Yukhei sure was glad to hear it, especially after reading texts about BPD leading to depression. "Why didn't you just google it?" His mouth gaped open as he dramatically clutched his chest. "Googling something so important in my significant other's life?! That's scandalous! I should do enough research to write my own 20-page essay!" This time, it was a full blown laugh. "You're a dork!" "I'm your dork!" "Well come home, dork! There's a lot we have to discuss!" Your smiling face alleviated any fears that may have been swirling around Yukhei's chest. With a nod, he slammed a book shut so hard it send a loud, slamming bang throughout the library, prompting nasty looks sent his way. Sheepishly, he waved them off and stood up. "I'll be home soon," he promised, blowing you a kiss before hanging up. Yukhei had taken the hastily thrown news a lot better than you'd expected. You knew he couldn't have learned everything, specifically because it varied person to person, but you knew that he would be there for you, even on your bad days. And that was all you could ask for.

Xiaojun:

Dejun was incredibly perceptive, even if he was incredibly dumb sometimes. He could tell when you weren't quite feeling yourself, even though he often didn't know what was causing it. It was at those times that he did everything he could to put a smile back on your face and make you feel "normal" again. He didn't understand how counter productive that actually was. It was really your fault. You were the one keeping secrets, but as the smile fell from your face the second Dejun traded the couch for the shower, you couldn't help but think that maybe he simply preferred you to be happy rather than deal with you when you weren't. Somewhere in the back of your head, you knew he was just doing what he thought would help, but now, especially in your state of mind, you couldn't shake the aching feeling in your head. "Hey, are there towels- are you crying?" Dejun's voice yanked you out of your thoughts and you brought your hands to your cheeks, rapidly trying to wipe away the clear droplets painting your face, but it was too late. Dejun had already seen. He was shirtless when he perched on the couch beside you, face etched in concern. He opened his mouth, likely to retort off some lame dad joke or tell you some funny story you'd heard a thousand times. "Can you not?" You hadn't meant to snap. The words had simply flown out before you'd had the chance to them. His face fell into a pout that you knew you often fell for, but today, it only upset you more. "Stop Dejun!" The pout fell away. "Stop what? I'm not doing anything!" "You're trying to make me smile!" He blinked, staring at you for a moment. "That's a bad thing?!" You sighed, slumping against the couch cushions, resigning yourself to the fact that he didn't understand. Then again, you didn't let him understand. "Just tell me why I'm upsetting you," he begged, all traces of bad humor gone, replaced with sincerity. "I have Borderline Personality Disorder! My mood fluctuates! And when you try to make me smile when I'm sad or mad makes me feel like you don't like me when I'm not always happy. But I can't always be happy." He stared at you in shock for a moment, mouth opening and closing as if he didn't know how to respond. An appropriate response, you supposed. You'd been friends for a while now and dating for several months, yet this was the first time you'd told him. You were about to get up from the couch, sighing as he didn't respond after several minutes, when he placed a hand on your thigh to stop you. "Why didn't you tell me?" You shrugged. It wasn't that simple. "Can you tell me the best ways to comfort you?" Again, you shrugged. A sigh released from his mouth and your head hung low. "I'm going to do some research. As your boyfriend, I want to make sure I'm making you feel better, not worse. So, while I'm doing that, I also need you to tell me if something I'm doing is making you feel worse. Can you do that for me?" His words were sincere, his intentions true. Another tear fell from your eye, dropping against your cheek, but a smile broke out across your face. "Thank you for caring," you whispered. He pulled you onto his lap and pressed a soft kiss to the nape of your neck. "Always."

Hendery:

Waking up this morning had been such a struggle, even as the delightful scent of your boyfriends cooking wafted under the cracks of the door, greeting you. Usually, this would rouse you from your slumber, prompting you to creep into the kitchen and sneak a taste of the delightful breakfast. Today, however, you rolled over in the blankets and pulled the duvet over your head. Today was a lay in bed day, you just hoped your boyfriend would accept that. "Come on sleepy head! It's time to wake up!" Kunhang's annoyingly chipper voice spouted, pulling you from the confines of sleep in a less pleasant way. "No," you groaned, rolling over, burying your face deeper into the pillow. "Come on! Breakfast is ready!" He pulled the blankets off your body and you let out a loud hiss, eyes turning to bore into him. "I said no!" He dropped the blanket and backed off, lifting his hands in surrender, but you could tell he had questions. You never acted like this. "What's wrong?" You grunted, not responding, turning away from him, but he wasn't having it. "Yah! I asked you a question!" he pouted at being ignored. A growl whipped it's way from your throat. "Go look up BPD," you snapped. You could tell that he had more questions, but, after a long moment, he seemed to think better of asking them and, instead, made his way out of the room, leaving you to fall back asleep. It had to have been a few hours later when you were waking up on your own this time, the anger you had felt earlier completely gone now, replaced with your normal, chipper self. You turned over to look at Kunhang's side, releasing he wasn't there and the memories came flooding back to you along with a strong wave of guilt. You shouldn't have treated Kunhang the way you did. There was nothing out of the ordinary with the way he'd reacted to your sleeping for. With a sigh, you threw your legs over the side of the bed and stood up, padding over the floors to the door. You made your way out of the bedroom and down the hall, finding Kunhang sitting on the couch, television with the volume turned down, playing some movie he didn't look too interested in. As the floor creaked slightly under your feet, his attention shifted from the television to you and he was quick to shut off the device. "How are you feeling?" he asked. Your heart dropped into your stomach. Had you really affected him? "I'm sorry for how I reacted..." you mumbled. A sigh rolled past his lips as he patted the couch next to him. You made your way to him, flopping beside him, but keeping your distance, at least until he pulled you against his side. "I understand why you did after looking up Borderinel Personality Disorder," he said. "But you couldn't have expected me to know without knowing." With a nod, you hung your head. "Why didn't you tell me?" "I thought you wouldn't like me if you knew I had a disorder..." you mumbled. Saying it out loud, it felt ridiculous. You knew he loved you. The fact that he waited for you to wake up even after how you'd treated him proved that. But it had been a fear nevertheless. "Now that I know, I can help you rather than making things worse. But in the future, please let me know. I hated watching you so upset without knowing how to help." You leaned against him, burying your face in his chest as you nodded.

YangYang:

(full fic coming soon) YangYang's youth was what truly scared you the most. He still had so much to learn. He was so naive, about some things at least. He could make you feel so good, so loved, when he'd hold you in his arms and kiss your head or when he threw himself across your lap and begged to be pet. You were scared that the second he knew the truth about you, he'd leave, or worse, treat you differently. Your older brother, Kun, had advised you to just be honest with him. To let him know when you had bad days. Yet, here you were, hiding out in your brothers bed, hoping practice would run late so YangYang wouldn't see your crestfallen face. It seemed luck wasn't on your side that day, not entirely anyway, because the door to the room opened and Kun walked in half shirtless, belt unbuckled. "Please don't strip anymore," you'd begged. The boy nearly jumped out of his skin at your words. "(y/n)?! What are you doing here?!" "I missed Yang..." "So why didn't you come to practice? You know you're welcome." Your silence was his answer and he sighed, sliding on another, not sweat-soaked shirt, and sat on the bed beside you, reaching out to gently stroke your arm. "You really should tell him," he whispered. "But what if he rejects me?" "He won't. Sis, I know him. He's not like some dirtbags you've dated in the past. And he might just be able to help you better than I can," he whispered. You knew he was right. He was always right (as annoying as it was). "Will you send him here? I don't want to get out of bed..." "Of course," he said, patting your arm one more time before getting out of bed and making his way out of the room. It was a few minutes later when a sweaty YangYang walked in, searching for your figure before sitting down beside you on Kun's bed. "You wanted to see me?" he asked. "I have Borderline Personality Disorder..." The words just rushed out before you could stop them, but you were thankful. This saved you from yourself. For a long moment, YangYang didn't say anything and you were beginning to think Kun had been wrong for once. "So that's why Kun had me do all that research..." Ok, that definitely wasn't what you were expecting. "Not long after we started dating, Kun made me do all this research on BPD. He even quizzed me once a week! I just assumed it was punishment for dating his sister!" A loud laugh fell past your lips. That was absolutely something Kun would do!

"Are you mad I didn't tell you?" you asked.

"Well, why didn't you?"

"I was afraid you'd leave me like my exes..."

"Then yes, I'm mad!" he said.

Your face dropped.

"I'm sorry..."

"I'll just have to teach you a lesson!"

With that, he threw himself on top of you, pressing his sweaty clothes against you as you shrieked, attempting to get away.

"Guys... not on my bed..."

[verobatto]

Destiel Chronicles

Vol. LXXXIX

It was a love story from the very beginning

"You, me... And Sam."

Hello my friends!!! How are you? I feel much better now thanks to all your asks and your memes and your cracks, I adore them all!

Okay, putting that to a side, and still dreaming about how Jensen will give us the ending we all deserve, let's continue with this analysis, because is time to talk about the mixtape.

From butterflies in the stomach and Foreshadows of the new God

When the episode starts, there's a hint of what Jack's mission is. But coming out from Dagon's mouth, it became like a real bad future.

Dagon: Yeah. And he's not gonna stop there. Every sad, weak human, every tight-ass angel, every sniveling demon they'll all be consumed. So go ahead. Play your games. But whether you're healthy or sick, filthy or clean, He will be born. Good times.

Is almost the contrary to what Jack will actually do for the world. He will consume but it will be Chuck's powers until the last drop of it. And against Dagon's speech, he will save each demon and angel and restore everything.

Now, let's talk about CAS coming back to the bunker...

Gif credit @godshipsit

I think his face is saying everything here. The one entering in the bunker after go MIA, was Cas', so, Dean's face is scandalous.

Imagine that suddenly your disappeared crush enters through the door without previous announcement. Of cour we can read the bumping heart allnover Dean's cheek, his eyes went wide, in surprise. 'Is CAS!'

He was so worried this whole time, thinking the worst could happen to him, and now CAS is there, alive.

But his reaction to it will be completely different to Sam's reaction. This was settled to make us see the difference between how a friend would react and how a lover would react. Blatant.

Sam: Hey. You're all right. Um – Where have you been?

Sam is asking as a friend, but Dean, Dean doesn't...

Dean: Let me rephrase that for Sam. Where the hell have you been? And why have you ignored our phone calls?

Okay, let's just stop here, this is the way a wife will ask her husband. But because we are talking about Dean, we can see his shield. His shield is US/WE, his shield is SAM, because he wants to drag his brother into the feeling of being desperately worried. Because recognize that DEAN WAS THE ONLY ONE ALMOAT LOOSING HIS HEAD TRYING TO KNOW IF CAS WAS ALIVE OR WHWRE HE WAS IA SHOWING WEAKNESS, IS SHOWING HIS TRUE FEELINGS FOR THE ANGEL. So, the theme of the I/ME vs the WE/US is perfectly written all over this episode.

Castiel: Where I was, the – the reception was, uh, poor.

Dean: No bars? No bars. That's his excuse. Wow.

Castiel: I was in Heaven. I was working with the angels. When I saw Dagon had captured Kelly, I-I thought they could help.

Okay Castiel is proving he is lying by himself here, because he said first he had not signal, and now, he heard one of the so many voice mails Dean had left in his phone.

Sam: And?

Castiel: Nothing.

Sam: Well, at least you're back. We're glad you're back

And be prepared again for the difference between the friend and the JILTED lover.

Dean: Really? No, I'm sorry. Okay, 'cause while you were striking out in Heaven, we had a shot at Dagon, and we lost.

Maybe Dean was waiting Sam to second him in his anger. But it was only in Dean's heart, the deception, and the recalling of so many days be worried about CAS. Because that's what romantic love makes you be.

Castiel: I know. I received your messages.

This was like a bomb for Dean...

Dean: Oh, you did – you did receive the messages? Okay, that's good.

Sarcasm...

Castiel: Dean.

Gif credit @starlightcastiel

Dean can't handle the pain in his heart of being rejected and ignored by Castiel, so he searches for his shield again: We/Us/Sam and me.

Dean: So not only were you ditching us, but you were also ignoring us? That's great. 'Cause we really could've used the backup. But, uh, you were too busy with, um (Clicks tongue) What was it? Nothing?

Castiel: Dean, I –

Dean: What the hell is wrong with you, man? You know, whatever. That's (Chuckles) Yeah. Welcome back. (walks away)

Dean is so mad with CAS. And is blatant that his reaction is totally different to Sam's.

The Mixtape as a way to reciprocate Castiel's confession, and the desperate attempt to make CAS to stay by his side.

Okay, we are now in the scene. I'm sure this scene had been dissected by many meta writers. I won't say new things, but i will point a little to their body languages.

Okay, the scene starts with Castiel knocking at Dean's door to give him back the mixtape, so jus aknowledged there that Dean gave CAS a freaking mixtape, which doesn't have another meaning that ROMANTIC. But we can assume Castiel doesn't get this human's customaries, also, we can assume he does, because boop culture that Metatron out at once in his head... So...

After Dean, without looking at him, because he is mad and now he has to handle this angel lack of knowledge about WHAT GIFTING A MIXTAPE MEANS, he said "It's a gift, you keep those."

And Castiel gets nervous.

Gif credit @stardustcas

The swallow and the way he opens his mouth again to breathe and maybe to say something else, but he stopped himself. Castiel is nervous. I thought at first because he has to find the Colt, and he knew Dean kept it in his room. But we know now that it wasn't just that. He was flustered because the intimacy of the situation with the man he loves.

Castiel looks around before attempting to leave, maybe searching for the Colt, but then Dean starts talking:

Dean: Cas, you can't – With everything that's going on, you can't just go dark like that. We didn't know what happened to you. We were worried. That's not okay.

And in the middle of the intimate scene, awkward moment, Dean needs his shield more than never.

Castiel: Well, I didn't mean to add to your distress. I – Dean, I just keep failing. Again and again. When you were taken, I searched for months and I couldn't find you. And then Kelly escaped on my watch, and I couldn't find her. And I just wanted I needed to come back here with a win for you. For myself.

This speech is so important, because it shows how depressed Castiel felt, how uneasy. How unworthy. He needed to be useful. So he decided to start alone this dangerous journey that will end in his death. He also mentions the win. Because he didn't know he will be always Dean's win, as we will see in episode 13x06 when CAS comes back to Dean alive.

After they talk about Dragon, and Cas' asks if Sam and Dean are willing to kill an innocent, because that's dirty work, that's the mission CAS had taken in his own shoulders, Dean says this...

Dean: We will find a better way.

Castiel: You mean, we?

Gif set credit @deanwinchestrs

Cas points at Dean with the mixtape, because he wants to clarify if Dean is referring to them, to JUST CAS AND DEAN. YOU AND ME. THE TWO OF US. And Dean is now the flustered one. Look at Dean's face, being in just one spot, recognizing that the shield can be broken, that he is talking about CAS and him. Is too intimate. Too different. So his face is burning. And even so, the words are out. 'Yes, dumbass, we.'

What was this? This was an attempt coming from Castiel to get to know Dean's feelings. Pointing with the mixtape to just Dean and him. Not Sam here. Not shield. And Dean goes for it. Goes for that WE: YOU AND ME.

But then, Dean backtraks

Gif set credit @stardustcas

He starts explaining the WE, avoiding Castiel's gaze, he goes... 'You, me...' and then he tilts his head, and adds the shield back again: 'and Sam.'

The second gif is showing Dean backtracking, Because is too intimate, is too risky, he is standing on the edge between friendship and something else. He can't cross that line. Mostly because he is not sure about Castiel's feelings for him, and more now, after seeing how CAS ignored him for so long. Dean is like:

"What am I doing? Let's mention Sam here, and turn this into no homo conversation."

But the nervousness is all over the scene, i got nervous watching it because the awkward moment!

Gif set credit @stardustcas

More nervousness. Dean's flustered eyes. The swallowing. The attempt of staring into those blue eyes of the man he loves. (The butterflies in the stomach, the heart beating fast, the dry mouth) trying to make the conversation more normal, but their faces are loud.

Vas says he likes that and then Dean is more frustrated than never and his dry mouth is asking for a beer, or maybe he find a way out from the awkward moment, the gay moment. He needs to breathe. He almost let his guard down with this angel. And the desperate way to say STAY WITH ME. DON'T GO AWAY AGAIN. To his angel.

Castiel engages with a seductive look in the middle of the sexual tension

Sam: I mean, how did Cass even get the Colt out of the safe in the first place?

Dean drops his head. Sam raises an eyebrow

Sam Dean, you – you put the Colt back in the safe, right? Dean?

Dean: It was under my pillow. It – I like to keep it close. (Sighs) He came into my room and he played me.

Okay i can even explain the intimacy of this. Even if CAS didn't know about this and he just went searching all over Dean's room. Mention this after the huge scene full of romantic tension, has a meaning. Again: INTIMACY. And adding the "He played me" to all of this is another symbol way to show theme audience this was like that scene between the guy and his crush, in wich his crush takes advantage of it and plays him by stealing something from him. Yes.

Finally, when they find CAS... This scene...

Gif credit @stardustcas

Dean is mad, very mad at him. Because Castiel really played him. But... Look at the scene. Look at Castiel's gaze: PURE SEDUCTION. He maybe is aware of the effect he causes on Dean. And after the mixtape scene, he goes for it. Seduction as if they were in their first seasons together. And Dean is muted, and stares at him, then checks him out, and they're in their own sexual tension world, until Sam calls him. But he has to calls him twice because his brother is too embedded into Castiel's hot behavior.

But don't forget Dean is mad at him. So now, is Dean the one playing around with CAS. Throwing the keys at him and making him almost loose his stability to reach them.

Closing the circle

When Dean and Sam reach Castiel again in the middle of a battle with Dragon, Dean's desperation when Dagon is about to smite Castiel is high level.

But then Jack saves the day, not just showing CAS the future (the ending of season 15) but also, Jack gave him powers to finish Dagon.

Then, the scene in wich Castiel heals Dean is full of intimacy again. The lingerie touch, rubbing fingers. Because Dean is moving his hand slowly away from CAS touch but he ended by letting his hand to feel Castiel's rubbing his fingers. To let Castiel to heal him.

And then, CAS is gone again.

To Conclude:

12x19: The Future has Destiel all over it. Dean mad at him, reaching the level of a JILTED lover. Dean way to protect himself from another rejection using the WE/US/SAM shield. Just because he can't handle it. The doubts about Cas' feelings, and the way the angel always find to go MIA, makes his heart stutter.

The mixtape scene is one of the most emblematic. The nervousness is all over their faces, and Misha and Jensen transmite perfectly the romantic tension between the two characters and goes straight to our hearts, making us feel awkward and flustered too.

Hope you like this meta. See you in the next one!

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Vol. LXXV, LXXVI, LXXVII, LXXVIII, LXXIX, LXXIX, LXXX, LXXXI, LXXXII, LXXXIII, LXXXIV, LXXXV, LXXXVI, LXXXVII, LXXXVIII.

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2010

January 1st:

Selena and Justin share a Twitter exchange after sharing the stage together during Justin's performance of One Less Lonely Girl at Dick Clark's New Year's Rockin' Eve in Las Vegas

selena's tweet (x) justin's tweet (x)

January 5th:

Justin is interviewed by Popstar! Magazine and is asked whether he’s dating either Demi or Selena

Interviewer: "So there's been links that you've been seeing Demi or Selena, you guys have been Twittering back and forth. Is there any truth to that? Or are you guys just friends, is there something more there?"

Justin: "No, I just - I met Demi a few times. Me and Selena are good friends."

Interviewer: "Yeah, I think you're performing with Selena at Pop-Con this year, in February - you are, surprise! Do you know if you'll be hanging out with her at all while you're there?

Justin: "Probably, we're good friends."

full video (x)

January 31st:

Justin tweets "good times" to Selena, suggesting they recently hung out.

justin's tweet (x)

February 1st:

Selena and Nick Jonas arrive to “We Are The World” remake together in the same vehicle, held at Jim Henson Studios in Los Angeles. There's been speculation of a reconciliation as Selena was seen at Nick's concert in Dallas January 2nd and photographed crying during the song "Stay" (x)(x)

February 7th:

Nick attends San Antonio Rodeo to watch Selena perform. Selena allegedly introduces her song “I Won’t Apologize" (song about Nick) by sharing with the crowd: “I wrote this, but it’s in the past now”

February 14th:

Selena recently chatted with the California Chronicle and said this about her rumored rekindled romance with Nick Jonas (x)

"He's a really nice guy and he's always been a really good friend in my life. So I'm just happy to have him back as a good friend."

February 16th:

Selena talks about Justin during her radio interview with DJ Kid Kraddick and explains how their NYE performance was conceived:

“You know what, he’s the cutest, sweetest kid on the face of this planet. I feel like a cougar because I totally have a crush on him. He’s cute, he is so cute - he has swagger!"

"We were doing the Dick Clarks Rockin' New Years Eve and I performed first and I was leaving to do press backstage and Justin runs back and goes: 'Selena! Can you come on stage with me for One Less Lonely Girl?' and I was like, 'Ahh Justin' and he's like 'Please please please!' and I go 'Fine, okay what do I do?' and he's like 'Oh I'll do all the work' [...]"

"So then he runs off stage and then he runs back and he goes 'Wait, can you take your heels off I don't want you to be taller than me' I was like, 'No I'm not going to take my heels off' - and no we're actually the same height without heels."

February 16th:

During an interview with 106.1 KISS FM, a fan tells Selena that people in their school are saying she's dating Justin Bieber

Fan: “People in my school are saying that you and Justin Bieber are dating”

Selena: “I love that! I kind of wish we were [...] No, he’s 15, so I’d be a cougar, so that wouldn’t be right - but he’s very sweet, and I do love him very much. He’s a very good guy.”

The interviewer explains Justin was also recently on the show and that he does have a little crush on her -

Selena: “That’s okay! He can call me in like 3 years.”

February 19th:

Selena talks to MTV News before both her and Justin are set to perform at Pop-Con in NYC. When asked if they’d perform together she says:

"I'm excited. We would love to. We're trying to work it out, We don't know yet. We're still trying to figure out if we're going to do something together on stage. [It] might be a surprise, but as far as co-headlining — I don't know. I'm sure he's much bigger. [It's] probably his show — I'm just there." // she confesses that at this point they are such good friends, he almost feels like family: "I love Justin. When he first started to come over from Canada his manager contacted me and he just said that he would like to meet me and he was just such a good kid," she explained. "And I feel like a big sister now, 'cause I want to protect him. So I'm always very cautious with him, but he is so talented and he's so sweet, so that just started us wanting to work together. Now he's just become one of my good friends."

full article (x)

February 20th:

Justin and Selena pose for a photo together while attending Pop-Con, held at Nassau Coliseum in New York - they each are set to perform. After the event, Justin tweets to Selena calling her a sweetheart.

justin's tweet (x)

February 23rd:

Selena is again asked about Justin during her livestream webcast:

“I think Justin Bieber is amazing. Do you think he’s amazing? He’s like, 15, and he has like, every girl in America”

February 24th:

Selena interviews with Frankie of Neighborhood 93.3 and there's lots of Justin discussion. Frankie tells Selena that Justin was also recently interviewed and he called her a cutie-pie and said that she’s amazing. A fan also asks what she would name her baby (?) if she were to have one:

Selena: “Awww! He’s so cute! Oh my gosh, he’s about to turn 16, I’m just saying...just saying!”

Selena: “Lets see, I’ve had these names picked out for a while - I like Emory? Just E-M-O-R-Y. Emory, insert my husband’s last name…yeah, Emory Bieber"

March 1st:

Selena attends Justin's "Sweet 16" celebration and publicly tweets him a happy birthday at the end of the night. She's later seen in photos from the event kissing Justin on the cheek

selena's tweet (x) photos of selena at the event (x)

March 6th:

This is the last time that Selena and Nick Jonas are seen together this year.

March 12th:

During a radio interview with Billy Bush, Justin is asked “who the cutest Disney Channel girl is”

Justin: "Cutest Disney Channel girl? I think probably Selena Gomez."

full video here (x)

March 27th:

Selena and Justin both attend The Kids Choice Awards and pose together for a photo while on the red carpet.

Justin attends the event with (his rumored girlfriend) Jasmine Villegas, his "Baby" music video costar.

justin and jasmine (x)

March 30th:

Justin and Selena hangout together with Selena's family and have a jam session - they each share a tweet about it that evening

justin's tweet (x) selena's tweet (x)

April 10th:

Selena and Nick Jonas have officially broken up People confirms, and says they actually broke up in early March.

Though the couple never publicly confirmed they rekindled their relationship, the source says, “They were an item, but they are no longer together.” According to the source, the Disney Channel stars, both 17, broke up in early March, largely because work was going to keep them apart: Gomez is scheduled to film a movie in Europe this summer, while Jonas is expected to tour with his siblings at the same time.

full article here (x)

April 12th:

Selena does a radio interview on Key 103 while in Manchester and says that Justin is a great friend, and that he’s very protective of her:

Interviewer: When did you last see your mate Justin Bieber? Is he okay?

Selena: Yes he is, he's so funny, I actually don't have my phone out here and he freaked out cause he didn't understand, he's like "oh my god, I can't talk to you, I don't know what you're doing!" I'm like "I'm fine, I'm fine!" He's very protective, is what I've found - it's very funny, he's younger than me but he's been a better friend to me than most of the people my age.

Interview: Cause you guys have gone through similar things I suppose, despite the age difference?

Selena: Yeah but, people who've gone through the same things as me haven't been as supportive as he has been to me - it's been great.

full interview here (x)

May 23rd:

Selena tweets that she's listening to Justin's song Somebody to Love while in the studio

selena's tweet (x)

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Chapter Two: Secrets Revealed

Genre:

Fluff, Angst, Romance, Drama, Fanfiction

TRIGGER WARNING

☡18+☡

Sexual encounters bewteen the OC and Cannon Character, blood, verbal and physical abuse, kidnapping, swearing

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.....

When LAFD 118 arrived on scene, a 15 story apartment complex was in flames. It looked like it started from the 12th floor and worked its way up. Cassidy had been in this situation so many times back at MFD, she immediately knew what the first thing to do was.

"Captain? I would like to go in and try to find anyone that may be trapped in the building if that's alright?" She politely asked.

Bobby, taken back by her question, "Of course. I was just about to team you up with Buckley and Diaz to take the top floors. Get geared up. I have faith in you after reading your file." He gave her a reassuring smile.

Once Cassidy, Buck, and Eddie had their harness on, they got lifted up to the fifteenth floor. Cassidy went in first followed by Eddie and Buck. "LAFD!!! IS THERE ANYONE IN HERE?!" Cassidy yelled through the smoke and flames. She had the fire extinguisher putting what she could out in her path.

She heard what sounded like a baby crying. She found a small infant child wrapped in a pink blanket laying in her crib. She scooped the child up protectively, and slipped a mask over the infant to protect the little girl.

"Buckley!" Cassidy called. "Over here!" He yelled. She rushed to the window where he was standing, and she passed the child off to him. "Get her to safety while I search for anyone-" Just then, an explosion errupted causing the building to shake. "Buckley! Pierce! Diaz! Get the hell out of there! The building is about to go down!" Bobby called over the radio.

Cassidy, Buck, and Eddie left the same way they came in after not finding any more victims. They got lifted down just as the building collapsed. She covered her head as Buck and Eddie, without hesitation, covered her with their arms, shielding her from the falling debris.

Once they reached the Firetruck, "Thank you." She told Eddie and Buck. They both gave her a smile. "No problem. We look out for our own all the time." Buck chuckled and hurried off to help clean up the falling debris.

Cassidy went to help out too but heard her phone ring. She answered it. "Hello?"

"Hello, Cassie. It's good to hear your voice. You're going to pay for ruining my life. I know where you are in Los Angeles." A familiar voice on the other send caused her to scream a little too loudly before tears rushed down her cheeks. Bobby and Chim heard her and rushed her way. "Pierce? What's wrong? Are you hurt?" Bobby saw her hand trembling with her phone in her hand. "He- he-" she couldn't even get her words out. "Athena. I need- I need Athena." Her voice broke into sobs. "He found me." She fainted. Chim caught her before she hit the ground. He looked at Bobby with questions in his eyes.

Buck, Eddie, and Hen came back over. "Woah! Hey, what happened? Is she okay?" Buck asked.

"She received a phone call that freaked her and then she passed out." Bobby said. "I called Athena. Cassidy said something about needing Athena. And that someone found her."

Cassidy sat up some time later. She saw Athena standind next to her. They were alone just the two of them. "Cassidy? Who was it that called you?" Athena asked trying to calm the poor girl.

"Tanner. He knows I'm in Los Angeles." She stuttered. "Listen to me, he won't touch you I promise you. But in order for me to keep you safe, We have to alert your crew so they know what to expect." She pushed a little of Cassidy's hair from her face.

She nodded. "Yeah, thats fine." She turned her head a bit. Then Cassidy stood up. "Do I have to tell them? Can you tell them for me?" She asked quietly. "Of course, baby. Come with me." Athena escorted Cassidy from the room.

"Bobby? Gather your crew up. We have a situation that everyone needs to be advised of." Athena stood next to a freaked out Cassidy.

Buck, Eddie, Chim, and Hen all gathered in the kitchen area. Buck had his eyes on Cassidy as he watched her facial expression. She seemed scared.

Bobby stood with his crew. He was worried about Cassie. The look in her eyes was the same look that he saw in Buck's sister, Maddie's eyes.

"Cassidy is NOT to be left on her own for anything. That includes bathroom breaks, lunch breaks, whether you're out on calls. We have police searching her apartment building including her apartment to make sure her ex husband hasn't shown up. Be advised that Cassidy's life is in danger. Her ex husband knows she's here in LA. And he will try to come after her. Police will be guarding her apartment inside and outside. Day and Night. It's your job now while she's working to keep eyes on her at all times." Athena spoke. "We have sent you all pictures of her ex husband. He has broken the law by contacting her. Therefore, he has a warrant out for his arrest. So, if he shows up here looking for her, you are to get her to safety if she's here working and then immediately call me."

Buck was completely taken back. How could anyone hurt such an amazing girl? He could list all of the things that make her such a great person.

"Athena? I have an idea." Eddie said.

"What is it, Diaz?" Athena asked.

"Christopher needs someone to help him with his homework, and seeing that Cassidy hasn't met him yet, she can stay with me and Chris until that son of a bitch is caught." He suggested.

Athena started to say something, but Buck beat her to it. "Or she could stay with me. My apartment has security cams everywhere, including on every apartment door. And the only way in is of someone has a card to get in." Buck gave Eddie a look begging him to back down. "And the security guards keep track of everyone who enters and leaves the apartment complex. They have to sign a sign in and sign out sheet." Buck added.

Eddie noticed the look Buck shot his way. He had totally forgotten that Buck was crushing on Cassidy. Eddie spoke up, "Buck has a point. His apartment has more security that's a lot better than mine."

Athena looked at Cassidy, "What do you think, Cassie?" Athena asked calling her Cassie for the first time.

She gave Buck a smile. Then looked back at Athena. "I think I'll stay with Buck until Tanner gets caught." She then sat down.

"Good, then it's all settled. I will be keeping tabs with you, Cassie." After Athena left, the 118 got called to a car wreck.

They geared up and headed to the scene of the wreck. Little did anyone know, the wreck was staged in order to get Cassidy alone.

....To be continued in Chapter Three: Kidnapped

The third chapter is going to be a kidnapping, some intense drama, blood, swearing. Just a heads up. But at the end of chapter three, there just might be a happy ending for two lovebirds. Stay tuned to find out more.

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5 ways to say I love you

Wonwoo x Reader

Author:leechansmile

Summary: l/n y/n was just pure stupid sometimes.Note the sometimes because it seems like her stupidity only shows with this person; or where y/n is huge ball of mess but gets a lot more messy when Jeon Wonwoo was involved.

Pairing:Wonwoo(Svt) x Reader

Gene:fluff,pinning,cute,affectionate Wonwoo

Rating:General Audiences

Word Count:2800

•5 ways to say I love you•

[ 1 s t w a y ]:

pure stupidity.

that is y/n right at this moment as she picks up her broken phone from the ground.

great! it's damn broken, l/n y/n

"why exactly did you throw it?"

Y/n isn't suppose to hate her seokmin oppa for asking an innocent question but she really doesn't want to rethink it right now, right after the embarrassment that just happened.

you see y/n was minding her own business as usual, it was practice break as she stood up and went to one of the speaker where her phone was placed, she did stuff normally like a normal person would but just as she was about to come back to where she was sitting before, she was approached

and it wasn't anything special, just one of her sunbae's of course, what's so wrong about that to the point you'll throw your phone to the ground for no apparent reason?

well it was Jeon wonwoo

it wasn't a surprise to say y/n admired her friend and how much of a good sunbae he is to her, but it was terrifying everytime she heard her heart beat so fast... because it wasn't normal, her heart shouldn't feel like this for someone like one of her sunbae's.

but it was too late to shut her heart up.

because just as she looks up to her sunbae, the bright smile and the messy hair matching with the bright eyes that looks back at her, she realized something and damn how much she hated that her heart did a flip and it felt normal to her now.

and just from everything, without even a word, she throws her phone to the ground.

matching with the gasp as she looks at what she had done with the device that was now smashed on the ground, probably broken from the way y/n threw it, and y/n made the stupidest decision and looked back up at the reason why that just happened.

and she saw him.

but he was shining, from the room's light he looked flawless and y/n realized

She's in love. She's in love with Jeon Wonwoo.

"Y/n your phone!" Wonwoo looked at the broken phone on the ground with a shocked expression, the members close to them looking over at the scene.

"what happened?" seungcheol made his way looking at the two before looking at the ground and seeing the phone "why is your phone on the ground, y/n?"

She's in love with her sunbae, not just any human but the one that basically raised her.

"did y/n's brain came along with the phone? because both look broken" and at this point y/n would've cursed and chased  seungkwan already but her heart held her body, controlling her feet from moving.

She's in love, oh god she's in love.

[ 2 n d w a y ]:

after the phone accident, y/n almost couldn't take it everytime she was with the older, but that seemed really impossible.

and she thinks she really lost it when it was Wonwoo who bought her a new screen saver with a 'super strong, no drop could break it' phone case, and the phone case was matching with the older's too and it just absolutely made y/n crazy.

but what y/n shouldn't have done is trying cook while Wonwoo was there, because mixing stupidity, being unlucky and cooking together doesn't really match well, so when y/n cracked one damn egg into the pan and a newly woken up Wonwoo ,with messy hair and puffy cheeks, walked into the kitchen, y/n knew she was about to do something she's gonna regret.

at first it looked all fine, like she was left alone by the charm of stupidity for awhile, but when her naturally affectionate Sunbaemin came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her, y/n's brain went hostile.

She felt like she was the one being fried and not the egg on the pan, it also didn't help that y/n was just wearing shorts so she absolutely felt wonwoo's pajama rubbing on her legs and just the warmth of the older wrapping around her.

and as much as she loves it and is almost used to it, her brain still failed to associate it as platonic, and made y/n's body just completely panic, so when y/n muttered to the older about the food being ready and the older finally lets go of her, she quickly grabbed plates.

and plates mixing in with y/n wasn't really a perfect fit, hell anything breakable isn't a perfect fit for panicked y/n so as expected, her brain mulfuctioned as the older sat on one of the stools, taking sight of her again, y/n dropped one of the plates, making her and the older jump at the sound.

"whoa y/n are you okay?" Y/n didn't notice her shaking hands and why it was shaking was also unknown as the older stands up to grab a broom to clean it off.

Y/n felt herself grow embarrassed, her face felt a lot hotter and she felt her hands trembling and she just wants to jump out of her skin at that moment.

Y/n also didn't realize that she was just about to step on the broken pieces of the plates until a hand on her wrist snapped her out of her trance again, a worried Wonwoo held onto her wrist as y/n looks at him.

"Y/n you'll hurt yourself, just go and sit on the counter and i'll clean this up" and y/n was about to protest, wanting to be the one cleaning up the mess that she made, but the other knew her way too well that he immediately gave her a strict look making the younger sit down on the counter top watching the older clean up the broken plate.

"you shouldn't be cooking and stuff when you're still half awake, you could seriously get hurt if you're not careful" and y/n wanted to cry in frustration because the other latter doesn't know what he's doing to her.

"but really i was fine, just lost balance a bit–"

"no buts, you can seriously get hurt if you do it like that again, good thing your trusty sunbae is here, huh?" the older held a smile to reassure y/n that it was okay.

but again y/n wanted to cry.

the older had no idea, and y/n was just helplessly falling deeper for him.

[ 3 r d w a y ]:

"i noticed that a plate is missing–"

Y/n spitted out the coffee she was drinking as hansol patted her back as she coughs.

"first of all yuck,y/n what the hell, and two the plate that was missing is jeonghan hyung's favorite so he kinda freaked out"

seokmin rests his hand on the table and told y/n about how jeonghan was trying to find the missing plate and how many times he had interrogated some of the members about the plate y/n broke because of her stupid feelings.

"he asked me right as i came out of the bathroom and i accidentally threw my toothbrush at him" and that made hansol laugh to the point that he was punching

y/n's arm over and over.

"does he really love that plate?" Y/n sips her coffee that was surely too sweet as  she tries to cover up her light nervousness from the topic.

"it was bought by seungcheol hyung, it had a swan on it and hyung absolutely was so smitten over the fact that cheol hyung said that he reminded him of a swan because of hyung's beauty" hansol explained and y/n took more sips as to prove that she was innocent.

"but cheol hyung already calmed him down about it and told him he would buy a new set of it and hyung seems satisfied with that" and with seokmin's shrug y/n's heart felt more relaxed again.

Y/n reached over again for her coffee to take a sip and realized it was empty, "that was my coffee, y/n." and with that y/n smiled awkwardly, standing up to get a cup of it again to give back to hansol.

and glad to say that she successfully got there without anything breaking or something weird happening and she filled the cup with coffee again, ready to get back to the table.

"Y/n i was just trying to find you–" Jeon freaking Wonwoo, oh god no

and just with a gasp y/n tilted the cup to the point that it spilled all over wonwoo's pants and white shoes and was she so happy for doing that (mark the sarcasm).

"–for another practice" the older looked down onto his shoes, the once clean shoes were now stained with coffee and the black joggers was also wet with the drink.

"i am so sorry! oh god" y/n didn't know why she was bowing or why she felt more nervous than any of the time she messed with her other sunbae's.

Wonwoo's face looked shocked and a little bit confused, to which y/n got alarmingly scared of because of how calm he was.

"i'll wash it when we get to the dorm, i'm so sorry!" and y/n was almost crying,she didn't know why but she was close to tears. how many times does she need to mess things up with whom that she fell in love with.

"Y/n, i-it's fine, honestly just–" y/n got scared as Wonwoo sighs "–maybe you need rest just a for a little while, you seem weird for awhile now..."

he noticed. he freaking noticed.

and again y/n wanted to just scream and cry because she's already out of luck of making him return her feelings but also he found her weird. weird!

"i'll get going now y/n... maybe just go home and rest if you wanna" and maybe it was the weird smile he gave that crushed y/n or the view of the other walking away, but either way she was messed up.

in all sorts of way.

[ 4 t h w a y ]:

the beach.

the beach is always fun, especially with your friends or family and to y/n it was an easy place to relax and just have fun, like build sandcastles and play in the water but sadly y/n can't do it because of the weird feeling of being awkward around someone, someone you particularly like more than a sunbae and is probably one of the bestest things in y/n's life.

it was seungcheol's idea for the them to take a break, because they had been on a tight schedule recently and is drained from all of it (or maybe Wonwoo told seungcheol about y/n acting weird and this is a way for y/n to rest, atleast that's what she thinks)

so here is y/n, playing a sport she isn't even good at or doesn't even know that rules of it, it was beach volleyball and seungkwan of course made her join.

don't get y/n wrong,she did know the simple things like serving, receiving and all of those stuff but in over all she just wasn't really into the sport like the others are, but either way she just joined because maybe this will clear her mind up for a bit.

and it did! surprisingly it did, y/n didn't think of the older as they were playing, she heard his voice time to time and she doesn't know if it's because Wonwoo was really there or she was just going crazy but either way she was doing just fine with it.

until of course she messes up.

you see they changed sides of the court as they get into another set, and this time joshua's team was facing the clear way, while y/n's team was facing their hut, where the other guys that are not in the game are resting and y/n almost didn't want to do it because the chances of Wonwoo appearing is huge, much larger than y/n not messing up more likely.

and for some reason it was y/n's turn to serve the ball and it was fine and all,she knew how to do that, it may not be amazing but it was just okay but what wasn't okay is that as she is about to serve the ball her eyes catched Wonwoo walking over at the back of joshua's team, causing y/n to hit the ball not on the other team's direction.

but wonwoo's direction

and before the ball could land she catches wonwoo's eyes and just as it hits the other latter straight on the head,and what made it worse was that it was normal to the other guys but to her it made stuff way worse.

like before y/n bowed and apologized to the older which ended up with the older, again, shrugging her off but what made it worse was wonwoo's last words.

"at this point i don't know if something's wrong with me or is it just you"

and it may mean something else but all if did was the same thing,,, crush y/n's heart.

+ f i n a l w a y+

as soon as they got home after the whole week of suffering for y/n, the younger immediately went to the practice rooms to dance her little heart out, frustrations all released by the dance, making her heart lighter than the weight it was before.

but it seems like she just can't catch a break.

as she dances to a random song from her playlist, the door of the room opens revealing a Jeon Wonwoo looking to want to do the same thing y/n is doing at the moment.

and for some reason her phone's music logged, stopping y/n and making her face the older who is at the door with a blank face.

"Wonwoo–" "just tell me what's wrong y/n?"

Y/n felt her heart in her throat as she gulps down the feeling, looking at the floor and finding it much more interesting now.

"nothing's wrong, everything happening is just accidents–"

Y/n's words gets cut off as Wonwoo walks closer "accidents my ass! it just seems like you're uncomfortable with me, like you're avoiding me, like you're afraid of me–"

Y/n taps her foot on the floor, a sign of nervousness from the older's words

"–you keep on spacing out when you're with me, you get tense and you do all these things and you apologize like the world is mad at you for it! Y/n what the hell is wrong? cause i certainly do not know"

and y/n's walls break, tears slowly falling, it was just small but the drops were enough for the older to see, stepping closer.

"Wonwoo-nim, i-i just–

i fell for you, okay!?"

Y/n felt her breathing being heavy as the air swallows her full, not taking notice of the older stepping more closer to her.

"i love you more than i should've, and i don't know why everytime you're there everything i do gets messed up when all i wanna do is say i love you!" and that's it, y/n felt the air swallow her whole as she looks down again.

"breaking your phone in front of me was an i love you?"

Y/n looked up at the older as she takes a step back and older takes another step closer.

"breaking jeonghan hyung's favorite plate was an i love you?"

step back. one step closer.

"spilling coffee on me was an i love you?"

step back. one step closer.

"hitting me with a volleyball was an i love you?"

Y/n feels the cool glass of the mirror behind her back as Wonwoo corners her in the corner, face closer than before,she can feel the older's breathe on her lips.

"where all of those an i love you?"

Y/n looks down "supposed to be, but–"

"do you think all of those were enough for me to get what you were feeling? huh?"

"no but–"

"then tell me. tell me the exact way."

Y/n closes her eyes "i love you..."

and she felt a pair of lips on her's and she thinks she's dreaming but once she opened her eyes there he was, Jeon Wonwoo with his smiling glory.

and y/n was about to speak when Wonwoo dropped his phone

"i love you too, y/nnie"

maybe her stupidity isn't that bad at all.

+ 1

"you broke your phone too?"

"long story hyung..."

jeonghan looked over at seungcheol as he questions the two

"also hannie-nim i wanna tell you something..."

"hmm?"

and just as that seungkwan broke into the room looking knowing as ever

"JEONGHAN HYUNG Y/N BROKE THE PLATE!"

"oh that's– wAIT WHAT?"

"Calm down, these two just got together we should be happy–"

"L/N Y/N EXPLAIN!"

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Honey

Paring: Mina Ashido x reader

Synopsis: Where Y/n secretly crushes on her fellow classmate, Mina Ashido.

Words: 3.5k

Earthy warm, rich, with a hint of sour components along with heaviness of a cocoa.

The aroma of a simple yet delectable coffee wafted into the nose of the (hair color) as she inhaled its exotic scent. A warm feeling growing in her stomach region as she sipped said drink from her favorite one-of-a-kind mug.

She snuggled into her jacket as she sat outside on the chair that was placed on the deck. With the sun barely rising, the air was perfectly warm and gentle, flowers beginning to bloom and birds chirping, typical for spring weather.

As she sat there with a smile on her face daydreaming away the sound of a door opening brought her back to reality.

"Jeez it's barley 6:30 and you're already up? You're the opposite of Aizawa-sensei I swear, always up while everyone is asleep! Have you even eaten yet?" Said the red-head as he walked into the view line of the coffee-filled (hair color) as a chuckle escaped past her lips. "We've lived in the dorms for a month and a half and every single time you catch me out here it's always the same questions Kiri."

The gentle blow of a breeze passed by as the sound of a busy buzzing bee was faintly heard.

Kirishima smiled. "Do you have any plans for today? I'm trying to see if Bakubro, Sero and Denki are down to go to the arcade. If you're not doing anything then would you like to go with us?" He asked while sitting on the chair next to her. The girl thought for a few seconds before opening her mouth. "I would but I feel like reading today. Besides I'd rather let "the boys" have their fun and do whatever it is that you do."

The sound of an apple being bitten into broke the silence, crispy yet sweet. The second Kirishima swallowed he started talking yet again. "You know, "

"Hm?"

"Mina is also coming. You should take the chance to confess-"

"EH?! I have no idea what you're talking about Kiri! Where did you get that idea that I like her. No wait more importantly how did you find out? Ahhhh I practically just told you I do-" Having out her mug down minutes ago, the girl who was in the middle of freaking out continued talking in a fast speed as images of said female flashed in her mind, making her stumble around with her words.

The poor girl could feel her heart thump in her chest and felt all warm inside. If there's anything that could get her to react in such a way then it was simply by mentioning her crushes name. Oh how easy it was to get her all worked up.

"Woah woah calm down! Forget I said that alright. But seriously hang out with us, you need to get out more often. I mean how is it that you have such good fashion sense yet you never leave your room unless it's for food or classes?" He spoke while rubbing the back of his neck, a smile plastered on his face. The both of them stood up at the same time with him grabbing the apples core in one hand and the girls mug in the other before handing it to her. She nodded.

As they walked into the building, now dubbed as their home, they walked through the lounge past the dining room and into the kitchen. Clearing his voice while walking to the blue sofa he looked back at her, "We're gonna be leaving at around 12 to get lunch and then to the arcade that's in the mall. See ya." "Alrighty! See you in a bit."

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Having been back in her room for just around two hours gaming on her counsel, she got up and looked at the clock on her pastel (favorite color) wall. 'Mm it's only 9:15. I should go shower now so that I have enough time to dress on my very own existence and to choose an outfit.' That means I have two hours and forty-five minutes, which means at least a good hour and thirty minutes to shower and that leaves me with an hour and fifteen minutes which then means I have a good thirty minutes to think about my life while sitting on the corner of my bed in a robe and forty-five minutes to get ready. Perfect.'

And with that she grabbed her towel, bathrobe, shampoo and conditioner, razor (only if you shave, if not then forget that), body soap, deodorant and comb. Taking a quirk look to see if she has everything, she walked to the bathrooms that she shared with the other girls and instantly began her shower. (If you're african american/any other person I didn't include and you wear a wig then instead of shampoo and conditioner you grabbed a shower cap to protect it. I heard it's not supposed to get wet but correct me if I'm wrong.)

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After her shower she made sure to brush her hair to untangle it before it went back to being straight/wavy/curly. (If you're like me and you have curly hair then obviously you have to put curl smoothies, protection sprays, etc.) and young-life crisis thinking, she began to look through her closet. Before picking out two different options.

(Option 1)

(Option 2)

After a minute on deciding what to wear, Y/n choose the (1/2) option and quickly slipped on the clothes before putting on her shoes. Glancing at the clock and seeing that she only had ten minutes before they were gonna meet up she grabbing her phone along with earbuds/airpods and closed her bedroom door before soon heading towards the elevator.

Scrolling through her phone she clicked a song and began humming along to the lyrics.

By the time she arrived in the lounge, a new song started playing. Looking up she soon spotted the group and started to walk to them when she realized a certain person was missing. "Hey guys where's MinaAAA!" She shrieked as a pair of slim arms wrapped around her body and a head full of pink hair and yellow beady eyes peaked freon behind her. "Hey silly. I'm right here and ready too rumble!"

'Thump.. Thump.. Thump..'

Y/n's heart started to beat like crazy again once her brain processed what just happened. Before she could even talk someone started talking. "Let's get going you extras. I'm hungry and I don't wanna wait around all day." Ah yes, Bakugou. "On it bro." Denki replied as Mina stepped from behind me and walked up to Sero and striked a conversation with him. Speeding up a bit Y/n walked next to Kirishima just in time for Denki to start cracking jokes.

"Hey L/n why do bees have sticky hair?" He asked as Bakugou and Kirishima were listening. "I don't know, why?"  "B-because they use honeycombs!" He shouted as he busted out laughing while Y/n giggled. "How do you idiots find that funny? Is your humor that broken." Bakugou muttered as he turned his attention to Sero's and Mina's conversation.

Feeling sorta left out from the group due to the fact that she doesn't exactly hang out with them as much (except for Mina and Kirishima), she took out her earbuds/airpods and turned on her music again. This time 'it's not u it's me' by Bea Miller and 6lack started playing.

Smiling to herself she began to sway a bit to the music as they neared the mall. As cliche as it sounds, music was always there to comfort Y/n. No matter what would trouble her, she'd always turn to her favorite playlist. Once they all entered the mall and headed straight to the food court she turned off her music and tuned in the the groups conversation.

"Hey L/n," Sero began as the girl turned her head to gaze at him and hummed quickly to show that she was paying attention. "What are you gonna get to eat?" "The only place I ever go to grab my food. I'm gonna head to (restaurant) to grab my usual." Nodding, he soon turned to Mina and quickly talked. "Mina since you said you wanted to try something new to eat you should totally go with L/n." "Holy cow dude! You're totally right." She said as she pumped her fist in the air and walked towards me. "Let's go L/n, I'm super starving." Grabbing my hand she started dragging me. "H-hey broski you're going the wrong way." She chuckled as the Pinkette stopped in her tracks, said a loud "Oops." And took the girl in the right direction. (Is Pinkette a word? Probably not.)

Once both girls ordered their desired meal and sat down, they began to eat in peace for a good few minutes before Mina's phone rang. Smashing the accept call, she out it on speaker. "Whafs uf-" She managed to say as her mouth was filled with food. "Hey Pinky, tell L/n that me and the guys decided to skip the arcade and headed to Game Stop and grabbed the new Cyberpunk game. We're currently on our way to the fast-food place near the school and then we're heading back to the dorms." A loud Denki said, as we heard grunts and insults from Bakugou from their side of the call.

'Wait wouldn't that mean that Mina and I are now alone... Is this considered a date? Of course not. As if she'd even like you.' She thought as she then asked Mina why they suddenly decided to switch their plans so suddenly without saying a word in the first place until now. Without a word the girl hung up the call and continued eating.

"N/n you know that American movie where the princess and prince turn into a frog for the whole movie and then they fall in love and miss then poof, they're human again?" Mina asked breaking the silence that once stood there. "Hm? Oh yeah! 'Princess and the Frog'. I watched it before. Sucks how African Americans finally got recognition from Disney and instead they get bullshit since the two main characters are frogs for three/fourths of the movie!" The (hair color) shouted angrily as she stabbed her food. Laughing at the girls reply, Mina leaned forward in her seat. "You know that dessert they show in the movie a lot? Beignets? I wanna try one so bad." Both girls sat in silence as they got lost in each other's eyes.

'Thump.. Thump.. Thump..'

Feeling her heart flutter, her gaze shifted back to her food. "How about we buy the ingredients and make it? I made it once for a school fair and everyone seemed to like it. Only if you're down of course!" "Wait for real? Like for real real? Big bet let's hurry up and eat!" And with that the Pink haired girl began scarfing down her food, cho.king a few times.

Once they were both done and cleaned up after themselves, both girls left the area and walked to the supermarket. The duo sparking a conversation about their hobbies and interests, soon made it into the supermarket. Walking down aisle after aisle grabbing ingredients left and right, Mina suddenly grabbed Y/n's hand. "Since it's Saturday me and you should totally have a sleepover in my room. Let's go grab more snacks!" And just like before, she dragged you out of the aisle and into the candy and chips one. 'My poor wallet.' Y/n thought as she silently cried. 'Then again if it means I get to hang out with her more ... Ahh! I need to be more social with her. I mean we do talk a lot but I get so freaking flustered and it messes me up. Then again at least I can talk to females unlike Midoriya. Ha in your face!' Feeling pumped the girl grabbed the snacks that were occupying her friends arms, shoved them in the basket and speed walked to the check out line, payed for everything and with both girls holding two bags in each hand they soon began their journey back to the campus dorms.

•°¯'••   🎀  𝒯𝒾𝓂𝑒-𝓈𝓀𝒾𝓅  🎀   ••'¯°•

Entering the dorms, both females headed straight to their rooms and quickly changed. Mina wearing blue shirts with a yellow shirt while Y/n wore (f/c) satin shorts along with its matching tank top.

Both now in the kitchen with aprons on, they took out the items they brought for the beignets and placed it on the counter. 'MISS YOU!' by CORPSE was blaring from Y/n's phone as she bopped her head and hummed along to the lyrics while she added the warm water, sugar and active yeast in a bowl and whisked it while Mina measured the other ingredients, which Y/n soon regrets for the face that a mess of flour was all over the counter.

After mixing the rest of the ingredients in the watery liquid and letting it set on a lined baking sheet, Mina took out the fryer and added oil so that it could be ready for later. "Hey n/n can I play a song?" "Of course silly. I wanted to change the song anyways." Laughing like a maniac, Mina grabbed the phone and quickly typed away before placing the phone back on the counter.

"Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me

I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed

She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb

In the shape of an "L" on her forehead"

The voice of both Smash Mouth and Mina's rang out in the air as the girl started singing the lyrics. "Heyyy you should sing with me! Come on." She said as she twirled around the kitchen floor. Giggling as she put the bowl filled with the dough in the fridge, she began shouting the lyrics right along with Mina.

"Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming

Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running

Didn't make sense not to live for fun

Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb

So much to do, so much to see

So what's wrong with taking the back streets?

You'll never know if you don't go

You'll never shine if you don't glow"

Now moving her head to the beat, both girls grabbed each other's hands and began dancing like crazy with not a care to the world, swaying their hips side to side as they sang the next verse with all their heart.

"Hey now, you're an all-star, get your game on, go play

Hey now, you're a rock star, get the show on, get paid

And all that glitters is gold

Only shooting stars break the mold"

As they continued singing, they began to clean the dishes and put most of the ingredients they wouldn't be using anymore away and took out a pair of tongs, paper towels, powdered sugar and honey from the cabinets. After a good 30 minutes past Mina turned on the fryer, the familiar 'click' of the knob sounding. Taking out the bowl from the fridge, Y/n placed the soft, glutinous dough on the now flour dusted counter and began following it out with the rolling pin until it was a good quarter inch thick and began to slit the doughy flesh making two inch squares just as Mina grabbed a few pieces and dropped it into the hot oil.

As time went by, they were finally finished frying. All they had left was to dust powdered sugar and drizzle honey to it. The second they did so, they took half the batch with them along with a few drinks and the snacks they brought and went to Mina's room. Closing the door on their way in the brightly pink room, they sat down on the bed and hopped on Mina's laptop to watch 'A Slap On Titan'.

"Armin had broken the silence as the video zoomed to the top of the wall, the starry night sky coming into view. "Do you ever with that humans could photosynthesis?"

Eren surprised with the sudden question, instantly replied. "What? No."

"I do... I think it'd be cool to be a plant." The scene then changed to show the Survey Corps coming back from a mission."

Liquid shooting out of her nose, Mina laughed as she grabbed a tissue and wiped her face, watching as Y/n pressed a pillow against her face to muffle her loud laughter. The now chuckling girl took the pillow from her face and noticed Mina's smile that was directed at her direction. Shooting back a toothy grin, she got lost in her eyes yet again.

'Ah jeez she saw me laugh... She looks so cute.'

"You know the beignets were really good." Mina said as she scooted next to her and leaned her fuzzy head on the girls shoulder. "You think so? I hope the others enjoyed the ones we left for them. I'm so happy we got to spend today together! I would have never expected this to happen ya know?" 'Play it cool Y/n. This is no big deal at all, she's probably just a bit exhausted from all the walking and baking we did earlier. Yeah, that's right-'

"You know, I'm the one who told the boys to leave us alone and to head back to the dorms."

That caught her off guard.

"Excuse me?"

Humming to herself, Mina life's her head slightly to look at the (eye color) girl. "Listen silly, I know when it comes to academics I'm not exactly smart, but when it came to you it was easy to figure you out." Furrowing her eyebrows in confusion, she urged the girl to continue talking. "I know you like me." Y/n's breathing stopped for a second, her heart beating rashly against her chest. How was it possible that the girl she's secretly liked from a distance knew? "Listen I-" She was cut off as a pair of soft pink hands covered her mouth.

"Hold up! Hear me out before you start talking. I sorta found out a few weeks back when I overheard you tell Iida about your feelings. Ever since then I confronted him and I made up this plan for both you and I to hang out alone. Like a date but it's not a date since you wouldn't know? Ahh anyways after I came up with the plan I began noticing how you'd act completely normal around the other girls, but when it came to me you'd barley mutter a word, despite you being super-duper confident." Y/n felt herself breathe again as she stared at the girl, her eyes now filled with curiosity and her head amused at the girls statement. She took the words to heart and found it to be true when she said she'd act differently around her. I mean how could she not when her heart would beat fast, her stomach flutter in nervousness and her brain would completely shut down on her.

"So wait... You like me?" She spoke slowly to make sure her voice wouldn't just randomly give up on her. Now sitting up straight, the pink haired girl nodded as she shyly smiled and rubbed the back of her neck. "I do."

'She likes me..'

The second her brain processed the two words, she locked eyes with her and then shut them down before slowly leaning forward. The feeling of her plump, powdered sugar dusted lips faintly against hers before both girls lips soon meshed into one and began harmonizing as if creating a symphony. It felt passionate and intense, yet delicate and sweet.

Sweet like the honey from the beignets they had moments ago. The floral yet earthy taste now onto her very own lips. Deliciously golden and wild. The strong fragrance drifting slowly to her nose, similar to a white dandelion falling slowly to the ground after being blown by the wind on a vibrant, sun-filled day.

They both soon pulled away, gasping a bit for air. Y/n felt her body get warm as she realized what just happened. "I like you, Mina. A lot. And I'm glad you like me too." She finally confessed. "Finally n/n, I've been dying to hear you say that. Now then let me ask you this, will you be my girlfriend?" Mina asked, her eyes shining as bright as a star in the dark. Y/n leaned forward and kissed the girls nose before speaking. "I'll be happy to be called yours," Both girls soon in each other's arms, held one another until she spoke again.

"Out of all the pretty girls in this world, I'm glad to share this space with you."

[icharchivist]

Hi same nonny as usual haha! You asked for my thoughts on the spring troupe so now that I've finished the summer troupe debut I'm going to knock out two birds with one stone! I liked summer troupe a lot more then spring troupe. Not that I didn't like spring troupe! I just think that they didn't really communicate with each other?

The only reason why sakuyas issue with swordfighting was resolved was because masumi happened to be eavesdropping on a convo with the director, and why someone knew about itarus injury was because of citron noticing. I'm not saying there was no communication at all these two issues just. Bothered me so much the swordfighting one a lot more then the injury. The thing that bothers me about the injury is that itaru wasn't like. Told off for not telling anyone about his injury. Cause he could have seriously damaged his foot or something. I get that in the future there's probably going to be character development for itaru that lets him open up more to his troupemates. The swordfighting one just felt like a cop out to have a "moment" between sakuya and the director instead of having sakuya discuss that stuff with his troupe (which, bleh do not care for the characters flirting with the director at all. wish it wasn't there but I get why they do it.)

Despite my griping I did really enjoy spring troupe! They were fun! They just felt less trusting of each other then summer troupe at the end of day. And I get that char Dev will prob happen bout that but still haha. That's my thoughts on spring troupe! I could just be horribly misremembering the entire episode but oh well!

I know I said I'd also do summer troupe in this ask but it's already horribly long and I'm writing this on my phone. I'll get to that later. Thanks for reading my rambling that has not been proofread at all or edited. Hopefully it makes some sense hahaha. Thanks for introducing me to a3 it's tons of fun.

aaahh thanks for sharing!!!

honestly i kinda get where you’re coming from. I really love Spring, but it’s especially now in insight of their development. On first read, i think the thing especially was that the chapter was more about setting up some of the most major issues of the universe (the debts, the way  to arrange themselves in that new environment ect..) that therefore the characters issues may be not as focused as the others chapters?

(also for character flirting with MC there will be only 2 in main stories that do that a lot, one of which is Masumi, and the other isn’t much flirting as just hopelessly in love. Not much we can do about it but honestly once you move on from spring if this really holds you down, it will ease off at least, even if there’s a few thingss here and there stil)

Summer was the moment i really fell in love with the game, i really, really adore Summer’s dynamic and it was just. so good to go through.

As for the things you bring up about Spring, on one hand on first read i think i get you, but yeaaaah in insight of all we learn about the characters, it’s really not that far fetched ahah.

For Sakuya imo it’s really just that he freaked out because of his abandon issues and i don’t really see him discussing it with Spring yet at this point? Like. Sakuya is terrified of not being good enough and being abandoned as a result, like all of his relatives ever did. So he tries to compensate. When Masumi just brought up that they’ll just replace him, i don’t find it far fetched that Sakuya freaked out about it and failed to explain it to Masumi at the time. 

Those very same issues also lead Sakuya to hold on everything bad ever to himself. The reason he opens up to Izumi, more than her just coming to him there, is that she already proved before that she wasn’t willing to abandon him, if only by how she took up the theater because of his passion to start with. And, just, timingwise. 

And i think Sakuya wouldn’t have taken reassurances from his others troupesmates who have already made clear they believed in him, because i think Sakuya would be more crushed with the idea that they’re just being polite and kind with him. Because he knows he’s failing and the others’s way to reassure him would probably have made it worse. He needed reassurance 1) from the director who at this point has already started to be giving more constructive critisms, 2) Masumi, who’s the one who caused those insecurities by the fact he doesn’t hold back. But i don’t see him reach of to Masumi with how hostile Masumi has been to everyone up until that point. (i have more thoughts but that’d be me overreading it too but dKJFDLKF a3 makes my brain go brr)

As for Masumi, this kid has serious communication issues (only child with no friends and no parents around? oof) and i don’t think he would have reached out to Sakuya or even figured something was wrong otherwise.

Are those just easy way out for the writers? maybe, but that’s just how writing is isn’t it? if you want to make even some “artificial” conflict, you need to make it believable why this conflict exist even in the first place. 

Honestly the swordfighting issue doesn’t strike like that to me, and those are all about things that are shown in the Spring chapter itself, but i suppose since i also know those things are expended on, it does add a layer of “this was made with depth for their characters in mind” imo.

Also i think if Masumi hadn’t eardropped, Izumi would have talked to him about it, being the mediator and all of that, and i think Masumi would have understood then. I don’t think Masumi was unwilling to understand, but that he lacked the groundwork to understand it. and we mostly were spared from having to repeat the scene with Izumi telling him about it.

Idk if i see Sakuya managing to tell it to Masumi even after this talk? I think Sakuya is the kind to take all of his pain in silence and assume responsibilities for everything that goes wrong, and i don’t think he would have felt comfortable opening up with that, especially since, as he tells Izumi, he genuinely feels like *he’s* the failure about it (and as Izumi tells him, it’s not his fault if others people don’t try either. Sakuya was made to believe that he had to take full responsibility when a relationship doesn’t work because of his relatives, and i think he was set on doing the same with this Massu’s situation, and the reason he could share it with Izumi is because she’s not the person he’s taking responsibility for). On top of that, Sakuya remains Masumi’s elder, and Sakuya does want to be someone people rely on - he wants to be a big brother figure, and i think he wouldn’t have wanted or known how much of this responsibility he could share with Masumi knowing that. And i don’t think it’s healthy! but it’s perfectly understandable from Sakuya’s perspective and the specific way he shoulders responsibilities because i will fistfight his family his family sucked.

As for Itaru, on this one we only got the reveals about how deep this lack of trust Itaru had for people ran only recently, so imo early on you just need to take it at face value and hope when you get to know more, it’ll click. Realizing he doesn’t want to be alone anymore and wants to be more with Spring is a turning point from this set up about him, so he can only develop from here.

For why no one really told him off about it, i guess i can understand the grip ahah. imo i think everyone worried already enough that he was talking about leaving the company this was the priority to discuss and i do think talking about his ankle at that point may have not worked with the pacing of the emotional moment. I wouldn’t have minded seeing some of them being more worried about it in general though.

In the end the thing with Spring is that aside from Tsuzuru, they are all people who come from background where communication isn’t their forte. Sakuya fears he’s never good enough, Masumi never even had to face how lonely his life had made him until now (and i think he specifically lashes on the director because it’s the first time he feels like he wants a connection with anyone in his life and he doesn’t know what to do with it. I find his obsession creepy imo but i also see where it’s coming from), Itaru has severe trust issues and rather be solo in general, and Citron hides a lot about himself.

and i think, we have Tsuzuru has never been really alone ever, and he takes a lot of responsibility, (though there’s a few things about his background we learn later that shows he still has similar struggles than the rest of his troupe regarding some.. broken connection, which he vagues at in the Spring chapter (... which is something i only noticed on my reread knowing that so i wouldn’t blame you for not catching it))  but he’s also trying to do things for himself for once in his life. Ultimately he knows how to communicate more in general but he has that going on for him, and especially, i think his way to communicate or connect may be too foreign for the rest of the troupe for a smooth connection off the bat.

All of them are trying to connect in their own ways coming from those complicated feelings they have about connection imo... and i do find it fascinating. 

I see Spring a lot like, the kids who had to grow up too fast and the adults who are unhappy with where their adult lives have taken them and the expectations pushed upon them who yet are trying to cope on their own mostly because they have reasons to feel unsafe otherwise. (Tsuzuru is a bit in between imo bc he’s not “unsafe” yet and he’s already taking himself back in hands with the expectations things, but anyway, i am. trying to keep it short, believe it or not) And they’re still navigating where that leaves them as people, and where that leaves them in their connection with others, and especially with each other because in the end they’re all yearning to connect especially with one another, and just don’t know how to reconcile this desire with who they have been all this time to cope through all of this.

All of this is present in the Spring intro chapter but ^^” i could imagine that without having the full picture those aren’t things that may be easily picked up as important for their characterizations. But honestly there’s a throve of details in the writing to flesh them out when you know where to look and i find it fascinating. (but also i like. relived this chapter 5 times, 4 of which after i’ve seen most of their development, and my first read is so long ago i think i just overthink everything DLKJFDLKF and like, Spring was one of my least favorite at first read bc i struggled to connect with them, so it’s not like i don’t get you, it’s just. nowadays, spring is care spring is love and i cry over their intro chap a lot.)

Anyway i guess i get what you felt still, but, idk maybe i feel strongly about it ahah, i like the way the characters stand out from one another even in the moments that are probably just.. stupid, but in a “they wouldn’t know how to do better because of what’s holding them back” way.

i feel like “lack of communication” is a problem every troupe have to various degree and for different reasons, but the whole thing is about trying to figure out how to fix that and work it with them. Some are more forward than others (like, Summer, mostly because Tenma and Yuki are stubborn and loud and straightforward in their own way)(”than others” i have so much to say about this i’m holding back dLKFJD) but i think it depends also a lot on some thematic it wants to tackle and the spirit of the characters in each troupe. It changes as the story progresses but yeah after all, they are all strangers. And while the game mentions they have a few months to prepare for their play, it was reckoned that every play takes one month to prepare, so it doesn’t really give a lot of time on their first play to really figure out everything they need to work on.

Spring, in essence, as a season, is about blooming back after Winter, after sadness and hardship, and learning how to slowly open up again. So imo their intro chap have to reflect that slow progress for them. While Summer can afford to be more loud, straight to the point (and even there it’s not always easy), Summer is full of learning from their mistake, living in the Now, in the Moment. So their season thematic reflects a bit in their intro chap at least. (ofc they all grow from there though but that’s still interesting imo).

anyway i rambled LDFJDLKFJFDLK

I didn’t mean it in a way to say your reading is invalid though!! sorry if it feels that way, i’ve tried rewriting it a few times DLKFJDLFK i just have a lot of emotions about Spring and the points you mentioned made me think about some stuff about it. 

ANYWAY

if you want to share your thoughts about summer too and the rest you’re always welcomed o7 i’m glad you’re still enjoying your stay, and i hope you’ll keep enjoying the ride!

And Take care!