#2. passed out right after the film (it was early)

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me when sad media piece about romantic relationship: light work no reaction

me when sad media piece about sibling dynamic: oh. okay. its got a little kick.

me when sad media piece about child-parental figure dynamic: LET ME GET UP LET ME GET UP LET ME GET UP ELT MEGET UP ELT ME GET UP ELTMR FJETY UP LEGBR LE FEOT UP

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And they were roommates

(Captain John price x F!reader)

Summary: that captain wants somewhere more homely to settle down and when an offer like yours comes alight on Zillow he must take up on it.

Warnings: some awkward moments but nothing crazy.

part 1 - Part two!!! - part 3 - part 4

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You indeed did not see John price the next morning but what you did see was a handwritten note stuck to the fridge beneath a magnet.

“Good morning, as I mentioned my job is demanding. I’m not sure how long I'll be gone for but I can estimate at least a month. If you need me, my phone number is below along with my check for this month's rent and the next. - John price”

You reach for the envelope that is attached behind the note and pull it open and what the fuck. You knew he had to have money but in what world would someone pay this much rent for a house with a roommate? You immediately grab your own checkbook and write him for the amount that’s overpaid, making a mental note to make sure you give it to him.

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Weeks pass slowly and life goes on as it did before. The only difference is you're no longer struggling to make ends meet. So to celebrate your success you order that 6 foot canvas you’d been wanting for ages and a new oil paint.

When you got the notification that it had arrived, thank god for two day shipping, you squealed and ran to grab it before the mailman even walked away. He offered to help you as he watched you give it a bear hug and waddle it through your door yelling out a meek ‘no Thankyou’. You dragged it down the hallway and into the sunroom resting it up against the wall. Ripping the clear plastic film off of new canvases comes in third place to the best things in life.

Sitting in the sun that evening you stroke deep blue oil paints that try their best to replicate ocean waters, and white specks that wish they could induce the same feelings stars do.

You’ve been at this same painting for 3 weeks, coming home and straight to it. Now that it’s finally done it sits sunbathing till it dries. You still visit it and admire its larger than life beauty.

John’s been gone for 1 month and 3 weeks now and in that time some problems have arisen, 1. The faucet in the kitchen leaks and below it the pipe also leaks and the only plumber that’s willing to drive out to your house and inspect it says he won’t be available for another week which means the water bill will sky rocketing till then. And 2. you have no idea where the huge painting will go.

You walk around wondering where to place it. You thought maybe the living room, or even in your room but after testing both those places it still didn’t look right. You can only think of one other place which is the hallway to John’s room. Of course that spot is perfect, maybe he wouldn’t notice since he only spent one night here. You grabbed the drill and got to work mounting it immediately. Once all was said and done you gave it a once over, smiled, snapped a picture of it to send to your sister and walked away.

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John arrived back exactly at the two month mark early in the AM. He opened the house door as quietly as possible and removed his boots by the door to avoid the creaking wood of the floor and continued sluggishly hauling his bag to his room. Being the man he is, he notices everything, those watchful eyes of his never miss a detail so he does indeed notice and take a second to admire the newly found painting hung in front of his bedroom door before unlocking it to set his stuff down.

After a much needed and appreciated shower he reads the clock at 7AM thinking he can sleep for a little, that is of course until he hears a knock at the door. Making his way down the hall he peeps through the window and sees a handyman?

“Good morning sir, how can I help you?” He says opening the door.

“Good morning, your wife called for a leaking pipe, told her I’d come by sometime today.” He looks down the hall towards your room and confirms the fact that you're definitely still very well asleep.

“My wife? Oh yes my wife, that lady I could’ve sworn I told her to cancel this appointment we actually got it all sorted out.” He lies like it's second nature.

“I actually charge a late cancellation fee that must be paid upfront.” He inquires slightly annoyed.

“How much?” John replies feeling sorry for this man that drove out here and is now being sent away.

“100$ flat.” John shuts the door and quickly fetches his wallet from the pocket of his cargo pants and returns with two bills one for the inconvenience and sends the man on his way.

Sleep can wait.

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You wake up to the sound of clanking in the kitchen and as a woman that technically lives alone in the middle of the forest you're terrified.

Grabbing the bat beside your bed still fully dressed in the least threatening attire, you tiptoe to the source of the noise and breathe out the strongest sigh of relief ever known to man.

“Jesus Christ John you scared me, what’re you doing?” You loudly admit startling him in return.

“Fixing this pipe that you called an overpriced handyman for.” You stare at him subconsciously admiring the way he looks, slightly disheveled, face screwed in concentration and strong hands twisting the wrench in his hand and let’s not mention the rise of his shirt.

“You okay?” He says removing himself from under the sink leaning back on his knees to stare up at you.

“Yeah, yes I’m so sorry, um so where did the handy man go?” He stands with a grunt and leans his back against the counter.

“On his merry way.” He replies, turning around to turn the faucet on checking if it leaks, then off to see if it still drips and as he expects, it does neither.

“How much do I owe you for the late cancellation fee?” That man has handled your plumbing issues before and you’ve definitely canceled late more than once.

“Technically you didn’t cancel on him, I did so don’t worry.” He says picking his tools up off the ground placing them messily into the tool box.

“Well Thank You.” You say awkwardly.

“Of course.” He smiles making the dimples beneath his beard awfully noticeable.

“Oh and by the way your rent is only two thousand five hundred a month.” You say walking to the kitchen drawer beside him and pulling out a check that’s already filled out and handing it to him.

“Utilities included?” He asks, grabbing the check written out for three thousand and also taking in notice that same scent that clung to those sheets you made his bed with weeks ago as you sweep by.

“Yeah I don’t mind paying more cause I mean look around, this place has my style written all over it which makes it feel more like mine than yours.” He looks baffled at your reasoning.

“I actually like the decorations, not sure I’d change a thing about it.” You laugh at what has to be a lie.

“I doubt it.” You chuckle and slightly blush at his kindness.

“No I'm serious, I especially love that painting in the hallway, where’d you get it?” You seem surprised at the mention of it and even more flattered at the compliment.

“I actually painted it.��� He gives you a surprised look.

“See you’re even hand painting the art, please I can afford much more than twenty five hundred.” You act like you're considering it for a moment.

“As much as I’d appreciate it, I'm already grateful for what you pay.” You say truthfully.

“Also, welcome home.” You quip before turning around walking back towards your room to get ready for the day

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John’s been home for nearly two weeks now and he’s slightly growing on you and you on him. You co-exist in harmony most times. That doesn’t mean the two of you still don’t clash from time to time.

“Good morning.” He says scrambling eggs in a pan as you walk into the kitchen reaching in the cabinet for a coffee mug.

“Morning to you too.” You say groggily, setting your feet flat on the ground and placing the cup on the counter, reaching for the pot to pour some coffee.

“If I can just- oh I’m so sorry.” He says accidentally bumping into you making the coffee spill on the counter.

“Oh no don’t worry about it, I can just clean it.” You say turning around quickly to go grab paper towels and end up accidentally running into his chest.

He grabs your shoulders to hold you in place and let your brain catch up with the speed of events.

“We will learn to both be in the kitchen together someday.” You affirm with a laugh that makes you feel alive.

“Hey the first week this happened almost everyday. If anything this is a huge improvement.” He jokingly abides.

“True.” You say as he turns around handing you the kitchen towel to clean it up. He watches you with amused eyes and a smile that still hasn’t left either of your faces and for a second something alights in John something that scares him so bad he doesn’t hear a thing you’re saying.

“John, I said did you sleep well?” You speak a bit louder, snapping him out of it.

“Yeah darling sorry I’m just going to take this to my office. I've got some work to cover.” He says hurriedly plating his food and scurrying off.

“Okay well I’ll be heading to work soon.” He doesn’t even let you finish before closing the door leaving you to stand there a little stumped.

“So I’ll assume he didn’t sleep well.” You say to yourself before pouring another cup and heading to your room to get changed.

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Blackmail 2 | KTH

Pairing: Idol!taehyung x reader

Genre: smut, angst. Five shot

Synopsis: being part of their staff meant you had to be around them all the time, Taehyung has a checklist of all the girls he slept with and filmed and you were next on the list, as he lures you using several ways one of them being actually showing you the content he films, before you finally give in and he actually films you to tick you off of his list. Little do you know it’s the biggest mistake ever.

Disclaimer: events and incidents in this fiction are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. This does not resemble Taehyung’s character whatsoever.

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“Put more on the grill.” You whine at your friends, you’re a little greedy at this point and a little tipsy. You and your friends were at a nearby barbeque restaurant in the city having pork belly and alcohol for your last night before travelling away to London for the tour.

“You need to stop eating.” Luna slaps your hand down so you drop the tongs and your pair of chopsticks. “You’re going to get sick and we have a flight to catch tomorrow night.”

You roll your eyes and hold the tongs again and put the last piece of pork belly on the grill, your group of friends were arguing over a major heated topic that you barely could hear when you’re sitting at the end of the table. “I can’t hear you.”

“She’s talking about her night with Kook.” Luna pulls your chair closer for you to hear Sona speak. “He’s incredible and charming and romantic. I’ve never had anyone like him.”

“He doesn’t film you nor do any weird shit does he?” One of the girls asks and right away you could tell that she’s talking about Taehyung which makes you scoff, and speaking of the devil he texts you at the exact second.

9:24 | KTH:

Wyd?

9:25 | KTH:

Wanna meet up tonight?

Your fingers type back immediately.

9:25 | You:

Can’t I’m out with my friends.

As if that’s the only thing stopping you from meeting up with him.

9:25 | KTH

We’ll hang out in your place when you’re done. Deal?

You’re a little too drunk to say no, so you actually end up on leaving him on read, knowing damn well he will join you even if you refused.

You get to your place and the alcohol is now running through your system and your body feels hot to the touch, you’re drunk, but not drunk enough to pass out or anything. You just feel loose and sleepy.

You don’t recall giving him your address but when you’re about to close the door to your place, the foot that stood in the way back in Osaka is now standing in the way again, stopping you from pushing the door  further to shut it. Of course it’s him, this time you could easily recognize him with only a cap covering his head.

He doesn’t hesitate to invite himself in as he speaks. “I love your place.”

You eyes roll to the back of your head when you huff,  and you close the door after him before putting your purse and phone down. “Did I tell you it was okay to come?”

“You didn’t tell me to come over.” He looks at you confused and you nod your head. “Yeah, exactly.” And he pouts. “I was done early with the rehearsals I thought I should drop by and say hi.”

“Hi.” You fake a smile before straightening your face. “Goodbye.” And as if that’s his cue to make himself comfortable, he yanks off his shoes and lands onto your couch. “I’ll have wine please.”

“We’re flying tomorrow we can’t drink.” You didn’t think this through before you said it, he laughs and tilts his head. “Honey, I can smell the Soju from over here.”

“Damn it, alright.” You go to your kitchen and grab a bottle of wine and one single glass for him.

“I thought you threw it away.” He calls from the living room and you rush out to see him holding the box that was near your apartment door, opening it with a smirk on his face and looking through the stuff. “I’m glad you didn’t, those are actually expensive.”

“I’m not into your weird kinky shit, Taehyung.” You put the wine bottle down and sit down onto your couch. He takes the seat next to you and puts the box down onto the coffee table, rummaging through the stuff inside until he fishes out the butt plug. Or vibrator damn it.

“Have you tried one before?” He asks as he turns on the little purple device and it starts vibrating into his hand, he keeps clicking a couple times to change the pattern before turning his head towards you. “Y/N?”

“No offense, but I think toys are pathetic.” You laugh, of course he’s offended, he even scoffs and shakes his head left and right, denying the fact that you actually just said that.

And to prove you wrong, he clicks once onto the device and now it’s pulsating in a different pattern, before he presses it against your vagina through the dress you’re wearing, the sudden contact of the purple device makes your entire body stiffen right away, you’re not sure if you felt like that before, you even hold the fabric of your dress into your fists.

Taehyung seizes the opportunity and wraps an arm around your shoulder as he leans his forehead against the side of your head, inhaling your scent and watching you suffer to hide that it actually feels fantastic.

He dares to click onto the device again and the pattern changes right away making you flinch in your seat, this pattern was stronger and more frequent and  faster than the one before, your body heats up and you feel yourself clenching onto nothing in your panties. Your eyes expose you as they shut down and your head falls back against the couch, and as Taehyung’s head slips away from your face his eyes now lock onto your lips.

The lips he stared at all the time from a far are right here in front of him begging to be kissed and bitten, and he goes feral once you bite onto your lower lip trying to stop the little whimpers that are about to escape your lips.

You can’t control your body anymore, you press your thighs tighter against each other which makes the tiny stupid device press harder against your clit that’s now throbbing into your panties, you’re already soaked there and if you actually stood up you can see the damp little spot on the back of your sky blue dress.

And Taehyung can’t control himself too as he finally presses his lips against yours and kisses you, he feels himself finally getting satiated as he sucks onto them, he roams his tongue inside your mouth and you surprisingly kiss back, which again makes him seize the chance and moves the device under your dress and presses it against your panties. Your breath hitches and your head falls to the side, exposing your neck to him and he dives right in to lick all the way from your collarbone to the back of your ear.

Your body tenses and the grip onto your dress is getting tighter, your breath is quickening and your ears are starting to buzz, it feels so tight in your stomach and you know you’re about to let go. “Mmm.” Uncontrollably escapes your lips and you cover your mouth using the back of your hand. “Are you gonna cum?” His deep voice rings into your ear, his hand that’s holding the vibrator moves left and right to add friction onto your cunt, it’s too overwhelming to you and you feel yourself seconds from cumming, so you hold onto his wrist and try to stop him, your mind is telling you don’t but your body isn’t even listening, you could force him to stop but you physically can’t.

The orgasm takes over your entire body and you feel your lungs deflating, you gasp for a breath and dig your nails into his skin, your sharp breaths are driving him feral and he could go down on his knees right now and beg to fuck you. “Right there, that’s it, cum for me.”

“St.. stop.” You barely whimper, as if the alcohol wasn’t enough for your face to be flushed red and now the orgasm screws you up even more. Taehyung doesn’t even move his hand away as he sees your body shudder next to him, totally overwhelmed by the intense orgasm, your head turns towards him with your eyes half open, his glance meets yours with the dirty smirk on his face, biting onto his lower lip and switching his gaze to your lips.

And holy fuck you have no idea what went through you, your head no longer functions and you can’t comprehend anything but the fact that you’re willing to do anything he wants. The way this man stares at you made you feel like the true woman you are, it made you feel sexy.

“So a vibrator is pathetic but a makeup brush isn’t?” He steals a kiss from your lips and finally turns off the vibrator and throws it onto the couch between you two, you clear your throat and finally relax your legs still trying to catch your breath before you speak. “I’ll do it.”

Jackpot. Honestly he knew you’d agree at some point so he saw it coming, he thought it would take him more time but it happened a little sooner than he thought.

A satisfied grin lingers on his face and he finally gets up onto his feet. “Excellent, make sure you pack these in your luggage, we’ll need it.” He points his head towards the box that had the costume, you clear your throat and get up. “Can’t it happen without it?”

“Trust me, it’ll feel ten times better when you’re wearing it.” He sounds convincing as he pinches your cheek lightly. “I’ll see you in London.”

Let’s just hope you don’t regret this in the morning.

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You spent your entire day packing because this trip was the longest, your stomach keeps constantly dropping and tickling you when you remember what you agreed on the night before, a part of you wanted to actually back away and call it off, but the largest portion of you was clearly careless since this is just a one time thing.

You grab onto the velvet ribbon and untie it to reveal what the box contains, even when the entire thing is catchy to the eye, but still the purple device is where your eyes lands first, you curiously grab onto it and twist and turn it in your hands, before pressing onto the little golden button and it turns on, you audibly gasp as if you did it by mistake, but clearly you didn’t.

Did he send every girl he slept with a vibrator or what? You scoff and turn it off before shoving it into your suitcase, along with the little piece of clothing before closing your bag and putting it near your door.

Getting to the airport has always been this chaotic, you honestly had no idea why’d they put up their schedule anyway but hey, to each their own.

Right when you get to the security and your suitcase goes in for inspection on the belt, your heart drops when the guards ask. “Ma’am, does this bag belong to you?”

A little dumbfounded and worried, but still you answer even when you’re about to choke onto your coffee. “Yeah, it’s mine.”  

“Do you have something that’s battery operated in this bag?” The security guard asks as he’s taking the bag out from the belt, his hands barely touching the zipper.

And holy fuck you know what he’s talking about and fuck you Kim Taehyung for such stupid “Gift.”

Think Y/N, you better think fast.

Worst case scenario he opens the bag and it’s right there hidden between your clothes and you’re exposed in front of the entire staff that are right behind you waiting for their luggage to be inspected, what else could happen? Of course the security guards have seen these things before and you’re probably overthinking it, it’s just a toy for crying out loud, and of course he won’t just take it out and show it to everyone, or will he?

Fuck, okay you’re nothing thinking Y/N, because your suitcase is already unzipped and the guard is inspecting through it.

What else could be battery operated? How could you even convince him when he’s seconds away from embarrassing you in front of your coworkers and supervisors. Fuck it hurts more that another guard is standing right behind him and watching your bag being inspected. You watch their faces carefully waiting for them to show a reaction. God your walk through the gate will be a walk of shame.

“It’s an electric toothbrush.” Luckily he finds your toothbrush along with your water floss which makes the guard yell, “Next.” And close your bag.

Your face has already gone pale and you broke into cold sweat at just the thought of being exposed in public, your pounding heart in your chest feels like you climbed up 10 floors running and it takes a hot minute to calm down and you promise yourself that this can’t happen again.

You’re not even entirely sure that this is worth it to begin with.

Even when the long flight there was truly exhausting, with two stops and over 16 hours flying, it was more than enough for you to rest and maybe try and forget what happened earlier, you were insanely jet lagged and your body can’t buffer anymore, you can’t comprehend anything but the fact that you desperately need a bed to lay down on like right now.

And again you promise yourself that once you get to London you’re throwing away the stupid purple device in the nearest trash bin to avoid going through what happened earlier again.

Finally you get to the hotel room and you were lucky to have a king size bed all for you, you’re almost 9 hours behind your sleeping schedule so you quickly get into the shower and dive into the bed to catch onto some sleep.

Everyone was jet lagged and exhausted, the concert was still a couple days away so everyone had time to rest and time to take a walk around the city, you made sure to get enough sleep in order to go and explore London with your friends, and as you were having fish and chips on the streets your phone buzzes a couple texts.

5:53 | KTH

Done with the rehearsals, see u at 8 in my room and put the costume on J

It doesn’t take you seconds to reply with only thumbs up and sliding your phone back into your pocket, you need to head back earlier to your room to get ready, the man has slept with so many women that you feel the need to stand out in some way.

As for him? The usual routine before hooking up with someone nothing too special, a shower and a little clean up shave before wrapping the bath towel around his waist before he walks towards his carry on.

The sound of the zipper being opened is the only sound that’s heard in the room before he digs in to take out what he needs.

A couple Go-pros, handcuffs, blindfolds, his Nikon camera and a couple massage oils, and most importantly, his belt that he slides out of his jeans that he was wearing earlier. He takes one quick scan at the room trying to figure out where to hide the cameras.

The Go-pros can easily fit behind the table lamps on each side of the bed, and one near the TV, his Nikon camera hides pretty well in the closet that he leaves it’s door slid open enough for the lens to catch everything. He puts the blindfolds and handcuffs on the bed before putting his carry on back down onto the floor.

Taehyung doesn’t even bother to bring along condoms, he’s very hygienic and he knows you’re safe too, he did have to dig deep into your medical record that’s archived in the company to figure it out, but hey safety comes first. He never believed in condoms and he’s very careful when it comes to pulling out.

He takes one quick glance at the time on his phone and it’s already 8, so he takes one last spin around the room to click the record button on all the 5 cameras he set up.

He even sets up one last Go-pro near the headboard of the bed and finally hits the last record button, before scanning the room again to make sure that they’re all well hidden. And they really are, he’s been doing this for over a year now that he got so good at hiding them.

As for you, you were standing in front of the bathroom mirror admiring the way you look, your body is reacting upon your reflection and that douche was right. It already feels great to know that you look really sexy. In the back of your mind you were questioning yourself, are you really doing this?

You grab the bathrobe and put it on before leaving your room, you look around the corridor and the hallway is completely empty since everyone is either sleeping or having a night out. You had to take the elevator up in order to get to his room and you were on your tiptoes hoping that you don’t bump into someone when you’re wearing heavy makeup and a red lipstick, oh and in a bathrobe. You think it’s really obvious that you’re meeting up with someone and it probably is.

You make your way to his room and knock on the door, and there’s no answer. You look at the time and it’s a little past 8:30. You’re not that late and you’re pretty sure he’s in his room.

He is. He’s on the other side of the door watching you through the peephole and waiting for an entire minute to unlock his door, it was his sick way of teaching you a lesson to never be late, and when he says be there at 8, it means you have to be there by 8.

“Hey.” He opens the door and tilts his head inside. “Come on in, how are you?”

You’re fuming at the fact that you had to keep knocking on his door for a good amount of time and he knows you can’t be seen, specially that in the room next to him is probably one of the boys or one of their managers.

“What took you so long?” You get inside and rush to close the door behind you, the auto lock immediately activating and you hear it clicking shut. You don’t dare to look up from the floor when you clearly see him wearing only a towel around his waist, the idea itself was intimidating to you, you’re about to have sex with the man that millions of girls love and adore, and holy fuck he’s standing right there trying so hard to draw an image of what you look like underneath that little bathrobe.

“May I?” He stands behind you, his fingers fidgeting with the rope tied around your waist, and you clear your throat and nod a hesitant “Yes.”

He loosens it around your body and pulls it off of you ever so gently, you feel his breath hitting the nape of your neck and it sends shivers down your body that you shrug your shoulders up and shiver clearly making him laugh quietly. “You’re so cute.”

That wasn’t what you were hoping to hear when you’re all dolled up in the costume he bought, his eyes pierce down your shoulders and back, slowly taking his time to look down your ass, he cannot believe his eyes that it’s right there in front of him.

Now Taehyung doesn’t usually do this, he usually cuts to the chase and immediately gets to work but with you he took his time, he knows you’re new to this, your past experiences were considered quite trash to him, so he felt the need to butter up his bread and be gentle at first, before showing you his true colors.

“Did you get the rest of the stuff?” He asks.

“Yeah.” You hand him the stupid purple device that’s been giving you nightmares, he grabs it into his hands and walks inside to sit onto the bed, man spreading his legs apart enough for you to clearly see what’s under the towel. You take a couple steps towards the bed and he grabs onto your hands before pulling you towards him to sit onto his leg. “Come here let me kiss you.”

He cups your cheeks and pulls you in to kiss you once, the second time he licks your lips and bite onto your bottom lip and gently tugging it back before kissing you, his other hand running up your thigh and his fingers tracing the suspenders you were wearing softly.

Your hands stay onto your legs when you have no idea what to do, he pulls back and wraps one arm around your waist to pull you down onto the bed and getting on top of you. “Is this good?” He whispers, making sure that so far you’re okay and you are, and you barely whisper a ‘Yes’ before he continues, he spreads your legs apart to position comfortably between them, the big clear bulge in his towel now presses against your clothed core on purpose and holy fuck he’s rock hard.

He proceeds to kiss you on the lips again and you kiss back, hardly able to focus when he keeps poking and grinding against the stupid leather piece that you wish didn’t exist. “Mmm.” Your hand runs down his chest and the other wraps around his neck, your mouths merging together into wet kisses that are slowly turning into a sloppy make out session.

The pressure against your cunt also turns into grinding, and you’re pretty sure if he doesn’t stop you’d cum in seconds as this was really arousing to you. The pressure increases against your covered entrance which makes you hold your breath and pull back from the kiss, your head falling back against the bed.

He buries his face in the crook of your neck and kisses your ear, grazing his teeth against the shell as he whispers. “I’m going to fuck you senseless Y/N, you’ve never been fucked like this believe me.”

The man knows the piece you’re wearing like the back of his hand, he knows where exactly to unbutton it and pull it off of your body, this time he’s not teasing or going slow, he’s going all in and sliding it off of your body, leaving you wearing the stockings and the suspenders that are holding them up. A satisfied smug smirk sits on his face when his eyes burn through your entire body, wondering where to start? He cannot wait to put his mouth on you.

He carries you up using one hand and throws you to sit in the middle of the bed, you gasp when you feel something cold underneath your butt and you look there to find the pair of handcuffs that he had prepared. Your stomach drops when you see that not only he had the handcuffs prepared, there was a belt and a blindfold. You saw girls wearing something similar to it in the videos he showed you. “Taehyung no.”

“Baby I wasn’t asking.” The same smirk getting bigger, he does try a little hard to persuade you into it. “It will feel ten times better trust me.”

“I can’t put those on.” You argue back which makes him laugh. “Come on Y/N, we’ll have a safe word if you want me to stop, okay?”

“A safe word?” You scoff. “I’ll tell you to stop and that’s it.” And he takes that as a yes, he doesn’t waste a second as he grabs the blindfold and wraps it around your head, tightening it a little and asking. “All good?”

“Mhm.” You hum, your body tenses the moment your eyes get covered and you get anxious when you don’t know what he’s doing or the mere idea of when or where he’s going to touch you next. “I’m right here.” He grazes the side of your shoulder with what feels like the back of his hand as if he knew that you’re worried. “Give me your hands.”

It takes you seconds to put both your palms up towards him, he puts the handcuffs around your wrists and tightens them enough for you to not be able to rotate them enough. “Fuck.” You mumble when you realize you can’t see nor touch anything around you, and honestly you would easily panic but you had no idea what went through you, you were never into kinky stuff but apparently you’re willing to do it now.

“Fuck!” You gasp again when you’re suddenly pulled so your back fully lands on the bed, your breath hitches and your chest rises faster when you feel your legs being spread open. Holy fuck you can’t see anything, you can feel his hands on the back of your thighs and you can feel his hot breaths getting closer to your inner thighs too, but you can’t see his face and you probably won’t be able to see him savoring you.

You feel the wetness and the warmth of his mouth when he licks a long trail from your entrance to your clit, then moving lower to the inner of your thigh, kissing and sucking on your skin until the color changes into a dark shade of red. “Shit.” You start fighting the handcuffs and you can hear them clicking and behind that is the sound of him chuckling. “You’re doing good baby girl.”

He proceeds to wrap his mouth around your throbbing clit and flicks his tongue against it, moving his head to add more friction as he runs his hand on the back of your thigh. You taste so good on his mouth, he doesn’t waste a drop leaking out of your cunt and he licks you clean.

Your clenched jaw finally drops when he slides two fingers inside you and curling them against your spot, your legs automatically close and he forcefully spreads them back open and starts thrusting his fingers while using his thumb to rub your clit in circular motion as he kisses your inner thighs.

His eyes spot the Go-pro that’s been sitting on the nightstand and he reaches over to grab it and film your clit being fucked with his fingers up close. “Mmm, fuck.” The sounds you make are the cherry on the top to the clip he’s filming, he comes in closer to suck onto your clit and turns the camera to show it clearly.

As for you, you now know why he uses the handcuffs and the blindfolds. The element of surprise was really arousing, it felt insanely good to not know where you’re about to be touch, you had no idea what’s coming up next when your eyes were covered, and your restricted hands basically stopped you from either touching him or touching yourself, he wants to make you feel good on his own and he didn’t need help.

Even the second you started grinding your hips against his face he used his full strength to stop you and dive into your cunt deeper than before, which made your chest heave faster, you’re so near you feel your stomach getting tighter and your pussy keeps clenching around his fingers. “I need to cum. Taehyung please, don’t stop.”

“Mmm.” He savors every seconds he gets to taste you and his eyes even shut close at how fucking tasty you are, he pulls back to spit onto your clit and dive back in, you were a drenching wet mess in seconds when you cum, your head falls back against the pillow and your sharp breaths are now louder, your legs fight the urge to shut close so they start shaking. “Holy fuck.” Even when your hands are cuffed together, you were still able to reach his hair and tug onto it tight enough to make him go insane.

It’s all caught on camera and you had no idea, Taehyung was more than satisfied on what he got so far because you look like a fucking porn star and you sound like one. He hides the camera back behind the table lamp on the night stand and climbs up to kiss you on the lips.

You wrap your legs around him and you can feel that the towel is still on him, and you’re cheeky enough to fidget the top of the towel with your fingers and slide it off which makes you earn a spank onto your ass that resonates through the walls of the hotel room. “Look at my little whore being all greedy for my cock, you wanna taste that cock that’s going to fuck you until you pass out? Hmm?” You can only hear him and he’s already breathless.

And on regular basis you would’ve fucked up his face if he called you a whore, but in bed everything is allowed, including what you hear ringing right near your ear, is it the belt you saw earlier?

“Fuck.” Your entire body is turned so you land on your face, your arms uncomfortably sit underneath you and in seconds he realizes the problem and fixes it, lifting your arms up to sit above your head. You can feel the mattress sinking when he gets out of the bed and gets onto his feet but again, you being blindfolded meant you cannot expect what’s about to happen.

Him on the other hand grabs the same Go-pro again and gets closer to your ass, spanking it with his large hand and digging his fingers into it to jiggle it. His obsession with the female body had him go insane. He moves down to your feet and films them as he’s running his hands onto them and up your calves, slowly moving up to the back of your thighs and gets closer with the camera to film your swollen pussy and perked hole from behind.

He delivers another spank to your other ass cheek this time and moves up to your back, tracing his finger up your spine to the back of your neck, moving to your hair to collect it all into his hand and lift your face up from the pillow. “Look at that beautiful face, this is where I’m gonna cum.” And he spits onto your lips before stealing a quick kiss. “I’m gonna cum inside this big mouth of yours.”

You hear the belt again which makes your stomach clench, you’re high key scared and fucking ruined at the same time, do you really want him to spank you?

“Ha! Fuck!” You yell, squeezing the pillows into your fists when he spanks you with the belt onto your ass, it’s mixed feelings really, both painful and extremely arousing. “Again, please, do it again.” And now you’re begging him to do it again?

He delivers another spank right away onto the same spot and you cannot see it, but it’s already marked onto your ass and it’s dark red. “Please Taehyung, again.” And he goes right in, this time onto your other ass cheek and it feels so fucking good, you’re startled when he helps you get onto your knees to put your ass up with your face still down onto the pillow, and this time he spanks again, hitting your cunt with the belt and making you arch your back and moan his name off of the top of your lungs.

He finally puts the Go-pro down onto the night stand and positions himself behind you, totally proud of the marks he left onto your skin. He spits onto his palm and strokes his cock before pointing the head to your entrance, slowly teasing you by trying to push it in but you were clenching repeatedly. “Relax for me, will you?”

You try and obey but you can’t, especially when he keeps rubbing against you and touching you all over your body, it’s already making you seconds away from reaching another orgasm and your stamina wasn’t that good to begin with. He tries to push into you again but you’re way too tight when you’re all clenched. He grabs you by your hair to pull you up forcefully. “Do you wanna be fucked or not?”

“Yes please.” You cry out, he pushes you back into the pillow and this time pushes inside you even when there’s resistance to begin with making you gasp and arch your back right away. Your cunt swallows him inside and you feel him stretching you with every single curve of his cock, he’s fucking you raw and you were completely okay with it because it felt insanely good.

Fuck, your body is acting up on the stretch of his head inside you, your stomach feels tight and with minimal amount of grinding against him, you cum again and relax around him. “Holy fuck did you just cum?”

He doesn’t get an answer, but you being fucked up on the bed and fighting to catch a breath is quite the answer he needed. He takes one look to your cunt and pulls back a little, you’ve already creamed on the head of his cock and drenched him. “Fuck.” He pulls his cock entirely out and slides in one finger to taste your cum, he’s cursing under his breath because this has never happened with him.

“Fucking god please.” You cry out again when he pushes back inside you, this time pushing further more of his cock , the stretch is nothing like you’ve felt before and you’re not even sure you can take him full. You’re over stimulated and you haven’t even calmed down from your previous high and he’s not planning to give you any breaks soon.

“Fuck, look at that little pussy wrapped around my cock, it feels so good to fuck you Y/N.” He grits onto his own teeth, he pulls back and pushes back in making you arch your back again, he takes up his pace and in seconds you feel yourself chasing another orgasm, and the only way you can announce that you’re about to cum is using your mouth and you’re already choking up on words, so you slam your fists against the pillow repeatedly, which makes him move inside you even faster and fuck you’re cumming again.

It feels so good but holy shit it burns, you cry out his name with your tears that are absorbed by the stupid blindfold you have on, you sob out his name repeatedly and he can feel it, especially with your cunt constantly tightening around him and driving him crazy.

Your body no longer functions and your limbs start shaking, your lower body collapses onto the bed and his cock slides out of you, your legs shut tight to ease down your sore pussy and you’re still crying. “Give me a minute.”

“Shh, you’re okay.” He gets up onto his feet and pours you a cup of water, he sits near your head and helps you sit up to take the blindfold off. You squint your eyes at the sudden exposure of the lights and lift your hand up to try and grab the cup of water but your limbs are shaking nonstop. “You’re okay, it’s okay.” He helps you take a couple sips of water before putting the cup down. “Better?”

You barely nod your head, he inches closer to kiss you on the lips and neck, moving down to your chest and kneading it into his hand. “Lay down.” And you lay your back down on the bed, he adjusts you to dangle your head on the edge of the bed and gets up onto his feet, his enormous cock sitting in his hand while he’s stroking it.

He takes a step closer to your face and brushes the head of his cock against the side of your face and lips before pointing the tip to your mouth and with no words needed you open your mouth and it hurts your jaw when you try and take him into your mouth, the size on this man is incredible and you haven’t seen anyone this big before. “Good girl, let me fuck that beautiful face of yours.” And with no hesitation he thrusts his hips against your face forcing more of his cock inside your mouth.

Your gag reflex was something you weren’t so proud of, just as the tip of his dick reaches the back of your tongue you audibly gag right away and pull your head back. “It’s okay, you can do it.”

He forces his cock inside your mouth again this time the head hitting a spot deeper inside your mouth making you gag again and panic to catch a breath. “Taehyung—“

“It’s alright, don’t move.” He grabs onto your hair and pounds right into your mouth, the head now hitting your tonsils and down your throat, you start kicking your legs onto the bed and trying hard to pull back, but he’s got a good grip of your hair and he doesn’t stop and can’t stop. It feels so good to fuck your mouth and watching you struggle to breathe is arousing him even more. “That’s it, you’re such a good girl.” He breathlessly pants and pushes in one last time and holds inside, your face is already turning red and your tears are streaming down your face. You keep coughing against his cock but he doesn’t pull out, he delivers a slap to your cheek and pulls back. Your lungs inflate with oxygen again as you’re gasping for a breath and coughing.

“Your mouth feels so fucking good.” He leans forward to kiss you on the lips before climbing back onto the bed and turning you on your hands and knees again, positioning himself behind you and rubbing the head of his swollen angry cock against your clit and entrance. “I wonder what it feels like inside your ass.”

Your body stiffens again when you know you’re still not ready, your swollen cunt was still sore and hurting, your hands are still cuffed to each other so you won’t be able to support your upper half if you cover up yourself, “Taehyung wait—“ You panic when you feel the head of his cock pointing towards your hole, rubbing against it and wetting it with his own spit, he doesn’t give you time to object as he already tries to push in inside you, the tightness is killing him and his eyes roll to the back of his head when your hole tightens around his shaft.

As for you, you could swear you feel him in your back, it fucking hurts so good. Your back arches and you don’t realize it yet, but you’ve been holding your breath the entire time. “Holy fucking shit Y/N where have you been.” He whimpers, reaching for the massage oil to squirt some onto your ass, he gets really impatient and unscrews the lid before dumping the entire bottle on your whole body and throwing the bottle away across the room. “Don’t move.” Your voice so low, tears are accumulating in your eyes again at the insanely good burn, and with every grunt you let out, your hole keeps clenching around him in a stroke like motion which makes him grab the belt and wrap it around your neck to pull you in closer.

 “Fuck-“ You gasp when he wraps the belt tighter around your neck, the closeness already pushing more of his cock inside you making you scream his name and throw your head back against him. He seizes the chance and bites the shell of your ear while whispering. “I’m going to fucking ruin you Y/N, no one will make you cum the way I can.”

You’re totally fucked you can’t form a sentence, only whimpers and grunts escaping your lips along with sharp breaths, your hard nipples grab his attention and he doesn’t think again before delivering a slap to your tits making you sob out his name, you’re fighting against the cuffs again when you feel them getting on your nerves, you have to use your hands, you need to pull onto something or touch him, your nails are already digging into the inside of your palm hard enough that you’re bleeding making it burn when it mixes with sweat.

You completely lose it when the purple device enters your vagina still turned off, you look at him over your shoulders in utter disbelief, you’re already over stimulated enough without the stupid vibrator. “Taehyung please—“ At this point you’re begging for him to stop, but he doesn’t. He presses onto the stupid golden button twice, knowing exactly what pattern to choose to drive you both insane, “Please, please..” Your eyes meets his, he’s more than satisfied when he looks at your face, all glowing and flushed red, tears are already messing your makeup and your lipstick is smudged. “Cum for me.”

It’s physically impossible for you to cum right now, but he insists on making you cum for the fourth or fifth time tonight, so he pushes the rest of his cock into your ass and starts jerking his hips up against yours, the sounds of your skin meeting fills the room, his thighs and hips meeting your ass cheeks and slapping them with each thrust, and before you know it you feel your orgasm approaching which makes you roll your eyes to the back of your head. “Don’t stop.” You want to reach your end now and you find yourself grinding your hips against his, he pushes you down to land back on your cuffed hands. “Fuck yourself, come on.” He delivers a spank to your ass, finally halting his thrusts, and it takes you a moment to gather some strength and start pounding against him.

Holy fuck this is like a dream coming true to him, he even laughs and keeps spanking onto your ass. “That’s it, keep going.” He throws his head back and clicks again to change the pattern on the vibrator, this pattern is strong enough even when it’s inside your pussy, he could feel it through your walls and it sends vibrations through to his dick. “Keep going.” He grabs the belt and spanks your ass again making you jump in your place and tug onto the bed sheets, crying even louder when you feel yourself seconds away from letting go, the overwhelming pleasure controls your body and you can no longer move against him, you collapse on the bed and fight against the cuffs again.

He loses his patience and holds your hips into his hand to stay inside you as he leaves the bed to get into his feet, he uses both his hands to spread your ass cheeks apart before pounding into it again, this time furiously and not stopping whatsoever, your walls clench around the vibrator once more and you push onto your own core when you finally release your orgasm, your squirt gushing against his cock and thighs making him call out your name. “There you go, good fucking girl.” He rubs your clit and keeps fucking you through your orgasm. “Fucking god, please Taehyung, please..” You gasp for a breath and your walls clenching pushes the vibrator out of you, finally.

He couldn’t fight the impulsive thought of pulling out of you and going down on you, licking every single drop that fell out of your cunt down your thighs, savoring every drop that sits onto his tongue and swallowing it, before sitting back up and pushing back into your ass making you whimper when you feel yourself stuffed to the brim. And he pounds right back into you until you feel his breath quickening and his grip tightening on both your ass cheeks. “Come here.” He pulls out and grabs you by your wrist to get down on your knees to the floor, he grabs the keys from the nightstand and finally takes the cuffs off of your wrists. “Hold your tits out for me and open your mouth.” And your fucked up and fogged brain can’t process anything he said until he man handles you and forcefully makes you obey what he said, sticking his fingers down your throat while he gives his cock the last couple strokes.

You throw your head back and fight the urge to close your eyes when you’re gagging just to look at him and watch him cum right before your eyes, he shoots the first white ribbon onto your face and his balls keep clenching while he’s shooting out the rest of his cum, some end up falling on your chest and the rest goes down your mouth and throat.

And it tastes fucking horrendous.

He looks down at you with his hair all frizzy and all over his face, with sweat dripping down his forehead and even the tip of nose, down to his neck and chest. “Swallow.”

And with his cum still in your mouth you shake your head, you need to spit it out quickly because you can’t handle the taste. People must be lying when they mentioned that it tasted good but that’s total bullshit. “I said swallow.”

You’re about to reject again but he forces your mouth shut and covers it with his hand. “Swallow Y/N.”

And you were forced to swallow even when you’re clearly gagging in front of him. “Good girl.” He grabs his towel from earlier and pats his face dry. “You can go back to your place.” And just like that he enters the bathroom and you hear his shower water running leaving you on his bedroom floor.

You crawl around the room looking for your bathrobe and struggle to put it on, before gathering enough strength to get up onto your feet and leave the room, luckily it’s still late so you won’t be seen around the hotel, and just when the elevator door closes you could swear you heard Hoseok shout. “Hold it.” From a distance, but of course you wouldn’t let him see you like this.

You click the key card to your hotel room and close the door shut behind you, rushing to the toilet and throwing up what you swallowed earlier. You were pretty sure it wasn’t staying in there.

-

You had to get room services twice so they can keep you nourished with soup and warm liquids, and 3 tabs of painkillers and couple hot showers away, you were able to go to work today but you had to walk slowly and get up slowly.

“Good morning.” Taehyung and Jungkook walk into the room with wide smiles on their face, Taehyung putting his phone back into his pocket before throwing his top off and taking his seat onto your station.

“Good morning.” The girls on the station next to you answer them both and you just get to work, nothing personal really, but your tonsils were killing you from what happened the night before.

“Good morning.” Taehyung repeats, looking at your reflection in the mirror and curving his lips up into a little smile, you mirror his smile and nod your head. “Morning.”

“She’s not feeling well today.” Your friend Leah elaborates while she’s working on Jungkook’s face. “Oh no what happened?” Jungkook snaps his head towards you, Taehyung of course knows why so he doesn’t ask.

“The weather got her and she’s having a sore throat.” She adjusts Jungkook’s face and proceeds to work, “I’m alright, she’s just exaggerating.” You force a smile and start dabbing some primer onto Taehyung’s face, while you’re too focused on your job he clears his throat and whispers. “You alright?”

“Mhm.” A simple answer that was more than enough. “If you need anything I’ll be glad to help.” He glances at your face, at this point he’s just feigning this caring personality just to get you to do it again with him when you two are back home. He regrets his promise that this is going to be only one time.

“And by the way, you forgot your uhm.. device, in my room last night.”

“Goodness, please keep it.” You argue right away before laughing. “I don’t think I need it anymore, and I don’t think carrying it around in my suitcase back to Seoul is a brilliant idea.”

He chuckles and leans his head back, “What do you think about last night?” And you nudge him when you feel Jungkook’s eyes on you, he absolutely heard him and now the two of them are waiting for your answer.

“The flight? It was exhausting.” You laugh awkwardly, clearing your throat and turning away to grab the rest of the makeup brushes.

But what you don’t see, is Taehyung smirking at Jungkook and winking him, making the younger nod and give him a thumbs up while mouthing him. “Good choice.”

Last night right after he was done with his shower, he looked around the room knowing it’s empty since he heard the door locking when he went in earlier. He takes a spin around the room to turn off all the Go-pros  and collect them along with his Nikon camera, he calls room service and they’re up in seconds to clean around the room like it was never touched, of course making sure to hide suspicious things before any of the staff enters.

He takes a seat around the little coffee table near the window and turns on his iPad to download the videos of the several different angles he filmed. And of course this isn’t his first time doing it, a quick touch to the movie maker with his apple pencil before he edits the clips, cuts some and mixes some, to produce your own sex tape.

He clicks his tongue at his own dick that’s sitting in his boxers when it low key twitches at the sight of the movie, he can easily cum again if he wanted to, but now is not the time. The tape is around 38 minutes even after cutting some clips, and holy fuck he could watch it again and again.

And on their way to the stadium this morning, him and Jungkook started sharing their experience the night before, Jungkook mentioned something about sleeping with two locals from London, and Taehyung of course had to share his own experience and explicitly mentions you.

“So did you get it on tape?” Jungkook asks and Taehyung rolls his eyes. “Of course I did, I have it on my phone you wanna check it out?”

“I don’t mind.” It was 10 in the morning but the younger didn’t mind watching a sex tape in a car that had staff in it, Taehyung unlocks his phone and dims the brightness before handing it to Jungkook along with one of the airpods.

Jungkook hasn’t seen anything as animalistic as this, of course he did see other tapes before that are made by Taehyung too, but you weren’t like any of them. The sounds you made, your body, your crying and your whimpers. “She can squirt?” Jungkook’s doe eyes pierce through the phone.

“Hey, I made her squirt.” Taehyung of course takes credit for that. He lost count of the women he slept with, but none of them squirted, none of them gave Taehyung a boost of ego like you did. “How many times did she cum?”

“I don’t know, probably four, five? I lost count.” Taehyung carelessly shrugs. “It was insane.”

“That’s incredible.” Jungkook skips the video for his own sake, totally not the time to have an erection and it’s still too early in the morning. “Do you think I can get her to do anything with me?”

“She gets weird about me telling anyone about it, but I don’t know you can try.” Taehyung grabs his phone from Jungkook and locks it.

And as they both got into the stadium and Jungkook sets his eyes on you, he looks at you differently now, wishing he would spend a night with you and secretly thinking about offering you money to do it.

“Good choice.” He mouths Taehyung and throws his head back to finish his makeup.

The moment Jungkook looks at you, Taehyung asks you again. “But no really, what do you think about last night?”

You take one last glance at Jungkook who’s attention is finally averted off of you before you answer. “Not bad.” Taehyung knows you’re teasing, so he laughs and nods. “I’m glad you think so. But you clearly have a limb from all the pounding, and your throat is clearly swollen from all the face fucking.”

“Shh.” You hit his shoulder. “Someone could actually hear us.”

“Alright. But hey, you have to have your device back, I’ll carry it in my luggage if you want to and I’ll hand it back to you when we’re home.” And you totally don’t mind, as long as you avoid any possible chances of embarrassment in public.

[hee0soo]

My drunk Baby

Summary: Filming a certain episode of Wanteez has left you with a more than just tipsy boyfriend! Lucky for him, he´s cute!

Disclaimer: this fic is written and copyrighted by ©hee0soo on tumblr. do not rewrite or repost on any other plattforms without my permission.

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You didn´t know what exactly what woke you up. Was it Byeol who had decided to grace you with her presence or maybe the honking of passing by cars? You honestly didn´t know!

With a quick glance at your LED-alarm clock you realized that it was already close to3 in the morning and San, your boyfriend had yet to join you in bed for the night.

It wasn´t unusual that he was staying late at the company or that he decided to go back to the dorm with Seonghwa and Mingi because of an early schedule, but today you could swear that he would be coming over after he was done filming.

Something about filming new content for Wanteez and having the day after off to recharge their energy!

San hadn´t gone into specifics about what exactly they were going to film and you had long given up asking since he had kind of made it a tradition to watch their content with you to see your reaction.

This time however you got a bit worried as your boyfriend always made sure to at least text you when he wasn´t coming home. That´s why you forced yourself to became a little more awake to reach for your phone in the dark.

The brightness of the screen almost blinded you and you had to blink a few times to get your eyes used to it.

Surprised to see that you had a couple texts from not just San but apparently half of the other members too, you read through them all.

The first thing you noticed was that all of them had apparently lost every sense of grammar they had.

The second thing was Hongjoong apologizing for something you couldn´t quite figure out. Wooyoung sending you at least 20 pics that wouldn´t load due to KQs horrible Wi-Fi and San sending you a voice message with almost 5 minutes in length!

The last one was a message from Seonghwa.

Pls come pck up yur boyfrien and tak care if him??? ˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅  -received 2:23 am

Are they… drunk???

Your suspicion proofed to be correct when you started listening to your boyfriend´s voice message. You could feel yourself going soft as you cooed at San stuttering his way through the message, repeating the same thing about 3 times before trailing of and end the message with a soft and tired, “…nd I luv *hicks* you m´bby…”

Not being able to spot the giggle from escaping your lips followed by a sigh, you sat up in your bed.

Byeol, not happy about being woken up from her slumber threw a sassy glare in your direction before going back to sleep.

“I´m sorry cutie,”

Your phone lit up again. Another message from the groups oldest member.

I knw your up! DON INORE ME AN GET SANNIE HOM!!! -received 2:34 am

Alright, alright! I´m on my way… Dorm or company? -sent 2:35 am

drm -received 2:36 am

thanxx ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ -received 2:36 am

With a loud groan which made Byeols ears twitch gently, you threw the warm blanket off of your body to get dressed, opting for a pair of grey sweatpants which belonged to San judging by the size and one of his shirts laying on top of the clean laundry basket, you had yet to put away, you grabbed your phone, a mask and your car keys and walked out of the apartment with a pair of cat ear slippers on your feet.

They had been a birthday gift from Haneul, your boyfriends sister claiming that she couldn´t not buy them for you, seeing as San was basically a human shaped cat!

The drive was shorter than usual with just a few cars passing by. It was in the middle of the night after all!

Suppressing a tired yawn, you parked the car in the private garage of the apartment complex, greeting the security guard who already knew you from your countless visits at the dorms and vanished inside the elevator taking you to the correct floor.

You always found it impressive how they always managed to be loud enough to already be heard outside in the hallway and knowing that they probably wouldn´t be able to hear the doorbell either way, you punched the security PIN into the lockpad and let yourself in.

What you saw, was definitely not what you expected.

Yes San, Seonghwa and Mingi weren´t the type to say no when offered a cuddle, but seeing 3 fully grown men clinging to each other like koalas to their mother, whispering and giggling in hushed voices together was not on your bingo card for the night…

Leaning against the wall, you continued watching the 3 unnoticed for a while.

You didn´t know what they were talking about since their hushed whisper was soft enough to not be heard where you were standing.

“hmm an y/n does ths thng with their tongu-“

“Sannie!?” hastily you cut the drunk boy off, preventing him from spilling more than he probably already had.

Sans head whipped around at the sound of your voice, happy to see you.

“YEOBO!”

Mingi flinched slightly at the sudden increase in volume from the older 99-liner.

You were honestly surprised he was able to pronounce the word properly with how droopy his eyes were, face dangerously red from alcohol and seemingly close to falling over even though he was still sitting, leaning against the back of the couch.

“Come on you big baby, let´s get you home and in bed!”

Upon hearing those words, the performer got up, looking a little like a newborn lamb I doing so, and stumbled over to where you were. Pressing a loud but still sweet kiss to your cheek before wrapping his arms tightly around your middle!

You waved at the two other boys left behind on the couch, fondly rolling your eyes as they continued giggling.

Careful, as to not let him fall flat on his face, you helped put on his shoes and led him out the door.

It was a short walk but turned out to take way longer as San kept swaying, slowly losing the fight against the sleepiness.

The security guard waiting in the garage, couldn´t hide an amused smile as he watched you drag your half conscious boyfriend to the car.

Once he was seated and you took your place behind the wheel, you wanted to start the engine but were ultimately stopped by San grabbing your face in his hands clumsily, turning you to face him.

With wide eyes and squished cheeks you stared at him.

“Kiss?” he pouted, lips pursed cutely and waiting for you to follow his request.

His eyes were almost completely shut sitting there patiently.

You weren´t able to deny him a kiss even on a normal day, let alone like this!

After having received his kiss, he happily let you go to lean back. Smiling satisfied.

“Cute,” you said quietly to yourself before putting the car in reverse an dpulling out of the parking lot.

It wasn´t a surprise that the giant boy fell asleep and thankfully he wasn´t as hard to wake up as you had expected with the way he had started snoring.

Byeol greeted you two at the door, wrapping herself around your lour legs before doing the same to San.

“Byeol-ah! Oppa´s home!”

Bending down to pet the cat, he almost lost his balance if you hadn´t reacted as fast as you did.

“Yes and oppa needs to go to be right now!”

He let himself get dragged into the bedroom, flopping on the bed and closing his eyes, ready to let sleep take over but you forced him to at least get rid of his jeans and into his sleep shirt before whipping the remaining make up away for his face.

Dazed, he watched as you gently took care of him, enjoying every second of the pampering.

“Why are you looking at me like that San-ah?”

The boy shrugged.

“Luv you so mch my bby! Thnk you for takin care ´f me!”

His words made your face feel exponential warmer than before.

Throwing the makeupwipe into the trash can, you came back  to sit next to him, pulling the blanket over him before pressing your lips gently onto his.

“I love you too my drunk baby!”

[notfreetoday]

MPW Ep 2 Subtitle Corrections

Subtitle Corrections: Ep 1 here

Cultural/Language Tidbits: Ep 2 here

Same translation disclaimer applies. Thanks to everyone reading the first post and geeking out with me in the notes, I really appreciate it XD Ok, Ep 2, let's go! Sorry in advance for the length!

If you're wondering why Yoh's freaking out about the rainy season even though they've been together for 3 years, the manga artist posted a clarification on twitter:

By the way, “it’s been 3 years since then” – that phrase refers to it being 3 years since that conversation regarding the slave contract. As for living together, they’ve only just started (to do so) around Mar/April*, so (at this point) it’s only been a few months (for them). What if (I) got it wrong…. I remember making a note of it, but the file that I wrote it in and passed over (to the crew) couldn’t be found right, so… (was it) a dream?” *Japan's rainy season comes around June/July, so this means that this is the first rainy season these two have been experienced together.

[Y: まずっ] Y: Tastes bad In case the original "that sucks" sounds like Yoh might be talking about the news of the young forecaster - he's really just talking about the food here.

[S: 遅くなるからいらねぇっつっただろう] Original: I told you not to bother since I returned late Mine: I told you I wouldn't need it cause I'd be late right? This is actually a pretty harsh sounding line tbh. It's sort of inkeeping with Segasaki's curtness, but still pretty harsh - so this tells us he's tired after a long day, and explains the frown on his face that Yoh just wipes away with his cuteness

Nikujaga literally means meat and potatoes. It's a stewed dish and a very well-loved comfort food. Super easy to make too (link goes to an easy to follow recipe, and the site also explains a little about the dish).

[Y: 本当、顔だけはいいよな] Y: Really, it's only his face that looks good.

I've talked about this in my cultural/language tidbits for this episode (linked up top) but I'll add it here for completion's sake

[Y: あ、いや。なんでもない…です*] (Ah, iya, nandemonai…desu*) Y: Ah, no, it's….nothing* Yoh let's his sentence trail off before tacking on a "desu" at the end. "Desu" is an ending verb characteristic of "polite" speech, which Yoh doesn't use frequently with Segasaki (in fact, by this point, he has not used polite speech with Segasaki at all, except for maybe saying the full form of the word "welcome home", and even that's pushing it). Here he adds it at the end as an afterthought (the polite form of "iya" would be "iie", if he had wanted the whole sentence to be polite from the get go), which tells us that Yoh's feeling a little off-kilter here, and does introduce the slightest distance between him and Segasaki. We'll see this distance increase as the episode goes on.

[Y: いや、どう考えても食べ過ぎだろう] Y: No but, no matter which way you look at it, (he's) eaten way too much hasn't he? Btw, if your hair started standing at the spoon scraping the pot - in the manga artist's post about visiting the shooting venue (as well as during Ep 1 twitter space) it was mentioned that Mashiko, the actor, can actually cook, so during filming they had to tell him what someone who can't would likely do, and also asked him to do the housework poorly (because Yoh's not supposed to be good at cooking or housework hahaha)

この人*、明日も朝早いんだよな。たぶん。 Original: This guy, has an early morning again tomorrow. Probably. Mine: This person*, has (to leave) early tomorrow morning too. Probably. *The word here is "kono hito", literally "this person". There's actually nothing wrong with the translation "this guy" tbh because that's a fairly neutral term in English, but I'm highlighting it here because in his monologues, Yoh usually refers to Segasaki using much rougher language, such as "koitsu, aitsu", except when he addresses Segasaki directly in his head. I'll talk more about how Yoh addresses Segasaki in the analysis post, but for now - this sentence hints that Yoh has clocked Segasaki's tiredness (subconsciously or not) and is feeling a little bad for him. Then again he quickly hides that by adding on "probably". (Adding the word "probably" behind your sentence is a common way to express doubt/negate what you just said, and incidentally is commonly used by comedians to deliver a punchline).

[Y: あの*…あの…寝るなら部屋でとおもって。] Original: Um… Hey… You should go back to your room. Mine: Um*... Um... if you're going to sleep then, (it would be better to sleep) in your room - at least that's what I thought...

*"あの…" (ano…), translated as "um" here, is a common sound you use when you want to get someone's attention but don't want to sound too demanding - it actually isn't being polite per se, but it does show the hesitancy with which Yoh approaches him. Contrast this with the way Segasaki gets Yoh's attention (so far it's just been "Yoh" or "Oi" - the latter of which you would NOT use unless you were close to the person, or looking for a fight).

As a general rule of thumb, the level of politeness in Japanese is directly correlated with the length of the sentence and just how far you can beat around the bush. So, Yoh's suggestion that Segasaki goes to sleep in his room is literally just "if sleeping, then room..." and everything else in that translation is assumed. He may not being using polite speech forms here (that would be "to omoimashita" instead of "to omotte") but this is still a common way to be polite because he's making a suggestion that is so mild Segasaki can choose to ignore it. This is a great example of Brown & Levinson's "negative politeness" which we'll revisit when analysing their speech patterns, and which you can read about in entirely too much detail here (free to read).

[Y: じゅあ、俺は寝るので** あの、その、そういうことで、おやすみ] Original: Then, I’ll go to sleep. That…sort of thing. Good night. Mine: So then, I'm going to bed, therefore**... Um... that... with that... night!

"Therefore" is an awkward translation for the word ので (node), which is more often translated as "so". I've chosen to use that word because "node", whilst again not a polite form per se, is less colloquial than the more commonly used "から(kara)", to mean the same thing. It tends to pop up more in writing than in speech. "Therefore" doesn't make a sentence polite/formal in English, but it's definitely less colloquial than using the word "so". The use of "node" is just that tiny bit out of place in this sentence paired with the informal pronoun "ore" for "I" as opposed to the more formal choice of "boku".

Again, Yoh answers Segasaki properly here with a "はい (hai)" as opposed to his usual "un" (which is a sound that expresses agreement), when told that Segasaki will be late again. There actually aren't very many moments where Yoh does speak politely to Segasaki (he's definitely rude when he talks about Segasaki in his head hahaha), so these moments stand out. This whole short exchange, together with the random -desu he added earlier, just make Yoh's sentences a little more stilted/awkward, and more distant. Individually they don't deserve much mention at all, but together, and in the context of his jealousy, show just how unsure Yoh is about where he stands with Segasaki.

[Y: あの人の帰宅が遅くなり] Y: That person returned home later and later

"That person" - similar to the above usage of "this person". This sentence is incomplete - the verb form of the last word - 遅くなり (osokunari) indicates that there should be a second part to the sentence (the "completed" form would be osokunatta). But after he says this, there is a pregnant pause, as Yoh puts his phone down and continues cooking alone. The pause continues all the way into the next scene, before the sentence continues, highlighting the loneliness that Yoh feels.

[Y: 当然、触れられることもないままに] Original: Of course, he did not touch me at all Mine: (and) of course, (I) remained untouched (by him) as well

The literal translation for this would be "(the situation in which I) was not touched (by him) continued on as well". Yoh uses the passive form of the word "touch", which places the emphasis on Yoh "receiving" the action of being touched as opposed to placing the emphasis on Segasaki "carrying out" the action of touching Yoh. Consider the difference between the sentences "I was hurt by him" and "he hurt me". The former is the passive form, and is super common in Jp, much less common in Eng. If this is confusing - welcome to Jp grammar just know that the emphasis of this line is more on what Yoh does not have, rather than what Segasaki has not done. It accentuates Yoh's feelings of emptiness and loss.

Y: すっかり日々は過ぎて Y: The days pass by completely ...

Similarly, this sentence is "incomplete", and is instead continued by Segasaki walking in and telling Yoh he'll be late again. (This whole bit just hurts my soul tbh, Yoh is so lonely. )

This is a teruteru bouzu aka a charm of sorts for good weather. See the cultural tidbits post for Ep 2 linked up top for more info!

This is said really strongly, and gives the "what the hell are you doing" feel. Yoh's truly upset here.

I try not to care about some of the subs in these side conversations because they don't add much to the main story and these posts are already too long, but this sentence should really be "Dammit, maybe I should (go) troll the chat" (and the previous sentence should be "If this was broadcasted in a certain country it would be instant death" aka N.Korea ^^;) and I just think it was a nice touch to hint at the fandom wars/flaming that goes on between fans hahaha

[Y: しんどい] Y: This is too draining The word here used is "shindoi", which is a term used when you're feeling mentally/physically exhausted/drained, and carries a sense of frustration (at feeling this way) and sometimes (emotional) pain.

This. Is. Huge. Segasaki does 2 things here - one, he rejects an after-work meal, which you rarely do because Japan is all about the group and rejecting a group invite, to welcome a new member, can make you seem like you aren't a team player - two, the guy who invites him is his senior, which you can tell because Segasaki sticks to polite speech forms whilst the other guy does not. It's still relatively casual, so you can tell he's got a good working relationship with them (probably why he's not worried about rejecting them) but still. In Segasaki's world, Yoh is the No. 1 priority.

This is more accurately "WTF". There are many sounds in Japanese that aren't exactly words, but carry a lot of meaning - "Haa?!" is one of them, and is a very rude way to express a lot of anger and shock. Please, never say this in real life. You will royally piss off whoever it's directed at and if you are outside a Shibuya bar you will get punched.

The word used here is てめぇ (temee), which is a really rude way to say "you", and has the same energy as "you bastard". Segasaki usually uses the informal pronoun "omae" for "you" when he talks to Yoh, he's definitely pissed off here.

This is the same word, "shindoi" again.

I'm going to put the rest of the whole argument here with just my translation because it's too long to screencap the whole thing.

[S: 何なんだよ？このエロい惨状は Y: うるさい。 Y: 俺は売れっ子エロ漫画家になるんだ S: なんだそりゃ。おい *takes away beer can* Y: 売れっ子さんが　シコリながらネーム描くと　いいのができるって言ってた S: なんも描けてなかったぞ。 S: おい、だめだっつってんの S: 飲みすぎ　出すもん出して　寝てただけだろう Y: 黙れ！ Y: 俺はエロくて　抜ける漫画描いて　いっぱい稼いで Y: 早く　こんなとこ出ていくんだ S: はあ？　おい、お前　どういうつもりだよ Y: どうもこうもないよ！ Y: 平気で抱かれてると思うなよ 。 Y: 俺のこと、好きでもないくせに Y: 便利な奴隷としか思ってないんだろう？そんなにやりたきゃ隣のキャスターとやってろよ S: お前　さっきから　何を... Y: 俺はあんな風に笑いかけられたことない]

Breakdown: S: What's up with this? This lewd disaster of a scene Y: (You're) annoying! ["うるさい (urusai)" is often translated as "shut up", but it literally means someone is being "noisy", and here is more of a complaint that Segasaki is being bothersome] Y: I'm going to become a hot-selling erotica manga artist! [the word used here is 売れっ子 (urekko), which literally means "someone who gets huge sales" and mostly refers to idols, entertainers, TV personalities etc. So Yoh is not just saying he's going to become popular, he's saying he's gonna be like a celebrity manga artist, which is why Segasaki snorts a little at this] S: What's with that? Hey. *takes away beer can* Y: The hot sellers say that if you jerk off whilst drawing your storyboard, you'll come up with good stuff [urekko-san is a pretty cute way of referring to these popular artists] S: You've not drawn anything, you know? [this is said with a really indulgent air, which contrasts directly with the more authoritative tone of the next line] S: Hey, I'm telling you no more *grabs beer can* S: You drank too much. You just shot what you shot and then went to sleep didn't you? [And this is back to an indulgent tone - also, everyone knows Segasaki is talking about cumming here, he just doesn't actually say it so directly] Y: Shut up! ["黙れ (damare) - contrast with "urusai" earlier. The former is used much less commonly and really does mean to "be quiet". This is why Segasaki pauses and looks at Yoh. Up until now Segasaki just thinks Yoh's gotten drunk and is whining cutely, but this word means things are serious.] Y: I'm going to draw manga that is erotic, that you can wank off to, and then earn lots of money [this is a call back to the conversation with Man-san over the phone in Ep 1, which I did not include earlier because I didn't think it was important to the story when Yoh says "the work that was released last month was amazing! There was a big buzz around the topic "I can't wank off (to this)" - Yoh was being sarcastic here, meaning that he got reviews that his work wasn't erotic enough] Y: and leave this sort of place soon! S: What? Hey - what (the hell) are you thinking? [Again, "haa?" here shows he does NOT like what Yoh's saying, but he does soften the end of the sentence with a "yo"] Y: I'm not thinking of anything! Y: Embracing me so easily - don't think you can (keep on) doing that [again, this is the passive form, so the emphasis is on Yoh being embraced, and here has the nuance of "don't think I'll just (keep on) being fine with being embraced (by you) like it's some sort of norm"] Y: when you don't even like me [this line has quite a bit of bitterness in it - the emphasis here is strongly on Segasaki and his apparent "non-liking" of Yoh my english is dying.] Y: You think of me as just a convenient slave, don't you? Y: If you want to do it that much, go do it with that forecaster next to you! S: You... from the start... what have (you been saying?) Y: I have never been smiled at like that before [again, this is in passive voice]

It's obvious from the acting alone that this entire argument is pretty emotionally charged - this is also reflected in the language because Yoh uses the pronoun "ore (I)" a lot. Pronouns are frequently dropped in Japanese - often you can go an entire conversation without ever uttering the words "I/me" or "you", in part because the pronouns are assumed and also because emphasis on an individual can come across as too selfish/narcissistic or direct. Segasaki uses them often enough with Yoh, which fits his personality, but Yoh normally doesn't. So, when he uses "ore" here it stands out - his plans to be successful and leave, his feelings, his interpretation of Segasaki's actions - all of the emphasis is on his own self. The message is very clear - Yoh is hurting a lot more than he is blaming or accusing Segasaki.

[Y: もう疲れた。あんたといると疲れる。嫌いだ S: お前　酒入るとめちゃくちゃしゃべるんだな Y: ねぇ、何で雨の時はだめなの？ S: はあ？　だって、お前が言ったんだろう] Y: (I'm) tired out. When (I'm) with you, (I) get tired. Hate it. [We've lost the "I" pronouns here, because the emphasis is on the extreme sense of physical and emotional fatigue as opposed to Yoh himself, and on how much he dislikes that feeling. Of note, "hate" here is closer to "detest/really dislike" - the word is "kirai" - which is not as strong as the word "nikui" which we talked about in Ep 1 when Yoh said he hated the part of him that always listened to Segasaki. Also, this is the first time Yoh has addressed Segasaki with the pronoun "you" out loud - he uses "あんた anta", which he also used in his head in Ep 1, after they did it. Again, we'll talk about this in the analysis post in the future, but for now just know that this term is usually used between older couples.] S: You... once you start drinking you really start talking huh? [literally, you "become able to talk"] Y: Hey...why is it when it rains, (we) can't do it? S: What? Because, you said so didn't you? [the last "haa?" from Segasaki! This time expressing his surprise and slight indignation.]

[S: 俺は優しいんだ] S: I. am. Kind. Great example of Segasaki's use of the "ore" pronoun here to quite literally emphasise how great he is. "優しい (kind)" in Japanese carries the connotation of being thoughtful, anticipating the other person's needs and wants and then meeting them etc. It's a characteristic that people often say they look for in their potential partners.

[S: そもそも、なんだ先の言いぐさは 好きじゃないだの　出ていきたいだの お前　俺のプロポーズを受けといてよくそんなことが言えんな S: 養ってやる*っつってんだ　プロポーズ以外になに] S: In the first place, what was with those things you said earlier? That you don't like me, that you want to leave... You... that was rich, saying all that after accepting my proposal. S: I was saying I'd provide and care* for you. If that's not a proposal than what is? ["養ってやる" is a pretty possessive way to say I'll provide for you - it's the same word used when referring to parent providing for a child, or an owner providing for a small animal. It's not rude per se, but it does imply a power imbalance. Segasaki actually sort of has a point here because... this is not something you say to someone else unless you're in a relationship ^^;]

S: ていうかお前、俺のこと嫌いなんだ S: どうなの S: Actually about that... so you hate me huh? S: Which is it?

S: ふーん。あ、そ S: Ohh..? I see. ふーん (Ohh..?) - Segasaki says this a lot, especially in this episode. This is another one of those sounds that isn't a word but carries a lot of meaning. It has a dismissive sort of tone to it, like you've already assumed something or when you're pretty nonchalant/not impressed about whatever the other person has said and are just playing along with them by giving them some attention (so again, if you use it wrongly, it can piss people off). Segasaki uses it whenever Yoh goes mute or shy, as a way to tease Yoh - though Yoh seems to think Segasaki is dismissing/not interested in his answer. あ、そ (A, so) - again, Segasaki says this a lot - can be interpreted as "oh really?/I see/is that so?" - Combined with the above, you can see why Yoh often thinks Segasaki isn't interested in his answer, and even when he does recognise it as teasing, he gets too flustered to do anything about it.

This seems to have gotten longer, if you reached the end - congratulations! I hope this makes it a little clearer why it's so obvious to us as the viewer that Segasaki is really quite patient with Yoh, and is waiting for him to come to terms with his feelings, but at the same time so confusing for Yoh, because of the way many of these interactions can be read both ways. In Ep 3, we'll really be able to get into their dynamics because they've got so much more interaction together.

[sapppy-cocktail]

Valentines Special

Sadie Sink x Reader

Masterlist

"Y/N!" A familiar voice calls out from behind me. I turn around to be met with Sadie jogging towards me. "Hey Sadie." I say smiling at her as she smiles brightly at me. "Did you need something?" I ask as I suddenly remember she ran to me. "Do you- Can I?" She begins to say but pauses before restarting her sentence. "I just finished my scenes for the day so I thought maybe we could hang out?" She suggests, her hands playing with the sleeves of her blue and yellow 80s jacket. I glance down at my wrist. 6:25. Earlier than usual. "Yeah, of course. Did you wanna take off your clothes?" I ask looking towards her trailer. "What?" She asks, her voice higher than usual as her widen and eyebrows knit together. My eyebrows furrow and my head tilts at her reaction. "Your clothes? You're still in your clothes from set?" I say wary, unsure if my words could cause the same reaction. She raises an eyebrow at my words but looks down and notices her clothes and her eyes widen. "Oh! Right. Yeah, of course." She says as she looks back up at me. "Come with me." She says as she reaches out for my hand and pulls me towards her trailer.

"So what do you have in mind?" I ask as I take a seat on her bed and watch her disappear into her bathroom. "Well, since it's Valentines day and we both don't have dates I thought it'd be nice to go to a restaurant. Something we could do as friends and enjoy." She says looking at me through the bathroom mirror as she holds 2 hangers with a dress on each, moving 1 in front of her before the other. I nod at the ground before her voice calling out to me makes me watch her as she walks out of the bathroom. "What do you think?" She asks as she holds the 2 hangers, one on each side. "Red or Black?" She asks as she moves them in front of her to look at them properly. "You already know what I'm gonna say." I say, a smile tugging at my lips as her eyes meet mine. "Black. Got it." She says rolling her eyes and walking to her wardrobe to hang the red back.

While Sadie changes I decide to mention the early finish today. "So you guys finished filming early today." I call out to her as I walk around her trailer. "Yeah. The Duffers said something about them needing to repeat a scene from California with Finn and Noah so I left early." She says making me nod. "So did Millie, Maya, Joe and the others finish early?" I ask as she slides the bathroom door open and grabs her makeup bag before returning to the bathroom, this time the door open. "I think so, I'm not sure." She says as she begins washing her face. "What time did you want to leave?" I ask watching as she makes a move for a face towel. I stand up and pass it to her. "Thank you. I was thinking maybe 7? Does that work?" She asks looking back at me. "Yeah. Wait. Where are we even going?" I ask as I realise I had no idea where we were going.

She turns back at me once more and and smiles before facing back to the mirror. "It's a surprise." She says making me groan. "Well obviously somewhere fancy." I say as I fall back onto the bed. I hear her laugh before speaking up. "What makes you say that?" She asks as if she doesn't know how I'm going to respond. I look at my watch. 6:45. "I guess I should go get ready." I say pouting as I walk to her door. I look back at her and she's already paused in her movement, her pink makeup sponge in her hand as she smiles at me through the mirror. I smile back before opening the door and shutting it behind me and as I begin making my way to my trailer I decide to send Millie a text. The one time I get a day off you finish early? Lucky bastard. After sending it I turn my phone off and slide it back into my pocket before opening the door to my trailer.

I look at myself once more in the mirror, looking myself up and down for anything I can improve. "Hey Siri, what's the time?" I call out to my phone that's charging on the other side of the room. "It is 6:58pm." She replies making my eyes widen as I quickly pull my phone out of the wire and shut the door, locking it after me. But then I realise I forgot the red roses I had just gotten. Quickly after unlocking my trailer, running in grabbing the roses and locking the door once more I begin speed walking to Sadie's trailer. As I walk I realise it's pretty silent. Where is everyone? I ignore it and reach her trailer. I knock on the door and as I wait for a response I look at my wrist and watch the 7 flick into 7:01. I made it, it was the end of the minute but I made it.

The sound of the door unlocking pulls me out of my thought and I smile as I see Sadie. "Hello beautiful." I say taking a step back and looking her up and down. She turns her head away as she smiles and lightly hits my arm telling me to stop. I smile and hand her the roses. Her eyes widening as she accepts it. "For me?" She asks as she looks at me, her mouth slightly agape. "Yeah, I thought it'd be nice, y'know it being Valentines day and all." I say grinning as I quote her words from before. She smiles, rolling her eyes at me as she grabs my hand and pulls me towards a car nearby. We both take a seat in the back and the driver begins making his way to whatever restaurant we're going to. I pull my phone out from my pocket and still no response from Millie. Weird

We pull into the underground parking lot of a tall building in the city and I get out of the car offering my hand to help Sadie out before she guides me to me to an elevator. I watch as she taps the second highest floor, my eyes slightly widen and I know she takes notice of this because I can see the small smirk playing on her lips. Once we arrive at the top and the elevator doors open Sadie reaches for my hand pulls me with her towards a desk with a receptionist behind it. She smile brightly greeting us and I look around. It's packed, there's no way Sadie had gotten this last minute. But then again she is a celebrity, she could've used her status, but I know she's not like that. Maybe someone cancelled last minute, couples break up all the time, someone must've booked and then broken up with their partner and cancelled their booking which made an opening.

"Booking for 2 under the name Sadie Sink" She says to the receptionist making me look at her. "Yup, got you. Perfect timing, 7:30 on the dot. Right this way." She says guiding us towards a secluded table in the corner of the restaurant which gives us quite a bit of privacy. I pull out Sadie's seat and she thanks me before sitting down. I take a seat opposite her and look out the massive window beside us. Their was a beautiful sunset to the right of us. "How did you manage to get this so last minute?" I ask as I turn my eyes to her. She shift around in her chair before speaking up. "I uh, I don't know. Luck I guess?" She says as I nod. "Must be the luckiest girl." I say as I look back out to the view. "Yeah." She whispers just loud enough for me to just hear it. I turn back to her, she's staring at her hands which are on the table. She looks upset. I furrow my eyebrows and lean over the table placing my hand over hers which makes her look up at me. "Hey, are you okay?" I ask, concern laced in my voice since I'm genuinely concerned. "You know you can talk to me about anything, right?" I say making sure she knows that I am here for her. She forces a smile and gives me a nod. "Yeah, I know, thank you." She says making my eyes narrow as I pull my hand back and look at the skyline. I feel a soft smaller hand on mine and I look at her. "I mean it. Thank you." She repeats as she smiles, genuinely this time. I nod and pick up the menu a waiter had just placed in front of us.

"So I said no and just walked away." "No you didn't!" Sadie says laughing. "I literally did, because like what did he think he was gonna do, expel me? He doesn't even have the authority to do that." I say as she continues laughing. "And nothing happened?" She asks as she attempts to stop her laughter but failing miserably. "No, well. The principle came after me but I literally just lied to her because what's she gonna do, ask for proof?" I say making her laugh even louder. "How do you get away with so much?" She asks as she tries to poke bean on her plate with her fork but misses because of how much she was shaking with laughter. I smile before I feel a vibration in my pocket. I excuse myself to go to the bathroom. I pull my phone out and notice the Caller ID. "Hey Millie, took you long enough to respond. Anyways, did you want to come to my trailer to watch some movies with me later tonight?" I ask not allowing her to say anything. "What? Yeah, sure. But what are you saying I had a half-day I literally just got off set." She says making me pull my phone from my ear to read the time. 8:12pm.

"Oh, what the hell. Sadie said you guys finished early?" I say confused as to why she finished later. "What? It was only her who finished early, said she had an appointment at like 7:30, said she couldn't cancel." She says as her words slow down and she pauses before gasping. "Wait, is she with you?" She asks "Yeah." "Oh my God, are you guys doing something for Valentines day? WOW, just leave work." She says faking annoyance. "Hey, my character is not needed today, I was off work." I reply back but she ignores my comment and backtracks to earlier in the conversation. "What are you guys doing?" She asks and I respond by sending her my location and she gasps, loudly this time. "No you're not!" She says not believing me. "What, what is it?" I ask curious to know why she reacted like that.

"You can't get a booking there for months and you'd still get a bad spot, and especially Valentines day, thats fully booked for the next like 3 years and there's only a few spots left for 4 years from now. It's literally one of the most expensive and luxurious restaurants here." She says making me raise my eyebrows. "Are you serious? She was telling me she got it last minute." I say and Millie laughs. "Noo, she's lying to you hon. She must've bought it from someone else." She says making me think back to when we entered. "It was under her name though." I say confused. "She must've booked that years ago then." She says and I stand there silently before remembering Sadie's waiting for me. "Oh shit! I gotta go, bye Millie I'll see you in an hour or so." I say waiting for her response. "Bye Y/N." She says before I end the call look at the mirror and fix my look.

I walk out and notice our table is empty and I look around notice Sadie leaning on a wall by the elevator waiting patiently, she glances at her wrist before looking up and noticing me. Her face lights up as she meets me halfway. "I thought you ditched me for a second." She says jokingly but by the way her eyes lit up earlier I knew she was lying. "Yeah, sorry Millie called me." I say and she nods before tapping the elevator button. "What are we doing now?" I ask as we walk into the elevator. I watch as she taps the button for the highest floor this time. She smiles at me and looks back at the door and when it opens I realise we're on the roof. She smiles and pulls me towards the edge and we look at the view. "I saw how you were eyeing the view so I requested if we could go to the roof they said yes." She says making me smile before I speak up.

"Maybe I should have my date here." I say as I turn to Sadie and her smile falters. "Date?" She questions. "Yeah, me and my movies." I say and she lets out a breath. I look out to the city and it makes Millies words ring through my head. "You didn't finish early did you?" I ask making her furrow her eyebrows. "What?" She asks. "Today, you didn't finish early, you told the Matt and Ross that you had an appointment." I say and she winces. "Millie?" She asks and I nod. "Yeah, I booked this earlier." She says and Millies words repeat once more. "A few years ago?" I ask and she avoids eye contact nodding once more. "Yeah." She says defeatedly and I nod at her response, taking in her words. "So why'd you take me?" I ask and at first she doesn't reply, she just continues to look to the city glowing around us. The moon shines on us and after a few seconds she looks at me, her eyes glistening. "Why do you think?" She asks, her voice was soft, almost fragile, as if she would break any second.

"Are you serious?" I ask and she scoffs and turns around. "Wait! Sadie." I say grabbing her arm and turning her towards me. "You actually, like me? Like, like like me?" I ask and she rolls her eyes. "Yes Y/N, I like you. Why is that so hard to believe?" She says pulling her arm out mine but doesn't make a move to leave. She sniffs and thats when I take notice of the tears that streamed down her face. "Sadie" "Don't, please." She pleads as she takes a step back. "I like you Sadie." I say and slowly take a step towards her. Sadie looks at the ground as she responds. "But not like that." She says assuming my words as she tries to wipe the tears away. "No, I, I like you like that." I say and for the first time since she confessed she looks me in my eyes. "This better not be some sick joke." She says and I notice the redness in her eyes. "I'm not, I swear. Why is that so hard to believe that I like you?" I say copying her words from earlier and she looks everywhere but me. "Sadie. Please, look at me." I say as I put one of my hands on her face wiping the tear streaming down her face. She turns her face towards me. "God, you're too pretty to cry." I say as my other hand rises to hold her. Her face now sitting in my fingers. My eyes flicker down to her lips and I slowly move closer, mine hovering over hers. "Can I kiss you?" I whisper and she nods.

A/N: I LITERALLY DIDNT KNOW HOW TO END IT GUYS 😭💀 It’s ass, but like yeah. That took hours.

[atiny-for-life]

Ateez's Full Storyline Explained - THE CROMER

Masterlist

First Appearance: Diary Film

Hongjoong is asleep on the couch when his alternate self from the Black Pirates appears to him in a dream and hands it over

Hongjoong awakens and the Cromer rests on the coffee table in front of him, indicating the Black Pirate was not just in his dream but physically switched from the Z- to the A-World

Known Versions

Z-World: Destroyed by Yeosang in Deja Vu/Fever Part 3 Diary Entries

A-World: Currently in use by Ateez/Black Pirates after being taken to Z-World following Yeosang's destruction of the original Z-World Cromer

Presumed: Unknown World/Halazia World: giant shattered Cromer Yunho was sitting in (could've originated from yet another reality) plus the unknown shattered Cromer seen at the end of Crazy Form

Unknown Location: The 4 Witnesses in Halazia also utilized a Cromer to leave the Halazia World

CROMER ABILITIES:

The origin of the Cromer's powers are unclear. However, Sciensalvar has a theory in both the A- and Z-World:

A-World: it's a Mayan Relic with inherent power

Z-World: it contains some form of Quantum Energy (whatever that means - quantum just means extremely small, like quark-sized small)

Important side-note: the Cromer's abilities are influenced by the phases of the moon which also dictate its size. This is first mentioned in the Fever Epilogue Diary Entries

Time Travel - UNKNOWN

Visual Indicator:

The sand inside the Cromer flows from bottom to top.

Documented Instances of time travel:

Ateez when they first travel to Z-World: Forward in time

Ateez when they returned to the A-World: Back in time

The first time is made less clear but took place right after Z-World's Hongjoong handed over the Cromer to his alternate self.

Proof of this is, for one, the gravity-defying sand in the Cromer which can be seen in the Fever Part 1 Diary Entries, but also a scene from the Fever Part 2 Diary Entries in which the Grimes siblings know the Black Pirates were captured by the time they first meet Ateez right after their arrival in the Z-World.

At that point, enough time must've passed for the news to reach the siblings. This implies Ateez traveled forward in time when they moved to the Z-World since the Black Pirates were captured right after the Cromer was handed over and A-World's Ateez came here right after receiving it.

The second instance took place when Yeosang shattered the Cromer to save his members while he was being captured by the Android Guardians at the end of the Fever Part 3 Diary Entries and leading into the Fever Epilogue Entries.

They assumed it was because the Cromer was destroyed but that has yet to be confirmed. However, if true, we may find out soon since Crazy Form ended on yet another shattered Cromer.

If confirmed, the reason it wasn't necessary the first time may be because we were dealing with two alternate versions of Hongjoong interacting with each other in the dreamscape. Weird stuff has happened between them before like when they interacted through the glass prison cell wall and the Black Pirates outfits appeared on A-World's Ateez so this wouldn't be unreasonable.

Jumping Between Realities - FULL MOON

First of all, I'd like to clarify that early diary entries referred to the alternate universes as different "dimensions". However, that term is normally used to talk about the three spacial and one time dimension our real universe is made up of (given our current understanding of it) which is why I call them "worlds" or "realities" like newer Ateez content does.

Documented Instances of travel between realities:

Black Pirate Hongjoong: Z to A to Z in Diary Film

Ateez: A to Z in Diary Film

Ateez minus Yeosang: Z to A in Deja Vu

Ateez: A to Z in Fever Epilogue Diary Entries

The 4 Witnesses in Halazia: Halazia World to Unknown

Presumed: Halazia's Ateez: Halazia World to A, then A to Z

Visual Indicators and Required Circumstances:

In Diary Film, the Cromer later lights up which we've also seen at the end of Deja Vu

This seems to be an early warning sign of what's to come: a gravitation anomaly

Random objects begin to float like we're used to seeing in zero gravity environments while other objects and Hongjoong remain firmly on the ground

This is something we get to witness again during Halazia (yet another alternate reality) in which Yunho was sitting in the giant Cromer (the moon must've been extremely close or something else must've gone really wrong to blow it up to these proportions)

Aside from Ateez, the four witnesses to the events in Halazia also used a Cromer to leave the Halazia World which was indicated with a roll of thunder and a bright white flash of light as if frequently described the Diary Entries

Additionally, Crazy Form ended with a shattered glowing Cromer on the ground, followed by a bluebird flying away (a symbol heavily featured in Halazia)

I can thus only conclude that the glow, rising sand and gravitational anomaly are all indicators of a reality jump

While we don't get to see the moon in Diary Film, we do get a clear and intentional shot of it in Crazy Form which lets us know this power can be accessed during the full moon

We see another presumed instance of Reality-Jumping in Matz when we see Halazia's Hongjoong and Seonghwa (presumably) take down Sciensalvar in the A-World

HOWEVER, going by the size of the Cromer Yeosang shattered in Fever Part 3, it was not the full moon then which leads me to believe that, if you wish to access a power that is not accessible during the current moon phase, you need to fully destroy it which will free all the energy inside and enable you to use that power

Traveling Into Dreams - CRESCENT MOON

Unlike the former power, this one is less flashy but we do get to see it used just as frequently as it allows for more fun, out there music video concepts.

Documented Instances of Dream Travel:

Black Pirate Hongjoong: Hongjoong's Dream in Diary Film

Potential: Ateez: a shared dream in Eternal Sunshine

Ateez: a shared dream in Illusion

Black Pirate: Ateez's shared dream in Illusion

Ateez: a shared dream in Wave

Black Pirates: a shared dream with all Strictland residents in Crazy Form

Visual Indicators and Required Circumstances:

Diary Film: Hongjoong is asleep while he sees his alternate self who is gone when he wakes

Eternal Sunshine: Unnatural colors, laws of nature and physics do not apply

Illusion: Everyone is asleep at the beginning of the MV, the environment is all pastels, backgrounds are often cartoonish and nonsensical

Notably, the crescent moon is shown on multiple occasions which links dream-traveling with this moon phase for the first time

Wave: Once again, the MV begins with everyone waking up which makes 'Illusion' a dream within a dream

In addition, we also have this album's aptly named track "Crescent" with the repeated line of "Open your eyes" so we can now safely connect the power to the crescent moon

Crazy Form: We open on a crescent moon shot, Black Pirate Hongjoong fires his finger gun and real bullets appear, the video has frequently glitches, cartoon panels pop up, etc.

Additionally, we also get the album track "Crescent Part 2"

Teleportation - UNCLEAR

Given the frequent use of this ability, I currently believe it to be non-moon phase dependant, meaning it can be accessed at all times.

Documented Instances of Teleportation:

Fever Part 2 Diary Entries

Direct quote from Seonghwa's entry:

The Central Government put the men in Black Fedora on the wanted list, but they repeatedly failed to arrest them due to them being able to teleport using the Cromer.

Guerrilla

At the beginning of the MV, Hongjoong teleports away from the rooftop

The jump is indicated by the screen flashing red and a whooshing sound effect

Movement Diary Version: The Revolution

At the beginning of the revolution, when the Black Pirates and Ateez are performing in the streets and handing out flyers, Android Guardians try to catch them

To avoid capture, they begin to teleport short distances among the chaos, allowing them to complete the mission and return safely to their hideout

Outlaw - The World Ep. 2 Diary Entries

Yunho uses teleportation to safe the boy's brother from falling to his death and (presumably) to safe Wooyoung from getting snatched up by a Guardian

Both Ateez and the Black Pirates also uses teleportation as a part of their performance for the Prestige Academy students

Will - The World Ep. Fin Diary Entries

Half of Ateez use the Cromer to teleport prisoners out of the Disposal Site before also using it to teleport back to rejoin the rest

Mingi uses it to safe the boy from falling into the incinerator and dying like his brother

He also uses it to dispose of the remaining Android Guardians at the Disposal Site

San teleports them away from the Disposal Site before it could bury them as it exploded

Matz

Hongjonong and Seonghwa seem to teleport at 1:54

A negative frame is seemingly used to indicate this

IT's You

Wooyoung, Yeosang, and San teleport at the conclusion of the MV

A negative frame flashes before black grain blurs into their frame and makes it seem like they're dissipating

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Hey Raven, are you going to watch the upcoming new Disney movie "Wish"?

I've seen mixed reviews, but i'm lowkey excited since we get to see a new Disney villain, especially since Disney got really lame villains after all the old classic movies!

Have you seen the trailer for the movie? What are your thoughts so far?

I saw Wish with a friend recently! I'll give my thoughts on the trailers here (in case you don't want spoilers for the film itself) and put my full thoughts beneath the cut (if you're okay with spoilers).

Looks-wise, I think Disney was definitely trying to go for something more stylistic and painting-esque for this?? And while I commend the effort, it definitely doesn't look as interesting as Puss in Boots 2: The Last Wish. The humor also definitely isn't for me, it feels very "quirky" and "so relatable" (Asha reminds me of Mirabel in that sense), and other times too juvenile (like the goat butt joke). I do like the idea of the villain passing as a good guy in-universe and actually being vain and selfish, especially since the marketing is making it clear who the bad guy is rather than making it a "twist" villain scenario. Not sure if I like Magnifico himself though??? All the ads with him in it feel like Disney is trying too hard to make people thirst for him. From just the trailers, Magnifico does seem interesting and like more of a return to the traditional "villain" rather than the protagonist having to deal with an existential dread or concept.

***Spoilers for Wish beneath the cut!***

Right off the bat, my first impression is the narrative is SO ham-fisted. Within the first 5 minutes alone we're establishing so much information and in such a clunky, unnatural way. Like... Asha says hi to her friends but then they robotically have a dialogue where they overtly call each other "friends" just so it's clear to the audience (when in reality no one talks like that). It's telling instead of showing, and this happens sooo many times early in the film.

Could not for the life of me remember the friends or their names. There were just too many of them when 1 or 2 would have been just fine to move the plot along and to help Asha. (Yes, I know they're a reference to the 7 Dwarves but it's STILL not necessary to have so many just for a reference.)

Bruh, the makeup in this movie is on point. Every time there was a close up of a character, I was staring at their eye makeup (especially Asha and the queen's).

Asha as a protagonist was... fine? She feels very close to Mirabel and at times Rapunzel in her character. I didn't dislike her by any means, but she didn't reinvent what it means to be a Disney protag. Her motivations also come off as… really “out of nowhere”. We’re told she “cares too much”, but she initially only wants to save the wishes of her mom and grandpa; she randomly decides she has to free ALL wishes midmovie and that was jarring. There could have been a smoother transition. Instead, it was abrupt and Asha didn’t change in any meaningful way. Even her “I want” song was vague (what exactly is “to have something more for us than this”?) and didn’t connect well with her character.

I do really like her design though! Her freckles, earrings, and how her hair moves are my favorite details.

Valentino was not as annoying as I thought he would be. Still didn't care for his sass and brand of humor, but at least he helped out a few times.

I called it, the film is trying so hard to make Magnifico "hot" 🤡 I don't get it but okay, Mouse. I see your effort.

Loved his fit!! Very cool cloak and diamond/star motifs everywhere! His lab and study was also fun to look at.

I quite liked the moments when the queen talked to her husband and tried to smooth things over with him. “I can fix him energy”— Their relationship seemed very genuine at the start of the movie.

NOT THE WISH NEPOTISM...

If they were going for “sympathetic” with Magnifico, it didn’t work. He gave this backstory about how he was traumatized before + left as the only survivor of a great tragedy and so now he wants to use his magic to prevent that from happening to anyone else. Thing is, we only ever know about this via his word and staring at a half-burnt tapestry. We never see the event on screen, nor what was left of the tapestry. I was expecting a twist where it’s revealed that he lied all this time about his backstory and rewrote history so he could more easily manipulate the people of the kingdom he founded and live out the fantasy of being worshipped as a “good guy”. That was such a missed opportunity!!

Something else I was thinking of (this was during “This is the Thanks I get” was??? Maybe Magnifico started off genuinely good but became worn down over time as people’s wishes grew more selfish and they became ungrateful for what they had?? Then he could have become bitter and disillusioned by the behavior of his people.

Another idea is maybe Magnifico was “villainous” only in Asha’s eyes, since they don’t agree on how to best handle granting wishes. This would be more of a clash of ideologies rather than the traditional Obvious Evil vs Obvious Good that Disney is so known for, but hey, it could be a neat evolution of their storytelling from classic fairy tale roots.

This is to say that there were so many more interesting directions they could have gone with Magnifico’s motives, character, and portrayal 😭 but the second half of the movie never commits to any of these, they just blame his complete insanity and turn to the dark side on Forbidden Magic which is such a cop-out.

The trailers gave away the twist that Magnifico was the villain. It wasn’t revealed until like the second song into the movie. Would’ve worked better as an on-the-spot reveal rather than part of the marketing, in my opinion.

When they showed the wishes, the TWST fan in my was shouting, "OMG IT'S WISH UPON A STAR, THE LIMITED TIME STORY EVENT FROM THE HIT DISNEY MOBILE GACHA GAME TWISTED WONDERLAND!!!"

As Wish is Disney's anniversary film for 100 years, there were tooons of easter eggs scattered throughout. (I had fun looking for them!) Some were visual (I saw Aurora's dress, Snow White’s well, Peter's Pan's costume, Ursula's green smokey hands, Asha's robes resembling those of the Fairy Godmother, etc.) or extended imagery/scenes (Asha recreates Mulan's dinner and “Reflection" scenes), others were more overt lines of dialogue (Magnifico says the "Mirror, Mirror" lines along with others, a deer named “Bambi”, Valentino mentions an animal metropolis in reference to Zootopia, etc.).

In theory, the wish magic sounds cool but has so much that isn't explained??? And yeah, it's magic so it technically doesn't have to be. However, there are things not explained even when it is important to the plot. For example, Magnifico crushes some wishes and seems to absorb their power for himself (including the wish of Asha's MOM, so you'd think this would be important)? The consequence of this is that the wish's owners... become sad??? Okay, what are the long-term effects??? Why isn’t this fully explored?? But then later in the film we see the same people whose wishes were crushed... regenerate their wish??? So what, he has to keep reaping them??? And why are the wishes only taken at 18 years old? What if a wish changes? Ironically, the townspeople of Rosas have a scene where they question the technicalities of this wish magic. Magnifico essentially tells them to shut up, and it kinda felt like Disney was telling us to not question their lore www

It was weird that they never fully explored the ramifications of going without your wish. You’d think they’d show us people without ambition or hope (which would incentivize Asha to return their wishes), but everyone seems blissfully happy without their wishes?? The only exception is Asha’s friend that betrays her (cannot for the life of me remember his name), and that’s namely because his asshole friends keep ragging on him for it.

I thought the movie was going to go in a “you can make your own wish come true!!” direction but NOPE, turns out it’s just magic. Felt like Disney unintentionally wrote a whole movie about "wishes not coming true unless some big powerful entity allows it to come true” (Asha literally becomes the fairy godmother of Rosas at the end, making her ultimately no different than Magnifico)… ie a metaphor for how Disney owns so many properties it practically owns our childhoods www

"The power of friendship saves the day" ending 🤣 It was very Paper Mario ending-esque...

A song saving the day though?? It’s giving the Illumination Lorax film…

I was right about the humor. Too "quirky" and/or juvenile for me.

Animation was alright? Nothing awful about it, it just didn't feel as detailed or as experimental as other films with a similar style.

Songs were mid, which checks out with the recent Disney music excluding We Don't Talk About Bruno--

Some of the lyrics however were awful. “I let you live here for free and I don’t even charge you rent” is redundant. “So I throw caution to every warning sign” means you’ll show more caution than usual, not that you’ll forego caution. The correct expression is “throw caution to the wind”. Etc, etc, etc.

There was a cute after credits scene where they reveal that Asha's 100 year old grandpa (same age as Disney omg) wrote the "When You Wish Upon a Star" theme, which was sweet since his wish was "wanting to make a mark".

THE BEST PART OF THE MOVIE WAS STAR!! It was very cute (partly because it couldn't talk and just jingled and giggled, I was dreading another annoying mascot animal voice) and reminds me of my own pet… The way Star infused everything with glitter and formed unique shapes with the red twine was so fun 😭 I'M A STAR STAN, IT WAS ADORABLE AND KINDA BRATTY AND I'M LIVING FOR IT

Decent ideas, "meh" execution. Enchanted and Shrek did it better in terms of self-aware, fairy tale defying stories. It felt as though the movie was trying to deliver a profound message but got lost in the sauce of making as making Disney references possible and didn't fully commit to actually saying something meaningful. As a result, the film feels somewhat… hollow.

That one friend betraying Asha was the biggest surprise in the film but I still saw it coming 😂 I do get where he’s coming from though (being worried that his wish won’t ever come true) but it also felt like his conflict wasn’t resolved??? It might have gone better if the movie actually fully tried to push the “you can make your own wish come true” message (to reinvigorate the traitor to make his dreams a reality on his own) but they don’t 💦

Wish didn’t end up being “the wishing star’s origin story” because not once did anyone question where Star came from or why it was different from other stars (or what the significance of Magnifico blotting out the other stars was).

I think the people that would enjoy this movie are the people that are already highly invested in Disney and the nostalgia of it.

... Anyway, stan Star 🤩 (and the talking mushrooms 🍄)

[anonymooseforever007]

Behind on that Cute Date

(Michael Gray x Reader)

Summary: Wanting to give her busy friend some time to herself, Y/N had offered to watch her friend’s son Karl for a few hours to go to movie and ice cream. But upon returning to the house, Y/N offers to keep the boy longer if Ada wants to spend some more time with her “cute date”. It is a date right? 

A/N: Hi y'all! No TW's I think? I thought of the worst way to meet someone's mom and wrote it? I guess this could also be considered an Ada x Reader Platonic story too considering Michael isn't in the first part too much, but he is defiantly the focus of it...or parts of him are.. Also Michael is probably OC a bit here as I wrote it more with early S2 Michael (farm boy Michael:) ) in mind than the other seasons. enjoy❤️

WC- 5.4k

Part 2- Chocolate Pie

Main Masterlist

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Small and sticky fingers closed around the collar of Y/N’s dress as Karl began to softly snore into the woman’s shoulder. The energy of the day’s excitement finally beginning to fade (at least until nap time was over) as the two figures quietly walked back down the street to Ada’s house.

Y/N wouldn’t openly admit it, but she was slightly relieved that Karl had fallen asleep. It wasn’t that she didn’t adore the boy, but after almost nine hours of his endless questions (often which had be answered five minutes earlier) and constant need to be running in a different direction (often the opposite one than they needed to go in) the quiet was nice. 

Even if she truly did enjoy about coming up with all the different answers for questions such as, “Why don’t ducks have scales,” or, “How many jumps would it take to get across the park,” and even her (least) favourites, “What if I put this rock in my nose,” or “What if I took off my pants?” 

It would be later that Y/N realised the pattern where many of the questions Karl asked starting with the words, “What if I…” would typically result in a similar answer from herself ending in the words, “…and we don’t want to make mummy sad do we?” 

Maybe it was cheap manipulation, the “let’s not hurt mummy’s feelings” tactic, but Y/N had to admit it was extremely effective. It was right up there next to the , “we gotta be good or mummy may not let me watch you anymore” tactic, she often heard from her own babysitters when younger. Of course, she would explain why the question or action would make “mummy” sad and give Karl reasoning behind not doing it. But in a quick pinch telling him that “Mummy would be sad because he kicked the light post and his leg may fall off,” worked great. 

So aside from a few incidents involving light posts and small rocks, the day had gone great. Having picked Karl up right before lunch Y/N had taken him to run around the park for a bit before treating him to a small picnic shoved in her pack.

Then, being ready to get out of the heat for a bit, the pair went to see the film Peter Pan in the nearby theatre. Technically the movie had been released in the previous year, but the theatre was running a special that week and was playing select children’s films at a discounted price. Despite having purchased two tickets, Karl remained on Y/N’s lap for most of the film. Within the first few minutes he had been terrified by the film’s portrayal of “Nana, the Darling’s family dog,” and sought refuge with the women. Which seeing as it was a rather unnerving puppet Y/N didn’t blame him.

Finally, on the way back the two had passed an ice cream shop and Y/N decided to get them both a cone. Admittedly, she had already planned on doing so, but it certainly did help that while Karl was eating, he wasn’t able to continue pestering her on why she wouldn’t tell him how baby mermaids were made.

Yes, while Y/N certainly didn’t regret offering to take her friend’s son for the day, she could also see why Ada may have wanted (needed) the break. So when Karl began to walk slower and slower, dragging his feet just a bit more, until the only thing keeping him up was Y/N’s hand over his, she was a bit relieved. Even if she did have to keep readjusting his small body in her arms every few minutes, as his head switch between different sides of her shoulders to watch the people passing by. 

The time was getting close to dinner now and Y/N had promised Ada she’d get Karl home by dark. And even if it was still light outside, Y/N didn’t think Ada would mind the two returning a bit earlier than expected, especially if Karl was already tried out for the night.

 If anything it meant that Y/N would be able to take one more task off her friend’s list and get the boy washed and in bed early, leaving time for the two to catch up on the last chapter of their newest book. 

That was how the two met of course, with Y/N, who just started working at the same library, asking for a good book to read. And Ada, having found a thrilling new cover of her own, decided to share her find with the young woman who couldn’t have been older than her own cousin. And thus a new friendship was born, with both women reading the same book and later gushing over the new twist and turns of the plot over lunch each day.

Now here Y/N was almost a year later, walking back to Ada’s house, a trip she now knew by heart, with Ada’s little boy asleep on her shoulder, and hopes that Ada herself was actually able to take that long nap. Y/N knew her friend had been busy with work and Karl and even extended family too. It seemed every day Ada had a new rant about the stupidity of her older brothers’ even more stupid plan. It was why Y/N had offered to take Karl in the first place, remembering how tired her own mother often got trying to take care of the house and her siblings in those long years her father was fighting.

However, as the Y/N got closer to the house she became more and more unsure that Ada actually did spend the day alone as expected…

Sitting outside Ada’s house was a car that Y/N hadn’t seen before. It was a Black Bentley of the nicer model and judging by the shine of the metal it was obviously new. This was the first hint in Y/N’s mind that Ada wasn’t alone. She knew her older friend didn’t own a car, preferring to walk the short distance between work, home, or any other place she needed to get to. On the rare occasion that the women did need to travel further than they could walk, they could easily have called a cab or even taken the car Y/N “shared” with her older brother during the times he’s was in town. 

Stopping at the foot of Ada’s steps, between the front door and the car itself Y/N stared for a moment. A conversation she had with Ada earlier that week came to mind. 

In between their usually chatter during lunch, Ada had mentioned that she might have needed Y/N to watch Karl one night soon. Apparently, the one night Y/N went home early from the bar, was the night Ada had met a handsome man who’s interest was requited. After Y/N had left, they had met and got talking for a while and the mysterious suitor had even paid for Ada’s cab home later wishing her a good night with a kiss on the hand. It was during the lunch, that Ada let it slip the man had eagerly asked her on a date, but being unsure of how it would affect Karl, she asked to think about it for a few days.

Upon seeing the car outside and remembering their discussion, Y/N felt a smile begin to grow on her face. Obviously Ada had finally decided to call the man back and accept his offer, and Y/N was excited for her friend. 

Currently having no boyfriend or romantic interest herself (not for lack of trying), Y/N sometimes found herself highly invested in the love lives of her friends. She enjoyed listening about their newest attractions and helping them find new clothes to wear for dinners and even planning romantic picnics that could rival those in the books she read. Plus, when the relationship was a good one, she got excited seeing how happy her friends were when they had someone they could spend part of their life with. Even if Y/N hadn’t found that person of her own yet. 

Of the few dates Y/N had been on, she often found the men either nice but without connection, or worse, charming but far too handsey for someone who was a stranger only the hour before. Besides, along with the romantic encounters many of her friends had came the inevitable heartbreaks. And while she never minded being the shoulder to lean on, Y/N didn’t look forward to the feeling herself. So she had decided to let life run its course and if she were fated to find someone one, found they would be...one day... hopefully. If not she could always buy more dogs.

“Are you Ada’s friend?”

A small yell left Y/N’s mouth as she jumped slightly, hearing the voice that had spoken, startling her out of her thoughts. Karl made a small noise of protest but quickly fell back asleep as Y/N’s hand went to his hair, brushing it soothingly.

Taking a few seconds to regain her breath, Y/N turned from the car she had been staring at and towards the steps of the house. Towards where she assumed Ada’s mystery date stood. 

Upon seeing his face for a brief second Y/N wished Ada had left the bar that night early instead of her. Maybe then this man would have started talking to her. Maybe then he could have been her date.

He was dressed in a well tailored suit complete with a beige overcoat and matching hat in hand. His hair was a pretty brown color and had obviously taken some time to style it as neat as it was. In the back of her mind, Y/N wondered if his hair still looked as neat when he woke up the morning seeing how much product there appeared to be. His hair still looked soft though. His shoes were so polished Y/N had no doubt she would see a perfect reflection if she was looking down. And then there was his face…. He had a pretty jawline and even prettier green eyes. And slightly above his left eyebrow was a small mole on his otherwise almost flawless skin. Y/N decided at the moment that there were few faces she liked as much as his. Even if it did seem to be covered in an expression of confusion.... wait what?

"I asked if you were Ada's friend?" the man spoke again, once more breaking Y/N out of her thoughts. 

"Yeah, yes! I am totally Ada's friend. I'm not just walking around with this one for no reason," she spoke quickly, motioning to Karl as she did so. The man's eyes moved over to the boy resting on her hip as one corner of his mouth pulled up slightly. 

"I suppose that makes sense. Ada's not one to let just anyone watch Karl. I don't think her brothers are allowed to watch him half the time," the handsome stranger chuckled turning back to glance at the house quickly. Y/N smiled as well. She hadn't met Ada's brothers but had heard more than one story about them to know the stranger's comment may not have been wrong. 

"I'm Y/N by the way, really sorry for staring earlier. I've been chasing Karl here all day and zoned out a bit." Doing her best to shift Karl to one arm, Y/N was able to stick part of her right arm forwards hoping she hadn't offended him by not introducing herself sooner. Though it may have sound silly, and truthfully it was silly, Y/N had more than one of her friend's dates who got pissy if she didn't introduce herself "properly". And while those men, thankfully, never lasted to long, Y/N didn't want to risk pushing away first man she'd ever seen come out of her friend's house. Especially if this was the one Ada had seemed so enamored with just the other day. 

Looking back over at her, the man gave another half smile and stuck his hand out. Just as he was about to open his mouth to introduce himself, the exhaust of passing car released a loud bang. 

The standing pair both jumped at the sudden sound and Karl's head shot up. The little boy, now fully alert held on tightly to his sitter, moving his head around anxiously to find the thing that scared him awake. Seeing nothing his grip relaxed slightly and his head laid back down on Y/N's shoulder content to listen to her soothing words as she told him it was alright. Only a few seconds later, Karl's head shots up again and a grin spread across his face as he recognized the man before him.

"MEL!"

"Karlie!" The man, Mel, replied with a full smile and wave of his own, obviously familiar with the young boy. "How are you today? Your mum mentioned that you were spending the day with a friend when we got here. Did you go to a movie?"

Nodding his head Karl gave a toothy grin, before motioning to be put down. Happy to have her arms to herself once again, Y/N did so, unable to keep the smile from growing on her own face as she watch the two interact. 

If this truly was the mystery data of Ada's she expected him to be, Y/N was already impressed. Not only was he good looking, but he also seemed polite and more importantly but excited to interact with Karl. Y/N knew that if Ada truly was going to start going steady with any man, it wouldn't be one who ignored her son. She had also noted that when the loud, gunshot like, noise suddenly happened Mel had stepped closer, almost protectively, towards the other two. Whether out out of  instinct or bravery, it certainly gained him another point in Y/N's growing list. 

After quietly watching the two interact for a bit longer from the front steps of, Karl came back over to his mother's friend and grabbed her left sleeve motioning for her to bend down, eager to share a new secret.

"I have to pee."

Stifled laughter was heard behind the boy at his not so quiet whisper, and Y/N bit back her own smile the words reached her ears. 

"Alright Karlie boy, why don't we say bye to Mel and you can go right ahead." The words barely leaving Y/N's mouth before the boy blurted out a quick parting to the man before shooting inside and disappearing within. Now left alone on the steps with "Mel" as Karl called him, Y/N took another moment to smile to herself, as well as to breath before she planned on heading in. Waiting outside also gave her short time to plan her now numerous questions for Ada. Not intending to take up more of his time before she had time to interrogate her friend, Y/N turned to the man about to say her own goodbye when this time it was him who spoke first.

"I guess he had fun today. Last time he was that excited was when John gave him a slingshot and Arthur taught him how to use it. Almost took out Finn twice that day, and Tommy three times" Mel spoke with a smile on his face, both at the story he told and the women he was speaking to, who was now failing to hide her smile at the images in her head.

"I'm glad I could bring him such joy then," she laughed as he admired the spark in her eye, "He really was great today. I don't have many children in my own family, so getting to spend time with one if always fun. Besides I don't mind giving Ada a break every now and then, I know she works hard. But I take it you two had fun today," the last sentence Y/N couldn't help but asking. Even if she did plan on getting the details from Ada later it never hurt to get another's point of view in these situations....

"It was nice yeah, we got here right after you picked him up I think, and then spent most of the day here. I got some work I need to pick up now but I believe later we agreed to meet back at one of the clubs...," hesitating slightly now with his head looking to his feet quickly before he continued," I don't suppose you're going to be watching Karl tonight too? Or just until now? Or did you have other plans tonight?"

"Oh no,I'm probably gonna read a book tonight. I think Ada only wanted me to watch him until about dinner. But I didn't realize she had others plans tonight. I might have to see if she needs that," the last bit was mumbled more to herself as the silence now grew between them. It wasn't an uncomfortable silence, quite the opposite actually. Each wrapped up in their own head figuring out the details inside. 

Soon enough Mel looked back down at his watch noticing the time and a small cough and stretched out hand was all it took to break Y/N from her own reverie.

"It was nice to meet you but I really do need to get going on that work now. Don't want to get told off for being late," he said. And it was then as they both shook hands again that each took notice of how warm the other's hand was and how well it seemed wit fit with their own.

"Of course, go ahead! Don't let me keep you any longer. It was pleasure to meet you as well!" Y/N returned, removing her hand from his as she watched him move down the steps finally heading off in his car. But not before he glanced back to give her one more quick nod and half smile.

Fuck, Ada was lucky...

Standing on the steps a few moments more, Y/N waited until just after the shiny car had turned the corner out of sight before finally making her way inside. 

She made her way immediately to the kitchen where she heard Ada, giving Karl a quick wave as she passed him playing with his toys on the couch. Entering from the side Y/N immediately caught sight her friend washing a few plates in the sink and started to speak eagerly.

"Hello, alright so first I hope it's alright that I brought Karl home a bit earlier. He had fallen asleep and I figured it may be time to come back. I take it your day of rest went well. Also you know if you want I can take him for the night too? Leave you to have your fun..." She spoke wiggling her eyebrows suggestively at the last part.

Ada laughed before fully turning to her friend and responding, "My day was great, thanks again for taking him. And what do you mean by leaving me to have my fun? I don't have anything else to do tonight? Have you and Karl made plans to get rid of me?" 

"You have nothing else to do tonight?! Oh Ada but what about Mel! I thought you two were going to a club later? Are you really telling me you're gonna skip out on that? With him?!" Now both confused the two women stared at each other. Ada was confused because she couldn't think of any Mel's she knew, much less one she had plans with that night. And Y/N was confused because she was sure Mel had mentioned that he and Ada were going to a club later. Y/N hadn't spent long around him, but knew she'd enjoy having plans like that. Especially if they involved him. 

"Y/N who's Mel?"

"What do you mean who's Mel? It's Mel! Mystery man? You two met after I left the pub one night and hit it off? You said he asked you out and I thought you too had plans tonight? At least that's he made it seem like. He literally just left? Said he had some work to get before he came back?" Y/N moved her hands around in the air as she spoke now, as if that would make the picture of the man in her mind more clear to Ada.

"Oh do you mean Michael?" Ada said her smile beginning to grow as she began to realize what had happened. What Y/N still didn't realize.

"Michael? Karl called him Mel? He never corrected it but I'm not sure? Maybe? Anyway the guy who just left? Pretty hair, pretty clothes, pretty voice, and even prettier face? Oh come on Ada! How can you look at a man like that and say you don't remember him? He seemed perfectly polite too! Ohh Ada! Come on! Are you really not into to that?" Now bouncing on the heels of her feet as she began to describe the man. 

"Oh yes! Him! He got here a bit after you left. I remember now. But no, we don't actually have plans tonight I decided to stay in with Karl. Just out of curiosity... I take it you two talked for a bit? Did you like him?" Ada now stood looking at her friend with a grin matching Karl's. Now understanding who her "date"  was, she wanted to see how far this could go.

"Like him?! Ada he was brilliant!! You really caught a good one with him! Not only was he great with Karl, but he was also really nice about it all. He even moved a bit closer protectively when a car made a loud bang, he gets points for that I tell ya! And dear lord Ada he's gorgeous! Did you see his face? I know I keep saying it and the rest of him too! I tell you Ada if it ever get to where you meet his family you tell his mum I said 'thank you' because she really did great work! He's a real cute date! I hope he's treating you right! If not I'm sure we can get my brother to take care of him. We can have tea and biscuits while he hides the body!" 

Ada didn't hide her laughter any more and Y/N grinned back too. Though she had only met him a few times Ada was sure Y/N's large, but teddy bear like brother would have not problem hiding a body if needed. He reminded her of her own brothers... when they weren't pissing her off at least. However it was still one of these last sentences that make Ada pause and retrace her thoughts briefly.

"Wait, what do you mean thank his mother?"

"Well you know....Boys, they gets their balls from their daddy and their butt from their mama. At least that's what my grandma says. And I'm telling you Ada, ain't no tailor in the world can make an ass look that fine on skills alone. No Ada, that was pure genuine good ass genes."

As soon as Y/N finished speaking a loud laugh filled the air. A wonderful laugh like someone just heard the funniest joke on earth. It was the kind of laugh Y/N loved to hear from her friends. Only it wasn't her friend who laughed. 

Ada just stared, her mouth hung open but with the corners turned up. Shocked with both delight and confusion at the words. The laugh belonged to someone else. Someone who Y/N, in her haste to play detective, had accidentally missed. Someone who had overheard the conversation with just as much joy as Ada, but choose to remain silent until she couldn't hold her laughter in.

"Ada, I think that's the best thing I've heard in a while. You keep this one, she's fun."

An older woman, beautiful and with all-knowing eyes, met Y/N's glance and she finally turned to meet the "new" speaker. She had a look about her that said she could be just as cold as she was warm. She was a dangerous as she was smart. Luckily for Y/N the woman's face was warm indeed, though not as hot her own. Telling her friend how she felt about a strangers rear was one thing, but knowing another stranger heard it! Y/N didn't think it could be any worse.

"Already planned on it Pol."

Ada, finding her voice again, had finally spoke again. But she was still chuckling under her breath as she did so. It was as if both her and the older woman knew a joke Y/N didn't. But that was a thing for another time Y/N thought.

Pol, that sounded familiar to Y/N but she couldn't place where from. Instead she decided it would be best to stop gaping like a fish try to fix the small mess she just made. Because again it couldn't be any worse right. 

"Hi. Ada you have company, and you are Ada's company. Ohhhh noooo. I barged in on you two and  I'm interrupting and I just didn't know anyone else was here and you just heard all of that. I was just so excited because I thought Ada had date and like he didn't seem like a narcissistic asshole, and that was really good and and I'm rambling now so I'm gonna start over," Y/N paused, took a deep breath and stuck out her hand.

"Hi. I'm Y/N and I am sorry."

The woman, Pol, smirked at her and stuck out her own hand.

"Don't be sorry, Y/N, it's nice to know that at least someone's interested in furthering Ada's love life," Pol said, giving a quick side glance to the mentioned woman who gave a small huff and rolled her eyes. Obviously this type of conversation had come up before. And Polly continued turning to Ada, her tone now slightly sarcastic, "I'm just saying that your brothers do the same thing so it really shouldn't matter if you do either. You deserve to go out, find a good enough looking man and get laid? Isn't that was all the equality stuff is about anyway? Y/N what do you think of all that? Shouldn't our girl be just as able go out and have just as much fun as her brothers?"

The conversation have veered slightly from it's original course but none in the room seemed to mind. 

"Ohh I agree with you on that ma'am. Remember Ada. This is a time of equal rights! And equal rights means equal fights; and equal fights means equal fucks!" 

"Oh great, now there's two of you, if you keep this up you could give John and Arthur a run their money in the annoying awards," Ada groaned putting her head on the table in defeat briefly before it popped up again, "At least those two idiots I can hit. They won't hit back, but not you two. If I go after one of you I'm gonna have to get my nails done again. The brothers won't attack, but who's to say what would be done by the best friend and the aunt!" 

"Aunt?," Y/N repeated as she heard the last word, "OH AUNT, Pol, Aunt Polly, you're Ada's Aunt! Oh I remember now! Ada said you were going to come down this weekend." She turned towards the Shelby women who both perked up suddenly as if remembering their own idea from before.

"Yes, she's my aunt. She came down with my cousin for the weekend. I've told you about him right," Ada said, her grin beginning to grow again, while Polly sat back and smiled, just watching and waiting for what she knew was about to happen.

"Your cousin.... cousin," Y/N spoke aloud as she thought, "Oh yeah, you've mentioned him before. He's the one who let Karl go down the stairs in a bin! You tried to stab him! Isn't his name M...."

Y/N froze. 

Ada just stared at her friend with an innocent smile while Pol hid her smirk behind her cup of tea. 

Things were falling into place and Y/N realized it was worse... it was so so much worse. If a random stranger hearing your opinions on another stranger's ass was bad enough.... if the random stranger was actually the first one's .....

"Ahhhhhhh..... nooooo....no no no. No. No. No....No. Polly's your aunt.... and Polly has a son named Michael... And Michael is apparently Mel's real name.... which means that I .... you heard me.... thank you?.... great bullocks." Y/N spewed out her head shooting back and forth between the pair of Shelby's wearing matching grins. Her head hit the table with a thud, much like Ada's had earlier as she tried to block out the whole interaction that just happened. 

Maybe she should have just taken Karl to her house and let him play with her brother. They always had a riot of a time playing hide and seek, and making their own riots in the mini block town. That would have been a better option. 

"Great Bollocks? Who's mine or my son's?" 

Y/N laughed. She laughed and kept chuckling under her breath, it was all she could do. Of all the worst ways to meet someone's mom. Polly didn't even know Y/N's name before she knew all about Y/N thoughts on her son's rear end.... Releasing a deep sigh Y/N decided there was only one thing left to do in a situation like this. Standing up from her chair she looked at her companions.

"Right, I really just want to say... OH DEAR THE COOKIES ARE BURNING!!!!"

Alarmed, the Shelby women looked towards the oven to make sure the cookies were not in fact burning, and Y/N took her chance to make a break for the door. For someone who despised all things running, she was surprisingly fast.

"I'll just let you deal with that. I gotta get home to make sure my brother has stayed out of the dog food..yeah the dog food. Did I tell you he got dog? Yeah that happened. It was great talking with y'all!! Byeeeeeee!" 

Before the remaining two could even take two steps towards the fleeing girl, the door to the house shut firmly and she was gone. Ada was about to go after her and make sure she was alright. Even if it was funny to see her friend mistake her cousin for her lover, Ada still wanted to make sure she wasn't too embarrassed. Y/N liked to laugh a lot, but Ada was close enough to Y/N to know her laughs also hide her friend's anxiety at times. But Polly stopped her niece by grabbing her arm. 

"Oh don't worry about her."

"Pol you don't understand. I know her and even if she laughed she's dying inside. I need to let her know it's alright."

"No, let her go now. She'll be back," Polly spoke, pointing to the bag sitting by the door belonging to neither her nor her niece, "You and I need to get ready for a night out."

"But Pol. I sti..."

"No buts. You and I are dressing up and going out tonight. No men. Esme and Linda are on their way down too, if Lizzie can keep them from killing each other. So go upstairs and put on the dress you shove in the back of the closet when your brothers are here and get ready. I'll put Karl down and then change into my dress. Michael should be here any minute and we take his car."

"If it's no men then why are we taking Michael's car? And who's going to watch Karl while I'm out? James is gone for the weekend and I don't want to leave him alone if something happens. Besides if that is Y/N's pack she will be back tonight. It probably has her keys in it and she needs to get in. Someone should be here when she gets them."

Polly smirked a smirk only she could pull off.

"Ada dear I said WE'RE taking Michael's Car. I never said he was coming with us....

Part 2

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happy together | m.l + l.dh [PT.2 TEASER]

→husband!lee haechan x reader x bff!mark lee

genre: smut, angst, hurt, humor, marriage au, love triangle, forbidden affair, friends to secret lovers, 90s/00's au

synopsis: with you by his side, mark's convinced things are finally going his way. his mind is set on his plans but haechan has plans of his own that also include you.

warning(s) for teaser: ADULTS ONLY, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! toxic marriage, mutual infidelity, morally grey characters, after care, haechan feels insecure, making out, fingering, smoking.

wc: 1.6k+ | coming soon this march 18, 2023. 15:30 CST.

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The minutes passed, all that was heard were waves crashing against each other and the boulders. It was warmer now and perhaps much later, enough for your friend back in the house to be awake. Hyuck was the one to take the initiative in getting off of you and cleaning you off with some of the water he had packed. 

He didn’t speak and neither did you, the most you could muster was to look at him in silence, his soft touches creating a complex feeling in your heart. At that moment you too wanted to just leave and go back inside. 

“Did you eat breakfast?” “No. I went straight to the pool.”

He hums, putting his trunks back on and stuffing the towels in the beach bag. “Mark is probably awake. We can get something on the way to the market if he hasn’t made anything yet.” His voice was hoarse, with some laced pain on it. You gave him a side smile, tying back the swim suit and placing a beach dress over. 

“He’d smoke a pack before eating breakfast. Sometimes I have to force him to have a proper meal.” You giggle, shaking off the sand from the blanket you two laid upon minutes prior. Haechan forces out a laugh, his smile quickly dwindling after.

 Right. You took care of Mark. 

Donghyuck had expected this experience to make him feel better about his marriage. He wanted to think this was meant to settle the peace between you both but instead he felt worse. His chest felt warm and heavy and his eyes threatened to spill tears. Some had during the act but he did his best to not weep. 

He fully understood the marriage turning this way was his fault, you had told him so many times even insinuated it way before he met the catering girl but that didn’t hurt as much. He was comfortable enough with how things went on between you two before Mark arrived. At least if it meant that it was him the one you’d think about. The only one you’d both love and hate.

What did make him feel this way was hearing you come into the room after 3 AM and smell like his best friend. How often you spend time with Mark and enjoy his company. And worst of all is that you hadn’t put anything behind.

The reason you had been civil with Donghyuck was simply because Mark was there to satiate your needs. It had only gotten to this point of accepting his touch because you were starting to get bored of Mark just like you had with him not too early into the marriage. Or so he thinks, that is was your actions are making both believe at least.

There were only a few steps left to reach the top. While Hyuck was contemplating this bond, you seemed the most aloof. There was some brightness to you and a careless attitude. On one of those steps you turned to look at him, his face was getting red and you knew it wasn’t from the sun. Something was bothering him.

It’s not like you cared to know but that gloominess was interfering with your relaxation. Stopping on your tracks and pulling him along, Hyuck throws you a confused look. You didn’t say anything yet, you simply smiled at him softly and caressed his warm cheek. He eased into your touch, feeling your soft fingers dance across his taut skin.

“I love you, Donghyuck.” 

As much as he’s yearned hearing those words, this time he doesn’t know how much to believe them anymore. 

“I love you too.”

They came out in a whisper, one you swallowed upon connecting your lips one last time that moment. He didn’t want to think much about it. There was a chance you were lying or that like him, you loved him in a baneful way. Yes, that is most plausible.

He wasn’t the only one to hear your profession of love. Poor Mark had lounged around the back porch with a pack of cigarettes to his side. Like said before it wasn’t too long until you two reached the top and though you didn’t intend for Mark to hear or see everything he has this morning— it just happened.

Reaching the top by the time Mark let out a puff of smoke in desperation; a sigh at most. Smelling that familiar stench, you both turned to see him lying upon the white outdoors couch his father had decorated with. 

“Morning.” Hyuck breaks the ice, giving his friend a tender smile that you mimic. Mark didn’t dare look at you both for too long, nodding in return while taking a sip of his drink. “Morning; Where were you guys?” He questions with a little pep in his words, trying his best to hide any negative emotion.

“Wanted to swim for a bit but the water was cold. Hey, did you have breakfast already? We can catch something to eat on the road before we get everything.” Mark lifts his cigarette with a smile before taking another drag, both you and Hyuck looking at each other remembering your conversation.

Hyuck chuckles with a nod. “Alright, gonna shower and we can leave after everyone’s ready, yeah?” 

“Yeah.” “Sounds good.”

He let go of your hand that second, not waiting for you to follow behind as he rushed to the bedroom’s bathroom. Despite the interaction, his feelings were still a painful turmoil and if he looked at either of you for too long in the moment, he’d end up breaking in front of both. 

Locking the door, Hyuck looks into the mirror before him. The bags beneath his eyes looked darker than before and his face had started to sink in. He didn’t look ill but he did look tired and sad. His cheeks weren’t as beautifully round in the time being and he knew that wasn’t good. After all, his round jumpy cheeks are your favorite thing about him. Maybe if he gained them back your ‘i love you’s’ would have real meaning to them.

He couldn’t contain it anymore. In the instance his thin fingers touched his equally thin face and let out that cry he’s been holding in this entire time. His tears felt boiling hot against his skin, the rivers of salt water wounding his face but that ache in chest was worse.

Donghyuck knew he still loved you. Hell if he loved you through all the times you had called him useless, the times you avoided him during periods he felt like hell, and witnessed the times you made your own father cry by the way you treated him; then why wouldn’t he love you now that he accepted you yourself had an affair with his best friend? His brother. 

He wondered how much he loved Mark too. Mark the boy he spent years of childhood with all up to college when both parted ways. The boy he’d let stay at his house every time his father reprimanded him for the smallest things even if they weren’t a mistake. 

Mark was his wedding witness, the boy who approved of you when you two started dating and told him you were the perfect match. The boy who helped him find the perfect ring and arrangements. Mark and him have experienced many things together but sharing a lover is not one he thought they ever would. Especially not one he’s tied to by law and heart. As painful as it is.

Donghyuck bit into his fist before doing so into a towel, his silent sobs absorbed by the cloth. This was the best he could do without having you two hear him.

And while your husband is breaking to pieces in the shared bathroom, you make your way to the kitchen. Upon getting a water bottle, you felt the touch of two warm hands on your hips pulling you close to his body and turning you around to face him.

Mark didn’t show much expression, instead he pressed you against the cold steel doors. Looking at each other for a few seconds, he took initiative in connecting your lips. It shouldn’t have taken you by surprise the way it did but slowly you began to ease into his touch. You could taste the mixture of his cigarette and the orange juice he had been drinking.

Holding onto his shoulders, Mark’s own hands began to caress your body. One hand rested on your waist and the other went underneath your dress. He felt the warmth between your thighs. His fingers begin to caress the skin and make a silent gasp leave your lips. He took that opportunity to snake his tongue in your mouth. 

By the time he pushed the fabric of your bikini bottoms to the side, his fingers prodded your entrance making your gasp become audible this time. When you were to moan his name, the man before you halted his movement. He separated from the kiss as well, looking at you directly the second he felt the globs of cum cling to his fingers. 

Scooping it, Mark pulled his fingers out and looked at them before you. He could notice the dark marks your husband sealed onto your skin. You were panting but there was no sign of regret on your face. Instead he was received with:

“What do you expect? He’s my husband.” 

A threatening smile on your end tries to form but Mark couldn’t produce any words. He felt speechless and quite honestly too hurt to even say anything. His face had a mixture of disgust, anger, and sadness. 

With the simplest of words, you always manage to hurt them.

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Request about Chris Evans falling for camera girl in the movie of avengers 2

Falling for you

Pairing: Chris Evans x reader

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“And action!” You heard the director shout beside you while pointing the camera at Chris Evans who tried to lift Thor’s hammer. It is such an honor for you to work with Marvel and be able to film with such talented actors. You love to watch the movies and you’re a big fan of the actors. It was your dream to someday be a camera girl in such a popular franchise.

“And cut!” The director shouted and then you could have a break. You decided to go to the coffee shop near the set. When you were waiting for your coffee to get ready you looked at your phone to see where and with who the next scene will be. Ah, cool it’s a scene with Elizabeth Olsen. You have seen her on your first day on set and she was so kind and sweet. When the barista said that your coffee is ready you wanted to grab it when suddenly someone else’s hand reached for it.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” A guy beside you said. When you looked over to him you could see that it was Chris Evans.

“You are Y/N the camera girl, right?” Chris said with a smile. You never talked to him in person you only saw him from a distance and filmed him.

“Yes, and you’re Chris Evans.” You nervously said.

“That’s me.” He said with a chuckle when the barista interrupted you and said that his coffee is ready.

You both grabbed your coffee when Chris said. “Do you want to sit down for a bit?”

“Sure.” Chris went ahead and sat down. You took the chair across from him and you took a sip from your coffee. You got a little bit nervous because you didn’t really know what to say to him. You didn’t want to say anything wrong or make him uncomfortable and with that thought your leg started to bounce of nervousness.

“Do you always wanted to be a camera girl?” Chris broke the silence.

“Yeah, it all started when my dad bought me a camera for Christmas when I was eight years old. At first I was just taking pictures but after a while I started to film our everyday life at home. The years passed but the camera stayed. I studied photography at college and I have already done a few photoshoots but filming is something that has always fascinated me.” You paused.

“Sorry I didn’t want to bore you.” You began to get nervous.

“Oh, no you didn’t. I like to hear more about other people instead of talking about myself.” Chris smiled and you were glad.

“And I find it really interesting” Chris added. You talked about a few other things. Chris asked you about your filming skills. Chris started to ask some random questions and you had a lot of fun.

After a while you looked at your phone to see what time it is. “I’m sorry I have to go now the next scene starts in 15 minutes.”

“It’s okay I also have to go and change clothes for my next scene.” Chris said. You both paid your coffees and left the shop.

“Bye Y/N, see you” Chris smiled at you and went into his trailer.

…

After the last scene you are about to go to your car to drive home when you heard someone calling your name. When you turned around you saw Chris holding your bracelet.

“This is yours, right?” He said and you were so relieved that he found it.

“Oh my god, yes. Thank you so much Chris. I was searching for it everywhere.” You could see how he began to smile.

“Of course. See you tomorrow Y/N” Chris turned around and went to his car. The entire drive home you had to think about Chris. About how sweet and kind he is. He was so interested in hearing about how you started working with the camera. He even wanted to see some of your pictures and that you bring some with you the next time. You are so exited to see him again.

…

It was early in the morning when you went to the set. On your way to the trailers you saw Scarlett coming out of her trailer dressed as Black Widow. When she saw you, she immediately greeted you. The day went on very well. All scenes didn’t take long to shot. There was one scene that you really loved to film. It was the one were Black Widow comforted Hulk in the woods. Later you went to the coffee shop again. You were about to leave when Chris walked in fully dressed as Captain America. When he saw you, he began to smile and you could feel butterflies in your belly.

You walked up to him “Hey Captain” Chris chuckled.

“Hi. You are about to leave?” He asked and you could see a little sadness.

“Yes.”

“Oh, man I thought I could see you here and we could talk like yesterday, it was really fun and I liked talking to you.” Chris scratched his neck.

“You came here because you wanted to see me?” You nervously asked to make sure.

“Umm yeah.” Chris began to blush.

“I could give you my phone number and we could chat or meet up.” Chris smiled and took his phone and gave it to you. You tipped in your phone number and he puts it back into his pocket.

“So now I really have to go, bye Cap.” Chris laughed.

“Bye.” He said and you walked out of the shop.

…

You are finally home when you got a text message from an unknown number.

Hey Y/N it’s me Chris! I hope you had a good day.

Hey, my day was good how about yours?

Mine was also very good. I went for a walk with Dodger earlier.

After texting with Chris for an hour you went to bed and hoped to see him tomorrow. The days went by, some days were good, others were just okay and then there were some that were bad. Today is one of the bad ones. It all started at morning when your car suddenly didn’t work, and you came too late to work. Later one scene didn’t go as planned and the director didn’t like the way you filmed it. While you were waiting for your taxi to arrive, you got a call from your sister that she can’t visit you this week. You couldn’t take the day anymore, you could feel tears building in your eyes and began to sniffle. When you looked up you could see Chris and you immediately turned around. You didn’t want him to see you like that.

“Hey Y/N.” You looked at your phone and didn’t answer him.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Chris asked you. You whipped some tears away and looked up to him.

“Oh, Y/N, what happened? He said in a soft tone.

“This day was really shit.” You sniffled.

“Can I do something to make you feel better?”

“Can I have a hug”

“Of course, come here sweetheart.” Chris pulled you into a big warm hug. After a few minutes you broke the hug and thanked him.

“Do you want to come home with me? We could watch a movie and you could meet Dodger.” Chris asked you.

“Yeah, that would be nice and I’m finally going to see the cute dog from your profile picture.” He gave you a smile.

In the car he handled you his phone and let you pick out some music that you like but he also gave you some comforting looks because he wanted to make sure that you’re alright. When you were at Chris home you watched a movie, played with Dodger, ate some pizza and told Chris what was bothering you. He was so sweet and made you feel better.

“Thank you so much for making my day better.”

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Reunited (Part 2/4)

Eddie Munson x Reader (Fluff)

| Part 1 | Eddie & Steddie Masterlist | AO3 Link |

Summary: On a trip back to Hawkins, running to the grocery store for his Uncle Wayne results in an unexpected reunion for Eddie Munson and his long lost best friend from high school. As the friendship is rekindled through a series of late night phone calls, the two of you become closer than ever and long buried feelings come rushing back to the surface.

Rating: Explicit

Author Note: Afab reader, gender neutral pronouns. Rockstar/BestFriend!Eddie x SingleMom!Reader. Part 2 of 4. A slow burn romance with eventual smut. An AU where Henry Creel never happened.

CW: Discussions of deadbeat dad’s, feelings of missing out and some mild feelings of being abandoned.

Word Count: 3,981

For those who work behind the scenes of the music industry, management and coordination was a job that never had any downtime. This goes double in the late winter to early spring months when preparations for the summer tours start to go into full swing.

As late spring transitioned into early summer, Eddie Munson’s life consisted mainly of rehearsals, wardrobe fittings and guest appearances promoting their spot on the upcoming ‘96 Warped Tour. Luckily, the promo spots and interviews were all filmed locally, giving Corroded Coffin a break from traveling for a couple of months.

Now that he had an idea of what life on a major tour like that was going to be like, Eddie found himself slowing down a bit as late spring turned into early summer. While he still went out and enjoyed all the nightlife benefits that came along with his growing fame, he found himself spending an equal amount of time at home. It was nice sometimes just staying in with the quiet comforts of home.

But even on the nights that Eddie found himself staying in by himself at his condo, he wasn’t truly alone. Once you helped him figure out how to put his handset on speaker phone, it felt like you were right there with him in a way.

For two people that hadn’t spoken in close to thirteen years at the time of your reunion, it felt as if no time at all had passed. The only difference between then and now was, now neither of you would get yelled at for staying up too late on the phone. The friendship was easily restarted, you both completely comfortable with each other right out the gate. Once again, you became that person he told his every idea and thought too.

Well. Not every thought.

But there was no point in voicing those particular things since he knew you didn’t feel that way about him. You didn’t before he was a rockstar and he knew that certainly hadn’t changed your feelings about him now. In a way, that was a relief knowing his fame hadn’t changed you any, but at the same time, that just made his own feelings for you a little bit deeper.

As early summer went on and it got closer to the start of the Warped Your, it also got closer to Jesse’s second birthday.

In the months leading up to it, you began working a lot more at your job, staying later every night than you normally would for the extra hours. Eddie couldn’t help but to start getting worried after a while when you sounded more and more exhausted every time he called.

“And you’re positive I’m not the one keeping you up?” he asked you one night, wanting to make sure you weren’t keeping yourself up just to keep him amused.

It was a little after midnight when Eddie called you this time, not late for either of you by any means. While you assured him you simply couldn’t sleep, you sounded like you were about to fall over at any minute.

“Seriously, I’m positive,” you said, your voice tinged with the lazy drawl of tiredness. “Don’t worry, baby. When I get sleepy enough to go to bed, I’ll let you know.”

It wasn’t the first time you had slipped and called him a pet name when you were really tired, and even sometimes when you were really excited. But every time it did, Eddie’s heart always skipped a few beats. He didn’t think you even realized what you said, so he let it go just like he always did.

“Alright, sweetheart,” he said, swallowing and hoping his voice didn’t sound as shaky as he felt. “As long as you’re sure. You never said why they’re making you work so many hours. They shorthanded or something?”

“We are shorthanded, but overtime is always voluntary,” you said. “I’ve been picking up the extra hours to pay for Jesse’s birthday.”

“Doesn’t Scoot or whatever his name is help with any of that?” Eddie asked. “I know he isn’t in his life, but doesn’t the child support help any?”

There was a sudden burst of surprised laughter from your end of the phone. Eddie raised a brow, not expecting that reaction.

“He can’t pay child support if he has no income,” you said. “He doesn’t work thanks to his girlfriend footing the bill for everything. That’s why I called her his sugar mama.”

“So, he’s just between jobs then?” Eddie asked.

“No, he doesn’t work on purpose, so he doesn’t have to pay child support.”

Eddie was stunned. While it wasn’t a story he hadn’t heard before, even his own dad cut out on paying child support to Uncle Wayne, it still surprised him every time he heard it. He didn’t understand how people could just not care if their children were provided for or not.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart,” he said, not really knowing what else to say. “That really fucking sucks.”

“Eh,” you said, and he could almost hear you shrugging. “It is what it is.”

“Yeah, but that don’t make it suck any less.”

“No, no it doesn’t,” you agreed, chuckling.

There was a small, comfortable lapse in the conversation as Eddie got ready for bed. He could hear the television playing softly in the background on your side but couldn’t quite hear it well enough to tell what it was.

“Is Jesse excited about his birthday?” Eddie asked once he’d finished brushing his teeth.

“Not really,” you chuckled. “He’s a little young to get the concept yet. But he’ll go ape shit when he sees his grandparents, the cake and the presents.”

“Oh, I bet,” he said, chuckling. “Which one will excite him the most.”

“Probably his grandparents,” you said. “They retired out to Chicago a couple months back to be closer to family. I know he misses them, he used to see them several times a week.”

Eddie blinked at that a few times.

“For real?” he asked. “Huh. I never would’ve guessed your old man would retire out of state.”

“Oh, no, this is Scott’s parents,” you explained. “Mine still live here.”

“Huh,” Eddie said, blinking again as he walked from the bathroom to his bedroom. “Isn’t that kinda awkward?”

“Not at all,” you said, yawning. “Bill and Diane are awesome people. They were just as surprised as I was when Scott ran off.” Then you chuckled. “Diane still calls me her daughter in law.”

Now Eddie really blinked in surprise at that.

“Wait, I thought you said you guys didn’t get married?”

“We didn’t,” you said. “But everyone just kinda figured we would since we’d been together for so long, especially once I got pregnant.”

“That makes sense,” Eddie said, pacing around the bedroom like he did sometimes while on the phone. “Is that what you wanted?”

There was a long pause before you answered.

“I guess at the time I figured that would happen eventually,” you finally said.

“That doesn’t answer my question, sweetheart,” he said. “I asked what it was that YOU wanted.”

There was another pause now, a shorter one.

“Huh,” you said, then chuckled. “You know, no one’s ever asked me that before.”

“It’s your life, sweetheart,” Eddie said. “You should get a say in it.”

“True,” you said. “Well. Let me think.”

There was yet another pause, a much longer one this time.

“I guess it would’ve been nice to share it all with someone,” you finally said, sighing.

While Eddie wasn’t exactly sure what you meant, he found himself not wanting to ask. But while he was trying to think of what to say in order to lighten the mood, you continued with your thoughts.

“I guess it kinda feels like I got screwed out doing it properly. Having a loving man that will rub my belly, get me ice cream at three in the morning. You know, the whole experience you see in the movies.

A slight twinge of sadness had crept into your voice, one he hadn’t ever heard from you.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart,” Eddie said, once again not knowing what else to say.

“It is what it is,” came your reply, again with the shrugging tone.

“But that doesn’t make it-“ Eddie started to say.

“Suck any less,” you said along with him, then chuckled. “Yeah, I know, trust me.”

Finally feeling the excess energy winding down, Eddie crawled into his bed and lay back so he was propped up against the headboard.

It felt like a good time for a topic change.

“What all have you got planned for the birthday boy?” he asked.

“Not a whole lot, really,” you said. “Just a small barbecue here at the. My friend Gina is bringing this flower sprinkler head thing that her kids love, so everyone is probably going to end up soaked by the end of it.”

The idea of a small get together like that made Eddie smile. It had been a long time since he’d been to one of those.

“That sounds really awesome,” he said. “When’s the party?”

“June 15th,” you said. “His birthday fell on a Saturday this year, so we’re getting to have his party on the actual day.”

“Sweet,” he said, grinning. “That means I still got time to get something and gave it sent over.”

“Ba-Eddie, you don’t have to do that,” you said.

Eddie’s heart skipped a beat at your near slip.

“I know I don’t have to, but I want to,” he said, chuckling. “What’s Jesse into?”

“Not anything too specific, really,” you said, chuckling. “He loves Sesame Street, can’t stand Barney for some reason. Jesse will scream if he even sees him.”

“I can understand that one,” Eddie said. “So do I.”

This sent you into a giggling fit. He smiled as he listened to you.

“Outside of that, he loves trains and blocks,” you said once you’d calmed down. “Especially those big Duplo ones by Lego. He’s going to be a Lego fiend when’s he older, I can already see it.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” Eddie said, laughing.

“Yes and no,” you said. “No, because I love Lego’s too. Yes, because they are expensive as hell.”

Eddie couldn’t help but feel a little bad then. Even though he didn’t have to worry about price tags anymore, it occasionally slipped his mind that others weren’t as fortunate as he was now. He remembered all too well what it was like scraping the bottom of the barrel to get by like you were doing now.

“True,” he said. “That’s a good list to choose from, so I’ll see what I can find.”

“Just don’t go too over the top,” you said. “Remember, he’s just going to be two. He’s not even going to remember any of this in a few years.”

As both the birthday party and the start of the tour drew closer, Eddie’s late-night calls came less and less frequently. This was to be expected though. His schedule was ramping up with all of the last minute preparations that needed his input. With as much as you were working and as tired as you were, you really only had the time before bed to think about him.

It was somewhere in this timeframe that you began to realize just how much you missed Eddie on those nights he didn’t call. It was easy to get used to hearing from him as a part of your nightly routine on those stretches where he called you nearly every night. But during the periods where you didn’t hear from his as much, it felt like something was missing.

By the time Jesse’s birthday rolled around, you had completely forgotten about Eddie’s promise to send a present. You were so busy, it slipped your mind. Nothing had shown up by the day of the party itself, and your morning was filled with last minute cleaning and decorating, which you were nearly done with when people started arriving around noon. Not long after your parents arrived, your mom shooed you away from everything so you could enjoy the party with your son.

As predicted, Jesse was absolutely ecstatic to see his grandparents after so long.

Also as predict, by the time everyone sat down for Jesse to open presents, all of the kids and most of the adults had been soaked by the flower sprinkler. You all sat around the patio area, drying off under the hot sun as your son started tearing into his first present.

Shortly after he got that first gift opened, you heard the doorbell go off inside the house. Your friend David hopped up to go answer it so the two of you could continue with the presents. He was only gone for a little bit before you heard a loud, shrill scream coming from inside the house.

The conversations among the group stopped as everyone looked towards the backdoor of your house, curious expressions on everyone’s faces, including yours.

A few moments later, David came back outside, red faced and looking shocked, followed shortly afterwards by none other than Eddie Munson himself.

Your jaw dropped in surprise, then you quickly glanced around at the assembled group.

It wasn’t a surprise to see recognition on your parents faces since Eddie hadn’t changed much since his high school days outside of having a few more tattoos. He looked like he always did in warm weather, still wearing his trademark torn jeans, a faded band t shirt and well-worn sneakers. Your dad was starting to wave at him as let your gaze swept to your friends.

Since you weren’t close to anyone from high school anymore, none of your old friends were present, but you could see a few of your friends knew of Corroded Coffin and knew who Eddie was. It was all over their faces. Jaws dropped; eyes widened. They looked back and forth at each other as if to make sure they weren’t seeing things.

Your eyes swept back over to Eddie just in time to lock eyes with him across the patio. He broke into a bright smile that made your heart flutter.

“Hey, sweetheart!” he said as he headed over to where you were sitting with Jesse with a big, brightly wrapped box tucked under one arm. “I’m so sorry I’m late! I was supposed to be here hours ago, but the two-hour layover in Chicago turned into a six-hour delay.”

Once he’d reached you two, he added his box to the stack of presents for Jesse and leaned down to kiss you on the cheek.

“W-What are you doing here, Eddie?” you finally managed to ask as he tickled Jesse’s cheek affectionately. “I thought you only came in town at Christmas?”

At the moment, Jesse didn’t even seem to notice Eddie touch him because he was so preoccupied with the noisy, light up toy he just unwrapped.

“Usually, yeah,” he said, then smiled softly as he looked from Jesse to you. “But something important came up and I wanted to drop by.”

There was no point in even trying to fight the blush that rose up in your face at his words. Or, rather, your words, but they sounded so much better coming from him.

After a few seconds of gazing into each other’s eyes, a blush started to rise up in Eddie’s cheeks as well and you both broke eye contact to look down at Jesse at the exact same moment.

“Anyway!” he said, quickly standing up and turning to the group with a wave. “Sorry for interrupting! Carry on everyone, I’ll be nice and quiet. You won’t even know I’m here!”

Your dad barked with good natured laughter at that one.

“I highly doubt that, Eddie!” he said through his laughter. “The day you’re quiet will be the day you’re dead! Now, get over here and have a beer with me.”

Once Eddie had gotten settled in with the small group, half of which kept sneaking disbelieving glances over to where he sat at the patio table with your dad, you got Jesse’s attention back on the pile of presents he had left. It was a bit slow going since he was fascinated by every toy he unwrapped, especially the picture on the box of the zoo animal train set that Eddie got him, but eventually he got through them all.

As your mom and Diane began clearing away the wrapping paper, you looked up at the group to thank everyone for the presents and saw some of them were nearly vibrating out of their skin from excitement by this point.

Time to address the elephant in the room.

Or, rather, the rock star on your patio.

“Hey everyone!” you said just loud enough to get their attention, then lowered your voice to its normal range. “I’d like you all to meet my best friend, Eddie Munson.”

Now your friends looked really shocked hearing that proclamation, except for Gina, who knew all about Eddie and the late night phone calls. However, she still looked as surprised as you still felt by his appearance.

Eddie grinned and waved at everyone.

“Hey guys!” he said brightly. “It’s really nice to meet you all.”

At this point, Jesse was moving his attention from one toy to another and heard the familiar voice. His head snapped up and he looked around.

“Eggy?”

The smile on Eddie’s face was so bright it melted your heart.

“Hey little man!” he said from across the patio. “Happy Birthday!”

For the next forty-five minutes, the party was put on hold while Eddie was swamped by his fans amongst the small group. While some of your friends didn’t know who he was initially, they were interested once they found out. He didn’t mind at all. Autographs were given and photos were taken.

And, in every single photo Eddie posed for, he was holding Jesse. Once your son had finally figured out his friend Eggy was here, live and in person, he refused to let Eddie put him down. Any attempt to try, or to hand him over to you even, resulted in a screaming Jesse. Your friends were perfectly fine with this.

Due to how long the delay in Chicago took, Eddie didn’t get to stay as long as either of you would’ve liked. He was able to stay for some grilled hotdogs and cake, but shortly after that, he had to call a cab to take him back to the airport.

The cab arrived in less than five minutes, much to the dismay of both of you, signaling it was there with a few taps of the horn.

“That was fucking fast,” you muttered as you walked Eddie to the front door.

“Tell me about it,” he said, shaking his head as he followed you out onto the front porch. “I’m pretty sure he set a record there.”

The two of you walked down the steps to the sidewalk and stopped, turning to face each other.

“I still can’t believe you came all this way just for a few hours,” you said, shaking your head with a smile.

“I said I’d come back if something important comes you,” he said, smiling at you as he looked into your eyes. “And Jesse’s birthday is definitely important.”

You found yourself speechless for the second time today by his words, and you felt another blush coming to your cheeks. The two of you were standing quite close to one another, though not quite touching. His gaze left yours then to lower from your eyes down to your lips.

Now your heart was racing as you found yourself looking down at his mouth. You were just in time to see the tip of his tongue run along his bottom lip.

Suddenly, you had a moment of courage and reached up to rest your hands on his shoulders. At the same time you felt the fabric of his t shirt under your palms, Eddie’s hands came to a rest on your hips.

Just as he started to tilt his head down to yours, the cabbie honked the horn several times, scaring you both and making you instantly break apart, as if you were both teenagers getting caught making out.

You looked at each other and both of you laughed nervously.

“You better get going,” you said, smiling but feeling sad at the same time. “Sounds like he’s about ready to leave without you.”

“Yeah,” Eddie said, sighing before he pulled you in for a hug. “I don’t know when I’ll get the chance to call you again. From what they tell me, the Warped Tour is going to be even worse schedule wise than the White Zombie tour.”

This made you feel a soft pang in your chest. It wouldn’t be unexpected to not hear from him for the duration of the tour, but that didn’t mean you had to like it.

“I figured as much,” you said against his shoulder, your arms around his waist. “As dumb as this might sound, I’m going to miss you.”

Eddie’s arms tightened around you and he kissed the top of your head.

“Not dumb at all, sweetheart,” he said softly into your hair. “I’m really going to miss you too.”

The car honked again, forcing you to part after one final squeeze. Once he was in the cab, Eddie turned to wave at you as it drove away. You waved back to him, watching until the car disappeared after turning off of your street with a lump in your throat.

You took a moment to compose yourself, then rejoined the party, taking the seat next to your dad that Eddie had vacated.

The two of you quietly watched Jesse playing with his toys for a while before your dad finally spoke.

“You know, I have to tell you something,” he said. “I always thought it was a shame you and Eddie never dated.”

“You and I both,” you said, looking over at him and chuckling. “Unfortunately, Eddie doesn’t feel the same way.”

“Bullshit, he doesn’t,” he said, shaking his head. “That kid has always been crazy about you. Still is.” He waved his hand through the air as you started laughing again. “No, really, Y/N. Why else would he fly nearly across the country just to go to a kids birthday party that isn’t even his? It wasn’t for the cheap hotdogs and cake from a box; I can tell you that.”

Now that really stunned you. You hadn’t thought about it that way, figuring this whole thing had just been an over-the-top friendly gesture done by your rich rock star of a best friend because he felt sorry for you being a single mom.

But that didn’t make nearly as much sense as this explanation did.

This made you think back over your friendship with Eddie, both since you reconnected and from back in high school.

All signs pointed to your dad being correct. Eddie Munson had feelings for you.

That was both exciting and sad all at once.

While this was something you’d dreamed of, even literally a few times while you were still in school, you knew it was always just a fantasy, never anything you should seriously give any thought to. And now? Now it just sounded like something completely impossible. The two of you lived in different states, practically on different coasts, living completely different lifestyles.

In the grand scheme of things, you realized it might just be easier to pretend that conversation with your dad never happened, and bury your head back in the sand like it had been for all these years.

But, at the same time, the very idea of doing that made your heart sink.

At least with Eddie being busy on the tour, you’d have some time to figure out what you wanted to do.

Or, rather, what you should do.

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leading man,, part 2

pairing: hugh grant x reader

word count: 2.391

warnings: smut, age gap (early 20s/late 50s)

prompt: reader has mulled over what hugh said the day before and proposes an idea

* * *

I hadn’t been able to get Hugh off my mind all night and all day after the conversation we’d had. I felt as if I was supposed to feel embarrassed about having opened up about such a big insecurity, but all I could focus on was that silence when I had said it was impossible to find the right person.

It was a somewhat short day of shooting today, a Friday, and a few people had initiated we stay on set for a while after wrapping, to have some drinks. I had only had one drink but it had given me a lot of confidence for some reason. Maybe something to do with not having eaten since lunch six hours ago.

“Hugh,” I said firmly as I passed him and hooked my arm around his. I pulled him away to a secluded corner.

“How do I know when I’ve found the right person?”

“I can’t answer that,” he replied, knowing straight away what I was talking about. I furrowed my eyebrows.

“What? Cause of some sort of code or something?”

“No,” he laughed and leaned against the wall with his arms crossed and hand gently holding a glass of wine. He was in a grey jumper and simple blue jeans, his hair was still in its perfectly calculated disheveled state from filming.

“I don’t have the answer,” he chuckled. “I suppose it’s someone you feel you have chemistry with and you feel comfortable with. You’ve gotta be attracted to them. I don’t know.”

I watched him lick red wine off his bottom lip but it stayed stained a dark purple. I found I wanted to help him get the stain out.

“You want to say something,” he invited. He could see I was battling myself.

“I want to ask something,” I clarified. Hugh opened his hand at me in a smooth motion and made a face to tell me to ask away.

“Do you want to be.. my person?”

The way I had phrased it made me cringe at myself, but Hugh had a serious air about him suddenly. He looked down at his wine and swirled it around before swallowing a big gulp of it.

“I know that yesterday you called me a baby, but-” I began, since he wasn’t saying anything.

“You’re obviously not a baby,” he mumbled and did that thing again where he motioned at my body and said so many things without saying anything. His gaze hopped from my face down to my chest, to my waist and continued down my hips and legs.

“I want you to teach me. You said it’s fun.”

“You’ve had a lot to drink, haven’t you?” Hugh chuckled and touched my arm sweetly. We both looked down on his hand on my skin.

“One drink.”

Hugh pressed his lips into a line again and he exhaled, looking up at the ceiling.

“If I say yes I’m probably a bad person.”

I laughed.

“Look at it as an acting exercise. We’re just doing everything in our power to develop our chemistry.”

Hugh raised his brows and smiled, holding in a giggle. He shook his head and sighed, still smiling. Then he gave a little nod and a soft “okay, deal”.

A grin grew on my lips, my mind instantly imagining all the things we would be doing.

“You better be as good as you claim to be then,” I smirked cockily and poked my finger into his broad chest. He acted quickly, grabbing the wrist of my poking hand and pulling on it until my body reacted and crashed into his.

“I have a few tricks,” he mumbled smugly and I blinked back at him, my breath unsteady and heart beating fast. Without thinking much further, I melted into him, giving him a long kiss. I could taste the wine and I felt his hot exhale on my left cheek.

“My dressing room door locks,” Hugh whispered into my ear, his hand still clasping my wrist tightly. I felt my pulse against his fingertips and I decided I wanted a lot more of me against him.

It felt a little juvenile the way I jogged after him with a nervous giggle in my throat, holding onto his hand. Hugh slipped us inside his dressing room and locked it quickly. I assessed the room and instantly noticed there was a nice sofa along one of the walls.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Hugh asked softly and tugged on my one finger which was still hooked around his. I looked at him and nodded, despite my heart feeling like it was going to explode.

“Now, one thing is.. I’m not as pretty as I was in the 90s, so stop imagining that body,” Hugh prefaced and I gave a small laugh and wrapped my arms around his neck.

“I think you’re very pretty,” I mumbled and Hugh’s expression turned to a calm smirk. He kissed me again and placed his one big palm on the center of my back, pressing my torso against his. His other hand was still holding his wine glass. He put it up to his lips for one last sip and motioned the glass at me. I grabbed it and finished the last of it and Hugh smirked deeper. Pushing me backwards, he set the glass down on a small table and then set me down on the sofa.

“Your first lesson,” he muttered between kisses along my cheek and jaw, standing on his knees on the floor between my legs. “Is to relax and enjoy yourself… Think you can do that for me?”

His hands were in my hair and his mouth on my neck now. His lips and teeth sucked markings into my skin for a moment, creating a perfect mix of pain and pleasure.

“Yes,” I exhaled with a small voice. I had let my fingertips settle on the sides of his torso, not really knowing what to do with them.

“Shit, I maybe shouldn’t bruise you too much to be fair,” Hugh laughed, thinking about our continued filming, and he coated my neck with his hot breath.

“I better stick to places you won’t be showing, I suppose,” he whispered and his hands fell to my waist, easily lifting and pushing my body till I was on my back. I almost moaned at his words, imagining his head between my thighs.

“Are you okay?” He asked once he had crawled up onto the sofa, his legs tangled with mine and half his weight on me. I smiled and nodded, my breathing still shaky.

“Very okay.”

Hugh smiled and gave me a sweet kiss on my lips.

“You can put your hands wherever you want, darling,” he purred, having noticed they were still hovering around his body. I exhaled through my nose onto his lips and I placed both my palms along his sides, earning a smile from him.

“You let me know if you’re uncomfortable and want me to stop, okay?”

I nodded again and whimpered at the feeling of his lips on my collarbone, along with his hot hands finding my waist under my shirt.

Hugh mumbled something inaudible in a deep voice and he inched my shirt up, connecting his lip with my belly now instead. My hands had moved up to hold his head. I twirled my fingers around his locks as I watched him extend his hands up inside my shirt. A smile grew on his lips as he caught my boobs in his hands, pleased with my lack of a bra. I helped shimmy my shirt up and slipped it off quickly, listening to his deep sound of satisfaction at the sight of my nude torso.

“Beautiful,” Hugh muttered, almost to himself, and I blushed and tried to control my smile. “You’re beautiful,” he said louder, directly at me and I had to bite down on my lip to not smile too big and stupidly.

Hugh wasted no time, catching my right nipple in his mouth. I gasped at that mix of pain and pleasure again, his teeth nipping at my thin skin. He soothed it quickly with his tongue and looked up into my eyes again.

“Does that feel good?”

“Yes, very good,” I panted, squirming under him a bit. I was aching to feel more of him soon, but I was happy to obey his plan.

He kissed a trail across my chest over to my left nipple and gave it the same treatment, and he smiled at the first real moan I’d let out.

“Darling, your heart is beating really fast,” Hugh laughed and stroked his cheek against my heartspace, his short stubble scratching me nicely.

“Yes, I think it’s got something to do with the fact that Hugh Grant is sucking my nipples,” I exclaimed and he laughed harder, descending to kiss my skin again.

“He sure is,” he mumbled and made his way further down my stomach again, settling just above the edge of my jeans for a minute.

“Please,” I whimpered, poking my fingers around in his hair and rubbing my thighs together, praying for some friction. Hugh held my legs apart and he smirked up at me.

“Please what?”

“Your mouth.”

“It’s right here, love, where do you want it?” he teased, his bottom lip and tongue running along my skin, as his hands were already busy beginning to unbutton my jeans. I felt a sudden weird feeling of embarrassment wash over at me, and I bit my lip.

“It’s alright, I know where you want it,” he chuckled. “But your next lesson will be to use your words.”

He winked at me and I felt a rush of confidence and willingness to prove myself to him.

“I want your fingers inside me,” I blurted and earned a surprised, delighted, expression from him. He said a low “good girl” at me using my words and my insides fluttered.

“I can certainly do that for you,” Hugh muttered from behind his deep smirk, having begun pulling my jeans down now, and my underwear with them. He sat up on his knees momentarily to pull my trousers all the way off and throw them on the floor. My eyes fell to his crotch instantly where his otherwise loose jeans were especially tight, his semi hard-on begging to be freed.

“Can you take your shirt off?” I asked while he was still on his knees. I felt weird being fully nude and him fully dressed, plus I wanted to see his body.

“Okay,” he smiled, his ego having been slightly boosted. He pulled his jumper off swiftly and I rubbed my legs together again, another wave of arousal hitting my core at the sight of his exposed skin.

“Are you good?” he asked, his hands caressing the outside of my thighs.

“Mhm,” I nodded. “Very good.”

“Do you want to open your legs for me?” Hugh asked encouragingly, leaning down to kiss my knees softly. I couldn’t get enough of his lips on my skin. I allowed him to spread my legs and carefully watched another satisfied smile grow on his lips, and a deep hum of approval leave his throat.

“Oh, you’re a dream,” he mumbled and kissed up the inside of my thigh while his hands settled around my hips, holding me down. Finally he gave my clit a soft open mouth kiss, and another, and one more, looking up into my eyes. I screwed them shut for the first time as he ran his tongue up and down a few times.

“Does that feel good?” he asked attentively and I gave yet another nod. I had never felt so good in my life, I thought.

“You taste good, darling.”

“God,” I squirmed and pulled my hand into his hair again, more aggressive this time, and established a firm grip around a chunk of his hair. A moan, almost a growl, ripped from his throat and sent vibrations through his lips onto my sensitive nerves. I knew I wanted to make him sound like that a lot more in the future.

“Hugh,” I whined and squirmed under him again. He hushed me sweetly, but really he wanted me to stop moving, his fingertips sinking deep into the flesh of my hips.

“You’re so wet for me,” he breathed, amazed, and he pulled back a bit. Unclasping his hands around me, he instead placed one on the center of my lower stomach and the other one’s index finger was now traveling up and down my wetness.

“Still want my fingers inside you?” he checked and I moaned a desperate “yes”. Instantly he shoved his long finger inside and twisted it. Then he added a second one and curled them both as he pulled them in and out. My chest was rising and falling at a rapid and pace and I felt his eyes heavy on me, enjoying every second of my pleasure.

“You want a third?” Hugh asked against my skin, his lips on my thigh again. He sucked a hickey harshly into my skin.

“Yes, please.”

“Oh, I love it when you beg,” he mumbled, instantly stretching me out with his ring ringer.

“Fuck, Hugh,” I moaned and my body shuddered at the feeling of his three large fingers curling inside me. As if that wasn’t enough he reattached his lips to my pulsating clit and I gripped his hair again.

“I’m gonna come,” I warned in a whimper and I felt Hugh smile against me. He shoved his fingers as deep as they could go and and picked up the pace, instantly sending me over the edge. I squeezed my legs around his head and had to bite my lip not to scream. Hugh chuckled lovingly and pulled his sticky fingers out and he kissed my trembling thighs a few times.

“Bet your boy couldn’t do that to you,” he joked cockily and I was still busy catching my breath but I laughed with him.

“Definitely not,” I sighed and watched him suck his fingers clean.

“That was insane,” I panted and sat up. I reached for his cheeks and gave him a long kiss of appreciation, tasting myself on his lips.

“And we’ve got a lot more things to try,” he smirked and gave me a wet kiss back.

[namelessbutters-doodles]

As You Wish, Starlight 18+ Mdni

Characters : Gene Simmons, Paul Stanley.

Pairing : Stardemon

Setting: Early 90's

Au : Marvel Kind of.

Summary: Minutes of awkwardness pass till Gene spoke up.

''There's something i need to ask you and i was hoping you could help.''

''What is it? Paul asked, wondering what it was.

''Since everything has changed, and i mean everything. i was wondering if i can test my body on you. See how it functions, see if i still got it.'' Gene smirked. ''Also to get rid of some disturbance from it.''

Paul couldn't believe Gene was asking, After being Gone for a whole month and finally coming back to him in the dead of morning, scaring him then explaining everything to him. Gene asks that!?!

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⚠️Warnings: Monster fucking, Nudity, Spanking, oral sex, Anal sex, Belly bulge, Fluids, Heat, Gentle/Rough sex, Dirty Talk, Breeding kink, Cum Inflation etc. Ask to tag.

Positions that are used: 69, cowgirl and finally the mating press~

ALSOOnA03NOW!

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It was a dark and stormy rainy night in Los Angeles, Wind almost taking down Trees or cars at 100 miles per hour. Raining soo much that it was even difficult to see out thru windows, which there was a travel advisory.

People were advised to stay in, which some didn't take kindly too. Thundering loudly like there was a volcano erupting. Los Angeles was terrifying place to be in right now, Especially at night like this where things could happen without control.

Certain creatures of the night can come out to cause havoc or even do...dirty things.

Which leads us to Paul Stanley who's all Alone in his Apartment, In the kitchen making a snack. Having the radio on, to listen what was going on since the tv lost signal due to a lightning strike. The rain was almost strong enough you couldn't really hear the radio, so he turned it up.

The door and windows were locked and shut tightly, the only thing that was lighting the room up a little was a candle on the counter while the snack was being made.

Pieces of cheese, cantaloupe, lettuce, etc. Were being placed in the bowl neatly, it looked like a fancy platter of food made for more than one people if one was having a party but they were not. They just couldn't sleep and there stomach was growling.

So walking down the stairs with the candle while thundering was truly a experience for him. Nearly almost tripping down the stairs from a nail that was not fully in, if he had fallen the apartment would have caught fire.

It was quite scary but he was used to it. The only sounds that he was hearing were the hard rain against the window to his left, loud thundering and the radio beside him talking about what's going on out there.

He hummed a fine tune while cutting pieces of fruit and taking little sips from his drink to keep him hydrated. It was very late to eat, in fact it was 1 am almost to 2 am. Knowing he shouldn't eat at this time but his stomach told a different story.

''More news reports of a strange figure jumping from building to buildings skyrocketed tonight, People are speculating it's a monster or Alien some kind. Red, White, and Black they say. It was last seen nea-'' Paul turned the radio down, not wanting to hear it. He didn't want to hear anything creepy or strange tonight.

It was already bad enough being alone at night, where the only thing that gave him comfort and safety was a candle, locked windows and doors. He didn't want to think about some strange being going around. He doesn't want that in his thoughts.

Especially when he couldn't even get a hold of a certain someone for months now. And that certain someone was none other than, Holly wood biggest star. Gene Simmons.

Gene Simmons, or just Gene was frankly nowhere to be seen or heard. Paul thought he was on some business trip or filming a movie just for a few days but then it turned into months after. The last time he seen Gene was when he awakened from being in a coma after 2 or 1 weeks, Paul couldn't remember due to being so worried and scared for him. Thinking of the worst, was he dying? Paul wondered, if so then would the doctors tell him? would Gene even tell him?

When Gene awoke from the coma, Paul embraced him in the bed. sobbing and telling him things only meant for him. Gene acknowledged him for a little, Then started to act entirely different after. Paul wanted him to stay in the hospital for more tests and observations but Gene refused.

Once Gene got discharged, he left without a word. Paul ran after him. Finally, catching up to him by a Fountain while the sun was setting.

Paul can remember the conversation clear as day.

(Gene, just stop! You should be resting right now!)

(i'm fine Paul, no need to worry.)

(You were in a coma! You fainted in front of me! I have to be worry!)

Paul remembered Gene wouldn't turned around when he was talking. He didn't know if Gene was listening to him all he was doing just standing and saying cryptic things.

(Are you sick? Dying? Injured? Gene please tell me!)

(....I don't know...)

(You don't know? What do you mean?)

Paul sliced some fruit in half without watching, frowning. Gene wouldn't tell him what was wrong, he was dodging each time.

(is it about me?)

(No, Absolutely not.)

(Then what is it? He asked walking up to Gene, standing behind him)

(....)

(You can tell me anything.)

(I Know.)

(Then why? Why are being so...secretive all of a sudden?)

(I just--sighs--Have to figure some things out.)

(About What? Paul hand drifted to Gene's hand and then holding it, causing Gene to flinch his hand away)

Paul sliced the fruit again but this time he got his finger.

''shit!'' He swore, dropping the knife onto the cutting board, clutching his hand. Boy it burned and stung.

(Ge-)

Paul looked to see what the damage was, it was bleeding a little but it hurt. He looked around to see any medical supplies nearby, there wasn't. So he head to the bathroom, opening up the cabinet. Looking and...

''Ah! There you are!'' Paul said, Spotting the hydrogen peroxide along with band-aids and cotton balls.

He grabbed the bottle.

(Look, there's something I need to do....By Myself.)

(....)

(Without you...)

''Without you'', the words repeated in Paul's head like a mantra. When he heard those words, it hurt him. Wither, it wasn't supposed to or not it did. After that, Gene left Paul spiraling. Spiraling about everything.

He worried about his Relationship more with him since that happened, was Gene done with him and found someone else he can be with and bring everywhere. Did he become too needy without knowing or too busy with his band as of late.

Paul thought long and hard about it, maybe Gene needed some space. Maybe that's what they both needed, time away from....each other.

He wiped the wound, cleaning it. Grimacing.

During the days that passed, Paul focused on himself a little. Trying to come up a with a few songs in fact, visit friends and family plus see the new predator 2 movie.

He wasn't really into horror and sci-fi movies that much but something about a movie that's a about aliens interests him. He didn't know what it was, but sometimes he'll cheer silently when the alien comes on screen or his heart will race causing him to blush.

It was unnatural, to cheer for Aliens and not for the hero's. Yet, he couldn't help it.

He had dreams after, wet dreams. Of a alien or monster just coming to earth and taking him. Teasing or being downright dirty to him. When it was getting to the ultimate climax, he would awake. Becoming frustrated and annoyed.

That was another thing, his orgasms. Since Gene left, He had a hard time orgasming no matter what he did. He tried going out with people but he opted out each time, tried masturbating or using a toy it didn't work.

Nothing worked...

Without Him.

He bandaged the wound, closing the cabinet. He stared at himself in the mirror.

After the few days had passed, He decided to try and call up Gene on his landline. He called and nobody answered except the recording, Oh looks like he's busy, Paul thought at the time. Deciding he'll just call later or tomorrow.

so he waited and called the next, no answer. waited again, no answer. He repeated this again till he went to Gene's house looking for him, Gene maid showed up and told him he's not home.

He then asks her when he'll be Home and she didn't know. Leaving Paul even more worry and concern.

Didn't he go home after the hospital if not then were could he had gone? He started to asks people around and some from the Hollywood side thinking Gene was secretly filming a movie but they said the same thing, other's had said.

(Gene's not here)

(I haven't seen him since he was hanging out with tim curry)

(oh he's still with you)

and much more, Paul even went to Gene's ex. Who was still on good terms with them both but will give some snarky remarks on the side.

(I Haven't seen him, since the little deer took him and changed him)

He got pissed at that, it's not his fault they broke up.

Over all, Paul got exhausted from looking for Gene and went home, Deciding to just move on with his life and if Gene ever pops up ever again, Hopefully alive. He'll be Happy and Hugging him.

For Now, He'll focus on himself.

Paul sighed. leaving the bathroom, turning the light off. He entered the kitchen. Everything was normal, till he saw the tv was on.

Strange, he thought. When did the tv go back on? Paul looked for the remote, it was on the news from he could tell saying :

''There's been 40% increase of people going missing, statistics have shown it's mainly people in poor areas-''

Paul found the Remote and just before he could turn the tv off, it said : ''the people who have been missing since late last night are Mark st. John, Vinnie Vincent and E-'' He Turned the tv off.

''Vinnie's missing?'' Paul said quietly, just as he said that he heard a thud.

He looked and the cutting board was on the floor along with his food. What the?, He thought. Paul went and tried to clean it up till he noticed a slight breeze coming in to his right.

He turned, the windows was open letting rain coming, he ran to the window trying to close it getting wet in the process. It was tough to close but he managed to do it, he let out a breath. ''Creepy..'' He said, Then noticing puddles of water on his rug.

''Okay....'' Becoming a little uneasy right now. Paul went to go grabbed the rug till he felt something dripped. He looked up slowly, The celling was wet and he could scratch marks, that freaked him out completely.

Paul Looked around more as he heard strange sounds, even growling noises and some scratching. It smelled Funky too.

He backed up slowly near the kitchen counter, He turned around. Holding his head in his hands trying to calm down. is it robber? He thought. Or a serial killer?

He was not prepared for a situation like this but who knows in the times he was living in now. He could fight back but that would be a bad decision, he could hide but that would take ages to find a hiding spot. The killer would probably look more than they do in movies.

Paul Let out a deep breath, whatever it was. It's probably small and not dangerous, he thought. to help calm himself. He breathed in and out. A technique that always helped in times like these.

''That feels better.'' He whispered. Feeling a lot better.

He turned around and...bumped into someone.

Paul trembled, His hands touching something. He flicked his hand away and turned around quickly. Scared as shit now. It was directly close, hovering above him. Breathing.

It was pressing against him too close, Paul's eyes glanced behind. It looked horrifying! Were those spikes!?! his back became wet with water. That thing came into apartment through the window!!

Before Paul could do or say anything-

A large hand came out from the shadows covering Paul's mouth.

''Don't Scream.''

The shadowy figure spoke in deep voice, Paul could literally feel him directly behind him. Paul was scared out of his mind, Panicking. if he moved was it going to hurt him or kill him.

His heart was racing out of his chest.

''You don't know me but i do know you, Paul.'' it said.

How da fuck it knows my name!?!?, Paul thought. Now becoming more petrified than ever. Was this a prank? No it can't be! Was it someone he knew!?! A lot of things ran through Paul's head, trying to think of a sane thought. But no matter what they came out with negativity.

''Look at me, I won't hurt you.''

He didn't want to, god he didn't want to. Too afraid to move, what if it bites his head or something worse.

''Look at me.''

Just as the being was tilting Paul's chin to make him look, But in a blink of a eye. Paul grabbed a Nearby object, with all his might. Bashed the creature's face in making the creature lose his holding on Paul's mouth.

Lightening striked!

''HOW THE FUCK YOU KNOW MY NAME!?!?'' He yelled, Running and Getting onto the stairs. Hyperventilating, Putting up whatever up he had in his hands. Putting a little brave face on.

The Creature groaned in pain, holding it's head. Stumbling.

''ANSWER ME!!''

''Pau-'' It's voice was shaking in two voices. the creature started walking to him, stumbling around still.

''STAY BACK!!! OR I'LL-'' Paul looks down at the object. ''HIT YOU WITH THIS FRYING PAN AGAIN!!!'' He yelled.

''It's me!'' The creature got in front of Paul now, Paul raises the frying pan and gets ready to hit it.

''I DON'T KNOW YOU!!!''

''STARLIGHT, IT'S ME GENE!!!''

Just as he swings, lightening struck loudly causing lights to flash all over the room, glass breaking. The Creature shows bits of himself Revealing who they are finally and it's....

Gene.

''Gene!?!''

The Frying pan flies out of Paul's hands, Nearly missing Gene's forehead by a inch and instead hits the wall behind. Lodging itself in, the wall cracked.

''Gene?''

The lights stay on, Paul fully seeing Gene now. Gene was rubbing his head and panting. He looked the same but different this time, he was wearing a orange turtleneck, Blue jeans and Black boots. His hair had grown longer than last time and he was sporting a beard too. He looked taller as well.

Paul stood there, frozen.

''my head...'' Gene groaned, never expecting to be hit like that in his life. Not from Paul too in fact, He thought he was going to faint or be concussed.

To be Honest, he deserved it. He thought it would be funny to scare him but it wasn't. It was raining and thundering, also....he was different now, he should of tried a different approach.

Either way, He's very Happy to see Paul again.

''I gotta say..'' Gene goes, laughing a little to distract him from the pain and the situation. ''You should tried out for baseball Paulie, cause that was a outstanding hit~!'' He Laughed.

Paul sniffled.

''Who knows may-ooof!''

Paul launches at him, embracing him making him lose his footing landing on the hard floor. Paul was rambling hysterically to him, hugging him tight.

Asking him questions so fast, Gene couldn't follow.

''wherehaveyoubeen!areyouokay?!?!?icalledyoumanytimes!?!?noonewouldanswerme!'' and so on.

Gene tried to answer each of them but couldn't, cause Paul ask right after the other. It was getting tiring and annoying.

''didyou-'' Gene muffled him.

''if i answered your questions and tell you everything from the day i left the hospital and before I enter, would that help you? Would that make you feel better? Just nod or shake your head.''

Paul stares at him, then nods.

''Ok.'' He takes his hand off Paul's mouth, Paul hugs tighter. Hearing Gene's heartbeat.

''I Missed you.''

Gene eyes light up, he hugs Paul back.

''I Missed you too.''

Gene sat him down and explained everything to him over a course of a hour, answering his questions. Telling him what happened, His journey he went on, the things he encountered while on it. Experiencing things that were abnormal and even revealing he ate things no human should even eat.

He didn't know Paul actually believed him or not, but he hoped he was cause if not he was going to scream. It's was a tough trip to get here from wherever he was to Los Angeles.

He told him how his body changed, how he was stronger and how much energy he has. Paul covered his nose, from the smell.

''Is that what i smell earlier?'' Paul said. shifting a little

Gene nodded and Continued on with his story, Finally revealing that there was a alien inside of him and ending the story with how the creature and him are now one.

''So in conclusion, this thing inside me is staying and that's all.''

Gene saw the Worry and Panic look on Paul's face.

''It's not hurting me, it's just let's me know when it's hungry or speak it's mind.''

''IT CAN TALK1?!?''

''Paul, lower your voice. it can hear you. And see you.''

''Lower my voice?!?'' Paul stammered all over the place, trying to comparand everything gene has told him. A alien inhabited Gene and is using him when needed, when he needs to eat or something. Plus he couldn't believe that monster was Gene earlier. It looked nothing liked him.

Also, he went to outer space!?! Hung out with some other aliens and saved a planet from certain doom!?! Da fuck!?! He met a guy, named silver surfer.

''Please tell me your actually joking...is this your new acting style?'' Paul groaned, sliding his fingers through his hair.

''Unfortunately no, This is actual real.''

Paul flopped backwards onto the couch.

''This is too much, even for me.''

''It was too much for me at first but i got use to it.'' Gene said, Leaning back against the couch.

Silenced fill the Room, the rain hit against the window more. Paul watched the ceiling fan as Gene looked down at the table.

''is it hurting you?'' Paul asked.

''It was at first then when it and i bonded, it stopped. we were now one. The only thing that bother me was i had to change my diet, i was happy that i grew taller.''

''Yeah, you were hovering above me.'' Paul chuckled, then going wide eyed. ''When you say, your diet has changed. What do you mean by that?''

''...''

''Ge-.''

''You don't want to know, you definitely don't want to know.''

''i-ok then.''

Minutes of awkwardness pass till Gene spoke up.

''There's something i need to ask you and i was hoping you could help.''

''What is it? Paul asked, wondering what it was.

''Since everything has changed, and i mean everything. i was wondering if i can test my body on you. See how it functions, see if i still got it.'' Gene smirked. ''Also to get rid of some disturbance from it.''

Paul couldn't believe Gene was asking, After being Gone for a whole month and finally coming back to him in the dead of morning, scaring him then explaining everything to him. Gene asks that!?!

He expected it but not like this. Not after the whole debacle, Paul crossed his arms. Thinking about it.

''I can literally smell the stress on you, have you been taking care of your self?''

''Yeah.''

''Taking a shower?''

''Yeah.''

''Eating?''

Paul nods.

It was silent after, just them both staring at the ceiling.

''If your not up for it, then i-''

''How badly do you want me?'' Paul asked, smiling a little.

''W-''

''I said, how bad you want me?''

Gene looked at him.

''Answer me, My Demon~''

Gene heart raced.

''Badly enough that i've been humping pillows, imagining it was you. Screaming my name. Ejaculating into some objects, sweating at just the thought of wearing one my shirts only and fucking you on the kitchen counter.''

''And~'' Paul touches Gene crotch.

''Fucking your mouth till you can't swallow, Tearing all of your clothes off till you are bare.''

Paul shivered.

''An-''

''Making out with you while i fuck you into the bedframe till it breaks.''

Paul moans, rubbing his hand on Gene's crotch.

''Now?'' Gene asks.

''Now!''

Gene picks up Paul bridal style.

''Upstairs?''

''Upstairs.''

And Upstairs they go, stairs creaking each time Gene went up. Paul was going to finally have Gene and Maybe...

One but two surprises as well.

XxXxXx

Paul was thrown on the bed, While Gene Marched towards him transforming into the Monstrous being that Paul saw moments ago in the kitchen. It was Horrifying but Infatuating at the same time, seeing Gene just transformed with no problem at all just did something to Paul. The little black tendril like veins forming on skin changing it's structure.

Eyes going white with red and black forming around it resembling makeup they used when preforming, Teeth that was once normal now it look like it could bite someone's head off. Hands that were small now enlarged with long claws that can destroy anything or anyone. Body was a mixture of mostly black it seems.

The tongue. Ohhh that tongue, was longer than before making Paul face red as Raunchy thoughts began to seep in. How long is that tongue now? Would it be able to farther than before? What about those fingers, those nails would surely make him bleed. As the thoughts were going rampant in his head, Paul then noticed a new detail.

''Like what's you see~?'' Gene smirks, His voice was now different. Deep and Husky sounding. Gene now stood before Paul hovering over him snapping him out of his dirty mind. He now see's that the transformation is complete.

Gene looked like a actual demon now.

''U-um...'' Paul stammers, he looks down and see's not one but two big fat cocks. He didn't know what to say too distracted by what he see's.

It Freaked him out honestly, it did. But he was willing to help gene out with this since he agreed. Paul hadn't had sex or masturbated in months due to a grueling schedule and he needed a stress relief session badly, so this would probably help him a lot.

''It's eh...Nice..I guess.''

''Nice, what do yo-''

''I mean uh....wow.''

''Paul....''

''What?''

''Wow....really?''

''I'm not fucking use to seeing someone with two dicks and looking like the Alien!'' Paul exclaims. ''This is new to me!''

''This is new to me too! Asking someone to help me, it's embarrassing. Your the only one I can trust with this!''

Paul eyes widen.

''You...trust me?''

''Of course, why wouldn't I?''

Paul didn't know what to say or think at that. Gene was the only one who always helped when things were bad, he was there when the band broken up only leaving the both of them to pick up the pieces and start over. He was there when Paul got surgery for his ear, He payed it out of pocket for him.

When they started a new band, Starting to get famous and all. Gene stuck around for a while till he had to go work on movies Leaving Paul all alone. Paul Hated it, but was happy for his friend when the movies made him successful like him and they could finally hang out without problems hanging over them.

Gene trusted Paul and Paul trusted Gene, Making there Relationship blossom through the years. Strengthening there bond with each other through the toughest of times.

Paul showed Gene his most vulnerable self, then why can't Gene do the same?

Paul looked at Gene who was still standing before him, embarrassed and looking away from Him.

Paul sighs.

''I'm sorry, Gene.''

Gene looks back at him.

''It's just this is very different from what we usually do and I'm not sure how to process it.''

''if you don't want to do it, that's tot-''

''No. I agreed to this. the only way you and me can do this, is to process it together. No matter how-.'' He looks up and down. ''-freaky it is.''

''No matter how freaky it is, huh?'' Gene repeated.

''Yeah...''

''.....''

''How do you want to do this then?''

''I don't know, but let's start out slowly. See where it takes us.'' Paul puts his hand on Gene's thigh, it felt weird to feel the skin being so smooth and a little scaly. He looks into Gene's Eyes. ''Ok?''

Gene looks at Paul for a small amount time then puts his hand on Paul's as well.

''Ok.''

Clothing was taken off, piece by piece. Leaving Paul Naked as Gene left light touches as he go not wanting to hurt Nor scratch him. He felt Paul up as he went. Touching his sides lightly, Putting his hand between his thighs hearing Paul gasp when a nail touched his groin.

Gliding across his back, giving him a cold chill. All the way down, Towards Paul plump ass. He gave it a gentle squeeze, his nails going into the soft skin. Paul moaned, Feeling both odd and new sensations.

''You good?'' Gene asked, squeezing Paul's ass more. Paul wraps his arms around Gene's neck, Hiding his face.

''Y-Yeah..It feels different...'' Paul muttered, Face going red.

''How different?'' He asked, pulling Paul's cheeks apart. Seeing his hole, he slides his hand between them. His fingers were near the entrance, without a thought his finger entered Paul.

Paul breath hitches, getting a shock from the finger that had entered him. Feeling the Long nail against his fleshy walls, Gene's finger is bigger than before. Gene doesn't move his finger, letting it stay still so Paul can get use to it.

''How different is it?'' Gene asks again, feeling Paul shiver against him and hearing the small breaths he's doing.

''Very different...'' Paul answered, brushing his hand over his face. Sniffling. ''So fucking different, My god.'' He whimpered. ''I feel so sensitive now...'' Voice becoming shaky.

''is it because...I'm This?''

Paul tears his face away from Gene's neck, Facing him directly now. He's sweating profusely and face completely red like a tomato, he's breathing heavily.

''Yeah...and Your smell. Fuck your smell...

I Shouldn't have sniffed you.''

''Do i smell bad?''

''Not all all...''

''Then wh-''

''It's so strong now, Stronger than before.'' Paul cuts him off, The pheromones that were once small now was Radiating off from Gene like Some exotic perfume that's rare. Surprisingly, Gene didn't even notice anything off about the smell due to being use to it for a couple months. But, now he see's the full effect of it and how it's making Paul act.

Paul was rubbing his cock against him, it was more like humping. Very desperate, like. Paul was leaving small kisses on his neck and shoulders. Whining a little, precum was coming out already.

Gene only touched him lightly and put only one finger inside of him, he expected Paul to be a little undone but not like this. Completely shivering and whining like a bitch in heat.

Now he knows what his scent do to people now.

''G-G-Gene!'' Paul yelled, snapping Gene out of his thoughts.

''Hmm?''

''I Need You! He cried, Pushing Gene down onto the bed. The bed creaked a little, but he didn't care. Sweat was dripping off him. ''Badly! PLEASE!!!!'' He howled, humping Gene more now.

''How badly~?'' Gene cooed, Enjoying the way Paul was becoming already before him. It entertained him, seeing the singer who's considered to be Shy to everyone now being not so shy now about anything. He loved it.

''FUCKING BAD! PLEASE!'' Paul Yelled, loud enough for his upstairs neighbors to hear. His eyes getting all glossy.

''Till you can't walk? Or can't even think about anyone but me?'' Gene Taunted, Growling. His hand grabbing Paul's hair wrapping it around his fist tightly.

''Till you are full of my cum letting it leak down your legs showing everyone who claimed and ruined you?!?!'' He yanked Paul's hair.

''YES!''

''How about Covering you in it, like the filthy slut you are!'' He yanks it again but harder.

''YES!!!''

''USING YOU LIKE A FLESHLIGHT TILL I FUCKING BREAK YOU!?!?'' He growled ferociously.

''ANYTHING! PLEASE JUST FUCK ME!!!!

Gene chuckles, Yanking Paul towards him by his hair. Opening his mouth, letting that long tongue out. Licking Paul's face all over, wet with saliva. Almost letting it go into his mouth by kissing and nibbling on his lips.

They Make out, deepening there kiss. He pushes bits of his tongue in Paul's Mouth teasing him for what's to come later. Paul pushes back but Gene pushes harder.

In the end, they pulled away for air.

''As You Wish, Starlight.''

Minutes what feels like hours pass, Gene lays on his back using his arms as a pillow. Grunting and Moaning, from the pleasure that Paul is attempting to give him. He watches Paul go down on him, trying to deep throat but couldn't due to how big the cocks were.

He watch his mouth half way down almost to the middle each down than back up again. Slurping noises were heard each time he sucked the tip, Rubbing the other one, as he goes. Lips swollen already from how hard he was sucking. He was even rubbing his face on it, from time to time relishing in it's musky scent.

He knew Paul didn't have a gag reflex from experiences but this was different.

For Paul and Even For Him.

He didn't want to push Paul hard down on it, he didn't want to hurt or possibly injured him. He wouldn't forgive himself if he ever did.

He sighs. Placing his hand on Paul's hair, gently stroking and petting him. Encouraging him to suck more. Paul starts to suck more on the other leaving small kisses on it, Gene see's that Paul is wearing lipstick plus mascara. That turns him on more.

Seeing the lipsticks marks and mascara smears on the other that Paul was sucking on before he went to the other more clearly now. ''Goddamn...'' Gene whispered, Tightening his grip on Paul's hair.

He started to wonder about Paul, How was he doing during all these months. When he was all alone, did he get into any relationship or fuck anyone? They were exclusive, but yet he thinks Paul wanted to be in a relationship strictly with him. Both of them didn't get jealous when they slept with other people or dated them, it's just that Paul acted weirdly about it sometimes. Gene acted fine with it but he had to admit he did get territorial when Paul was with the strangest people that Gene thought were shady.

He couldn't forget it when Donna or couple of other women and men broke Paul's heart. it was such a awful to sight see him depressed and even worse when he stopped eating at some points when he was soo down. Gene comforted Paul everyday, taking breaks from filming movies to go see and hang out with to help him feel better. Bringing him some stuff from movie sets that he totally didn't steal to sleeping together.

When Paul was getting better and more stable, Gene took him out on some occasions taking him to places he could afford like his favorite restaurant and even shopping too. When he saw Paul smiled for the first time in a while, he swore his heart skipped a beat. The pure joy on his face, it made that day special.

''Sooo...good.'' Paul muttered.

Gene twitched, he glanced down. Paul took two of his cocks and started to lick the tips of it. He was licking them like it was ice cream, like he was a already a pro at it. Paul rubbed them both together as he licked more, unhinging his jaw a bit. Fuck, Gene thought. Isn't that bothering him? Would it be sore tomorrow? Would he be able to even fuck Paul? That worried him.

''Be careful.''

''I Will, don't worry.'' Paul said, reassuring gene. Flipping his hair around so it wouldn't be in the way when he licked. Gene moved some strands behind Paul's ear.

Paul went back to working on him, stroking the base of the cocks whilst continuing to lick the tips.

Gene also wondered about the symbiote inside him, Gene was in control most of the time but when he was hungry it was a completely different story. When the hunger came, the Alien being came to life. It's quiet most of the time, but when it awakens and it talks to him inside his head or comes out of him it's frightening. He truly doesn't want to kill anyone but if he doesn't his organs will shut down causing the symbiote possibly even him to die, he didn't want to die. He didn't want to leave thousands of fans and Paul. Mostly Paul. Paul was Mainly on his mind.

How could one simple thing change everything he knows and function after like everything was normal?

One day everything was normal then the next everything was hell. He went to go film some scenes, see's his mother, do some business to stopping his car at night in front of what he thought was a wounded person turned to be a whole other being that instantly went inside and changed him into what he is now.

It was hell days after, Night sweats. Couldn't breath sometimes, Pain shooting out suddenly, weird cravings, Coughing violently and so much more that he almost went to the hospital but decided against it multiple times till he fainted one day in front of Paul. Paul took him to the hospital quickly when that happened, not wanting to wait on 911. 911 would have taken too long.

When he was taken to a emergency room due to dehydration and high fever, Eventually going to a coma. When being in the coma, it was total darkness. Gene felt like he was floating or sometimes walking in the dark, He also felt strange like there was someone else in there with him. Just waiting on the right moment to appeared.

Then it Happened.

His body felt different, it changed. His heart and everything else stopped. It was like dying but he felt alive at the same time, he didn't see any anything all he did see was a shadowy figure standing before him then touching his forehead and boom.

He Awoke.

Awakening to his heart beating on the monitor, the doctors talking between each other loudly he could so called remembered and a totally distraught ridden Paul sobbing and hugging him. Holding him tightly as Gene looked around, examining his surroundings as if something was off and it turned out there was.

He was Reborn.

He felt Energized, Smarter, Healthier than he had in years. It was unbelievable, He felt like he could take on everything now and Maybe...just maybe the who-

''gene....'' Paul croaked, snapping Gene out of his thoughts completely. Paul laid his head between the cocks, Lips were big and swollen. smudges of lipstick and Mascara were all over his face, his hair messy. Eyes hazy, lips frowning. ''I can't keep doing this...My mouth...I can only do so much with it.''

''Want me to fuck you now?''

''mhmh...'' He nods.

''I Still Gotta prep you, Paulie.''

Paul whined, letting his face fall completely and started silently screaming plus complaining which Gene found funny, Laughing.

''It's not funny...''

''It Kinda is.''

....

After that Transition, Gene gently grabbed Paul by the legs and change there positions bending Him a little bit. Almost like 69. Holding Paul by the thighs, Paul grabbed onto Gene legs as hard as he could.

''Are you going to finger me?''

''Nope, even better.'' Gene smirked, ''I'm going to use my tongue on you.'' Flicking out his long tongue at Paul who was having a hard time seeing it making Gene chuckle. ''It might feel different than before, So be ready.''

''I'm always, ready.''

''Not everyone always ready, starlight. Not everyone.''

Getting comfortable in the position they were in now, Paul gave him the thumbs up and Gene went to town. Paul immediately jolted from the tongue, licking his insides. The Tongue wiggled inside, Touching his walls. Holding his breath each time, he felt sharp teeth graze his skin.

Gene swirl his tongue around, almost pushing Paul's hole directly closer to his mouth. Paul Moaned, Shaking from the intense pleasure that was happening to him. His muscles tightened. Paul tasted amazing, so fucking delicious! It's been so long since Gene ate him out. He doesn't know if it because of the change or they haven't fucked in months, otherwise he doesn't care.

It Drove him insane, hearing Paul scream and cry out. Asking for more. His screaming was like heaven to his ears. The tongue flicked against Paul's prostate quickly enough sending jolts throughout his body. Gene lifted him up more, completely off the bed.

''Ge-OOHHHH!'' Paul cried.

Gene wrapped Paul's leg around his head, diving in more into him. Paul couldn't hold onto anything, all he could do is dangle in the air and Moan loudly.

Tongue went deeper and deeper enough to cause Paul's belly to peak out a bit, thrusting in and out more harshly. Paul swore and babble to the point he didn't even know what he was saying.

Violent heat spread all over his withering body, Fingers and toes tingle, Head trashing around into nothingness. It's coming, oh it's coming. Arousal rising and rising. Paul can feel his climax coming closer. It's been months, Paul thought. Finally he can cum, finally he doesn't have to use his fingers or some object to satisfy him. Finally, Gene's here to fuck him, hold him and love him. He missed him soo much, it was awful!

Finally Gene can give him a Orgasm, Paul desperately deserves and craves. The orgasm only Gene can give him and nobody els-

Gene stopped.

Fully putting Paul's climax to a screeching halt, dropping him onto the bed like he was a rag doll.

''What the-!?!'' Lifting himself up, Paul turns around. Couldn't believe that Gene stopped of all sudden, denying him his sweet release he craved so much. ''Why did you stop!?!?'' He angrily asked.

Licking his lips across his teeth sensually, Gene laughs deviously. Which scared Paul a little.

''You were becoming too good, Baby. Soo fucking good, I Almost bit you.''

''But why did yo-.''

''I didn't want to hurt you~.''

''But i was almost there!'' Paul whined.

''I don't want you to lose a ass cheek, Paul. We can't have that now can't we? Just imagine going to the hospital, the doctors asking you what happened and what do you say?'' He chuckled. ''Plus your wet enough for me to slide into you.''

''I-'' Paul was about to say something but decided against it. He honestly didn't know what he'll say to the doctors if that happen, what was he's going to say anyway? That a 7 or 8ft alien who was actually a human bit his ass off while getting eaten out, they'll look at him like he was crazy plus it would be fucking embarrassing.

''I don't know...But still you should of let me cum. It's been hard these past months trying to make myself...without you y'know.'' Paul Pouted, mumbling the last part hoping Gene didn't hear him, but he did. Gene looked at him, It confirmed what he had wondered earlier.

Paul actually needed him, needed this. Badly it seems.

''Hey...'' He goes, Paul looks up at him. ''At least I'm here now.'' lifting Paul's chin up, Looking into his eyes. ''To help satisfy you, Starlight. And...''

He Grabs Paul's Ass, feeling him up. Paul blushed.

''Give you the Best the pounding of your life~'' He said, Spanking Paul's ass making him yelp. Then giving him a forehead kiss. ''How does that sound?''

Paul leans into him, Smiling a little.

''Enlightening~.''

Gene fixed his position, Laying against the headboard this time. He heard the bed creak again clearly this time. ''You know, you should really think about getting a new bed. It sounds lik-OH!'' He grunted, Looking down at Paul who was now sliding down onto the first cock carefully as he could. He was halfway down.

He watched the little breathy moans and the slight shivers Paul gave, Paul fell onto Gene's stomach whimpering. ''F-Fuck...'' digging his nails into Him.

''Yo-''

''Don't...'' Paul muttered, Trying to focus. The cock was stretching him, due to how much Gene prepped him. it sent little bits of pain through to him. ''I c-can do this....'' He looks up to Gene, shaking. ''You've done enough for me so far...''

Gene doesn't say a word, nothing. Letting Paul continue on.

Paul slide completely down, taking the whole cock in. He wailed, sagging backwards a little. Gene stared at him In shock, Paul took the whole cock in. Sweat running down his body, his hair all over the place, little whines and also....his stomach. Gene became heated, seeing Paul's stomach. It looked like Paul was pre-.

''Gene do it now!''

''Huh?''

''Fuck me! Move or do something! Please Just fuck me! Paul cried, his voice wavering, shaking more.

And On cue, lightening struck as Gene started to bounce Paul on his dick. Paul rode him as much as he could, feeling the cock hit his prostate.

''You feel so gooood!'' Paul moaned, bouncing more and more. Sobbing. His chest started to bounce along with him, so was some belly fat too.

Gene drooled at the sight of it, Never in his life expecting to see a man with a chest like that do that. He even watched the belly flap too, it was odd to get aroused at that but he didn't care.

His hand reached out on it's own before he can think, it was like it had a mind of it's own. His hand grabbed Paul's chest and started it to squeeze it.

''G-G-Gene!! What're yo-Ah!

The hand squeezed and pinch Paul's nipples, digging into them violently. He panted.

''What big tits you have, Starlight.'' Gene teased, pushing the chest together. Pushing his face into them, licking and sucking them. He pushed his hips up, thrusting up into Paul. ''I swear with tits like these, you could make milk. Sweet and salty Milk, I could drink from you like a god~.''

Paul too distracted from getting fucked, blushed hard and went wide eyed. Not ever hearing Gene say something like that before. Sure, they dirty talk before but this was new.

''Gene, what are yo-'' he cuts him off, ramming up into him. Going closer and bringing his hand to his stomach.

''Just Imagine, Your stomach swelling up my seed till you can't take it. Fucking you until you are baring my child. Your tits would swell till you are leaking with such substance, That I only would drink from you.''

Paul couldn't believe what he was hearing, He knew couldn't get pregnant but this was a whole new level. Milk, His tits, Pregnancy!?!? What was he going about? And why was it working?

He wanted to ask questions right then and there, but decided against it. He'll just ask Gene about it later.

Paul rocked himself back and forth now, Slamming his ass down more onto the cock. Gene growled and grunted, squeezing Paul's chest and Spanking his ass more till it was raw.

It was getting more hot, intense, sweaty.

Paul gripped onto gene, slamming and smashing more. He Knew for sure he wouldn't be able to walk tomorro- probably a week. The Climax was coming into him, he can feel it. The more he slammed it down in him, against his prostate. It was coming, he was holding back his moans. His throat was hurting, his face making expressions that people would think are funny or horrendous.

Wasn't even listening to Gene anymore, Ignoring the filthy things he was saying. He could still feel him pinching and now twisting his nipples. Paul only focused was on his climax now.

''yes...yes...fuck...Almost there...'' He chanted. Nearly at his peak, just one more and he ca-

Gene pulled out, Fixing Paul's position. Before Paul could utter anything. Gene plunged his other cock into him, penetratingly him deeply and jackhammering so fast.

''OOOOOOH-!!!'''

Gene slammed down into him, going completely in and out. Holding Paul's legs tight. He growled.

''Such a Needy whore!'' Gene grunted.

Paul screamed each time the cock went down. His mind was breaking. Thrashing his head around, Legs flailing almost kicking Gene's side.

''GENE!!!'' He cried, sobbing relentlessly. This was the best he ever had and doesn't want it to end. Gene went closer to his face and started sloppily making out with him. Pushing his long tongue into him down his throat, Paul wailed into his mouth feeling the violent thrusts.

Paul's dick was rubbing against Gene's other cock that was previously in him.

''Paul...'' Gene uttered, Paul side eyes him. ''Can...i-erh-Come inside?'' He groaned, his nails digging into Paul making him bleed.

Paul Nods frantically.

''Thank you.....''

Just like that, Gene went faster than ever before. Paul gripped onto him, closing his eyes tightly, Feeling his prostate be hit over and over. And then...

It hit them both like a white flash of light, Gene's Roaring, The Lightening strike, The bed broke all at the same time!

Gene flooded Paul with his heavy load of cum, Stomach becoming bigger cause of it, Paul choked on his scream. Cum gushing out from his hole as Gene completely for the last and final time ram into him. Paul eyes rolled into the back of his head as he spasm. His tongue out, His mouth wide open. His whole body twitched from the aftershocks, and some pain when Gene just bites into his neck right now, letting some bits of blood squirts out.

Cum went everywhere, and so did blood as well. Trailing down Paul's neck while Gene was lapping it up with his tongue. Blood filling his nostrils, Making Gene crave it more. Doing small thrusts into Paul as he licked his neck clean. Hearing small moans and cries from him.

''Shhh..your ok.'' He gently whispered.

Paul couldn't keep his eyes open, too overwhelmed with his release, the side of his neck a little swollen and Gene filling him. He couldn't even move or think. too tired and satisfied now. He felt like he was in space, The orgasm was mind-blowing. Gene pulled out, letting a stream of cum leaked out all over the place.

Gene rolled over, Panting. Transforming back to normal, Paul was laying on him. That was too intense, Gene thought feeling extremely better now. Breathing slowly now, he looked down at Paul. His eyes were hazy, Muttering some unintelligible words he couldn't understand but he understood the next ones he said.

''i love you.....i love you...i love you...'' He repeated endlessly. Gene wrapped his arms around him, petting his head gently.

''I love you too, Starlight.'' Gene nuzzled him, purring deeply.

''D-don't ever...Leave me again...''

''I Promise, Starlight. I Promise.''

Paul trembled as he moved his head to give Gene a kiss, it was a weak one but Gene took it and strive with it, murmuring sweet things to each other till Paul pulled away, letting his head rest against him.

''gee-eene.....you owe me...a new bed....'' He uttered just before he fell asleep in Gene's arms.

Gene chuckled, pecking him on his head.

''I will get you a new bed too~.''

Hours passed as Gene and Paul slept peacefully, the rain stopped and so did the thundering. Everything was all quiet till....

''Is that your Mate, human?''

A voice was heard.

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This was kind of inspired by certain venom animations, i'm a sucker for some monster/Alien fucking!

Comments and Reblogs are greatly Appreciated~

Anyway, I hoped you guys enjoyed this!

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[the-empress-7]

Sooo there was that whole weird thing where Harry was trying to do that Texas rodeo in early March 2022? Nothing seems to have come of it but it was super weird. The staff there said at the time "he was going to enter the bull riding but the airline lost his rigging bag"

Then Frogmore was being discussed March/April 2022, after which Harry comes out with the statement that he is 'protecting' the Queen from 'those around her'. But they knew their lease was up. He openly says to Hoda Kotb that "home for me now, for the time being, is in the United States".

In early May 2022, NF cancelled Pearl, so they started to panic about having content. They had hoped they could ride on the 'success' of releasing Pearl until they could build up more royal + invictus footage. So they hit up the polo, and Meghan does Uvalde. Unsurprisingly NF wants nothing to do with this weird pivot to Texas, or non-royal polo.

End of May, Harry takes a bike ride with one of the Van Strawberries, probably learning that Chelsea got married that month. And another Met Gala comes and goes without invites to Meghan. This wasn't how they imagined things going at all!!!

So they call up Misan in June 2022, and task him with photographing Lili for the birthday. But they also probably get him to take as many other pics as possible while there - perhaps those professional looking photos of the duo in the Queen's childhood wendy house?

They pack everything up in June, sob, take pics, finish packing, sob, and take more pics. The royals don't want a circus and H&M don't want to admit to losing Frogmore, so no one leaks about the arrangement. But H&M finally have some recent 'royal content' to hand over.

Barely 2 months later in September and the Queen passes, to everyone's surprise. H&M's original plans are completely screwed, with Meghan acknowledging their doco in October but claiming "it may not be the way we would have told it". NF doesn't care and just wants to get something out of them at this point to justify their deal.

The doco gets pushed out in December 2022, when they wanted the book to come out first (the negative stuff) and the doco second (the love/overcoming/triumph stuff). With the book out in early 2023, it's clear all bridges have been burnt. Worse, the book sunk Harry's remaining popularity like a lead balloon.

The royals have finally got around to figuring out royal residences post-Queen, and tell Harry to hurry up and move his "ornate Ottoman bench and a chaise longue" over to Casa Olivegarden. The press finally picks up on the fact that H&M no longer rent Frogmore.

To try to claw back some sympathy, they trot out Omid to tell everyone what a "cruel and unusual punishment" this is. Unfortunately it just so happens that the news coincides with being papped at an exclusive private dining club. Hence no sympathy.

#timeline

All excellent points and I totally forgot about the odd rodeo appearance. You are right that they absolutely could not have afforded to let the news about Frogmore leak before their reality show aired, because they did their damndest to film everything they could while they could on that property. They needed to showcase it as a "current home in the UK". Which brings us to January, which again, they could not let the news distract from Harry's book. I guess they were saving it for their reconciliation tour turned victim tour 8984.0

[bugsbenefit]

do we have any idea on what year season 5 takes place in?

well, maybe kinda? (-> pretty strong idea but only via castings and leaks, no official sources yet)

first concrete Anything we got related to time setting was the original prop car casting that specifically requested models from 1988 or earlier, so it'd make sense to assume sometime around then (post). that was in March 2023 right before the half a year long strikes started

and then shortly before filming started we've gotten more props that suggest a time setting that matches really well with that initial car casting, via posters hung up on the highschool set

which 1) indicate the season to happen close to christmas and 2) feature a date on the energy conservation poster that happens in 1987, which is a pretty fair tip off to the actual setting of the season since dates used in the show tend to be real (post)

with these posters we obviously can't have it guaranteed that we'll already be seeing them in the main show and that they're not for another post season time skip which are standard as of now. but i'd say this is a pretty solid date area for s5

them already shooting at the highschool seems to at least support that (they would have to actively avoid filing these posters in the hallways if they were only there for the epilogue)

and it also fits with the show appearing to film so many exterior shots right now. since the landscape and leafless trees fit a winter setting they wouldn't have to painfully alter it in post. it'd make sense to get most exterior shots done as soon as possible if s5 is supposed to take place in winter/late autumn

so based on what we've got, i'd say the best idea we have is late 1987, potentially slightly pre November 21st since that is the date listed on the energy conservation poster (with the assumption people in universe would take it down right after the date passes. doesn't tend to happen irl but this is fiction so...), but it could also be early December too for all we know

(that'd also be a time skip of over 1 and a half years, which is very close to the 2 year time skip estimate the Duffer's threw out right after s4 came out, when they self admittedly hadn't made their mind up on it yet. the date we can guess being that close to 2 years makes it seem even more likely that this is the time setting of the actual main season and not an epilogue imo)