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little-birdseeker · 3 years

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Relaxing in Kugane

[A short story i wrote together yesterday. Because i really wanted to write something again, so, well... i did. Hope you'll enjoy it! <3]

With a deep relaxing sigh, Isabelle let herself sink into the warm water, especially with a light breeze that let the steam around her dance a little bit. Hot springs were the best, period! She had to show Nalama them someday, and her parents as well, yes! Didn’t mom tell her that he complained regularly about his backache? The hot spring suuurely would work wonders for his back, especially if someone would give him a massage - something she experienced herself firsthand, although his back would be waaay worse than hers, deeefinitly!

But as this was a hot spring for everyone, she was wearing her own bikini, of course, unlike in her bath at home. But the hot spring had some very important advantages: first of all, she didn’t have to clear it herself, and second, she was able to meet plenty of new people here! Like the old man the last time. He had told her about various stories from his life, and as it turned out, he was a skilled weaver himself. Or had been, as his body wasn’t as precise as in the past. But he wanted to teach her this and that, especially some techniques from the far East she hadn’t learned in Ul’dah! They juuust had to find some time for it, but that shouldn’t be too complicated, yes!

She also had met some new customers in this hot spring, as well as new friends. For most of them, her pointy and fluffy ears had made them curious, as Miqo’te weren’t as usual around here as they were in Eorzea, while others… well, she wasn’t sure, but they had their reasons as well! And the last group of girls she had met, they had shown her this little spot! Perfect for smaller girls like herself, as the water was juuust deep enough to reach her shoulders while sitting! And it was also a liiittle bit hidden, so not everyone was able to take a peek! Not that she minded, but at times it was a nice change of pace.

With another sigh, Isabelle let herself sink a little more into the water and enjoyed the moment as she closed her eyes. Yes, life was good.

After dozing for a while, she heard some footsteps. Or… more like the splashing of someone's feet, heading towards her little spot. A quiet “Oh.” could be heard, followed by... silence. That didn’t sound right! Isabelle opened her eyes a bit, just to see one, no, two guys standing a few meters in front of her. Were they staring? Her ears twitched a bit, as she was examining the nasty intruders with her half-opened eyes. Well, she couldn’t blame them, if they were staring, but still… she was juuust enjoying some alone time! Couldn’t they have just come like… later?

“Hmmm? What iiis it?”, the red cat girl asked a few moments later while opening her eyes completely, as both of the guys didn’t bother to do anything at all. “Oh,uhhh... sorry! I, uh, we thought you were sleeping and didn’t want to disturb. Right?”, the smaller guy said while looking at his comrade. “Uhm… yes. Yes, we didn’t want to wake you up! Didn’t think someone would be here.” Isabelles eyes wandered from one guy to the other, back and forth. Both of them had rather long black hair, with a quite muscular body. With some scars on them? And while the bigger, bulkier guy wore some greyish shorts, the ones of the smaller were black. She didn’t know them, but as far as she knew… they looked more like someone from the forge. Or the barracks.

“Well, but I'm here, as you see!” “Uhm, yeah. We, uhm… noticed”, Small Guy responded with a nod.

“But as we’re here now… hope you don’t mind some company”, Big Guy added and went ahead to sit down near her right side, from where he continued to look at her.

“Right, right. It’s our usual spot, you know?” Without even waiting for Isabelle to object, he sat down left from her. At least they did leave some distance. Isabelle gave a soft sigh, but it was too late now. Well at least she was able to talk to new people!

“Ahhh, nothing beats a bath in a hot spring, ain’t it?” Big Guy gave off a laugh while looking at his buddy, before taking another glance at Isabelle.

“Sure is, sure is. Especially after a long day with a friend”, Small Guy agreed and strechted his legs in the water. “Ah, but don’t forget our lovely company we have here today! Would you mind giving us a name so we know which beauty is here with us?”

“Iiisabelle”, the Miqo'te answered truthfully with a smile, leaving out her surname. She would not make that mistake again! “And youuu are?”

“Oh, a beautiful name for a beautiful woman, i see. Well, i’m Koyo, and my friend here-” Koyo, or Big Guy as Isabelle had called him, pointed to Small Guy. “That’s Tetsu.”

“You new here? Can’t remember to have seen such a lovely woman with, uhm…” Tetsu gestured with his hands while trying to find the right words. “Such, uhm… cute ears, yeah.”

“And we see lots of people everyday. Guards, you know? You know the Sekisegumi, don’t you?”, Koyo Guy Tetsu explained, having his eyes still locked on her. “We’re under the people all day.”

“Ohhh, so you can swing a sword around? Slish! Slash! Like this?” Isabelle gestured with her arms, as if she was swinging a sword around, although it looked more like she was a danger to all present persons if she really had a sword in her hands.

“Yeah…. like that”, Big Guy Koyo noded, but was somehow distracted - probably by her awesome presentation of sword fighting skills!

“But nooo… I'm here since, uhhhh…” Isabelle slowly tapped at her cheek, her eyes turned toward the sky, before she tipped on her fingers as if she was counting. “Uhm… at least two years! I think! Yes!”

“For so long?! How did we-? Well, uhum”, Small Guy Tetsu caughed. “Anyway, what brings such a beautiful woman here? To this lovely city and this hot spring?”

“Oh uhm… I'm a weeeaver! Learning new techniiiques, sewing dreeesses…. aaall kinds of stuff!”

“And you need to relax a bit after work, right? Ah, we doing the same”, Big Guy Koyo laughed. “Oh what would I give for some sake now. But no, nothing is allowed here. Pfah…”

“Yeah, it’s a shame. We should go and drink some after, whatcha think, Koyo? Isabelle, you should come too, we know where to get the best sake in town.”

“Hmm… Iii will think about it. But for now, i juuust want to relax here a bit!”

“Of course, of course”, Koyo nodded. “Nothing against a bit of relaxation. I mean, we have a great view here…”

“Yeah…”, his buddy agreed with him.

They were right, the view was amazing. You could see the sea from the hot spring, see the incoming and departing ships, without looking directly into the sun. Some seagulls were screeching nearby, and the sound of the nearby waterfall was soothing. Although… both of them weren’t looking at the sea right now. Maybe they knew it a bit too well, Isabelle thought. Or… well were they staring at her, she wondered…?

She didn’t give it much thought though. “Yes, i looove the view!”, she answered with a smile. “But you aaaren’t looking at all! Look how beeeautiful the sun is reflected by the sea! I looove to see it!”

“Oh, uhm, yeah, uhm… i got… distracted a bit, yeah”, Small Guy Tetsu stuttered.

“We’re just captivated by your beauty, that’s all. Right? Also… have to admit, you’re quite big for such a small lady, wouldn’t you say?”

“Hmmm…? Ohhh! You mean theeese!” With a sudden realization Isabelle looked down on her chest, which was floating a little bit on the water. “Thaaat’s what you have been looking at!” Why hadn’t she realized it sooner? Well, not that she minded though, they looked nice. But still, intense staring was still veeery much rude!!

“Uhm… yeah…”, Small Guy Koyo nodded slowly. “What did you expect? And they come with a cute face too, right?”, Big Guy Koyo laughed. “Suits you well!”

“They do have a gooood size, yes!”, Isabelle giggled and gave her chest a little proud squish. “But you have staaared enough, right?”

“Oh come on, can you blame us to admire such a great view? Can’t see that anyday, can you?” “Uhm, i caaan…”, she corrected rather rude Big Guy Koyo, who was still staring at her.

“Oh, you can, but what about us? How big are they anyway? They are practically huge, not to say-” “Biiig enough! Thaaat’s what i can say!” Her snappy answer surprised Big Guy Koyo, but he didn’t bother for long.

“Well, that’s something I would say…”, Big Guy responded with a suggestive laugh, which Isabelle responded with ‘Wouldn’t be toooo sure about that…’ in her thoughts, even though the guy was at least two heads bigger than her.

“Buuut i’m here for relaxation, so pleeease don’t bother me!” With those words, Isabelle leaned back and closed her eyes again, trying to ignore both of the brutes.

“Urgh, why do you always have to be so…”, Isabelle heared Small Guy Tetsu talking to his friend, probably. Not that she was interested anymore - those were juuust the usual idiots. Those that weren't interested in herself, but her body. People she wouldn’t want to get to know any further.

“Don’t know watcha mean. I was friendly, right?”

“That’s not- So, now what?!”

“Well, it’s not like she could stop us if we do something like-”

As soon as his hand touched her breast, Isabelle jumped. With a loud SWOOSH, all the steam around the hot spring was blown away, as magical wind blew away from her. Everyone in the hot spring could see the waves in the water, created by the sudden air strike. Isabelle's right arm pointed forward while she was standing in the hot water, while the Big Guy, responsible for the sudden outburst, was lying a few meters away on top of his friend, several meters away from Isabelle. He had a big bruise in the middle of his chest, probably from the magic attack Isabelle had launched directly at him.

An “Urgh…” came from both of them while trying to get onto their feet again. “What was that fo-” “Nooo touchy!”, Isabelle interrupted Big Idiot Koyo, while her voice, still as high as usual, but far louder than you would normally expect, sounded through the hot spring. “And nooo looky for you as well! Leeeave me alone!”

Both men looked again at the small cat lady in front of them. To be fair, she was still cute, even with her angry face, but something seemed off. Especially as the steam, which was rebuilding slowly, seemed to spin around her rather fast, as if, yes… as if there was still a large amount of wind aether gathered around the Miqo’te.

“Okay, okay, got it. Didn’t do anything, though, but sure, if you say so… Come, Tetsu, let’s leave this beast alone. Should have known better after seeing the ears.”

“Yeah, still an animal at heart. What a shame.”

Isabelle tried to ignore the words, although they did hurt a little. But she knew the real animals here, and it wasn’t her, that was for sure!

After they left, she sank into the hot waters once again, trying to relax for real now. The nerves of some men… really. Just because she was small! Why couldn’t they all be gentlemen like… like Tatara, yes! Or… or like Redolent Rose! Shure, he had taken a peek every now and then, but at least he did it respectfully! She gave a deep sigh and sank a bit further into the water, where she blew a few bubbles like she did in her own bathtub. Well… at least they were gone. And as it wasn’t the first time something like this happened, although the others didn’t go as far as to touch her chest… the owner would understand what happened this time. Again. She should tell him about it later. But for now… finally, it was time for some relaxing!

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ruewrites · 4 years

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We’re Blooming Together Chapter 4: Sweet

AO3

Ships: Solomon/Asmo

Word Count: 3693

Warnings: None

Chapter 1-Chapter 2-Chapter 3-Chapter 4-Chapter 5-Chapter 6-Chapter 7-Chapter 8-Chapter 9-Chapter 10-Chapter 11-Chapter 12

Asmo pulled the covers over his head. His weekend beauty alarm hadn’t gone off yet, why was he awake? He’d just been having another wonderful dream too. It took a while for it to register, but then he heard the rustling . Asmo peeled open one of his eyes. Then he blinked once. Twice. No. He wouldn’t dare .

Mammon was crouched next to his dresser, going through Asmo’s things.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Asmo growled, tossing the blankets back. Mammon jumped and turned towards his younger brother. He painted a smile across his face and started to pat Asmo’s head.

“I just wanted to wake up my little brother, is that so bad?” he asked. Asmo swatted his hand away and glared at him. Never mind that Asmo’s hair was still messy, he didn’t need Mammon messing it up more. Plus he was already angry. He’d caught Mammon going through his things! What a great way to start his morning. Then he saw what Mammon had in his hands.

“What are you doing with that?”

“Oh? This?” Mammon held up the letter. Asmo’s letter. “You don’t see fancy little things like this around. ‘Specially when it ain’t even ‘ya birthday. And now you’re gettin all defensive-”

“Because I woke up to you going through my stuff dipshit. ”

Mammon smirked and looked closer at the letter, “So you don’t care if I read it?”

“Put it down!” Asmo screeched, lunging from the mattress to his older brother. Mammon cackled and held the letter above his head, while pushing Asmo back with his other arm. He let out a whistle, eyes quickly scanning over the page.

“ Woooow . You gotta lil’ Romeo on your hands right here!” Mammon mused. Asmo could feel his face start to heat up, especially when Mammon started to clear his throat, “Your eyes sparkle and outshine all of the stars in the sky, your lips curl up in the most perfect of arcs-”

“Quit it Mammon! Give it back!” Asmo felt like he was in middle school again. Why couldn’t Mammon just grow up? Seriously! Asmo wasn’t sure whether he was going to die of embarrassment or spend the rest of his life in jail for reenacting the story of Cain and Abel.

Mammon lowered the letter just a bit, “This fella really likes you a lot, big brother Mammon might just have to get the bat out.”

Asmo growled and lunged towards the letter, scratching Mammon in the process.

“Ow! Hey! Keep those claws away from me!”

“Give me my letter back and I won’t tear your eyes out!” He was holding back only slightly. The last thing he wanted to do was tear one of his precious letters. Each one was special, he could let harm come to a single one of them.

Asmo followed Mammon’s gaze as he looked over to the corner of the room. Asmo didn’t realize he could have become even more livid. His things were upturned, all of his letters and little gifts sprawled out on the floor. “They the person that gave you all of those as well? What? Can’t you bring ‘em home to meet your family? Or are they talkin you outta lettin us meet ‘em?”

Oh now Mammon wanted to play the part of protective big brother. First, he came in and started rooting through his room. Second, he rudely woke Asmo up. Thirdly, he started reading Asmo’s private letters. And now he wants to integrate him? No. Absolutely not. No way.

“For your information, I don’t know who they are, hence them signing off the letters with Secret ,” Asmo huffed, snatching his letter back, trying to crinkle it as little as possible. “And if you even think about telling anyone, especially if you let it slip to our dearest older brother, I swear Mammon-”

“Okay. Okay! Cool it, why would I ever tell anyone?”

Asmo narrowed his eyes.

“Alright, I wouldn’t tell anyone on purpose .”

That was reassuring. Asmo smoothed out the letter and carefully inspected it for any tears or serious crinkles before going to reorganize his gifts. Small candies, a small bunny keychain, cute things that Asmo would enjoy. Mammon watched him for a moment, shifting from side to side. Asmo was happy he didn’t try to take a step closer. He wanted a little bit of space.

“Hey,” Mammon finally said as Asmo went to rehide his things in a drawer close to his bed, “I’m sorry alright? I just want to know what’s goin on with you guys. You aren’t always open with things ya know.”

“Neither are you.”

“Touche.”

Mammon ran his fingers through his hair and sighed, “Ya don’t have to worry about me goin and telling Lucifer a’ight? Promise.”

Asmo raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms, “And going through my room?”

“Can’t promise you that I won’t do that.”

Asmo sighed. Well, at least he knew he wouldn’t go telling Lucifer… Not that he would in the first place. But if he did, he could always use Mammon going through their rooms as a deflection. Although he wasn’t sure how well that would hold up, or how long it would hold Lucifer’s focus (if it even did in the first place).

“I only do it ‘cus, I wanna know what’s going on in your life.” Mammon mumbled, “And if this asshole hurts ya, I wanna know! ‘Cus no one hurts any of the Great Mammon’s little brothers!”

Asmo sighed, “Well there are better ways to figure out what I’m up to. Like asking me.” Although, the second half did earn a little snort out of him. Even if Mammon could be a complete asshole sometimes, he did still look out for them. Just like how he’d confront bullies for them as kids.

“Yeah, yeah. Just don’t scare them off before I get to know them.”

Honestly. Lucifer’s energy had been enough to make most of his past lovers almost behave (at least when he was around). He’d always sat them down, made sure they understood how his little brothers should be treated even if it made Asmo want to die of embarrassment. If Mammon had been in the same position, all of those partners would have left. Whether it would have been out of fear or from no longer wanting any part in Asmo’s family he would never know nor did he wish to find out.

Asmo made his way over to his dresser and plopped down. Well, he was awake now. No point in trying to go back to bed, so he might as well get ready. “If you don’t mind brother dearest, I think I’m going to get ready.”

“You goin somewhere?”

“Studying with Solomon if you must know.”

“Ahhh. Studying gotchu.”

“Solomon’s not that type of guy, now shut up and get out.”

“Love you too my dear little brother.”

Maybe he shouldn’t let Mammon go with his secret. It really did seem like a bad idea, his brother walking around with his secret. Sure he had trusted Satan with his secret, but Mammon? Well Mammon had found out on his own, unfortunately. Even if it left a bad taste in his mouth, he had other things to worry about now. He had places to be.

*******

Solomon’s apartment was nice, and he didn’t have to worry about his brothers interfering or being distracting. Not to mention, the living room was also filled with natural light, which not only made it bright but warm as well.

If any situation outside of parties showed how much Asmo struggled with the concept of personal space, it was having his work sessions with Solomon. He never had a problem when it was an assignment that had to do with his designs, but whenever it was something that strayed from his beloved focus his head was on Solomon’s shoulder and he was whining.

“Solomon,” he huffed, putting his laptop down and slumping against him, “This assignment doesn’t even make sense. How am I supposed to write a new groundbreaking paper when everything that could of been said has already been said? Solomon this class doesn’t make any sense.”

He could feel Solomon’s chuckle rumble through his chest. It was a really was a nice sound, like distant thunder. “You didn’t have to take this class with me you know. It’s part of my degree, it’s just credits for you,” he said, placing his things to the side and placing Asmo’s laptop on his lap..

“Demonology sounded really interesting, and you made it sound fun,” he pouted, “Besides, the class is interesting enough. I just hate these stupid papers.”

“I’ll read over it for you, don’t worry.” He always did.

Asmo watched over his shoulder as he made little notes in the margin. He was comfortable next to Solomon. Honestly he hoped that Secret would be okay with him doing things like this. Or that he could do things like this with Secret…. Or that Solomon was Secret.

No.

Nope.

He shouldn’t go there. Solomon was his best friend. He wasn’t going to think of him like that, even if he was cute, and smart, and funny, and attractive…

Even if the best relationships sprouted between the closest of friends….

He really needed to change the subject.

“Is it too late to drop out? I could become a stripper.”

Solomon turned to look at him, eyebrow quirked. He let out a soft hum, letting his eyes look over Asmo for just a second. Then he nodded, “You’d make a cute stripper.”

Asmo’s face turned red, “No! You’re not supposed to say that! You’re my best friend. You’re supposed to either talk about how I should stay in school or that you’d drop out too and join me!” Not compliment how cute he was . While Asmo enjoyed it, it wasn’t what Solomon was supposed to say. Maybe he was joking, but Asmo would think of it as a genuine compliment. “I already know I’d make a cute stripper,” he mumbled.

Like Solomon thought of his body like that. Even if it was true.

“Ah. You’re right. I’m sorry. You’d make a horrible stripper. Stay in school. Don’t drink. Don’t do drugs. More words of wisdom and whatnot.”

“ Solomon .”

Of course he could have pulled his face away. He could move to the opposite side of their workspace and stay there. But he didn’t. Asmo stayed curled up where he was,face partially buried in the fabric of Solomon’s shirt, his cologne flooding his senses. Solomon’s smug smirk was still plastered to his face, but his eyes were trained on Asmo’s paper. He had no right to be so smug, especially when Asmo’s entire body was heating up and he was starting to pout.

Sometimes Solomon could drive him more crazy than his brothers could ever dream of doing. But it was a different type of crazy. A type of crazy that made him want to tackle Solomon to the couch and-

“Pardon me.”

Asmo lifted his head slightly, to turn and look at Simeon. He was holding a tray of cupcakes in his hands. They were pretty. Icing swirled to near perfection in different pastels and covered in shiny white chocolate pearls. Simeon didn’t often intrude on their study sessions. Sometimes he would join for a bit, but he didn’t want to be a distraction. Well, that and he had to look after Luke.

Speaking of Luke, the kid was not too far behind Simeon, looking anywhere but at Asmo and Solomon.

“I do hope I’m not interrupting, but Luke thought you both might like a cupcake. He made them himself.”

“I had some extra,” Luke clarified, “They have a lemon cream filling.”

Simeon set the tray on the table and Solomon nodded, “Thank you Luke, I’m sure that they’ll be wonderful.” Asmo nodded in agreement. That was another perk of working at Solomon’s. There was always some sort of wonderful treat waiting. The kitchen always smelled like a bakery.

He watched as Solomon reached over him and towards the tray for one of the treats, quickly followed by Asmo’s own hand. They lightly brushed together for just a moment, but Asmo was quick to take one of the cupcakes and yank his hand back.

Simeon’s eyes were fixed to them the entire time.

“Solomon.”

“Hm?”

“I’m going to take Luke to the library. We may be out for a while. Remember to lock the door if you go out?” His eyes flickered between the two of them for a moment. Before settling on Solomon. The look he gave Solomon was unreadable to Asmo.

“Alright, have fun,” Solomon smiled, turning back to Asmo’s paper.

Simeon smiled and nodded, “We will, it was good seeing you Asmo." With that, Simeon turned, graceful as ever, and left with Luke.

Asmo’s nose crinkled, “What was that about?”

“Luke made cupcakes.”

“No no. That look Simeon gave you.”

Solomon leaned back and licked a bit of the icing from the cupcake, “Oh. I don’t know. Maybe I forgot to lock the door last time.” He wasn’t looking at Asmodeus, gaze transfixed on the wall. Weird. “Anyways, I think your paper looks fine. There’s just a few things I’d change, but I think it hit everything it needed to.”

Asmo smiled, a little more relaxed now about the assignment. He trusted Solomon’s judgement. Finally Asmo took a bit of his own cupcake. The cake was soft and moist, and Luke’s homemade icing and filling were both so fluffy and light. He couldn’t help but let out a soft moan. It was just too good. On more than one occasion he considered asking if he could move in, just so he could get little treats like this on a daily basis.

The sound of Solomon clearing his throat snapped Asmo out of his sweet-induced trance and over to his friend. Solomon had moved on and was now staring intently down at one of his textbooks. However, he didn’t miss the slight coloration in Solomon’s face.

“What?”

“Nothing. Just… Something in the book.”

“Ooh can I see?” Asmo scooted closer and tried to peak over into the pages below. However, Solomon quickly snapped the book shut and held it out of Asmodeus’ grasp.

“Nope. It’s gone now.”

“Aw come on, please Solomon? If it made you all blushy it must be good!” Asmo asked. He wasn’t about to let himself be left out from whatever spicy romance lied within the book Solomon was trying to keep from him. Solomon stood little chance against his friend, who was practically- no, not practically - who was climbing on top of him.

“Asmodeus!” Solomon’s voice cracked as he fell over, still trying to hold the book over his head as Asmodeus fell on top of him laughing. One arm wrapped around Asmo’s waist in an attempt to keep him away from the book.

“Come on Solomon!” he giggled, reaching for the book, only for it to be flung to the other side of the room and hitting the wall with a soft thud. Asmo huffed and went to stand to scurry after the book, only to be stopped by Solomon sitting up, both arms around him. “Oh you are such a child.”

“I’m the child?” Solomon snorted, “You’re the one who can’t let it go.”

“I call it persistence and knowing what I want. Now let me see!”

Asmo felt himself try to wiggle out of Solomon’s arms, only to be met with more resistance from him. “Well I don’t even remember what page it was on so you’re just gonna have to forget about it,” he huffed, throwing his body weight against Asmo and sending him to the floor and making him yelp ever so slightly.

“Owwwww, Solomon! That hurt.”

“Ah, sorry.” Solomon sat up but only slightly, he looked worried, hand moving to the side of Asmodeus’ head. “Are you okay?”

Asmo’s breath caught in his throat. The sun from the window outlined him in such a heavenly way. Each shadow on his face traced his strong jaw and cheekbones.He felt his hand stroke through his hair, feeling along his skull.

Asmo never let anyone touch his hair after he styled it.

“Any pain? Are you dizzy?”

“Ah… No…”

Well, not dizzy in the way Solomon was thinking. What could he say? What could he do? Well he could tell Solomon to get off, if he ever found his voice….

Then Solomon’s thumb swiped across his lips, and brought it up to his own mouth.

Icing.

“You could have just told me,” Asmo huffed, propping himself up on his elbows

Solomon was back on his haunches now, wrapped up in the icing, “What? Luke makes good icing.” Asmodeus rolled his eyes and shoved at Solomon’s chest.

“You’re insufferable.”

“Not insufferable enough for you to stop spending time with me,” Solomon chuckled. He got off of Asmodeus and helped him sit up, hands lingering just a little longer than necessary. Then the silence took over again.

It wasn’t the same silence as before though. This time it was a bit more awkward, filled with shifting bodies and uncertainty over what to say next. Asmo’s attention went to his phone. After all, social media made for a wonderful distraction. Flipping to the camera, Asmo decided to look over his appearance. He definitely needed to fix his hair. The lighting was amazing here.

“Wanna take a picture?”

Solomon perked up at the sudden break in the silence and looked at the two of them in the camera. “Do you wanna take a picture?” he asked, chest nudging against Asmo’s back. Asmo ignored the fluttering occurring deep within him, even if it was a nice feeling. He would be a liar if he said he didn’t lean back into his touch.

“Just pick up one of the cupcakes and hold it up,” Asmo instructed, “It’ll be cute, trust me. Plus showing off my future number one model could be a good marketing strategy.”

Asmo felt Solomon’s chin rest on his shoulder as he tried to find the right angle to take the photo at. “You know, you keep posting pictures like this and people might start thinking I’m a little more than a ‘best friend’ or ‘model’,” he said, resisting the temptation to start digging into the second cupcake.

“And who cares what they think?”

Even as Asmo said it, his stomach sunk a little. Well, maybe Solomon cared if people thought they were together. They were just friends. That was it. Maybe there was someone Solomon liked, someone he wanted to impress, and Asmo was ruining his chances by taking photos like these. Solomon had gone along with (most of) his ideas for most of the time they’d been together. Maybe he was just too nice to say no to Asmo’s little ideas. Maybe-

“Hey.” Solomon was looking at him, “Are you going to take it?” His face was a lot closer than Asmo realized.

“Oh! Yeah, yes, sorry. Just trying to find the right angle… There!”

Click.

They both stared at the photo for a moment, Asmo more than aware of how Solomon hadn’t left his position. “I like it. You were right. It’s nice.”

Solomon had the nicest, sweetest smile he’d ever seen on another person.

“Are you going to post it?”

How did he always look so relaxed ?

But before Asmo could reply, a notification popped up on his phone. Then another and another and another and-

He was used to his phone blowing up, but he hadn’t even posted the picture yet. Looking deeper into the source, he found that they were all from his brothers, mainly Mammon and Levi. Slowly Asmo clicked on the notification.

L3vi : You have a girlfriend?

Mammoney : Asmo I’m sorry

L3vi : Or boyfriend?

Mammoney : Please don’t kill me

L3vi : Why did you tell Mammon and not me? That’s not fair!

Mammoney : I didn’t mean to-

L3vi : I read a manga with a plot like this once-

Mammoney : It just kinda came out

L3vi : I know the perfect way to figure out who this is!

Mammoney : Asmo?

He wanted to scream. He put his phone down, ignoring the rest of the notifications. Yeah. He should have killed Mammon earlier. It hadn’t even been a full twenty-four hours. The only thing he could be thankful for was that he didn’t tell Lucifer… As far as he knew.

Asmo was going to kill him.

“I thought your brothers didn’t know.”

Solomon’s voice brought Asmodeus back to reality, it didn’t stop his fuming, but it did bring him back to where he was. “They didn’t,” he hissed, “Well, I mean I told Satan, but he was going to be the only one to know. Mammon certainly wasn’t supposed to know and-” Asmo’s words dissolved into a groan. His study session with Solomon had been going so well too. They’d been productive... for the most part.

He flopped onto Solomon’s shoulder and let out a whine. “Just let me move in with you please!” he whimpered, “I promise I won’t bother Simeon and Luke too much and you know I’m neat and clean. My brothers are going to drive me to an early grave, or worse, give me wrinkles .”

Solomon snorted which only made Asmodeus’ pout deepen. “Rude. This is a very serious matter.”

“Don’t you think you’re being a tad overdramatic?”

All Asmo did was cross his arms in response. Solomon sighed and looked down at Asmodeus. “Well… I can’t say that there’s space for you to move in-”

“Not even the couch? Or sharing a bed?”

Solomon held up his finger, “But, I can walk you home. If you’d like. I can be your human shield and protect you from your brothers.”

Asmo thought for a moment, arms uncrossing and fingers playing with the hem of Solomon’s sleeve. Having Solomon walk him home could be the next best thing (aside from just spending the night), and he would be able to distract himself from the dread and embarrassment that awaited him back home. Walking back home with Solomon was always nice regardless. Who didn’t like to spend more time with their best friend?

#WBT #solodeus #soloasmo #asmosolo #asmodeus x solomon #obey me asmodeus #obey me solomon #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me simeon #obey me luke #obey me #fluff #love letters #human!au #friends to lovers #slow burn

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harryhooksgazebos267 · 4 years

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Looking at me~ Jungkook x Reader

Pairing: Jungkook x idol!reader

Genre: Angst, comedy (not a lot)

Warnings: Probably cursing

Requested: Yes, based off of the song by Sabrina Carpenter titled Lookin at me

A/n: Anon, I’m so sorry 😖 This is absolute trash but I tried my best 🥺👉👈 I hope you like it…

MASTERLIST

It had been about a five months since you last talked to Jungkook and honestly, you had taken the break up pretty bad. Sure, he had been an asshole but that didn’t mean you didn’t love him. It had caused you to fall into severe depression and you couldn’t even leave your dorm for days. When the news of your break up came out, the media had a field day. The responses were pretty spilt on who they supported. Contrary to what Jungkook said, your group was actually pretty popular (you were apart of Red Velvet?? Like seriously dude, you didn’t even need him for popularity) so you had a lot of fans supporting you. But, of course with love there is always hate. At one point, the hate mixed with being hurt over Jungkook got so bad, that it caused your company to postpone your solo debut. The only reason you got out of your slump was because of you members, specifically Irene.

“Y/n you have to get out of bed! Why don’t we go get something to eat?” She suggested while jumping on your bed and laying next to you.

“No,” you mumbled as you snuggled even deeper into your blanket.

“You can’t sit and mope around all day you know.”

“Isn’t that’s exactly what I’ve been doing? So if you don’t mind, I shall continue on with my mopping,” you sass back as you turn and face the other way.

“Y/n,” she sighed out as she sat on her knees and placed her hand on your shoulder.

“What do I always tell you about men?” She questioned while shaking you a little.

“ᴹᵉⁿ ᵃᶦⁿ’ᵗ ˢʰᶦᵗ”

“I’m sorry I can’t hear you? What did you say?”

“Mᴇɴ ᴀɪɴ’ᴛ sʜɪᴛ,” you muttered out a little louder, a small smile forming on your face.

“Oh come on, say it a little louder!”

“MEN AIN’T SHIT” You screamed causing the two of you to laugh.

“Ahhh come on, is that all you got?”

“MEN AIN’T SHIT! MEN AIN’T SHIT! MEN AIN’T SHIT!”

The two of you began to chant at the top of your lungs. Yeri and Joy suddenly came into the room, falling in sync with Irene and you. A few moments later, Seulgi and Wendy, who were just out shopping, came into the room looking really confused causing you all to stop. You all kind of just looked at each other and then in unison started the chant once more. That was the first time you had smiled or laughed in a loooong time. After that, you decided to change your entire solo song and performance. At first you had planned on doing a cute little love song but you felt as though that wouldn’t be the best thing to do. No, instead you decided to write a song that would basically be a big “fuck you!” to Jungkook.

Thus, bringing us to modern day! So, you had decided not to drop the MV for your song until after you performed it at the MAMA awards! With Jungkook and BTS all there to hear it! Cute right?

You were currently backstage getting yourself hyped for you performance. To say you were nervous would be an understatement. First of all, you were the first one in Red Velvet to have a solo debut and this would be the first time in months you had performed or been in the public eye. Second, there was the entire thing with Jungkook so…

“Y/n?”

Ah speak of the devil!

Turning around, you were met with the boys wide eyes as he smiled at you awkwardly.

“Jungkook,” you replied back with no emotion.

“You look so beautiful,” he commented as he eyed you up and down.

“I know, thanks.”

“Ummm how have you been?” He nervously asked as he bit the inside of his cheek.

“I’ve been great, how about you?” You questioned with a wide smile, he didn’t need to know how much he had hurt you.

“Do you want my honest answer or a lie?”

You thought about it for a second but decided one the latter.

“Honest I guess.”

“Honestly, I’ve felt like shit. I’ve felt so lost without you. Baby, I’m sorry for everything I said. I don’t even know what I was thinking, you know I didn’t mean any of it.”

“Clearly you met what you said, why else would you have said it,” you scoffed.

“I….okay I did mean it but it came out really wrong and I shouldn’t have said it to your face. I’m sorry y/n.”

“You shouldn’t have said it to my face?” You laughed out bitterly as you bit your lip and shook your head.

“Well, I’m glad you’re sorry because you should be but I don’t know what you thought was gonna happen by telling me all this. If you did it to make yourself feel less guilty or whatever, I hope it worked. Did it make me feel any better? No but you never were the best at making me feel good. Now I have to go and-“

“Wait y/n please! Just give me a second chance, I’m sorry. I know what I said was wrong and I’m…I’m just so sorry! I don’t understand what else you want me to do or say!”

“See that’s the problem! You think that just saying a simple sorry is going to fix everything and it’s not! Giving me a sorry exscuse for an apology doesn’t solve anything! Until you realize how much you fucked up, I don’t want to hear it. You lost me Jungkook and there is nothing you can do about it.”

“Y/n? Is everything okay?” You heard Wendy’s voice call out to you as she approached Jungkook and you with a confused look on her face. You gave Wendy a tight smile as you took a few steps away from Jungkook.

“Of course! I’m sure it’s almost time for me to perform so we should go right?”

“Y/n,” Jungkook called out in one last attempt to get you to forgive him.

“I have to go now or else I’m going to be late. You already fucked up one thing, don’t make me miss one of the biggest performances of my life and fuck up another,” you told him coldly.

Wendy gave Jungkook one more glance before putting her hand on your shoulder and lightly pushing you down the hall.

“You okay?” She asked once you were out of ear range of him, taking your hand in hers.

“Yep, I’m just ready to get out there and perform,” you told her with a determined look on your face.

One of the stage managers came up to the two of you and informed you that you had 5 minutes before you were going to go on.

“I think that’s my cue to leave. You’re going to kill it out there! You have worked so long and so hard for this and I can’t express how proud I am of you. Now go out there and show Jungkook and the rest of the world how badass you are” She hyped you up as she pulled you into a hug.

“Thank you Wendy, I love you.”

“I love you too! Break a leg!” And with that she was gone.

Your heart began to beat loudly in your chest as you waited in the wings. You paced back and forth as your nerves grew bigger and bigger. Finally, you heard the intro music as your background dancer began dancing, signaling for you to enter the stage. You heard your fans scream as they saw you enter causing you to smile lightly. That smile faded as you got in position and began singing.

Did I catch your attention? You look like you lost your breath, huh

When I circle the room, you an owl, you gon’ twist your head

Don’t you come at me green with an attitude when my lips and my soles are red

If I leave you behind, you can look for the broken necks

No, no

‘Cause I’ve been here once or twice

Never worry ‘bout the eyes, come on

Don’t just stand there staring, honey

Try to move your feet

If you think they looking at you

They looking at me

I can make it nice and easy

I'ma take the lead

They ain’t even looking at you, baby

They looking at me

Yeah, yeah, they looking at me

May be young for a teacher, I’ll teach you what you don’t know

I could teach you the things that you wanna know

But I can’t give it up all at once, you would overdose

Don’t you bring any bull in the room tonight, it’s a whole new rodeo

It could be you and me, but you know that I’ll steal the show

Oh, yeah

'Cause I’ve been here once or twice

Never worry 'bout the eyes come on

Don’t just stand there staring, honey

Try to move your feet

If you think they looking at you

They looking at me

I can make it nice and easy

I'ma take the lead

They ain’t even looking at you, baby

They looking at me

No, no, no, no

Yeah, yeah, they looking at me

But they looking at me, babe

'Cause they looking at me, baby

hey

If I leave you behind, you can look for the broken necks

Don’t just stand there staring, honey

Try to move your feet

If you think they looking at you

They looking at me

I can make it nice and easy

I'ma take the lead

They ain’t even looking at you, baby

They looking at me

Yeah, yeah, they looking at me

But the truth is they looking at me

They looking at me

Once you were finished, the crowd went wild. You looked over to where your members were sitting as they screamed their lungs out causing you to laugh a little. You looked over to where bts were and they all were staring at Jungkook. The two of you made eye contact but he looked away, shaking his head. Suddenly he got up and began to walk away, clearly upset. You watched as Namjoon and Taehyung followed after him.

Leaving the stage you felt extremely proud of yourself. Not only did the fans seem to enjoy the song but your performance went off without any mistakes. In your head, that was the best performance you’ve ever done. You made a statement. You proved a point that at the end of the day, people can think they’re better than you but you know that’s far from the truth. You’re the queen and nobody can deny that. You know that the fans got the message and clearly the one person who needed to hear it most, got it too.

Link to song in fic

A/n: tell me why my petty ass wanted to be like “he got a slice of humble pie” 😭 This Shane drama is taking over my life.

MASTERLIST

#jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook x reader #jungkook angst #jungkook x reader angst #jeon jungkook #jungkook #bts #bts jungkook #bts angst #bts x reader #red velvet #irene #wendy #seulgi #joy #yeri #jungkook x idol reader

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arcanadreams · 4 years

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(Hi hello I have not written anything on tumblr for *checks watch* ...a year?? ANYWAY I saw @my-arlington-academia‘s headcanons about some of the boys reacting to Scholar falling asleep on their shoulder (which were adorable!! check them out here) and got inspired!! I’m doing these for Al, Tadashi, and Raquel bc I’m biased and they are my favorites (plus Tyler but she already wrote for him aadjhgasdg)

ANYWAY these aren’t all EXACTLY the same premise but they’re similar enough so hope you enjoy!!

Alistair:

Scholar and Al had met up in the gym to do their workouts together! However, Al’s routine was longer than Scholar’s, so they sat on the bleachers to wait for him. A long day of classes finished off with exercise is pretty tiring, though, so soon enough...

“Alright, I’m all set! Sorry for the wait.” Al expected a reply, but heard none. And looking over...he saw why.

Oh my god.

Scholar had fallen asleep on the bleachers. Waiting for him.

He was torn between feeling guilty and oh so flattered, particularly because they felt comfortable enough to take a nap with him around.

He approached them with the intention of giving them a gentle shake to wake them up, but good lord they were so cute. They had lain down on their side and used their gym towel as a pillow, and one of their arms was hanging off the bleacher and- aHHH HIS HEART COULD NOT TAKE THIS

He was already blushing just looking at them and trying to muster up the courage to wake them up, when Scholar stretched. Their exercise top rode up a bit with their movement, showing off a little midriff, and Al almost yelped as he looked away.

“Oh, hi Al!” Scholar sat up slowly, rubbing their eyes. “Sorry for passing out on you there. It’s been a long day.” “No problem,” Al replied, watching them stand and stretch again, this time adjusting their shirt back to its proper placement.

“You sure? I don’t want you to think you’re boring or something. Trust me, if I weren’t this exhausted I would’ve been absolutely captivated by your athletic prowess, as usual.” Al laughed a little at Scholar’s teasing.

“I was more worried about if you were okay or not than if I bored you to sleep. You sure you’re alright?” He unknowingly gave Scholar the puppy eyes that always sent their heart into a frenzy.

“Yeah, I’m good. Just way more tired than I thought I was.” “Want to walk to the dorms together? Then you can take a nap in your bed. I think that’ll feel better than the bleachers.” Scholar smiled at his offer, accepting it. The whole way to the dorms Alistair couldn’t get the image of their sleeping face out of his mind. (And for the rest of the week but don’t let him know I told you that-)

Tadashi:

Okay, we all know Tadashi. This would obviously happen when he and Scholar were studying together.

The pair had been sitting on the cafe balcony (is it a balcony?? lmao) for a good four hours at that point. The first two had included Al and Raquel, but those two left while Tadashi and Scholar chose to keep working.

Tadashi had noticed Scholar yawning more often than usual and asked a few times if they wanted to wrap up, but they insisted they were so close to finishing their project that they just wanted to get it out of the way. He knew that feeling all too well, so he just nodded and focused on his work.

He looked up about half an hour later, though, and Scholar was out cold. They had fallen asleep on their open textbook, their cheek smushed against the page. It was...adorable.

He had half a heart to wake them up, but they were too cute! Plus, he had a hunch they must’ve been overworking themselves to have reached this point. If anyone could recognize the signs of burnout, it was Tadashi Nakano.

So, instead, he smirked to himself and watched them for a few minutes. (A few turned into, like, fifteen, but hey I ain’t holding it against him.) It was only once he realized that neither of them were very productive like this that he decided it’d probably be best to get them up.

“Scholar,” he said, only raising his voice slightly so as to not startle them awake. “Hmm?” They grumbled out, clearly not all that happy to be disturbed. Tadashi chuckled.

“You fell asleep. You might wanna get up before you drool on your textbook and ruin the pages. It’ll be hard to return it at the end of the year if it has spit in it.” This made Scholar snort and lift their head up.

“How long was I out?” They asked as they stretched their arms towards the sky. “At least half an hour, maybe forty-five minutes.”

“And you just...let me sleep??” They looked at him, seemingly flabbergasted that he would let them get away with that. Tadashi shrugged. “You looked like you needed it.”

Scholar offered him a sincere, still slightly sleepy smile and Tadashi felt his heart skip a beat. “Thank you, I really did. As much as I want to finish this, I think I’m gonna head to bed for the night. You coming?” Scholar nodded when Tadashi said he still had work he wanted to get done, and gave him a little wave as they packed up and left.

Tadashi got not work done for the next half an hour after that because he kept replaying that sleepy smile over and over in his head.

Raquel:

“You’re up early! Finally understand the appeal of the sunrise?” Raquel teased as Scholar trudged over to where she was sitting in the cafeteria.

“No. I just didn’t sleep. I stayed up playing Craftmine (have they referenced minecraft in-game before??? ssakjdhgjdgh) with Tegan all night and we only looked at the clock an hour ago.” Raquel laughed.

“Scholar! Tegan may be able to survive like that, but from the looks of it, you can’t.” “A correct assessment.” They plopped down next to her as more people filtered into the room; mostly athletics department kids getting an early breakfast.

They rested their head on her shoulder as they sat down, making Raquel smile. “Not getting anything to eat?” She asked, draping an arm over Scholar’s shoulders.

“M’too tired to get up again,” they mumbled, unconsciously moving closer. A light dusting of pink appeared on Raquel’s cheeks, her smile only widening.

“Am I that comfortable?” She teased. Scholar only nodded. “Yeah, actually. You’re always comfortable.”

ASJGDDS OKAY SLEEPY SCHOLAR JUST- JUST SEND HER HEART SKYROCKETING INTO THE STRATOSPHERE LIKE THAT I GUESS THAT’S FINE-

“Tell you what, how about you doze for a few minutes while I eat? I’ll wake you up and walk you to the dorms when I’m done. Sound good?” Scholar’s response was simply to nuzzle Raquel’s shoulder and make a full blush appear on her face. Alright, she’ll take that as a yes!

Alistair actually came by while Scholar was asleep and Raquel raised a finger to her lips as he approached.They both grinned to each other about how fucking adorable this situation was as they whispered to each other.

Raquel totally asked Al to take a picture of Scholar asleep on her before she woke them up.

#ALRIGHT DONE now im making myself nachos #CANT WAIT TO PLAY CHAPTER 10 ONCE THERE IS...SOME HINT OF WHAT TO SAY LMAO #sweet elite #sweet elite headcanons #sweet elite game #alistair #tadashi #raquel #otome #my writing #headcanons

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smolbeandrabbles · 4 years

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Loser Like Me - Intern!Nolan Sorrento x Reader (Ready Player One)

GIF Credit: X @crawlingmist @mandy23b @wltz-bby @happyskywhale #MendoTagSquad

Babe you’re platinum all the way

Author’s Note: Before we even begin - Mini Series for sure! Also I’ve never seen anyone do this before me, so here we are!

I know by now if you’ve been following this blog for any length of time you know how much I love this man. With my heart and soul. However - there’s a particular scene in the movie I just... really don’t like. It’s the Intern scene. I won’t go into a whole lot of detail, but it hits me deep on a personal level, and I hate that it’s played for laughs. I thought it needed some ‘rectifying’! And came up with this little series. 😊 I really hope you enjoy taking this journey with Nolan, as much as you have my others!

Disclaimer: RPO characters/storyline not mine / whilst following what they did with him in the movie, some of this will be influenced by Lacero (because of course it will!)

I wanted to write a quick note about his age! I headcanon every Mendo that does not have a canon age as the same age Ben was when the movie was shot. So... For RPO that’s about 46/47. Making Nolan 47 in 2045. The intern scene takes place in 2025. Making Nolan, as stated in the fic, 27.

Premise: Nolan Sorrento has a head full of dreams that he’s sure will be actioned by the OASIS creators any day now. But fetching coffee is all anyone at Gregarious Games thinks Nolan is good at. Lucky for him, you see things a little differently...

Words: 6397

Warnings: In general - people being douches to Interns. / swearing

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Yeah, you may think that I'm a zero But hey, everyone you wanna be Probably started off like me You may say that I'm a freak show But hey, give it just a little time I bet you're gonna change your mind

All of the dirt you've been throwin' my way It ain't so hard to take, that's right 'Cause I know one day you'll be screaming my name And I'll just look away, that's right

Push me up against the locker And hey, all I do is shake it off I'll get you back when I'm your boss I'm not thinkin' 'bout you haters 'Cause, hey, I could be a superstar I'll see you when you wash my car

Just go ahead and hate on me and run your mouth So everyone can hear Hit me with the worst you've got and knock me down Baby, I don't care Keep it up and soon enough you'll figure out You wanna be, You wanna be A loser like me

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The alarm went off at 6:40am. As it did every day – but Nolan Sorrento was already half way ready, and had to skid out of the bathroom to snap it off, before any of his neighbours complained again. Sometimes he just couldn’t sleep – and he felt it probably wiser to just get up and get on. Sorrento’s head was full of ideas, ideas that he knew would help him make it big someday. Hopefully right here where he worked, at Gregarious Games… once he got a job that wasn’t an internship, that was. And - when he wasn’t fetching coffee, or running papers, or trying to book meeting rooms and call other people that worked around the company as requested by those higher up - Nolan would sit with his notebook and plot out what his future would look like, and the tech he would use to get there, whether it be available right now, just within reach, or something that one day he’d be at the forefront of making. He dreamed, because right now that was all he could do. Nolan had a job and that was enough to be thankful for, he had his life… which was more than could be said for some people. Sweeping back into the bathroom he studied himself in the mirror for a moment with a small sigh. He liked to give himself a daily pep-talk, because there wasn’t anyone else that was going to do that for him either. ‘Okay, Nolan, you got this. For real this time – they’ll ask you to fetch coffee and then you can walk in and be like… Guys! Your OASIS project – what about if you did this-!? How can they not love it? Maybe they’ll bump you to tech? Maybe they’ll make you a partner!’ It hadn’t worked out for him so far, but he could dream – maybe today was the day! He gave himself a firm nod, running his hand through his thick dark blonde hair to neaten it (at least the highlights were going to look good once he got into proper lighting!) and then dashed from the bathroom again; throwing a suit jacket on – that didn’t match his outfit but was good enough – he looped his pass around his neck, grabbed his keys and his satchel before heading out of the door. No time for breakfast, he’d think about that later! First things first; getting into the office. It was still nerve wreaking for him to walk up to that office with coffee; it used to give him shakes just thinking about maybe getting the coffee order wrong, but now he knew he had that down. Nolan knew that Gregarious Games was on the verge of something not just great, but phenomenal. People all around the company treated it’s two founders like Gods, and Nolan knew exactly why – he was doing the same. They were creating the seemingly impossible; giving people an escape from the hell that everyone was living. The longer he was here, the more Nolan gained confidence – Morrow at least knew his name now, and he was also privy to the fact that not everyone got to interact with these two as much as he did. It came to the point where he actually liked being asked to fetch coffee for them, because he’d get to try out a new idea. “-What about this-?” “Maybe later, Nolan, thanks for the coffee…” “But I really think the OASIS could just use-” “Thanks, Nolan. Really, but it’s a busy time.” “Well maybe-” “Nolan…” Then he had to walk from the room with a deep breath and try not to get so disheartened. No matter, there would always be tomorrow, and the day after that, and the day after that… on into infinity. But Sorrento smiled gently, one day he’d come up with something that would be so mind-blowing they would have to listen to him! And he was getting close, he was sure of it. With that thought, he jogged back down the stairs, confidence sky high. “Oh-! Nolan-!” He turned to the voice calling him, “Yes?” “Could you come help me with something… I’m not exactly sure what I’ve done wrong on this presentation… I just can’t fix it…” “Sure-!” “OH. And, whilst you’re at it, would you mind picking up my printing? Thanks, Nolan!” He blinked several times watching them walk away passed the printer, and then sighed again – well, he still had a ways to go yet…

Nolan was aware that there were people in this company who didn’t like him, that thought he was strange. The pop culture he consumed was obscure at best, or... not obscure enough at worst. Nolan liked the modern stuff, the early millennium. The remnants of Y2K... where everyone lost their heads thinking computers and clocks would all stop working. Apparently, that wasn’t highly valued, and everyone thought that the 80s was where it was at. Nolan wasn’t sure of that himself, and thought maybe most of them were just posturing because that was the era that Halliday and Morrow were obsessed with. It made sense; they’d grown up in that time. Nolan was just far more nostalgic for things he’d grown up with - than a time he didn’t even really know.

Other people he figured didn’t like him for other reasons, but he’d never quite got the opportunity to find out what those were. Only that it felt a lot like being shoved up against a high school locker again. And he was 27. There were a couple in particular that liked to get physical; only this time they decided to do it when he was carrying two full cups of coffee. “Whoops-” “Shit! Sorry-!” As if he sounded anywhere near it. “It’s okay though right, that’s your job, you can just make more.” If he wasn’t already on a time limit, “And clear that up whilst you’re at it.” “What do you get a full employee badge for making coffee anyway?” “Oh no-! You read that wrong mate, it’s just an intern one.” “Ah-! Not permanent then? Coffee can’t be that good-!” “Less permanent now-!!!” Nolan bit his lips together, because he knew what would happen if he retaliated, these two were full time employees that (probably) had way more important jobs than he did. He knew which one of them was more likely to be walked out of the door after a confrontation, and he needed this.

“Do you two assholes want to leave him the fuck alone-!?” They all turned, to an impatient looking woman standing with her arms crossed. And this would be a moment that, although he didn’t know it yet, would go down in history in Nolan Sorrento’s life. For this was the moment he met you. You could not have been glaring at them both harder - and felt that for the man stuck in the middle, it was pretty fortunate that you walked by. “Y-Y/N-!” “Don’t give me that, why don’t you go bother someone else-!?” “But he-!” “Is trying to get coffee from point A to point B, I didn’t realise Gregarious games hired children these days that would be such a hindrance. Why don’t you get back to your desks and do your jobs-!?” They didn’t dare argue with you – skulking off, although muttering profusely. And Nolan was nearly speechless, but also realised there was coffee all over the floor: “Ah-! Ahhh-! Shoot-!” “No, no, no...!!” You moved towards him, hands gently pushing him back to standing; “I got this, you go make them again...!” “No, no, I can’t leave you to-” “Nolan, it’s okay... I got this...” He stopped suddenly; now he would know if he’d seen you before. He would. Nolan was good with things like that. He opened his mouth, but you ushered him back towards the kitchen; “I’ll help in a moment, just let me do this!”

Sorrento didn’t know what else to do but wait for you in the kitchen, by now he probably could have gone outside and got a coffee order, but in you walked, throwing away whatever you’d used to tidy up the spillage. “Good thing I like the smell of coffee...” You wiped your hands and turned to him, with a gentle smile; “Sorry about those guys. They’re self-entitled assholes who shouldn’t have the jobs that they do. Alas, I am not a hiring manager... are you alright?” “Oh, it’s nothing I can’t handle.” You nodded, “I can see that.” “F-forgive me, Y/N...” that is what they’d called you, “but...” “Oh; I’ve heard all about you - Nolan Sorrento. And your ideas!” He looked away for a moment, aware that he was blushing, “But also that you make one hell of a cup of coffee...” that just made him blush harder. “You also do a little bit of work in my department, so I’ve seen you around. I could use a mind like yours, y’know? Maybe I’ll have to get you in for experience...” You nodded to the half-made coffee; “I’ll help, if you teach me how the boys upstairs like it.” “Oh... y-yeah sure...” Nolan moved aside as you crossed the kitchen, “What’s your department?” “Technology. So, they do all the ideas and spec and testing, and my team codes it. We also run all diagnostics on errors, though the less we see of those the better!” “Your team-!?” “I like manage like 2 people, it’s nothing.” But Nolan was staring at you like all his wildest dreams had come true. “...Wow. That’s... that’s incredible-!” “If I could get the right people in my team, it’d be more so...” You eyed him curiously, “And somehow you’re only an intern?” “I’ll take what I can get.” You giggled “Until one of the big plans comes off?” “Yeah I guess...” That faint shade of pink was back “I admire that.” “What?” “The confidence to tell Halliday and Morrow your thoughts. The imagination it takes to have ideas like that. It’s cutting edge stuff, Nolan. I couldn’t do that - I am more... the girl who executes the idea. And turns your dream into a virtual reality... but I don’t have such a knack for original content.” You gave him another sweet smile that had him turning quickly back to the coffee; “Now why don’t you teach me how to do this - and I’ll explain why it’s a little late.” “Y-yeah... lets... do that!” ***

Overall Nolan was pretty harmless, he kept himself to himself and did every task that was asked of him. You made a point of finding him to say hello, and chat to him for a few minutes every time you passed his desk. And you noticed that when you approached him he always looked quiet and subdued, but by the time you moved on he was joyful and animated and it always hurt you to have to move on. Still the smile on his face didn’t fade after that. He was full of endless enthusiasm, and more importantly than that – something you felt Gregarious aught to be paying attention to – he was hungry, if work didn’t come to him he’d seek it out, Nolan certainly wasn’t afraid of doing that. Every so often he’d be walking by with someone and you’d catch a snippet of another great idea that filled his head – but more often than not was met with “That’s great, Nolan, but…” You were amazed to see this didn’t deter him; sure he’d look disappointed, but he didn’t give up. Sorrento’s attitude and personality intrigued you, and one afternoon when he was leaving for another coffee run, you made a point of walking with him. That soon became habit, as did joining him for lunch. It didn’t win you a lot of friends, and more often than not you’d be asked ‘What the hell are you thinking!?’ ‘Yeah, Y/N! You actually have talent!’ ‘Nolan Sorrento is never gonna amount to anything. He’s pushing 30 and all he does is make coffee.’ You didn’t understand why, or how, anyone in this office could pick on him. And why everyone just let them get away with it. Your defence of him was ruthless. “He’s a fucking INTERN, not a coffee boy – oh my god! It’s about time someone actually taught him something about the business. Nolan’s got a head full of ideas and if no one else is gonna utilize him, I fucking will – because it only takes one job ad or someone to recognise what he has and he’ll be off to IOI!” “They can have him.” “You know what, screw all of you! When Nolan’s running this place and you’re all begging for jobs, I hope to God he remembers what you did to him.”

Nolan was wasted here. But you didn’t want him to be wasted here; he was at times a little too unconventional for your game makers, given his little corner of pop culture (not that he’d opened up to you a lot about that, but occasionally you got a glimpse of it by what he referenced and laughed at), or a little too ‘business’ for your co-founders - monetization was practically a curse word… Yet Nolan had a mix of talent that barely anyone else in this company did, and no one was giving him a chance to use it. Worse still to you – an Intern, who should be learning everything the business has to offer and be given every opportunity to get stuck into it, was doing not a lot more than fetching and filing paperwork. And sure, you were younger than him, but you wanted to take this into your own hands.

“Hey!” A smile was already present on his face before he looked up; “Hey!” “You busy today?” You folded your arms on top of his desk divider; Nolan looked a little shifty; suspicious of you for a minute. “I mean, I got plenty to be getting on with…” You gave a disappointed sigh; “Aw, see I really needed your help with something.” “…Really!?” He wasn’t about to hide that shock – Nolan hadn’t done anything directly tech related for your department before, and that was your exact remit. “Yeah, but if you-” “No, no!” He stood, “I’d love to help, that’s what I’m here for, right?” You couldn’t help yourself, and giggled, “Did you just become un-busy?” “…Yeah. Yes, I think so.” Nolan placed his hands in his pockets with a grin, and waited for you to tell him what to do; “Awesome, let me show you around tech central!” You beckoned him to walk with you, “And for the record, no, I was pretty sure intern meant you were also here to learn, and I’ll be damned if I don’t teach you something. How’s your coding?” “Not a strong suit.” “What did you study?” “Uh… Business and economics… just touching on computing as a minor… why?” You turned back to him very nearly shocked; “At College!?” “Uhm. Yes?” He’s a College grad and we have him paper pushing, my God, no one is ever hearing the end of this! But you just nodded, “What’s the dream Nolan?” He became bashful, looking away from your face for a moment, as if he didn’t dream – or as if every dream he’d been working for was suddenly stupid; “Uh. I…” “C’mon, everyone has one…” You touched his arm delicately, “Hand on heart, ten years from now, when you’re close to 40, where do you wanna be?” Sorrento looked a little affronted by your close to 40 remark but held his tongue; “Uh. I guess, I’d like to be in charge of a company like this one.” “Good man, right answer.” You swept him into another room – a neat row of 5 desks on one side, and one on the other – no barriers between you – the single desk was covered with paperwork; in the centre a flashing image, highlighting what various coding pieces were about to address in game. You indicated for him to sit at a desk in the row of five, and joined him. “And you?” “None of my dreams are really to do with work…” You shook your head, “I mean, sure I’d like a couple of promotions but I’m kinda okay where I am – as long as I still love what I’m doing. I’d just like to help people, you know? And the OASIS might help people… So,” you breathed, “I’d like to make people happy, and I don’t know how measurable that is, but I think I’d feel pretty good in ten years’ time if I managed that!” Nolan watched you for a second, and your gentle smile, and wondered if you’d even realised that for him at least you’d already completed that goal. Maybe he’d keep that back, for now – but he knew that in ten years’ time he wanted to look back on this moment with you and say “I was your first! You might not know, but it was me!” *** You set him a series of tasks and challenges and, as you did so, explained his way through them, who they were for and the effect that doing them would have on the business or the OASIS itself. Your team kept to themselves but you’d let them do that for now, the group was a little insular and he was an outsider right now, they’d warm to him; you worked with nice guys – not like the assholes who behaved like grade schoolers. Every so often, performing your own tasks, you would ping Nolan a calendar invite. “…What’s that?” He would ask you, and you would tell him “Oh! That’s a meeting with the Head of Marketing… Finance… Engineering… PR and Communications… HR…”, the list was endless – but if you had to create an intern program for him for yourself, you damn well would. You were a little more social and a little more pushy, so you knew you could get him working in all the teams and on projects that actually meant something – starting with your own, then he’d have something to show for it. All he needed was a little boost and a shot to his confidence and Nolan would be away; it was already obvious that he believed in his ideas enough – now you wanted to give him the knowledge to back it all up, and finally let him use what he already knew.

By the end of the first day Nolan was a little worried that he hadn’t finished all the tasks you had set, and as your team packed up and left for the night, he looked nervous. “Nolan, you okay?” “…I mean I… I still have a few things to do- I-I’ll finish them, I guess I might just be a little late.” You sighed; “Nolan, you’re an intern, honey – you don’t get paid overtime, just finish them tomorrow – It’s fine.” “…T…Tomorrow.” He swivelled his chair to you but didn’t dare look hopeful, “You want me back?” “Yes, of course I want you back, I told you I need you right now! With all that’s going on so close to launch we’re getting stretched pretty thin, and what better place for you to get stuck in than the midst of all this! I mean you’re getting coffee for ‘em, might as well get your line of code in the finished product too, right?” You stood, slipping your jacket on, “That desk is empty, by the way. I don’t really like the idea of you sitting alone out there…” Blush dusted his cheeks again, “You sure they won’t mind?” You scoffed; “Nolan, by the end of the first week they won’t even notice you didn’t sit there before today! Now come on! Go home!” You were right of course, and by day three your team of two were saying good morning to him, and asking how his evening had been. It took Nolan a little while to answer, because he just wasn’t used to it. By the end of the first week it was ’We’re just heading out for coffee, would either of you like anything-!?’ which you liked, because yes, someone should be asking him which coffee he wanted instead of him fetching it. And by the end of week two you were all sitting together at lunch, and when everyone took a five-minute break, Nolan got to participate in office banter and shit talking. “Guys! May I remind you that our office doesn’t have a door-!” “Oh come on, Y/N! You out of all of us are the one most likely to go off on these idiots!” Nolan turned to you, “You do have a tendency to come back from meetings, throw your notebook down and proceed to tell us how much you hate everyone.” “OHHH!!” The other two started howling with laugher, “OH! He’s got ya, Y/N!” “First off I hate all of you! Second, I also hate that you’re all right-!” But you liked this, and you already knew it was doing wonders for him. Sure, from time to time people would swing by and ask if they could take him off you for a second, and he did still do the infamous coffee run; but you let him go at his own discretion. What you were happy to see, was that his old desk started clearing, and Nolan’s files and notes, and everything he’d had on it managed to find its way into your little side room. That’s when coffee started appearing on your desk every morning. Nolan was always in before you, and had clearly expertly memorised your coffee order. At first you thought it was a simple and sweet one off, but it kept happening. Upon telling him he really didn’t have to do it for you, Nolan would smile and say; “Oh! It’s really the least I can do. After all, look at all you’ve already done for me…” Still, you became grateful to see the cups, and as you sat contentedly with them before you started the day you always noticed him beaming out of the corner of your eye; you only liked to pretend you didn’t. About three weeks into Nolan’s stint with you, the project you had him working on was nearing completion, and your intern was fretting about if you’d have him move. “Nolan, you don’t need to panic – you can still sit with us, there’ll still be plenty for you to do here. Besides like I say, once we finish this everyone is going to want to work with you anyway – and seen as you’ve had most of the introductions, there will be things from them to work on – so you can get your holistic business overview!” He’d been through most of the meetings that you’d set up – and as you suspected, some of them weren’t even aware there was an intern to give any work to, leaving the program entirely in your hands. Your boss didn’t seem to mind too much, and it wasn’t interfering with what you were doing otherwise. Eventually you just let Nolan get on with the meetings himself, and given his background all you seemed to gain from it was positive feedback. ‘He’s great!’ ‘I know. But tell him that!’ You thought he was ready for his big break; and breaks didn’t come much bigger than this one; “Hey, Nolan, you’re on first name basis’ with Halliday and Morrow right?” He raised an eyebrow curiously, “Yeah, I guess.” “I got a feeling you know this project pretty damn well by now.” The two in the corner turned to give positive affirmation to this statement. “Uh huh?” He tipped his head, intrigued as to where this might be going – although the looks on their faces told you they already knew; “How’d you like to help me present it to them next week?” ***

If this was the chance that he had been waiting for, then it was huge. Nolan didn’t show it, not on his face, nor in his stance. He was two steps ahead of you on the presentation but he always asked if what he’d done was okay, and everything you told him to add or take out he considered very carefully. “You didn’t have to do this all yourself, you know.” “I just wanted to take pressure off the team. I dunno, if one person works on it, I guess it also looks a little more polished.” You let him have that, and what he created in the end was one of the best presentations you’d ever seen. Using space effectively, but also very minimalist. “Slides don’t matter so long as you explain them, that’s the backing. You’re the draw.” “Someone paid attention in class-!” He beamed at your recognition, “Yeah. I did.” So it was no surprise to you that he presented well. Except Nolan didn’t just present well, he presented to Halliday and Morrow like a professional – and at every moment you got, you allowed yourself to simply be in awe of him. Where was this man when everyone else was being a total jerk? The different between Nolan now commanding the room, and the soft-spoken intern who liked to float his ideas around desperately when given even the smallest margin of opportunity was staggering – they were poles apart and even his smile was confident. If this was a technique Sorrento had perfected, he was damn good at it – but part of you wanted to steal a little of that confidence and inject it into his personality. The presentation ended, and you both took questions; the more technical they became the further you were in your element, and you got to close out by yourself. It would have all been perfect, had someone not thrown in a comment about Nolan finally talking about someone elses ideas. You decided to let it go just this once, because you probably couldn’t have been prouder of him. Nolan had done much the same to you as you had been doing to him when it was your turn to do the talking – and with all your focus elsewhere he couldn’t help but stare at you. He could do it for an elongated period of time when he was standing here; with the type of smile on his face that he assumed you only saw in really sappy old movies. At first he thought it was just nerves, you were kind and sweet and friendly and for the first time since Nolan had started he felt really included in Gregarious. That was before you dragged him into your team, and he knew that from this project alone – and the way you continually alluded to his work even through this presentation – that you were getting him all the exposure he would need. But it wasn’t just a nervous disposition, it wasn’t just because you saw him and what he was capable of, but you made him smile. Really smile. And that smile was on his face from the minute he set about getting ready for work, to late at night as he was falling into bed. Even just looking at you now Nolan consciously realised how much he did think about you – how much more you made him enjoy work. You’d done so much for him and he realised he wasn’t even sure the right way to go about thanking you. Still, Nolan wasn’t so sure he just wanted to thank you. Would you even be interested in being anything more than friends with him? – that just came with the risk of losing you completely. And for a second that hurt, because Nolan couldn’t. He couldn’t risk it. Not even when he felt this strongly; saying anything jeopardised his happiness. Right now, he couldn’t afford that. Even if you said ‘just friends’ - surely things could never be the same… It made his question answering a little distracted, but then, even you seemed a little unfocused until you got into your stride; then his smile came back, and Nolan got to watch you do what you did best. *** You left the room and immediately punched the air “YES! YES! NOLAN! YOU DID IT!!!” You shook his arm, “Oh my god-! You were so good!” You were elated; not only had he been particularly commended on his effort, but several people in the room had already asked if he could help them in their areas. Nolan accepted them all, of course, because he knew as well as you did that once he had all the tools and proved himself, those ideas in his head were one step closer to being a reality. And then maybe Halliday and Morrow would finally put them to use in the OASIS. One step at a time Nolan – he breathed – you made it this far but you have a little while to go. Your dreams have to wait a little longer, but… she gets it, finally someone gets it! Nolan laughed nervously, “Yeah it… it was pretty great-! It felt good, for sure. And you were impeccable, I need to brush up on my technicalities.” “You’ll get there. But you-! Where did that come from? How do you even present like that!? You gotta teach me, I’m not a natural presenter at all.” Nolan wasn’t one for letting you compliment him without continuously fielding them back. You both had to compromise and take credit here-! “WHAT-!? No, no, you present really well… I just… I dunno I guess I kinda find standing up there and throwing a project out to a waiting world kinda… easy.” You couldn’t help but agree with him, thinking on it for a moment, maybe that’s why he was known so much for ideas around here. For the way Nolan would always pitch them; even though his personality would make him out to be a quiet wallflower who did as he was told. Your team were waiting for you when you got back, and seeing you both joking together made them look at one another with knowing smiles. They wondered if you even realised it yourselves yet. You’d been oblivious before, they’d seen it – but Nolan was positively swooning. Yet, you were giving off vibes like you were interested. They’d grabbed a spare packet of confetti from the last time one of the team had a birthday, and as you both entered the room laughing they were staring you down. “I feel like we don’t need to ask, but how did the presentation go-!?” “Well, really… REALLY well!” Nolan flashed a grin, causing them to give each other the same knowing look before laughing themselves and throwing confetti everywhere. “Congratulations-! We knew it!!” For a minute he looked at a loss and you were laughing, quickly explaining the significance of throwing confetti whenever anyone did a good job – although you also had black confetti tucked somewhere for a slightly more ironic version of the celebration. It just made things in the team a little more fun. “OH.” He said, as if he immediately understood and ‘of course how could it be anything else? Teams always do this!’ - but Nolan did smile. “I guess it’s back to it now, right?” “OH NO!” Sorrento also noted your team had their coats on, “You don’t think you’re getting away with just confetti – do ya Nolan-!? It’s celebration time-! We’re going to the BAR!” “Oh?” He wanted to say the bar wasn’t really him, that he was a one drink and go kinda guy, and that really he ought to be saving any money he made and not drinking it… But you were pulling your jacket on too and that made him torn. Again they turned to each other, and they almost wanted to lock the both of you in here until you figured it out yourselves, so they did the next best thing. “Well, you two come when you’re ready.” “Guys, it’s gonna take us like five seconds…” You scanned your emails quickly, but as nothing was urgent opted to sign off. “No, no! Take your time!” “Besides, you know how crowded it gets down at Campari’s, Y/N, we’ll get a table!” “First rounds on me!” You shook your head after them, and turned back to Nolan, tentatively pulling on his coat. “You know, you don’t have to come.” “No- I- It’s for us right, I feel like I should.” “Nolan, it’s alright, really – I’m not the greatest drinker, I’ll have one and head home. Okay, maybe I’ll get a round, it’s my team but… honestly, if bars aren’t your scene.” Nolan shook his head vigorously, blonde hair flying for a moment, meaning he had to scrape it back off his face, slight blush maintained; “No. I want to come. Maybe we can leave together and just have one, right?” “That’s good with me.” You smiled, “But trust me, you do not have to stay.” By the time you got outside they were long gone, and you debated for a moment calling a taxi, before you decided it was better to just walk it and use the exercise. “Man-! I forgot something-!” Nolan turned to you as you suddenly stood stock still on the pavement, “Do you wanna go back?” “No.” You shook your head turning to him, “I forgot to tell you something.” His face immediately turned puzzled, and he straightened before leaning slightly away from you; “What?” You took a deep breath, before beaming, “How proud I am of you. And what you’ve achieved. That I’m just… lucky to have a friend like you… really lucky. We’re pretty like-minded, but different enough for it to work. And I really like being with you Nolan, it makes me happy. I’m probably the happiest I’ve been in a long time and… relaxed and… wow… oh my god…” Your smile faded slowly and your eyes widened, you weren’t looking at his face, or in fact anything at all and you could forget about talking. All you’d succeeded in doing was confusing him; his heart did nothing but sink at the word friend, and for a minute Nolan decided he would have to accept defeat… But suddenly you were talking like him – like the way he felt about you – and it was pouring, until you stopped. Why had you stopped when there was so much more to say? Or Nolan hoped there was – but then did he dare even hope-!? He didn’t hold his breath. You pulled your eyes back to him, and suddenly everything made sense. EVERYTHING made sense, and maybe you were trying to repress it, or you didn’t want to see what you thought you saw. Perhaps you just thought it’d be inappropriate considering, and you didn’t want people thinking you were helping him because of your feelings – but because Nolan Sorrento was worth helping. Now you were standing on a street in the middle of Columbus, Ohio, staring at each other and one thing was clear to you; Nolan projected his feelings. But Nolan wasn’t acting on them. No matter.

You stepped forward, minimal gap though there was between you - because of the way you walked together, shoulders almost always brushing - closing instantly as you pulled him into you. Pushing up on your toes your lips touched his. Nolan froze – he wasn’t even sure of the way he should react. Well – in his head he knew plenty, hold you, pull you closer, kiss you back at the very least!, but his brain would not compute the actions to the rest of his body; he was shocked. Because this was really happening. Nolan could count the number of girlfriends he’d had on one hand, one finger even and it’d never been serious. He also didn’t need both hands to count the number of kisses he’d received – and if he was honest, how many of those were real? How many of them were dares the other party never really wanted to be involved with in the first place? Sorrento didn’t want to dwell on that, and closed his eyes, but if he didn’t do something you would let him go and all too soon. That thought compelled him to wind his arms around you. His kiss back was tentative, as he made sure that was okay to do, but you didn’t pull away from him – encouraged Nolan held you a little tighter. His stomach was full of butterflies and when he thought on it later, all his dreaming didn’t even come close to this feeling – more nervous and more confident than he’d ever been in his entire life. Part of him wanted to go back to his apartment, slam the door and scream in joy (perhaps not, though, that’d only have the neighbours threatening him again) – maybe he could just do that in his head. But right now, Nolan was holding you, and that was all that really mattered. You let each other go gently, both a little breathless, both a little blushy, and both with no idea what to say next. “N… Nolan?” “Yeah?” “I…” “I know…” but his voice pitched, “Me too.” You giggled, finally stealing a look back to his face; “But I meant it.” He nodded, blush rising, “I-I know that too. You said… everything I’ve… wanted to say.” You nodded along, and both of you laughed as conversation became silence once more. Nolan took a deep breath; “Let’s… uh… they, they’re probably waiting for us.” “Yeah. Yeah, good shout!” But as you continued to walk, this time Nolan held his hand out for yours, and felt elated as you took it, entwining your fingers with his. He knew he would have to take this one step at a time – but his confidence was suddenly sky high, and Nolan felt about ready to take on the world. You watched him walk for a moment, how he even seemed to hold himself better – strides giving him the look of a man on a mission. You couldn’t help but smile as you watched Nolan Sorrento literally change in front of your eyes. You’d been in relationships before, and although that wasn’t what this was yet, you knew that you were in for a wild ride no matter where it headed. But one thing was for sure, you were going to give him the adorably sweet picture-perfect romance that he deserved.

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Escape The Night S4X03 Spoilers

Hello,

I’m so sorry this post is late! I meant to have it posted sooner but I didn’t put it in the ‘save to queue’ thing correctly.

but now it’s time for another one of my reaction posts! As always, there are spoilers below!

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Yay! I missed the little flashbacks at the beginning of episodes!

Wait, Why did he kidnap that princess?

The princess has one of the gems, that's used in the final challenge, on her necklace! Is that why?

Ohhh... that's gotta hurt! Why did he kill her! Why not just steal the gem!

Why does Garuda require payment? What were the complications? And what did the Collector mean by "Always are."

That was violent! Poor Alex!

The coin dynamic is really cool.

"I think all of us Youtubers are pretty familiar with the idea of trading your soul for gold, if you know what I mean."

Please let Ro be safe! Please!

Tana warning everyone to be careful is nice!

I love how Gabbie runs off immediately, and the way Gabbie runs while holding up her dress is great!

3:56 it looks so pretty!

4:00 Alex and Destorm start having flashbacks. "Scoop and check. Scoop and check".

I have said this so many times, but I love Ro so much! I'd still love to see a friendship between her and Destorm, and possibly Gabbie as well.

How did Colleen manage to get 28?!

How did Bretman manage to get 32?!

Phew, Ro has 18 coins so unless she gets caught by Garuda, she's safe!

Ro is so sweet! "Maybe he's also embarrassed. Maybe he couldn't grab as many as other people."

I love Bretman! I think he's definitely in my top 5 favourites for this season!

Umm, Ro beat Colleen at arm wrestling in S3 so shouldn't Colleen do the holy water challenge?

Ro has got this! She did it in heels and a corset! Go Ro!

Ohh, Destorm's lying!

"I can tell because I don't trust tall people." You can definitely trust Ro then, Tim!

Kali's blue? Cool!

I love her accent! Although her first words being "Someone is going to die tonight." is not good!

Oh... lovely? A severed arm is definitely the best item to write riddles on!

The pose for the second challenge looks so tricky!

O.O... The Sorceress is flirting with Kali........................I ship it!

Gabbie is stepping up with the blood riddle! Go Gabbie!

"I mean, if the Sorceress rolls like this, I'm definitely willing to wife her up to get out of here." So... Tana is basically saying that she'd be willing to help the Sorceress get a girlfriend, that's hilarious and brilliant!

What is it with Destorm! First, there was the two vampire women making out at the masquerade ball and now he wants to get with the Sorceress and Kali! They would probably kill him for fun!

Oh no! Kali is not on board with The Sorceress’ plan! The ship is sinking!

Gabbie just did the riddle on her own! We love a smart queen!

The way Gabbie says "Oh, sh*t, good for us, huh?" is hilarious.

Oh no, Bretman got caught! He just lost half his coins!

"Open me later" Oh no, I have a bad feeling about that scroll!

Kali cheated! Dang it!

"I'mma take one of those hands off her damn belt and smack her in the face!" I bet that everyone wants to do that too, Gabbie.

Oh no, another scroll! They can't be good!

I knew it! Destorm was lying!

Gabbie: "Oh, my god, is this where somebody's gonna die?" Tana: "No!" They sound so scared! :(

That's harsh, Colleen! They worked hard!

Wait, is 'the circle of the fallen' the same place as the cage in episode 1?

Oh! They have to exchange coins based on the scrolls! Please let Ro stay safe! Please!

18:44 Ro's little gasp sounds so shocked!

"I'm just middle class now." I couldn't help but giggle at that!

Joey: "I'm going to give these coins to someone who hasn't trusted me since the moment that I got here." Gabbie: "Everbody open their bags." I choked!

Aww, he gave them to Colleen! That's sweet! I mean he did kill her but at least he's trying to make it up to her?

Colleen looks so sad before he says her name and then she looks so shocked! Bless her!

Ro's proud lil smile at 20:39 is adorable!

"That was the fakest sh*t I've ever seen." I was not expecting that!

AHHH! It's Ro's turn! Please let her stay safe!

Okay, I'm liking the Alex and Destorm friendship/alliance... but I am missing Destorm and Gabbie's friendship/alliance a bit!

Wow! That was harsh! "Ain't no decision. Give me half of your coins, boy." I feel like that's the Alex and Destorm friendship/alliance gone! Ro's face at 21:33! She's so shocked!

Wait!? He was joking! Destorm just willingly put himself in the challenge!

Awww, Colleen choose to give the coins to Joey!

"He can come back. We can just kill him next time." Uhh... I really hope your joking Colleen!

"Torn to pieces" Yeesh! That's brutal!

WHY DOES GARUDA TAKE TIM?

"Garuda snatches me up, out of the game, and I'm like, 'Why has my blue goddess boo forsaken me?'" Tim/Kali VS The Sorceress/Kali, which ship would win?

Oh no! Tim lost! "And you stole my wallet!" Tim, priorities! You're about to be "torn to pieces" maybe you s- WAIT? Tim was dead! Why does he have a wallet?!

Again, 'FINAL DEATH'!! THEY'RE ALREADY DEAD!!

...Tim's begging broke my heart.

R.I.P Timothy Delaghetto.

First death- shot himself in the head during a game of ‘Russian Battleships’.

Second death- “Torn To Pieces” (was bludgeoned to death) by Garuda.

Okay, Destorm was badass when he killed Garuda!

"I can't believe this is happening again. This was supposed to be a rescue mission, and now, I'm losing my friends, left and right." I’m sorry but Joey... really?

Ooh, is there gonna be drama with Colleen and Destorm now?

COOL! A CHINESE(?) DRAGON!

That’s it for this post! I hope you enjoyed it :)

Sadly, I’m not going to be able to post a reaction post for S4X04 until after the weekend. Sorry :( but I shall have it up as soon as I’m able to.

#escape the night spoilers #escape the night all stars #escape the night 4 #escape the night

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belvera · 5 years

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[Lively 4 1/2 Tatami Room] Yuika Mitsumine Full Card Story

Mitsumine’s recent Halloween support SSR was not only a cute seasonal story, but also represented a step forward for Mitsumine and her relationship with the other members of L’Antica. I think it’s also a story many will find relatable -- Don’t we all get a little nervous when invite people over for the first time? I hope you enjoy!

(Some background: At the time of this card’s release (10/20/19), the fact Yuika is an idol otaku is something she hides from the other idols at 283 Production, including the rest of L’Antica. Also, while not particularly significant to the story, this card’s title reveals the size of Yuika’s apartment. 4 1/2 tatami is equivalent to just under 9 x 9 feet. Her place is tiny!)

Here is a video version of this card story if you’d like to follow along! Timestamps: Commu #1, Commu #2 , and Commu #3

Commu #1: “Not as bad as I thought.”

Location: Yuika’s Apartment

Yuika: ......Let’s see............?

Yuika: This area should be all safe, now......? I hid my idol merch away over there already......

Yuika: What to do with my camera......

Yuika: ......That should be fine to leave out, right......? Photography isn’t a hobby they’d judge me for......?

Yuika: ......Yes, I can do this! It’ll all be okay, Mitsumine, have confidence!

Yuika: ──......

Yuika: ......Fufu, man.

Yuika: How did it end up like this.

(Flashback.)

Yuika: ......So, these are the reference materials Producer wants us to watch to prepare for acting in that horror mini-drama.

Kogane: Ack......!

Kiriko: Wah......!

Kogane: Hmmm~......! I don’ know if I'm strong enough for this......

Kiriko: Kogane-chan......

Yuika: Whew, man...... We're getting spooked just from seeing the covers of the DVDs.

Kogane: It's really required that we watch all these horror movies an' dramas......!?

Yuika: Yup. They’re our reference material, so.

Kogane: Hweh~......!

Kogane: I’ll jus', hafta push through it.....

Kogane: Well, I that's what I’d been thinkin’...... But...... ──!

Kogane: Nobody tol' me it was gonna be stuff this scary~!

Yuika: Nfufu......!

Yuika: (They gave Kogatan this job even though she said she’s no good with scary stuff...... The poor thing......)

Yuika: (......Though, she’s still going through with watching everything. That Kogatan’s really got guts......)

Yuika: ──Crap!

Yuika: (Need to hide this stuff away too.)

Yuika: (......So, what’s left...... I still need to clean, and I guess I should buy some guest cups for Kogatan and Kiririn to use, too......?)

Yuika: Hmmm......

Yuika: (......This would be a good opportunity to get a set for all five of us...... It probably won’t be long before I’m inviting the entire unit over, anyway──)

Yuika: ──Uh-oh.

Yuika: Oh, no no no...... Not so fast, Mitsumine...... Let’s not get ahead of ourselves......

Yuika: ......Whew.

Yuika: This really wasn’t what I intended to happen, y’know.

Kogane: I know we gotta watch ‘em...... ! I know we gotta, but......

Kogane: I couldn’t handle watchin’ stuff like this if I’m at home all alone!

Yuika: Ahahah, I feel you there.

Kiriko: ......

Kiriko: Maybe we could all...... Watch them together......

Kogane: ...! Y’all’d be willin’ to watch ‘em with me!?

Yuika: All of us need to watch them anyway. So it just makes sense to watch them together!

Kiriko: Fufu...... Yes......

Kogane: Yuika......! Kiriko......! Thanks, y’all~......!

(Kiriko and Yuika both nod.)

Yuika: ──So, where should we host our little horror screening? Here at the office?

Kiriko: Um, well...... If we do it here at the office.....

Kiriko: ──Other people here might..... Get scared......

Kogane: Kiriko’s got a point.........

Kogane: Imagine if someone came into the office totally unaware an' saw horror on the TV. If that happened to me I'd probably start screamin’......

Yuika: Yeah.....

Yuika: (...... But, in that case, we don’t have a place......)

Kogane: ......

Kogane: ......Well, I guess, we could do it at my place then, like we usually do......

Yuika: Ah──

Yuika: (With Kogatan being so scared, we probably shouldn't watch them at her place if it can be avoided......)

Kiriko: If we can’t do it at Kogane’s place...... Maybe, I could......──

Yuika: (......Then Kiririn lives with her family...... And we’re probably gonna be really loud......)

Yuika: (............)

Yuika: ......Hey, I know! Why don’t we change it up!

Yuika: How about it, you two── Wouldn’t you like to pay your first-ever visit to my humble abode?

Kiriko & Kogane: !

Yuika: Halloween is almost here, too.

Yuika: I don’t think it’ll be anything fancier than us all snacking on candy together, but we could try and make our get-together a bit more festive──

Yuika: How’s a cozy little viewing party at my place sound?

Yuika: (Instead of “Wouldn’t you like to”, I should have said “Would you like to”.)

Yuika: (I just want to keep up my image, is all──)

Yuika: ──Alright, that looks much better! Now, there's no need to worry about them thinking I’m a freak!

Yuika: Be it Kogatan or Kiririn, my apartment’s all ready for you now!

Yuika: ──I sure hope Halloween gets here soon~.

———– Commu #1 END ———–

Commu #2: “I know I’ll be lonely after they leave.”

Kogane: ......Why are they goin’ that way!? There’s clearly somethin' scary over there...... !

Yuika: No doubt about it~.

Yuika: But unless “something scary” shows up, the plot can’t go anywhere.

Kogane: These people are too eager to go places!

Kogane: They gotta be more careful.....! Value their lives some.....!

(Clatter from the TV.)

Kogane: ......*gasp*!

(Door creak from the TV .)

Kogane: No! Don’ open it! That doors gotta have somethin' scary behind it, I jus’ know somethin’s gonna jump out~!

Kogane & Yuika & Kiriko: ......*gasp*......!

Kogane: ......H-Huh...... I guess not......?

Kiriko: Y-Yes...... It looks like we were mistaken......

Kiriko: Thank goodness......

Yuika: No, it’s behind──

(Screams from the TV.)

Kogane: GYAAAAAAAAAAAA~!?!?

Kiriko: ......Awah!

Kogane: Trickin’ us like that ain’t fair! It jus’ ain’t faaair~~~!

Yuika: A-Ahahah...... ! That was real scary, huh......

Yuika: I thought I'd prepared myself, but it still got me......

Kiriko: Yuika-chan...... You’re amazing......

Kiriko: You could tell it was coming......

Yuika: Well yeah, the flags were obvio--......

Kiriko: ......Huh?

Yuika: Oh, nothing!

Yuika: Anyway, it still really surprised me. Even though I saw it coming!

Kiriko: Fufu...... Yes......

Kogane: ──Augh! There they go again, headin’ right into another dangerous-lookin’ room...... !

Kiriko: Ah......

Yuika: Ahhh......

Yuika: ......Horror sure is a lot, huh......

(Transition.)

Kogane: ......Phew~......! Horror really wears ya out, don’ it...... !

Yuika: It sure does...... I guess that’s one way watching these movies is helping us prepare for the drama shoot.

Kiriko: In the drama...... We’ll just have to do our best......

Yuika: Uh-huh.

Yuika: We’ve gotta make like in those movies and run right into all the dangerous-looking rooms -- Or maybe try carrying around an obviously haunted doll!

Kogane: Yuika~! Don’ go sayin’ stuff like that!

Yuika: Ahahah, sooorry.

Kogane: When yer dealin’ with ghosts the best thing to do is try an’ fool ‘em...... ! Or even better, hit ‘em with the ol’ “Trick-or-Treat”!

Kiriko: Yes......!

Yuika: Uh? But why?

Kogane: I hear sayin’ "Trick or Treat” is also a way of wardin’ off evil durin’ Halloween. So I bet it works jus’ as well for wardin’ off ghosts!

Kiriko: It’s the first time...... You’ve ever invited us over......

Kiriko: So we thought it’d be nice...... If we brought you something......

Kogane: Me an’ Kiriko thought of it together!

Kogane: An' if one of them ghosts from the movies tries to pay us a visit, we’ll make ‘em go away with a “Trick or Treat”!

Kogane: Anyhow! Trick or Treat, Yuika~!

Kiriko: Trick or Treat...... Yuika-chan......

Kogane: Here’s the candy we brought, so now it’s yer turn, Yuika~!

Kiriko: Fufu...... Yes......

Kiriko: We tell Mr. Ghost...... See you another time......

Yuika: Oh, you two......

Yuika: ......Heh, thanks a lot.

Yuika: ──I guess it’s time to get out the candy I'd secretly prepared for my treasured guests, then!

Kogane: Nfufu~! That’s our Yuika~!

Kiriko: Fufufu...... Secret...... Candy...... ♪

Yuika: Fufuuun! Happy Halloween... Kogatan, Kiririn!

———– Commu #2 END ———–

Commu #3: “This is a conversation we’ve never had before, isn't it.”

Mamimi: That reminds me... How did the drama shoot this morning go?

Kogane & Yuika & Kiriko: !

Sakuya: Oh, yes. I’m quite curious to know the details as well.

Sakuya: Please, do tell.

Yuika: ......I’ll tell you what happened, but......

Yuika: Can you both promise that no matter what I say...... You won’t freak out...... ?

Mamimi & Sakuya: ......!

Kogane: Oh c’mon, Yuika~! Don' start talkin’ all weird!

Yuika: Ahahah, I figured you wouldn’t like that.

Sakuya: Yuika......?

Yuika: I’m sorry, Sakuyan! Anyway, it went well! No issues at all!

Yuika: In the studio hallway there were people dressed up as ghosts who'd pop out and try to scare us. Kogatan screamed the whole time. That kinda thing.

Yuika: After the shoot they brought us snacks shaped like ghosts for refreshments, and Kogatan even got freaked by those......

Kogane: Why're ya only talkin’ about what I did!?

Yuika: Well, your reactions were what left the biggest impression......

Kiriko: Fufu...... Yes......

Kiriko: The drama...... Was a scary story......

Kiriko: But the whole time...... I was having so much fun.....

Mamimi: Well isn't that a shame.

Mamimi: Considering I’ve heard that studio is haunted.

Kogane: Hweh~!?

Mamimi: There’s been a lot of ghost sightings there, don’t you know?

Kogane: H-Hweh~~~......?

Kiriko: ......!

Mamimi: Maybe what you saw in the shoot were--

Kiriko: Mamimi-chan......!

Yuika: That’s enough, Mamimin. Kogatan is probably gonna pass out if you keep going. Knock it off.

Mamimi: Boo.

Yuika: Look, you’re making Kiririn worry too.

Yuika: While I do apologize that our experience didn’t meet your expectations!

Yuika: The three of us have never encountered any actual ghosts, and we didn’t see any during today’s shoot either!

Yuika: Right, Kogatan! Kiririn!

Kogane: T-that’s right!

Kiriko: Yes......!

Mamimi: Well, that’s just too bad.

Sakuya: Fufu. How about this then, Mamimi.

Sakuya: While it won’t be the same as real ghosts, there’s still something spooky we could do.

Mamimi: ......You’re saying we should watch the drama they were in, right?

Sakuya: Ah, it’s as if you read my mind, Mamimi.

Sakuya: What do you think? We can look forward to seeing what they shot today when it airs.

Mamimi: ......Sounds pretty good.

Mamimi: And if I record it, I can have everyone’s terrified faces preserved on my TV forever.

Yuika: Oh hush, just how weak do you think we were?

Mamimi: Fufu, I guess we’re gonna find out.

Sakuya: Although it will hurt my heart deeply to watch the three of you in peril......

Sakuya: I am really looking forward to seeing the fruits of your hard work.

Kogane: Me too!

Kogane: Though, watchin’ it on my own...... Might be a bit too scary~......

Kiriko: Then......

Kiriko: When it airs...... Let’s watch it together......

Yuika: Ah!

Yuika: Oh hey, in that case! How about this!

Yuika: If it’s cool with everyone, why don’t we watch it at my place──

(Everyone nods.)

———– Commu #3 END ———–

Thanks for reading! While Mitsumine is still hiding her hobbies from L’Antica, It makes me so happy to see her slowly opening herself up to them more and more. I hope that in the near future Mitsumine will be able to invite over her friends without hiding away all the things she’s passionate about. (Just gotta wait for that Mitsumine-focus scenario event...)

If anyone would be interested in using this script (with credit of course) to make a subbed version of this card, please contact me here or on Twitter!

#The iDOLM@STER Shiny Colors #shinymas #yuika mitsumine #mamimi tanaka #kogane tsukioka #kiriko yukoku #sakuya shirase #l'antica #translation

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ak47stylegirl · 5 years

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The fifth and final of many Important deliveries.

okay, it alan turn now and...well this story had a mind of its own, it went somewhere unexpected...anyways spoilers. here are the others, Scott, John, Virgil, Gordon. edit: forgot to link the other fics, sorry I’ll fix that very soon, just that the links ain’t working..

I hope you enjoy.

"Um...Jeff?" Lucile said, standing behind his desk, where he was working on some paperwork. "can I talk to you?"

"sure?" he said, looking turning around, Lucy looked nervous, rubbing her arm. "is everything okay Lucy?" he said standing up.

"well...you know how I been feeling a little off lately and how I went to the doctors yesterday?" Lucile said.

"yes, everything okay right?" he asked, his worry starting to build. "there isn't anything wrong is there?"

"no...no nothing wrong...exactly..."Lucile said,

"Lucile, you're not making sense..." he said, raising an eyebrow "what are you trying to say?"

"well...l let just say I may need to get out Gordon's baby clothes in nice mouths time," Lucile said dryly.

his eyes widen as the realisation of what Lucile had just said, sunk in.

"what?!" he said, suddenly leaning back on the desk for support. "are...are you saying..."

"yep," Lucile said, eyes glistening. "I'm pregnant..."

he jumped forward, swing his wife off the ground in a tight hug. "That's great lucy!" he said grinning as his wife laughed in his arms. "how far?..."

"about seven weeks," Lucile said. "I can't believe it...we going to have another baby."

They honestly thought Gordon was going to be their last...well they were wrong, weren't they? He thought smiling to himself.

"I can't either, oh lucy this is great," he said, thrilled.

A week later.

He was sitting on the pouch, reading a book on space that dad had got him for his eighth birthday, while Scott was playing a game of ball with Virgil, who could surprisingly for a six-year-old keep up with his much bigger ten-year-old brother.

Thought he much rather read a good book than play a game of ball, he's one of the best readers in his grade for a reason...plus whenever he does play ball he always gets hit in the head by the ball...it really wasn't fair.

"boys, can you come inside, please? Me and your mother want to talk to you" dad called.

He raised an eyebrow as he put his book down, standing up to follow dad inside.

What's going on?

He shared a look with Scott, who seemed equally confused about what was going on as he was.

"Daddy, what's going on?" Virgil asked, looking up at their father with wide eyes.

dad smiled, the kind of smile that a lot of parents do when they know something you don't. "you'll find out soon, Virgil."

They walked into the lounge where mum was sitting, waiting with Gordon in tow. once they were all seated dad started talking.

"me and your mother have some wonderful news to share with you boys," dad said, smiling.

Where have I heard this before? I'm sure I have heard this before-wait! He thought his eyes widening.

"you're going to have a new sibling," mum said, grinning.

Did mum just say what I think she said? He thought looking at his brothers, John and Virgil looked shocked, and Gordon just looked confused...which was understandable, Gordon hasn't been through this before.

"new sibling?" Gordon asked.

"yes, sweety" mum said to Gordon, "you going to be a big brother."

gordon nose scrunched up "can't we get a puppy instead?" Gordon asked.

Dad and mum chuckled.

"no, sweety it doesn't work that way," mum said, snuggling Gordon in a hug. "I'm sure you'll love your baby sister or brother."

Baby sister or brother.... he thought as it finally sank in, oh this is actually happening! I'm going to another little brother or sister... I'm going to have a baby brother or sister! He thought as a big grin broke out on his face.

months later.

"I think Alan would be a good name if it's a boy" he heard dad say as he was walking past mum's and dad's room.

They're talking about the baby? He thought his curiosity peeked.

he peeked around the corner; they didn't notice him watching them.

"Hmm, Alan? Yeah, that's nice..." mum said, brushing her hair. She had lovely blond hair, a lot lighter then Gordon's who's hair was more of a strawberry blond.

"but why do I get the impression that you're trying to name all our children after the Mercury 7?" mum said, smiling at dad.

he bit his lip, ducking out of sight, his hand muffling his giggles.

"what? I don't know what you're talking about..." dad said with laughter in his voice.

he poked his head back out to see what was going on when he got his giggles under control.

he loved seeing how mum and dad acted around each other, their love so strong, they were a perfect team.

"well, sticking to your theme" mum did air quotes when she said 'theme', grinning.

dad rolled his eyes good-naturedly, smiling at mum.

he had to bite his lip again, mum and dad could be so funny at times.

"I think Allie would be a good name if it's a girl." mum said, "I always liked that name.... what do you think Scotty?"

he squealed, jumping in surprise at being caught.

"Lucy, I don't know.." Jeff said, "you're pregnant, is it really the right time to go away for a holiday?"

"Jeff, if we don't do it now, we may never do it," she said, "come on, the kids would love it, and I'm not due for another three months, it'd be fun..."

jeff sighed "okay, I guess it would do us some good to get away for a holiday, spend some time as a family."

"yeah and the boys would love playing in all that snow, they'd have the time of their lives," she said grinning, planning the trip already.

jeff nodded "I have always wanted to teach them how to ski; I could hire out cabin."

"see, it's a perfect idea," she said, kissing jeff's cheek.

He was sitting on one of the window seats of their van (they need a car that big with how many people they need to fit in) Virgil was seated next to him, head laying on his shoulder, half asleep.

Gordon was fast asleep, hugging his teddy bear, that use to be his own but he had handed it down to john, who handed it down to Virgil, who then handed it down to Gordon.

John was sitting behind him, most likely on his computer or reading....or sleeping; it has been a long plane ride, plus drive to get to the cabin, he thought yawning.

They turned a corner, and the mountains come in to view.

"wow," he said in awe, looking outside the window of the van.

they were beautiful, he thought, the snow stacked on the tops sparkling like diamonds in the sun.

"it's nice, isn't it Scotty?" mum said, looking back at them from the front seat.

"Yeah," he said, nodding.

"what?" Virgil asked, half asleep rubbing his eyes. "what are you looking at Scotty?"

"just the mountains, Virgie," he said, letting Virgil see out the window.

"wow..." Virgil said before yawning.

"why don't you two get some sleep?" dad said from the driver's seat. "you too John, it's still a while to go until we get there."

"will grandma and grandpa be there when we get there?" he asked, sleepily.

"no, they coming up tomorrow," mum said, smiling.

he and mum were trapped in a small freezing room, snow trapping them in.

he couldn't believe what just happen, everything was fine then the ground started shaking and then snow was coming right at them.

if mum didn't pull him in this small room then he would have been swept away by the snow, he thought staring wide-eyed at the door.

he turned to face his mother and froze.

"MUM!" he yelled in horror.

mum was bleeding! there was something sticking out her side! blood was everywhere!

"Shh, shh..everything going to-AHHH!" mum tried to calm him but cried in pain, gripping her belly.

"mum!" he cried, kneeling next to her.

mum was deadly pale, sweating even though it was freezing in here.

"Scotty...sweety i-"mum cried in pain again, holding her belly. "i..need you to be brave...okay?"

"Okay mummy," he said nodding, tears running down his cheeks.

"your..little sibling.." mum cried in pain again.

his eyes widen as he realises what mum was saying, his baby brother or sister was coming.

"not now!" he cried, shaking his head.

"we don't get a choice.... in the matter sweety..." mum said, wheezing in pain. "neither does your sibling...now i... I need you to be brave"

he nodded, tears freezing on his face.

he was feeling so many emotions right now, it was overwhelming.

he was feeling so scared, being trapped in this freezing room with his mother who was bleeding out, plus sick to his stomach because...well he just helped his mother give birth to his baby brother, something he thought he would never have to do...in his life.

but he was also feeling an overwhelming feeling of love and awe.....he was holding his baby brother in his arms! he was so tinny, he thought looking at the wiggling baby in his arms.

"mum look-" he said, smiling despite everything but he froze as he realised something was wrong.

mum wasn't moving...at all.

"mum?" he asked again, his voice shaking with fear, moving so he could see her better while keeping his baby brother close to his chest for warmth.

her eyes were closed, it almost looked like she was asleep...but she wasn't breathing!

"MUM!" he yelled, shaking her with one arm, the other trying to hold his baby brother, who had started screaming. "mummy! wake up!" he sobbed, "wake up..."

he sat there sobbing for ages, it was only when his baby brother stopped crying that he realised that if he didn't get his brother warm, he was going to lose him too and he could not bear to lose another person, even one he just met...but he already loved his baby brother to the moon and back.

he pulled mum's thermal jumper off of her, telling himself that she didn't need it now, that she would want him to save his baby brother.

he wrapped it around his brother, holding him close to his chest.

his baby brother was whimpering.

"Shhh, shh it..it's okay baby brother...i..i got you," he said, trying to talk without sobbing.

his baby brother didn't even have a name that he could call him...except......

"i...I got you...Allie" he said, choking on the last word.

"we'll... get out of here and i... I promise that you'll be so..so loved..." he said, tears running down his cheeks. "and..and protected, oh Allie... I promise I'll keep you safe.."

I'll keep all of them safe, he thought looking at his mother's body. I promise you, mum, I'll keep my brothers safe.

#alan tracy #Scott Tracy #Virgil Tracy #John Tracy #jeff tracy #lucy tracy #thunderbirds #thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds fanfiction

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aureumjeon · 6 years

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Strip (M) Pt. 2 || JJK

●Pairing: Jungkook x Reader ●Genre: College!Au, Smut, Fluff, Angst ●Warnings: Making out in a supply closet at school during school hours? Strip clubs/Stripper, Special services iykwim ●Word count: 6.3K

A/N: Hmmm some taehyung action grrr. Jimin will have his time, just you guys wait. btw jungkook is 3 yrs older than mc and taehyung ok Sorry it took so fcking long. Enjoy

[Part 1] || [Part 3]

Finally, at home, you flopped yourself on the sofa and tossed your bag on the floor. You grabbed your phone from your back pocket and immediately texted Jin.

(You 5:49 PM)

-JINNNNN!

(Jin 5:50 PM)

-Yes, hun?

You screamed when he replied.

(You 5:50 PM)

-You won't fucking believe what happened today!

(Jin 5:51 PM)

-Spill.

(You 5:52 PM)

-Remember the VIPs you told me about???

(Jin 5:52 PM)

-Yes, omg I swear. Just tell me already! wHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?

(You 5:53 PM)

-One of them. Uhmm. Jeon Jungkook..

(Jin 5:54 PM)

-The one with the thicc thighs? *wink wink did you guys fuck?

(You 5:54 PM)

-Yes. That one. And NO WTH. Last night, when I was performing. I kinda saw him eyeing me.

(Jin 5:54 PM)

-Girl everybody’s always staring at you when you perform. Haha

(You 5:55 PM)

-Omg stop. Hahaha okay back to the story. I bumped into him when I was heading home. I fucking got scared and ran for my life. Lol. And Guess what!?

(Jin 5:55 PM)

-WHAT stop it with the cliffhangers I’m about to choke you

(You 5:56 PM)

-HE IS A NEW TEACHER AT MY UNIVERSITY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Jin 5:56 PM)

-Giiiiiiiiiiirl. You whipped. Tell me about it more the next time you come in. Saturday night? You available?

(You 5:57 PM)

-Yes, I have no plans Saturday night. See you then! Xoxo

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" you screamed at the top of your lungs, unable to express yourself. It felt like hundreds and thousands of tiny little butterflies swimming in the pit of your belly. Feverishly tickling your insides. You can't help but smile at the fact that things were actually doing great and not going downhill the way you expected it to be. You drew out a sigh of relief.

Fast forward the next day, you woke up earlier than normal to make yourself extra pretty for your teacher. Hair tied into a loose but cutesy top bun with side bangs resting just above your lashes. Makeup light and simple yet powerful enough to turn heads. Your outfit was a light blue tank top that perfectly hugged your curves in all the right places partnered with a white chiffon cardigan to make things a little more wholesome and plain black skinny jeans that accentuated your perfect ass.

And for the pièce de résistance, you took out from your dresser the expensive perfume gifted by Jin last Christmas. You swore to yourself that you would never use it on normal days because there's no way in hell that you could purchase another of these high-end scents, but this time is different. You took one last look in the mirror and thought to yourself that this is probably the first time you tried to look good for a guy.

Sure you've had a few boyfriends here and there but none of them were serious. The farthest you've ever gone with a guy was during sophomore year, you made out in the music room, he tried to get into your pants that time but you were scared that someone might walk in on the two of you, and the rest was history. You never had any relationship after that which kinda explains why you're still a virgin at 22. It felt kinda ironic when you think about it, a virgin working as a stripper, funny. You shrugged off all the unnecessary thoughts and headed off to school.

As you made your way through the door, your phone started ringing inside your bag. You took it and looked at the screen only to see an unknown number calling you. You had second thoughts about answering the call, what if it was a stalker? Or scammer? But you answered it anyway, what impeccable logic you had. " Hello? May I know who's this?" You asked in a soft tone.

"Jungkook."

Your eyes beamed with delight the moment you heard his voice "How did you-" He cut off your question and answered, "I asked the owner of the club for your number, I hope you don't mind." A grin made its way onto your lips "No, I don't mind. " You replied timidly. "Where are you now?" He questioned. "Ah. I was about to step out of the house. Why?" You asked.

"If its okay, I could give you a ride. What do you say?" You thought about what you were going to reply. " Are you near X convenience store?" He added another question to his previous one. " Yeah! It's just right around the corner. I could go there now." You happily answered. "Great. See you." He hung up the phone. You locked the door behind and dashed to the location given.

Once there, you spotted a black BMW parked beside the shop. Not sure if that was his car, you took small steps and inched closer to the stationed vehicle. The window suddenly went down and you saw Jungkook. He stepped out and waved. Your eyes sparkled at the sight of him and made your way over to the passenger side where he currently stood. He opened the door and lead you by the hand to take a seat. He closed the door and marched to other side and got in. "Seatbelt." He said while buckling his.

"Oh, right. Sorry." You replied with a hint of shyness on your face. Jungkook started the engine and began to drive. You couldn't help but stare at his face. His side profile was just as mesmerizing as his front. The line of his forehead to the slight curve of his bridge sloping down to the tip of his nose making it way back to his cupid's bow. You felt your mouth water as your eyes met his lips, pink and plush. Don't forget about his well-sculpted chin drawing a sharp line up to his jaw. Ah, what masterpiece of a person he is.

Too immersed in your thoughts, you finally found your way back to earth and realized that silence had filled the confinements of his car making it hard for you to breathe. You had to think about something to break the ice and you had to think fast "Do you live around here, Mr. Jeon?" You awkwardly asked voice cracking " Call me Jungkook. Mr. Jeon is my Dad." He chortled. "And yeah, I live around here. My apartment's a block away from the club." he stated "That's why I was there last time. A senior of mine invited me. He said that the dancers there were amazing" he looked at you with a sinister smile "And he was right."

You felt all the blood in your body rush to your face making you red all the way to your ears. A faint "Really?" Was all that you could reply looking at the window, hoping that he doesn't see your tomato face. He stopped the car at a cafe just outside the University. "Is here alright?" he said "I don't want to get you in trouble or have rumors spread about you. " You grinned at his words, he was so sweet and caring. "Yes," you said as you unbuckled your seat belt and hopped out of the car. "Thank you Mr. J-- Thank you, Jungkook." He smiled after hearing his name escape your lips. "You're welcome, Y/N. And by the way, you look very beautiful. See you in class." And drove away.

You breathe the sweet air in and then out "Ahhh~ If this ain’t a great feeling, I don't know what is." You murmured to yourself. Since you were early, you decided to check out what this little cafe has to offer. The bell rang as you pushed the door open "Hello, welcome!" The nice lady at the counted gleefully greeted you. "Hi, can I get one large Iced coffee?" You paused while scanning the menu "And a giant chocolate chip cookie." You added. "Is that all miss?" The lady asked not losing the happy tone in her voice. "You know what, today's a great day. Make that 2." You smiled while handing her the bill to pay for your order.

Lunchtime and you still haven't seen Jisoo, maybe she took the day off school. You wondered why maybe something came up. You made a mental note to call her later and see what's up. After you finished eating one of the cookies you bought you heard someone calling out to you "Y/N. What's up?" You shifted your attention to the left and spotted a very nervous Jimin. He sat beside you and interjected, "You look great, Y/N." You slapped his arm and replied "Stop it, Jimin! You're making me blush." While in truth he was the one blushing like crazy. "I mean it. You look extra good today." He smiled.

While you were busy chit-chatting with Jimin about academics and school-related topics, you heard your name being called out again "Ms. Y/N." You looked over the direction from where the voice was coming from and it was Jungkook.

Your heart rate increased tenfold. "Mr. Park, Can I borrow Ms. Y/N for a while?" Jungkook asked the boy. "Yes, Mr. Jeon. Of course." Jimin replied. as he stood up from where he was seated "See you later, Y/N" he concluded and walked away. "Y/N," Jungkook said your name again, sending jolts of lightning throughout your entire body.

"Yes, Mr. Jeon?" You asked trying your best not to look like a complete mess. "I need help with the handouts for finals, Is it okay if you come with me to the printing room?" He inquired. You can hear your heart beating so loud inside your chest while walking beside Jungkook and hoped that he didn’t.

He opened the door to the tiny room where the printers, xerox machine, photocopiers, and other office supplies were neatly stored. "Y/N can you please set up photocopier while I prepare the set of handouts?" He asked politely to which you obliged. Once the both of you were inside, he carefully shut the door behind him, discreetly clicking the lock without you noticing.

"It's good to go, Mr. Jeon" you chimed while rummaging your bag searching for the cookie you were supposed to give to Jisoo "By the way, Do you like sweets? I have an extra cook--" You were taken aback when you saw him towering in front of you. He snatched the cookie from your hands and said: "Does it taste as good as your lips?". You felt him push the erection hidden in his tight black slacks harder on your stomach.

You were amazed at how incredibly solid it was right now. Jungkook ripped the packaging of the cookie and broke off a piece. What he did next sent shock waves to your core making it instantaneously drenched with your juices. Jungkook took the piece, hovered it just above your chest and crumbled it with his fingers.

Your pupils dilated at the series of events happening before you. Some of the flakes managed to stick to the skin of your chest while others made its way to your cleavage. Still overwhelmed, you somehow managed to speak "Mr. Je-- Jungkook. What are you.." You weren't even able to finish your sentence as he yanked your cardigan down in one swift motion exposing your shoulders.

The cold air that suddenly brushed against your exposed skin caused goosebumps. His hand made its way to the small of your back pulling you closer to him. He let out a heavy puff of air and said "You drive me insane. Who allowed you to act so cute in front of another guy?" As he kissed your jugular passionately trailing down to your shoulders. You felt the hairs on the back of your neck stand up the moment his lips met with your sensitive supple skin.

"I want you all to myself, baby." He growled before diving into your chest, cupping both breasts with his hands. "Oh-- fuck" you moaned. The way he has his face buried in your breast, It felt like a dream. These kinds of scenario only happen in your head when you're horny as hell except this is REAL. Whatever the hell was happening right now, it wasn't just pure imagination. Like putty, you melted in his grasp, knees feeling weak to the point that they wanted to cave in.

In that heated moment, pure bliss was all that you could feel. Your muscles were tense but relaxed at the same time under Jungkook's ministration. His teeth nibbled at the little remnants of the sweet treat that clung onto the surface of your skin. Occasionally switching from fervent kisses to sloppy licks. Lewd sounds and your feeble moans echoed within the walls of the small room, you pray to God that no one hears. Jungkook brushed his hands along the sides of your upper arm up to your shoulders, slid his thumbs under the thin strap of your top pulling it downwards until your bra was exposed.

He chuckled "I like the ones you wore at the club much better." You were practically frozen like a statue, your face bright crimson and breathing rapidly. "May I?" Jungkook questioned while his fingers fiddled with your bra's closure.

With the flick of his thumb and index finger, your bra came undone. He stared at your chest wide-eyed, slowly taking in the sight of you bare. "Wow" was all that he could make up as he was utterly mesmerized. Jungkook could no longer hold his urges back and helped himself. One hand on your right boob kneading it gently, thumb slightly touching your hard nipple while the other made its way to the curve of your ass.

Jungkook took one last look at your flustered face before taking in one nipple in his mouth. The way he stared at you was unlike anything you've ever seen. His eyes were dark, filled with need and lust. You felt like butter that was slowing melting under a heated pan under his gaze. God, he was so beautiful. You knew that what you were doing was wrong but damn, it felt so right. By the time his mouth was on your chest, you could feel his tongue trace circles around your sensitive nub. Every movement sent you higher in the clouds and all your senses went haywire. Your hand flew up to the top of his head, grabbing a fistful of his dark locks.

You can no longer conjure up words, moans and labored breathing was the only thing that managed escaped your lips. The feeling of him against your skin was heavenly. No words were enough to describe all the sensation rushing in your bloodstream. The surge of adrenaline coursing through your entire body made you feel delirious, sucking you into a whirlpool of emotions that had you on your tip-toes, arms reacting outward, desperately trying to pull yourself up.

(Un)fortunately, you were in too deep, there was nothing you could do about it so you just went with the flow, riding the waves of euphoria. You shut your eyes tightly and saw white stars everywhere as you felt the warm breath from his nose glide across your fragile skin as he takes your breast by the mouthful.

His hand that rested on your backside carefully slithered its way to your front, the gesture that he made caused you to slightly jolt and push him away. "J--Jungkook" you pant out "I--" your breath was heavy, chest heaving up and down trying to catch your own breath. "What's wrong, love?" He asked as he ran his thumb across the apple of your cheek, his tone seemed sincerely concerned.

"I don't know If this is okay.." You replied hesitantly. "This is...." Your voice was laced with embarrassment and your face clearly portrayed the emotion your feeling as you turned pink from one ear to another. "..my first time."

Jungkook had a bewildered expression on his face for a few seconds before composing himself again "Ahh.." There was a pause "Y/N" He pulled your bra up by the strap one at a time, hooked the closure back together and your tank top followed. You were confused for a minute, thoughts drawing a blank. What the hell, did you say something wrong?

Jungkook picked up your cardigan from the ground and dusted off the dirt that may have stuck to it while it was on the floor. "You should've told me." He chuckled while he handed the piece of clothing to you. Your brain was still fuzzy and only a "Huh?" was all you could reply. Jungkook smiled at the sight of you complete dazed, he absolutely thought you were adorable. He gently held on the back of your neck, pulling you closer to him. He placed a light peck on the middle of your forehead.

He looked at you with sparkling eyes and said "You should've told me. If I had known that this would your first time, I would've made it more special." He laughed. His eyes were now crescent, crinkled at the corners. Nose looking all cute scrunched up and his signature bunny teeth that get your insides all riled up was showing.

“Doing it for the first in a small stuffy room at your school wouldn’t be an experience to remember.” He added. It felt like light years for your head to process the things he said. You were in complete disbelief, the image of Jungkook when you first saw him was completely opposite to what you were seeing right now. His masculine exterior, striking presence and unbelievably sexual aura was only one half of the man he truly was. He was sweet, caring and thoughtful clearly shown through his words and action. Absolutely downright charming every time he smiles, his personality was bright and blinding. It would always shine like the golden sun and all you would like to do was bask in his warmth.

Cheeks tinted red and eyes looking elsewhere to avoid making eye contact, you were the epitome of the word awkward. To be honest, Jungkook could spend all day looking at you disoriented but no matter how cute you were, he knew that calming you down and bringing you back to your senses was the right thing to do. He pulled you into a hug, his arms around your waist, chin resting on your head and whispered "It's Alright. No need to be embarrassed." The scent of his cologne filled your space and got you in a trance-like state, in no time you felt your entire body loosen up, the slight ringing in your ears dissipated and your breathing was a lot smoother.

“I think lunch break is over.” He chuckled, looking at the clock hanging on the wall. “You need to get to your next class.”

You bit your lip and gave a slight nod before unlocking the door and exiting the stuffy room. The moment you walked out, you felt the rush of air pass through your nostrils as you deeply inhaled.

“Y/N!” An out of breath Jisoo hollered out your name, arms flailing in the air.

“Jisoo! What are you doing here? I thought you took the day off since I haven’t seen around all day.” You combed out the tangles in her hair, it was probably from her running around and looking for you. “Yeah, sorry about that. I forgot to tell you that my mother and I picked up my cousin from the airport.” She chimed.

“Ah, cousin?” You asked.

“Yeah, he studied here at our university for one whole semester.” She replied completely out of breath “After that, he changed school because his dad’s work required them to move around a lot from city to city. Well, now he’s back to finish his final year with us, though not in the same course.” She giggled, holding your hand in hers. “I can’t wait to introduce him to you! I kinda think it’s funny that you haven’t met each other around campus when he was here before.”

“Jisoo, the school is huge.” You casually joked “I doubt that I even talk to at least 5% of the whole school population. And you didn’t even mention that you had a relative studying here.” You crossed your arms while her hand was still intertwined with yours.

“Yah, I’ll introduce you to him later! He’s pretty cool you know. He’s really good looking and smart, too.” She wiggled her brow teasingly. “Maybe you’ll like him and he’ll like you back.”

You pinched her cheek and stressed, “If he’s as good looking as you make him out, he’d never fall for a girl like me.”

“Why?” She then gave you a foxy stare “I know someone who’d kill 10 men just to be your boyfriend.”

“Really, who would that be?” You playfully wrapped your arm around her neck and placed her in a choke hold, coaxing her to spill.

“I-I can't tell you.” She wailed through her laughter “I promised him that I won't tell you and that he’ll be the one confessing.”

You let her go as a sign of defeat. “Fine, fine. Whatever.” You looked at her and grinned “You owe me a cup of coffee for making me worry about you, I seriously thought something important came up to make you skip class.”

“Okay!” She pulled on your hand and finally headed to class.

The rest of the day was so-so. Lectures, presentations, lab activities and what not. Just a few more months, after finals you were already graduating and a free woman. You can’t believe that you actually managed to send you self to school and actually make it out alive. But you had to admit, being a working student wasn’t all that fun and games and even if your part-time job was not something to brag about, you still felt pride well up in your chest as you were one step closer to reaching your goals.

For now, the only thing that you’ve been looking forward to this afternoon was the coffee Jisoo was gonna treat you. You walked into the shop you bought the cookies from earlier, the image of what had happened in the supply room flashed inside your head the moment she handed you the same pastry you gave to Jungkook.

“Hello? Y/N?”

Your friend’s words cut you out of your thoughts. “Yeah?” You confusedly reply.

“Want a cookie?” She hummed sweetly.

“Ah..” You hesitated for a bit before finally taking the sweet treat from her hands. “Thanks..”

“Taehyung said he’d meet us here after his class.” Her gaze turned to her watch wrapped around her tiny wrist. “He said that his class ends at 5 o'clock. It’s 5:30. He’s late.” She scoffed, slightly irritated at her cousin’s act of tardiness.

“Wait.” The wheel started to turn inside your brain when she mentioned her cousin’s name. ‘Taehyung, taehyung...Where have I heard that name before?’

“Jisoo.” A low voice called out from behind you. You slowly turned your head to the direction of where the voice was coming from.

“T-taehyung?!” You exclaimed, recognizing the gorgeous boy standing in front of you. “K-Kim Taehyung?”

“Y/N?” He was in complete disbelief as you “Y/f/n y/l/n? Is that really you?”

“Wait, hold up.” Jisoo stood up from where she was seated and interrupted this weird ass mini-reunion. “You know each other??” She questioned with an inquisitive look written all over the face.

“ Uhh..” You rubbed the back of your neck, thinking of ways to explain the situation to your equally shocked friend. “You see, Jisoo...”

“We dated,” Taehyung announced, without a hint of embarrassment in his tone.

"Jisoo, wait let me explain!" Your hands were shaking, your eyes flickered back and forth from Jisoo to her not-so-stranger of a cousin. Taehyung took the seat next to you which only made your heart pump blood faster. He still looked good, or even better than you last saw him.

"It was only for a few months, Jisoo. 4 months? To be honest I can't remember. I didn't mention it to you because it wasn't something too serious, a fling probably and I didn't know he was your cousin! If I had known that he was I would have never even considered dating him in the first place." You rapped the words out of your mouth, now your lungs were trying so hard to catch your breath.

"Ouch." Taehyung chuckled, he placed his hand over his heart. "I really liked you, Y/N."

"Oh. My. God." Jisoo shrieked like a little child. "I can't believe you two dated!" Her facial expression changed in an instant, looking over to her cousin sitting beside you. "Why did you guys break up?"

"Ah..." Your voice once again faltered at her questions, you didn't have the guts to tell her that your relationship with her cousin went awry because you didn't want to go all the way with you know what.

"We moved, remembered?" Taehyung's tone shifted from a calm and collected one to a slightly irritated and annoyed one. "Stop making everything into a big deal, Jisoo. So what if we dated? We're not children anymore, we can date whoever we want to date. And for your information, it sure is none of your business so stop sticking your nose up my or Y/N’s ass. " He scolded her harshly.

Your eyes grew wider at his sudden outburst, one minute he was chill and the next he's like a volcano with his words like lava spewing out of his mouth. "Hey!" You balled your hands into a fist and aimed at his shoulder. "Don't talk to my friend that way, you little shit."

"Y/N.." The flustered girl tugged at your hands, tightly gripping at it. "It's okay, Y/N. It was my fault."

The expression on your face grew softer as you saw your friend grew guilty over being too nosy. "I didn't mean to pry or anything. I was just really surprised that you dated my cousin without me knowing." She laughed "Who would have thought, huh?"

She then turned her attention over to her cousin scribbling something with a pen on a piece of a napkin on the table, he sure had the attention span of a squirrel she thought to herself. Maybe that was the reason why the did not last long. "Would it kill you to pay attention, Taehyung?"

"I'm listening, I'm listening... Sheesh. Would ya stop putting your panties in a bunch, cous?" He pointed out, stuffing the piece of paper in his back pocket.

"Okay okay... I think I've had enough of this bickering." You explained "Jisoo, sorry for not telling you about me and Taehyung dating. It was no big deal back then so I hope that it won't be a big deal right now. And Taehyung.." You looked to you right, now eye to eye with the guy who had the face of a Greek god. Fuck, what did he ever do in his past life to be given a face like that? Well, He is Jisoo's cousin. Beauty really does run in their family.

"It's great seeing you again, really. The fact that you’re my best friend’s cousin is flipping amazing and proves what a real small world it is. And you're totally right, we're not kids anymore, we should act like the adults we are and not let whatever happened in the past ruin the way we treat each other now." You put your hand out in front of him, waiting for him to shake it. He watched you intently, his eyes scanning your seated body up and down before reaching his hand to hold yours.

"Lets." A small smirk found its ways onto the corner of his lips, though you were too busy to notice it because you were now smiling happily at your best friend.

45 minute passed by so quickly, you wouldn't have noticed it until a text from Jin popped up on the screen of your phone.

[Jin 6:15 PM] -You coming in tom hun? xoxo

[You 6:15 PM] -Yes! See you then!

[Jin 6:16 PM] -Yes girl, thanks so much for helping out! I'll buy you dinner next time, promise!

You smiled at how sweet Jin was to you, he really was the sister you never had.

The small bell attached to the door went off every time a customer entered the shop, casually mixing in the music playing in the background. You were too immersed in the conversation you were having with your friends that you failed to notice the light tap on your shoulder until a stunned Jisoo pointed a finger behind you.

“M-M-Mr. Jeon?” You abruptly stood up from where you were seated, causing you to lose balance and fall straight into the arms of your teacher.

“Are you alright, Y/N?” He asked, holding your waist and giving you the much-needed support. “Are you feeling sick?” He checked again, holding a hand on top of your forehead.

“Ahh..” You quickly pulled away from his grasp, fixing your messed up hair in the process. “I’m alright.”

Teahyung carefully studied you, deciphering the look on your face as well as your body movement. He knew from just looking at how you reacted so anxiously around the other male that something was up, but he had to make sure of it.

“Taehyung, Y/N Ex-boyfriend.” He rose from his place and greeted the man. “And you are?” He quirked a brow.

Why the hell were things turning out this way? What the hell was this, a battle of who has the most testosterone in his body? They seriously looked like two wolves ready to kill each other for the title of alpha male and you and Jisoo could only watch in terror.

“Jeon Jungkook.” He smirked with no intent of backing down form this little fight “Y/N’s Anatomy professor. Nice to meet you, Taehyung.”

“Pleasure’s all mine.” The blond haired boy took his seat again, combing his fingers through his hair. “What brings you here, Mr. Jeon?” Jisoo cheerfully asked the young man.

“I was actually on the way home when I spotted Ms. Y/N here and thought it would be nice if I could join you guys.” He beamed, eyes sparkling like a puppy dog. Taehyung could only scoff at the man’s cheesy words.

“Excuse me?” Jungkook snapped at the rudeness younger boy.

“No, no. I’m sorry, you’re free to join us, Mr. Jeon. “

“I will after I buy Y/N a cup of coffee.” The black haired boy insisted with a sweet smile plastered on his equally sweet face. You looked at your friend with a pained expression and telepathically asked whether or not you should, of course, she understood and gestured you to stand with the curl of her lips.

“O-okay..” You shyly followed him to the counter and ordered,

“Okay, what's the deal with him?” Taehyung hissed through his teeth, glaring at the man who was obviously flirting with you.

“What the hell is your problem?” She told off her cousin “It’s not like your still dating Y/N to be jealous.”

The boy’s cheeks immediately turned pink, he then covered his hands over his entire face to hide his uneasiness.

“Shut up!” Jisoo gasped, she leaned in closer to her cousin and hypothesized based on Taehyung reaction to Jungkook “You still like Y/N, don’t you?” She reckoned that her assumption was true as Taehyung sealed her mouth with his hands.

“Pipe down.” He growled, “Now, are you gonna help me get back together with Y/N or not?”

Jisoo slapped the boy’s hand away from her face and shared “Sorry to burst your bubble but I’m already helping someone out with Y/n, and he’s a better match for her so I can’t help you sorry cous’.” She mocked Taehyung. The blond clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth in dismay.

“Jisoo... Taehyung..” You whined, standing in front of them with a warm cup of coffee in hand. “I have to go. I remembered that I had the only key to the apartment, I have to get home before she does or she ends up waiting for me outside the house. I’m really sorry.” You frowned.

“Let me take you home.” Taehyung implied, waving the keys of his car in the air.

“Uh.” You hesitantly mouthed “Mr. Jeon already offered to take me home.”

Both of the Kim’s eyes were about to pop out of their sockets and their mouths were hanging wide open.

“And we’re going in the same direction as well so... I thought it’d be okay.“ You quietly noted.

“Whatever.” Taehyung irked while eyeing Jungkook from head to toe. “Let's head home too, Jisoo.”

And with that, the four of you left the shop and bid farewell to each other. Before you could even get into Jungkook’s car, Taehyung suddenly called out to you one last time, trotting in your direction.

“Y/N.” He grabbed you by the arm and pulled you closer, sneakily sliding the piece of napkin he’d been hanging on to this whole afternoon inside your back pocket which caused you to jolt. He inched his lips closer to your ear and you could swear that you could feel his hot breath dance inside your ear canal. “Call me.”

You’re entire body froze and his bold actions left you speechless.

“Y/N..” Jungkook wrapped his arms around your waist and guided you back to his car.

The car ride was silent, too silent.

"Taehyung." Jungkook suddenly worded out of the blue. You felt a hard lump stuck in your throat as you try to swallow your saliva, needing something to wet your dry throat. "That was years ago." You nervously replied. "And It was only a few months." He simply nodded in response, placing his free hand on your clothed thigh, humming to himself. When you arrived at the convenience store he picked you up earlier, he suggested that he drop you off directly at your house. You politely refused and said that it was too much already. He was your teacher and not your personal driver. "Wait." He stopped you before you could open the car door and planted a chaste kiss on your forehead. "Take care." You nod and got out of the vehicle. The walk was calm and refreshing, the cool wind caressing your skin felt wonderful. You thought about the crazy things that had happened today. Doing inappropriate things at school with your teacher, finding out your best friend's cousin was actually your ex-boyfriend and that said teacher giving you a ride back home. Today was kind of a wild ride, unexpected plot twist and what not, but you smile and sighed looking forward to a good night's sleep. -- You spent your Saturday afternoon lazing around the house, munching on Cheetos and binge-watching the new season of Riverdale. You decided to text Jungkook, asking if he's free later tonight. [You 7:56 PM] -Jungkook? He instantly replied. [Jungkook 7:56 PM] -Yes, Y/N? [You 7:56 PM] -Are you free tonight? [Jungkook 7:57 PM ] -Yes, What did you have in mind? [You 7:58 PM] -I'm heading to Jin's bar later, they need extra people. 10 PM [Jungkook 7:59 PM] -Okay, see you. You took your time in the bathroom, shaving whatever patch of skin your arms and back were flexible enough to reach. Vigorously scrubbing your body with a loofah sponge until it was squeaky clean. You then put on your favorite pair of sweats and not to mention your grimy old ass hoodie, slinging your backpack on your shoulder and left for work. "Y/N! C'mere!" Jin exclaimed when he saw you enter through the back door. "Whoah, I just got here and you're already screaming at me." You playfully giggled at the older man. "You know I don't allow you to do special service, right?" He hummed sweetly, something definitely smelled fishy and judging by the tone of his voice, he wanted something from you. "Right?" You looked at him reluctantly, anticipating what he was going to say next. "Jungkook." He deadpanned. "Jungkook?" You absentmindedly repeated his words. "Jungkook. Wants. Your. Services." He stated word by word. "If you want, I'll give him the heads up and personally assist him to one of our private rooms." You were dumbfounded that you didn't make a sound. "If your not comfortable enough, I'll tell him to try his luck next time. So, whatchu say hun?" He added. Your heart was beating rapidly inside your rib cage, each thump ringing inside your ears, you had to decide and you had to decide right now because Jungkook was waiting on the other end. "I'll do it." You confirmed. Jin's face was filled with delight, he knew that you fancied the young man and that the young man fancied you too. This could either go right and bloom into a wonderful relationship or tragically end into an awkward situation. "Then it's settled, you don't have to perform tonight if you're catering to one of our VIPs. Get underdressed and meet me back here, I'll inform hot legs that his date is set." He winked and carried on to whatever he was doing. "Fuck.." You exhaled, your chest feels tighter with every breath you take. "Y/N! What are you standing there for? Come on and get dressed!" Jin yelled, he was few feet away from you, signing papers in his hand. You shook the jitter off your entire body and headed towards the dressing room. --

"You're really gonna make me wear this, huh?" You whined, looking at your self in the mirror. "Yes, doll." "Can I at least lose the bunny ears?" You mewled. "That's the best part about that lingerie, doll. Can't wear it without the bunny ears." He proclaimed, admiring how well the makeup, done by him of course, matched your outfit.

"Whenever you're ready, Y/N." Jin peeped through the door, wiggling his eyebrows.

"I'm ready." You announced, following Jin since this was your first time being near the special rooms.

"Don't worry, I gave you the best and cleanest room in this section. You only need to worry about yourself." He joked, nudging his shoulder against yours. "Go ahead, he's been waiting inside for at least 20 minutes. Wouldn't want to make a man that beautiful wait any longer."

You bit your lip and sucked in a deep breath, releasing it before knocking on the door.

"Mr. Jeon?"

END

a/n: Should mc lose the v tonight (on chapter 3)? sorry for typo and errors, will proofread tom. thank u

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smartcookie727 · 7 years

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Iron Booty Shorts

Hey peeps :) final day of lovefest, but not nearly the final thing from me. Thankfully I’d written this one before the steam started to run low. NSFW. It’s lovefest after all. Also this is the AU. Woo. This time I was inspired by a headcanon I’d come up with a while ago, and I wanted to explore it a little. We’re semi public here cause I could not think of a good public idea and I’ve written them doing the deed in the guild already (here). I hope yall enjoy. As always, leave me a comment, reblog, tag, whatever you want to interact so I know what yall like! I’ll be back in a bit with prompts 4, 5, & 6! :D

Pairing: Gajevy, hint of Nalu

Prompt: Public Sex

Length: 2.4k Iron Booty Shorts

The television droned in the small living room, but neither Levy nor Gajeel seemed to care. They were curled up together under a heavy purple blanket on the couch. Gajeel couldn't even remember which episode was playing; his entire attention was focused on Levy. Rough hands roamed across her delicate stomach, and her ass was pushed wonderfully against his growing erection. It would have been perfect, had it not been for Levy's roommate who kept flitting around the apartment.

Lucy was constantly grabbing new snacks, refilling her drink, and running to the bathroom for just a sec. What was even more irritating was that she never bothered to pause the damn show when she got up from her chair, insisting that it was probably not an important part. It always was, according to Levy later, and she'd have to sit up and rewind it, trying to find where Lucy left off. He couldn't care less if it was an important part of the show, he wasn't watching it. But he would damn show up at her door when she invited him over for "Once Upon a something or other crap" marathon at the bookworms'. He would be guaranteed hours of cuddle time with his little girlfriend and a good dinner. There might even be beer or wine if neither had work the next day. No, he'd never turn down an opportunity like this, but as much as he considered Lucy a friend, she was testing the limits of his patience.

Gajeel swallowed his frustration, returning to cooing in Levy's ear. "Ya know you've got the sexiest ass in the world?" She squiggled against him appreciatively. He squeezed the aforementioned ass, eliciting a giggle. "I just love it." Gajeel slipped a finger below the waistband of her booty shorts, caressing the sensitive hidden skin. "I love that too, ya know." He didn't need to see Levy's face to know she was blushing.

"I know you love that; I love it when you play with that," she whispered, "but have you forgotten that Lucy is right there?" She felt Gajeel shrug against her back.

"We got this big blanket to cover up, and she's so into the show, she ain't gonna notice your—" he rubbed his finger in circles around her pearl over her underwear, "—noises." True to his words, Levy suppressed a moan, and Lucy sat with her eyes glued to the screen, unaware of what was transpiring on the couch. Gajeel rolled her earlobe in his teeth for a minute and Levy relaxed against him, her inhibitions melting away.

Levy began to rub Gajeel's cock behind her. She knew he would grow bolder as he grew harder, and while part of her felt bad that they were being so intimate with Lucy in the room, the thrill of not being caught was more powerful. Levy ground herself against his length, working her fingers under his jeans and swirling the skin around his head. Gajeel cursed, loudly, and bit his fingers into her hips.

"I know!" Lucy responded, misunderstanding his outburst, "I can't believe she forgot about him again. Ahhh, this show is so good." She turned around to smile at the pair. "Glad you're liking it now, Gajeel."

He did his best to smile back, masking his embarrassment. Levy had pulled the blanket over her mouth and was stifling a flurry of giggles. Gajeel dug his fingers harder into her skin, and she returned fire with a jab of her elbow. Slightly mortified that they'd almost been caught so easily, he sunk his face in Levy's shoulder and pulled her closer. Levy shuffled to face him and placed a long kiss on his lips, calming his nerves.

That is until she flicked his nipples over his shirt and gave him a smirk, clearly wanting to continue their game. She turned back around and encouraged Gajeel touch her wherever he wanted. Moving his hands to an appropriate area, she relaxed, letting him take control. Levy’s head arched against his shoulder when he found any number of particularly pleasurable places, and Gajeel instinctively raised a free finger to her mouth to help muffle her reaction. Levy had been known to bite or otherwise clamp down on anything she could to stay the noises that threatened to fill the room when they made love. However, this time, Levy took his finger into her mouth and sucked on it, catching remnants of the wetness from when it had been elsewhere inside her. The action quieted her, but at the cost of Gajeel’s grunting growing louder, imagining his cock in place of his finger, barely contained by her soft lips. Another episode passed this way, Levy and Gajeel teasing each other to their wits ends, until the doorbell rang, startling the pair an inch into the air.

Lucy stood from her chair and pranced over to door. Taking deep breaths, Levy and Gajeel quickly calmed themselves to the point where they could interact with other humans.

"Who's here, Lu? You didn't mention anyone was coming over." Levy asked, her speech barely even.

Lucy didn't bother to answer, merely opening the door to reveal a man grinning from ear to ear, his wild, pink hair peeking out from his work hat.

"Shit, Lucy. Why'd ya have to bring over this jackass?" Gajeel complained from his place behind Levy, sitting up so he could stare down the other man.

"You wanna fight, metalface? I'll take you on right now!" he barked back.

"No. Natsu, Gajeel, there will be no fighting in this apartment. You nearly put a hole in our wall last time you went at it," Lucy commanded. Both men deflated within seconds. "Plus, I told you both last episode that he was coming over. You kinda grunted, and I figured you were fine with it." Levy's eyes grew wide; Lucy had heard more than she’d thought. If she’d been paying attention to anything but the show, she might have caught them going after each other under the blanket. "What? Were you so engrossed in the episode that you don't remember?" Levy nodded meekly in response. "Well the rule is boyfriends can come over for binge day—both boyfriends."

"Yeah, Lu, I know," Levy said bashfully. "Natsu hardly ever comes by is all. I guess it didn't register, I’m sorry." She smiled back at her friend. "Gajeel will be fine. They like each other—they just like to fight each other more."

Lucy laughed and dragged Natsu back to the chair with her. "Trust me, I know." She sat down across his lap and gave his cheek a peck before turning the show back on.

Gajeel grumbled against Levy's shoulder, something about punching the smile off Natsu's face, until Levy pressed her hand against his length. His complaining promptly stopped when her fingers wrapped around his skin.

Levy whispered against his neck, "You haven't forgotten our game, now have you?" His teeth lightly bit into her shoulder, answering her question. The world dissolved around him, replaced by every nook and cranny of Levy's creamy skin. Gajeel grabbed her shorts and worked his hands over her backside, teasing her over the black fabric. In his world, Levy's ass was a blessing sent down to meet him from a magical realm. It was perfection only befitting the most perfect woman. Gajeel had made certain to show his appreciation--and his claim--with a special touch: black booty shorts with the word 'iron' emblazoned on the back.

"Ya know, I love it when ya wear these shorts, Shrimp," Gajeel crooned.

"I thought you liked it more when I didn't wear shorts," Levy countered.

He laughed. Her ability to banter was one of his favorite qualities about her. "That is my favorite, but it makes me happy when you wear them."

"Well, they were a gift, and I enjoy them." Levy drew out her words as her fingers danced along his abs. "And my boyfriend gets super turned on when I show them off."

"Gihihi. I sure do." Gajeel rolled Levy over so she was laying on his chest. He placed quick, soft kisses on her jaw. "Wanna know why?"

Levy simultaneously ground her core against his cock and grabbed his shirt, pulling them together into a fierce kiss. Her tongue mingled with his, and she felt him moan into her body. Pulling away suddenly, she hovered over him, lips just a breath away. "Why?"

"Because," Gajeel’s hands roamed down to her shorts, "a big guy like me needs a lot of iron, and I wanna eat that ass as a snack." He gave her firm skin a squeeze and tugged sharply on her shorts, pulling them down to her knees. The way Levy's body responded to his touch nearly sent him reeling. Gajeel wanted nothing more than to toss her on a bed and smother his face with her ass; he’d do anything she asked to make her feel good. Gajeel helped Levy discreetly wiggle the rest of the way out of her shorts, holding the blanket evenly above her. She placed her legs on either side of him and laid against his chest. Levy felt him move her underwear to the side and start to play with her folds. They both inhaled sharply as he teased his finger inside her core. Levy deftly unbuttoned his jeans, exposing just enough of him to grind her clit onto. The feeling of skin on skin was nearly too much for Gajeel to handle. He pulled his jeans down further, pressing his tip against her soaked opening and pushing in just a little.

Levy looked at him cautiously. She moved her body forward, removing his pulsing cock, and rested her head against his cheek. "I thought we were just teasing. We can't actually have sex out here with Lucy and Natsu a few feet away."

Gajeel whined in response and pouted. "I know, but I don't give a damn about them or the show. I just wanna be with you." His words hit her heart. She wanted that too, but it would be a long road to forgiveness if Lucy caught them fucking on the couch with her and her boyfriend in the same room.

The credits began to roll in the background. "It would be different if we were alone. Then I wouldn't mind doing it here on the couch." Levy rolled her hips and listened as his pulse surged. She loved to tease as much as Gajeel did, but she was generally the one being teased. Not that she minded; it definitely got her in the mood, but she wouldn’t let this opportunity pass her by. Levy’s game of cat and mouse pushed Gajeel right to his breaking point. A soft moan escaped her lips when she rolled over him particularly roughly, and his composure shattered.

Gajeel hiked his jeans up and ripped off their blanket. Leaping to his feet, he lifted a bright red Levy into his arms. Her cheeks were a harsh contrast to her extremely visible light blue panties. Within seconds he bounded to Levy's bedroom, slamming the door behind him.

Lucy and Natsu stared at Levy’s door in shock as the theme played on the television. She turned to look at the couch where they'd been resting. Levy's black shorts were unmistakable against the heavy, purple blanket. Lucy's eyes went wide as her brain pieced together just what had been happening between the two—and what would be happening soon. There came a roar from behind her roommate's door, followed swiftly by a breathy moan.

Shivers shot up Lucy's arms. "Do you want to go anywhere else but here?" she stammered. Lucy turned to look at Natsu. His face had gone pale, she tried to laugh, hers probably was too.

"Yep." Natsu swallowed hard. "Let's get the hell out of here." He grabbed Lucy's wrist and her purse and practically flew out of the apartment. They didn't even bother to turn off the television, still playing their show.

Levy panted as she came down from their combined high. Gajeel laid next to her, planting soft kisses against every inch of her hot skin. Sweat trickled down her face. He hadn't gone easy on her, and Levy had enjoyed every rough thrust, roar, and bite. She liked it just as hard as he did, especially this time when they’d had so much foreplay. Walking would be a wobbly endeavor when she got up. Levy's breath steadied, as she laid in her bed. She was still a mess of embarrassment and bliss, torn in two from the events of that afternoon. Her heart and body were filled with passion for her boyfriend, but it made Levy cringe knowing that her shorts were lying on her couch, implications clear as day. As if her being carried to the bedroom and the consecutive moans weren't enough. Levy sighed, she knew they were alone. She'd heard the front door slam shut in-between Gajeel's grunting before she'd lost herself to her desire. The end table buzzed, Levy's cellphone lighting up the dark bedroom. She peered over at the small device, ignoring Gajeel's protests when she broke their contact. A text from Lucy flashed across the screen.

Just let me know when it's safe to come back…umm have a good time ;)

"I think you traumatized my best friend," Levy laughed, her voice full of embarrassment.

"It got us alone, right?"

"Yeah. It did." She was thankful that they had been left alone to act upon their lust, unburdened by the thought that her roommate would hear their exceptionally vocal appreciation for each other. Neither one could be too quiet unless they both tried extremely hard, and when they were actually making love, being quiet made the experience less enjoyable. Gajeel kissed her lips until Levy thought her lungs might burst.

"And now you can just let her know to not come home, and trust me, she'll stay away."

Levy giggled, at least there was a silver lining to this experience, other than the incredibly sexy man that had just fucked her silly. "Ok. Lemme text her."

Gajeel plucked the phone from her fingers and placed it face down back on the nightstand. "Oh, we aren't done yet.” One hand reached down between her legs and the other folded her forward. Levy felt teeth graze her ass. “I think we both need a snack."

#gajevy #gajevy fanfiction #gajevylovefest #ftfanfics #Levy McGarden #Gajeel Redfox #cookie writes #gajevylovefest17 #cookie queen of smut #day 7: public

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mirkwoodshewolf · 7 years

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Recovery Romance; Bucky x reader

In honor of Sebastian Stan’s bday I thought I would post up this oneshot that has been raging through my kind for awhile. Now this oneshot does show a real life place were actual Veterans suffering from PTSD can go and work. The video is linked to the very bottom so if you know anyone who is a Vet and suffers from PTSD, share this video with them and see if they would be interested at all. Now if anything militariscally is wrong please, please, please, PLEASE let me know so that I may fix it cause I do NOT want to offend anyone. I hope you guys enjoy this and I apologize in advance if it sucks.

Warnings: PTSD mentions, slight mention of rape (VERY SLIGHT mention), mentions of terrorists names, other than that just some fluff and mild angst.

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“But Buck….”

“No Steve I can’t do this, I won’t do it!”

“Can’t you at least try?”

“Those shrinks will make me feel like I’m crazy! Like what I did all those years didn’t even happen!” Bucky screamed at his friend.

“Can I say something?” Stated Scott who raised his hand.

“I probably wouldn’t if I was you tic-tac” stated Sam as he drank his beer.

“What is it Scott?” said Bucky.

“I actually have a friend back in California who works at a special sanctuary for Vets. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever heard of and it’s really helped her out a lot”.

“What is it they do?” asked Steve.

“Here its best I show you the YouTube video”. He handed Steve, Bucky and Sam the tablet and they watched a video called “Living with Wolves Saved My Life”. As they watched the video, all three ex Veterans were amazed about what this sanctuary was.

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“I mean I’ve seen therapy dogs do wonders, but wolves?” said Sam.

“I thought wolves were just vicious, dangerous animals?”

“See Cap, that’s a typical stereotype right there. My friend (y/n) has been obsessed with wolves ever since we were kids. And when she got out serving 11 years in Iraq, and she found out about this place, she immediately packed her bags and moved to Lockwood and signed up to be a volunteer. Now she’s the new Assistant Manager of this place. She’s even sent me some pics with her and her timber wolf Thranduil”.

Scott then pulled out his phone and went to his pictures and pulled up a picture of a woman with (h/c), (e/c) and standing next to her with her arm wrapped underneath the neck was a beautiful grey timber wolf.

As Scott was talking to Steve and Sam more about the sanctuary and how his friend got involved, Bucky couldn’t help but stare in awe at the beautiful creature in the picture and he wasn’t talking about the wolf.

“Bucky? Buck!” Bucky snapped out of his daze and turned to his friend and Steve said, “What do you think? Wanna check this place out instead?”

“I think he wants to check something else out and it ain’t the wolves if you know what I mean” Sam chortled.

“Hey man cut it out! (Y/n) is like a little sis to me so that’s my sister you’re talking about!” Scott snapped.

“Yeah let’s go, this could be worth looking at, plus it won’t charge me every hour”. It was then the guys all packed their bags and took off on one of the quinjets and headed off to California.

They arrived at the San Francisco airport and once they landed they would first stop at Scott’s place to settle in then they would drive the 2hr and 54min drive to Lockwood and arrive at the Lockwood Animal Rescue Center.

They all got out of the car and they were soon greeted with the sound of wolves whimpering and barking getting all excited.

“Alright, alright calm down you guys! Can I help you gentlemen?” said a man looking around his 30-40’s with a beard and he wore a proud black cowboy hat.

“Yes I am Scott Lang, and these three gentlemen here are Sam Wilson, Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes. My friend (y/n) (l/n) works here”.

“Oh yeah (n/n) has mentioned you a time or two, I’m Matthew Simmons, Co-Founder and Veteran of this proud facility. You gentlemen here to join?”

“We just thought we’d look around before we make any decisions” stated Steve.

“No problem at all, first we want you guys to just stay outside the cages for a while just so these guys can get use to your scent. Then we’ll have you guys feed them for a bit before introducing you guys to the pack, sound good?”

“Sounds great!” exclaimed Sam. The guys all then followed Matthew and he gave the 4 Avengers a tour and told them the history about the organization.

As they walked through the sanctuary, Bucky soon noticed a woman sitting on a log inside the enclosure. Her body language seemed to be in pure relaxation as she just sat there with a grey timber wolf sitting right beside her and it was then he recognized the wolf from the picture.

“Buck you alright?” Steve’s voice broke his voice.

“Yeah I’m fine Steve, hey Scott is that her?” Scott then turned around and said.

“Oh yeah that’s her. HEY (Y/N)!!!”

*1st POV*

It was a typical here at LARC, I got there and decided to visit with my special boy Thranduil. He was a 4 year old grey timber wolf that I had helped rescue from a poacher’s chain out in Alaska just 3 years ago. And ever since I had saved him, he’s been my anchor and the light of my life.

As I sat in the enclosure and my big boy came up to me, he licked my face and nuzzled into me sensing my inner distress and making me feel much better than I could ever imagine, that’s when I heard a voice I hadn’t heard in forever.

Thranduil turned and his ears erected upward as I turned and saw my old friend Scott along with three members of the Avengers.

“Oh no,” I teased as I stood up and walked down the hillside with Thranduil hot at my heels. I smiled at him and got out of the enclosure and embraced Scott and he hugged me back. “Ahhh how you been Scooter?”

“It’s been crazy (y/n) but nothing I can’t handle”.

“What are you doing here?”

“Well I told some friends of mine about this place and they thought they’d check it out”. I turned to see Scott’s friends but one of them especially caught my eye the most, it was one James Buchanan Barnes, the former Winter Soldier.

“Welcome gentlemen, I’d like to be one of the first volunteers to welcome you to LARC and specifically to our Warriors and Wolves program”.

“It’s an honor to be here ma’am” said Steve. Oh gosh well the Cap certainly does has some manners.

“Oh please call me (y/n) ma’am makes me sound older, and can I just say it’s an honor to meet you three in person, from one Veteran to another I’d like to thank you for your services”.

“And we’d thank you for yours (y/n), Tic-tac told us about your Military service for over a decade, you definitely got some balls” said Sam which made us all laugh.

“Well let me introduce you guys to some of our wolves we have here, we recently got some new ones we haven’t introduced yet through our website”. I then led the guys to the small den where we cut the raw meat to feed our wolves and wolf-dogs and handed the guys each a bucket.

I taught them how to feed the wolves and how to get their attention so they could have their lunch. After a while of watching them, Matthew and I thought it was time to introduce them to the pack and maybe find that one wolf to bond with.

I led them inside the cage and told them to just pick a spot to sit in and just relax and let the wolves come to them whenever they were ready. As I sat down just a short ways from Bucky, my boy Thranduil came up to me and sniffed me before nuzzling me and making his loveable grunts and whimpers.

“He likes you”. I heard Bucky’s voice say. I smiled and said as I ruffled Thranduil’s madded neck hide.

“Yeah, Thranduil is my baby. He’s my anchor, had it not been for this guy right here, I’d never would’ve opened myself back up to the world”.

“And wolves can really sense things like that?” He asked me.

“Oh yeah, it’s just like any other type of dog or any other animal really. They can sense when someone or one of their own is hurting and they do the things that humans can rarely do. Therapy was basically a waste of my time when I got discharged from the Marines, they didn’t know the things I went through, especially when—” I paused mid-sentence and felt myself reliving the torture the terrorists put me through.

Just before Bucky could come over to me, Thranduil snarled defensively then he hopped right up to me and nuzzled under my arms and I wrapped my arms around him and breathed in his scent.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to bring—”

“No, no don’t blame yourself. Sometimes I get flashbacks of what happened to me, you see the reason was for my discharge was for torture. My team and I were on a recon mission in Iraq but we were suddenly ambushed by Bin Laden’s goonies, I was the only one to survive the ambush and they took me as hostage. They tortured me for information, did whatever they could, even taking away the only thing that made me a proud woman”. At Bucky’s wide eyes he knew what I had meant by that.

“I—I don’t know what to say”.

“Then don’t say anything, all that matters is that ever since I came to this sanctuary here, these beautiful creatures have re-taught me to come out of my shell and to not let what those men did to me affect my future. They taught me to be the wild, free spirited young woman I once was long ago”. Thranduil looked up at me and licked my tears away and I embraced him.

Bucky softly smiled at us then I took notice of him looking at Steve and Sam who had already found two wolves to bond with. Sam found “Shasta” a dark brown and grey wolf-dog we’d rescued from an illegal breeder in Montana and Steve found a sandy colored male wolf named “Zeus” we rescued from poachers.

“I guess even wolves know that I’m too dangerous to be around”. Bucky stated solemnly. I looked up and took notice of one special female wolf I knew all too well looking at Bucky and saw her finally coming up towards him.

“Ohh I wouldn’t say that” I gestured with my head for him to turn to his left and he saw a beautiful white sandy She-wolf coming towards him.

“What do I do?” Bucky asked anxiously.

“Just relax and be calm, she won’t hurt you”. I assured him. Bucky stared intensely at the she-wolf coming towards him and soon the sandy She-wolf was standing face to face with Bucky.

“Can I touch her?”

“Not quite,” I pushed Thranduil to the side and gently took Bucky’s metal hand and slowly lifted it up so that it was right in front of this gorgeous She-wolf. She sniffed it cautiously before leaning into it. Bucky then relaxed and soon the She-wolf actually collapsed right at Bucky’s feet with her belly upwards wanting a belly rub. “She likes you”.

“She’s beautiful, does she have a name?”

“Raksha”.

“Raksha, it suits her”.

“Indeed. You know you and her have something in common, do you notice anything different about her?” Bucky took a good look at her and noticed, Raksha only had three legs.

“She—she only has three legs”.

“Yeah, we found her poor girl was caught in a bear trap, she was so dehydrated and weak when we found her, another day alone and she would’ve died, unfortunately we weren’t able to save her leg since it had sustained so much nerve damage for being in that trap so long, we were forced to amputate her front left leg. You know, you’re the first one she’s ever really taken an interest too”.

“Really?” He looked down at her and Raksha whimpered lovingly as Bucky gave her a soothing belly rub and her back leg began to kick. “I love her!”

“And I think she loves you too”. Bucky and I looked at each other and I swear it was like we felt this connection with each other.

For the next week, Bucky and I were getting well acquainted with each other. Every day we were together alongside Thranduil and Raksha who never once left either of our sides, the two of us talking about things we never thought we’d tell another soul as well as the small things like our likes and dislikes.

“So wait a minute, Scott did what?” Bucky laughed out.

“I swear, I dared him to run around the entire football field stark naked during graduation and he did it!”

“Oh my god! Please tell me you have a picture or better yet video evidence of that day”.

“Yeah I got a videotape of it in my apartment, if you’re ever interested in some blackmail I can get it to yah”.

“Ohhh you’re bad”.

“Proud of it babe”. Okay I don’t know where that confidence came from but I turned away and blushed.

“So umm….how many years have you been here at LARC?”

“Next month will be my 2nd year. I—I hope you’ve enjoyed your time here Bucky and I really hope this has helped you deal with well—you know”.

“It has, actually a lot. More than I ever thought it could”. Bucky trailed off as the two of us stared at each other.

My heart raced like I had just ran a marathon, my palms were starting to get sweaty and my stomach was all up in knots. Having Bucky this close to me made me want to do such ungodly things to him right now but I didn’t want to rush into things I mean we’ve only known each other for a week and he’s gonna be leaving along with Scott, Sam and Steve tomorrow morning. I can’t do this to myself, long distance relationships never last for long.

Suddenly I felt myself being shoved into Bucky’s arms. I turned around to see Thranduil standing behind me, he then pushed me with his head shoving me closer to Bucky.

“Thranduil! Stop! What are you—” Suddenly both Bucky and I yelped as we fell to the ground with me on top of him. “Oh my god I’m so sorry are you alright?”

“Yeah I’m fine”. We both looked up at standing behind Bucky was Raksha. “Raksha, did you do that?” Raksha barked then came around and stood by Thranduil. The two wolves then laid down and just stared at us. “What the hell has gotten into them?”

“I think I know”. I muttered shyly. I turned to Bucky and continued, “How mad would you be if I forgot to mention to you that Thranduil and Raksha are mates?” Bucky looked at me in shock and he stammered out.

“M-mates? Like….husband and wife?”

“Yeah, I’m so sorry Bucky but I think they might get the idea that we’re—I’m sorry Bucky I’ll just….” I turned away ashamed and tried to get up but I felt Bucky’s arms wrap around me. I then felt his human hand gently lift my chin so that I could look into his deep ocean blue eyes as he said.

“You know, back in the day I always thought Steve would be my wingman, but I’ll take a beautiful She-wolf as my wing-wolf. What do you say doll? Go out to dinner with me tonight?”

“But what about your flight? You’re going back to New York tomorrow, remember?”

“What if I retire and stay here and help raise awareness to this place?”

“Oh no Bucky I couldn’t ask that of you we barely know each other and—”

“But I can tell you that I’ve never felt this way about anyone else before. (Y/n), you have made me feel so much more than anyone else has in all my life. I love you (y/n) (l/n), will you accept me and become my mate?” I smiled widely and stated happily.

“Yes, yes I will”. He smiled up at me then I leaned downward and the two of us met in a sweet, loving kiss.

As we poured our love to each other, we could hear Thranduil and Raksha both bark and howl proudly. Once we separated, I told him.

“Did you know that wolves mate for life? Can you deal with me for that long?”

“Can you doll?”

“What do you think?” He chuckled softly and gently flipped me over so that I was now on the dirt and he was hovering over me and kissed me once more but we soon broke apart laughing as both Thranduil and Raksha cut in and whimpered happily and gave us wolf kisses.

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