#But yeah just a small update <333

[lxkexbxss]

Sorry for not being on here a lot...monkeys wrestled my attention from the turtles once more and they refuse to let me focus on anything else ewe;;;;

[beomsjoongie]

⌗fill the void⌗

genre: smut, San x Reader

warnings: I’ll update later, but praising, slight overstim, pussy eating, drunk/tipsy sex, fingering, drinking, clubbing (2.3k words)

a/n: hey!!! it’s been a while.. uhh but I’m back and I’m gonna try and post more. college is about to start again and I really might be busy but I will try to post a lot before then to make up for lost time AND to make up for time that I wont have while I’m in class. Uhh, I was working on a mingi story but I lost motivation but I hope to get it back!! let’s just hope that I can be more consistent!! that’s all for rn, see you next time, enjoy! <333

You lie on your back, facing the ceiling. You’ve been like this for days; not wanting to get up and do anything. Your friends had been blowing up your phone before showing up and letting themselves in.

Now standing around you, both of your friends sighed, “Come on, Y/n. You can’t lay here forever.” Your redhaired friend, Andrea, spoke out, gesturing to your state. “Get up.” She started to pull your arm but you made sure to force your weight down.

Letting out and putting her hand on her other forehead, your other friend spoke. “Y/n,” she sat on your messy bed, “We love you. And us letting you stay like this, is basically saying that we don’t. Cheating sucks. Trust us, we both know.” Emery rubbed your hand.

You turned to look at her with tears eyes, “But, I loved him.” You started to cry again. Emery looked at Andrea with a sigh. “But we love you more, Y/n. And not only does this break up hurt you but it hurts us.” Emery stood up again. “Yeah, it hurts to see you like this. All sad and sluggish. That’s why we want to help you.”

You groaned, putting a pillow on your face but getting it snatched off almost immediately. “How are you going to help me? I’m helpless.”

“We’re gonna take you out. Remember how I got cheated on last year and you guys forced me to go out the next day. I wasn’t even allowed to be sad.” Emery reminded.

It was true. It was your idea in the first place. Suggesting to go out to a club and drink the night away until she forgot about her ex who cheated on her with her brother. Yes.. her own blood brother.

“Now, get up.” Andrea said. You sat up, before getting pulled out of bed by Emery and Andrea. You look back at my bed, half eaten chips bags and bottles on it. It was a mess. “You can clean that later. Go get in the shower. Wash everything, shave everything, make sure you smell like your about to get your ass ate. Go.” She said pushing me in the bathroom.

“But I don’t have clo-“ You started to speak. “We’ll find you some. Shower.” Emery said and closed the door. They looked in my closet as I showered. You shaved your body, and used my most expensive products.

I stepped out of the bathroom, in a towel. “You smell so much better.” Andrea said with a smile. I went to speak but closed my mouth and furrowed my eyebrows. “No offense.” She cracked a small smile before looking at Emery.

“Anyways, get dressed. We’ll do your makeup when you’re done!” Emery pushed you back in the bathroom with the clothes. Sighing, you put the clothes on. You looked in the mirror and shook your head.

This dress was short and tight. Not to mention, it having no straps and showing the right amount of cleavage while it also had a large dip in the back which stopped just above your ass.

Walking out, Emery and Andrea looked at you and screamed. “You look so good! So much better than those sweatpants.” Andrea hugged you. You started to feel a little better about yourself, forgetting about your ex.

A smile played on your face as Emery sat you down. “It’s time to put my cosmetology degree to work.” She got out her makeup, Andrea sitting me down in a chair.

After about an hour sitting in the chair with Enemy beating your face and doing your hair, you were finally ready. Andrea went to change while she did your makeup. Emery was done and left to go get her outfit on herself, already having her makeup on.

Andrea handed you a pair of black heels, and stood you up. Emery came out of the bathroom fixing her hair. “Are we ready?”

“Where are we going?” I asked the two girls in front of me. “To the club. Now, come on. Go, go.” Andrea gestured for me to walk. Soon enough, we were at the club. It was around 11:30 and the girls were ready to get blackout drunk. You on the other hand, just wanted to forget about your ex and maybe get a little tipsy.

About 30 minutes in to actually getting there, your friends had already left to dance and flirt with the guys there. Sitting at the bar, and taking a shot, a buff guy walks up and orders two drinks. After getting his drinks, he slid one to you.

You look up to see the cat-eyed man. He smiled at you, “You looked lonely.” He smiled and took a sip of his alcohol. His smile seemed warm, so you wasted no time to take a sip as well. “I’m San, by the way.”

“I’m Y/n.” You shook his hand with a smile. It was soft and a little cold. Letting go, the smile stayed on your face.

“So, why are you here, Y/n? Why are you all alone?” He asked. All of the feelings and hurt suddenly started to rush back into my brain. San noticed the hurt on my face. “Hey, are you ok? I’m sorry, did I-“

“No, it’s fine. Trust me. It’s just that, uh, my boyfriend kind of cheated.. and I’m not here alone. I just didn’t wanna dance with my friends.” You let out a short laugh. He nodded his head, understandingly.

Taking another sip of my drink, he began to speak again, “well, maybe we can dance together?” He proposed. I smiled to him, shaking my head with a smile. “Please, I can make you forget about him. And, a bonus, I get to dance with a pretty girl.”

Butterflies fluttered in your stomach hearing the compliment. It didn’t take long for you to think about it and for you to be on the dance for with San. The music was loud and fun, both of you laughing and having a good time. You’d both go back and forth from the bar to dancing, which ended up making you very tipsy.

In the middle of a very upbeat and happy song, the Dj switched the song to a more sensual and slower song. San’s hands gripped onto your hips, bringing them to his hips; his hips were carved perfectly for your ass. His hands were big, strong, rough and still a little cold. You didn’t even notice your friends watching you and him from the other corner of the room, giggling and smiling while still talking to the boys they’re with.

San was more tipsy than you; some could just say actually drunk. But in his drunken state, San was still able to take notice of how your body felt. How you were still so tense. “Hey, you’re tense. Let me make you forget.” His lips were close to your ear, his voice ringing in your ears. You look back at him, nodding your head.

Not really caring where he took you, San led you out of the club building, and into his car. As he started to drive, his hand rubbed up and down your thigh, finally feeling the roughness of his callused hand.

It felt like forever until you pulled up to a big white house. Before you could reach for the handle, San opened the door for you, helping you out. and in your tipsy state, you could tell how much San was holding back.

San opened the door, holding your hand. If he was honest, he didn’t know how he was able to not push you on the couch and fuck your brains out right there.

He led you upstairs, and into his room when he finally had enough. He turned you around, gently pushing you onto his bed. A small gasp left your lips when he took his shirt off and climbed on top of you.

You had to admit, it was a really nice view. His tones abs, muscles and his perfectly sculpted face had your panties soaked. “Let me take your mind off everything. Please.” His question came out as a beg. I nodded my head.

That was all he needed to start kissing down your neck and onto your chest. He grabbed onto the dress, at the top, and pulled it down. When he uncovered your boobs, he didn’t waste time to sucking on them. He started with the left one. His tongue prodding at your nipple while his hand groped your other boob, pinching your other nipple.

You bit your lips back at his tongue and fingers. “Let me hear you,” he lifted his head up, only to go back to it. My jaw dropped as he switched to the other nipple. Moans flowed out of your mouth as he continued.

He lifted his head and pulled the dress all the way down to your ankles. His lips teased your thighs, kissing on both. You sat on your elbows, looking at him. “San, please.“ You whimpered.

“Tell me what you want, princess.” He kissed closer to your dripping pussy. A sigh left your lips, “your mouth, your lips, anything.” He let out a stifled groan at your begging.

“Ok, princess, anything for you.” His smirk grew as he pulled down your wet panties. “You’re soaking wet, baby.” He smirks. He didn’t want you to suffer too long, yet, so he immediately pushed your legs to your chest.

His tongue dove deep into your wet and sparkling cunt, his nose poking and slightly rubbing against your clit. A loud moan leaving your lips. You grabbed onto his hair, tugging on it. “S-san. Ah!” You moaned when he pulled out his tongue and nibbled on your clit.

“You’re doing so well, baby.” He smiled at you. Your legs were shaking the smallest amount. Heat spread throughout your body as well as San’s. You threw your head back as you felt the coil in your abdomen get tighter and tighter until it finally snapped.

You came in San’s mouth with a moan. Your juices were spread out on his which was now dribbling down his chin. “Wanna know how good you taste?” He asked before kissing you. You both continued to kiss while he was unbuckling his pants, throwing them down.

He grabbed your legs, wrapping them around his waist. “I’m gonna fuck you so raw, so deep. I’m gonna fill that void inside of you, ok?” His finger fucked you for a few seconds to prep you for his cock.

It wasn’t small but it wasn’t big. And its thickness made up for that. His tip was a darker shade of pink from being trapped in his jeans for too long. Just seeing it made you clench around nothing.

He sucked his fingers, tasting more of you. “You taste so good, baby. Are you ready?” He asked. “I’m ready. Please fuck me dumb.” You begged for him.

“So, good for me.” He pushed his cocked in, bottoming out immediately. Your hands flew to his back, grasping onto it desperately. Read marks already coming up as you scratched down his back. He hissed. “Can I move?” He asked, pushing hair out of your face.

“Yes, please.” You whined. He started to move his hips into yours. High pitched moans slowly came out. Your heels dug into his lower back, but that didn’t last for long. He took your legs off from his hips, putting your legs on his shoulders. He picked up the pace, fucking into you deep like he said.

He watched as your face morphed and whines and begs came out of mouth. Your mind was fuzzy and all you felt was his cocked ramming into your cervix. Your back arched, almost lifting you up a bit.

You could now feel the vein popping out in his cock which just added extra pleasure to your core. “S-San, fuck! Shit,” you drug out as his hips hit harder and faster.

“I’m keeping my promise aren’t I?” He asked. You could barely even remember his promise. All that you could focus on, was how good his cock felt in your pussy. And all that you could hear were wet sounds, his groans and your moans bouncing off the walls. Overstimulation was starting to get to you, but it was too nice to tell him to stop.

“Fucking you so good. You like it don’t you?” He asked, that stupid smirk on his face. “I love it, San. Your cock is so good,” you moaned harshly, grabbing the sheets. You gasped as you felt your core tighten again, “I-I’m cumming. San!” Your broken moans echoed through his house. He giggled at your broken state, fucking you through your climax.

He kept going just a little longer to push himself over the edge. He rammed his cock deeper, one more time, cumming inside of you. You didn’t even care. His cum filling you up was all you needed.

You noticed the silence, looking at San. He was watching as your mixed cum dripped out of your pussy. Your chest heaved up and down. He saw you looking at him, making his cheeks turn red. “Sorry.” He laughed and got off the bed to get a wet rag. He wiped you off as you legs felt like jelly.

“Are you alright?” He asked and you nodded with a smile. He smiled as well, “you seem like you needed it.” He grabbed extra clothes from his closet. He handed you some clothes.

“I did. Thank you, San.” He nodded his head and went downstairs. You got dressed, watching the door, wondering where he is. He suddenly came back in with some water. “Oh, thank you.”

“Of course. It’s the least I could do.” He sat beside you on his bed. “Do you wanna go out sometimes..maybe?” He asked you. You laughed at his question. He seemed really nervous to ask. “Yeah, of course.” You smiled, making his sigh a relief.

[6okuto]

us yuji lovers must stick together in these hardships (aka jjk261) … how are we feeling right now nia :( personally IM SICK T^T

it's whatever. i hate jujutsu kaisen. floptsu flopsen. sorcery FLOP. whatever. yuuji hcs that spiral in the middle before going back to normal (one major implied spoiler for 259)

yuuji who you ask to be your fake boyfriend who says yes and then realizes he likes you in the process. walk with me

sends you animal photos and goes >:OO dog!!!! cat!!! :DD hope ur having a good day!!! <333

sits in the washroom and watches you do your hair/skincare routine while you talk about your days. will take over with ease if your arms hurt or you're tired

points out silly looking plushies or figures and copies their expression/pose. yuuji would like trying jojo poses

if he saw you sitting in the rain he'd come over with an umbrella and say you should come inside before you get sick. but then you tell him you like the rain and need to be outside for a while so he puts down the umbrella and sits with you. and you're like ?? you don't have to do this. and he just tilts his head and smiles and says yeah maybe but he wants to. he's sure his immune system is strong, or at the very least you can get sick together

yuuji who's suffered so much, who's been in survival mode for so long and hasn't been able to grieve the way he deserves to (he won't let himself) (those he's lost deserve peace more than him) Who breaks down crying when you hold his face or kiss his scars

yuuji years after the manga ends who's still healing and learning to grieve and grow. who sees his brother in the siblings he crosses paths with at the park, and his classmates and teachers in the elementary students filing out the bus for a field trip. who visits graves, starkly clean and well-kept compared to the ones a row over with flowers and food and updates on where he's been and the things he's done since his last visit. who wakes up too many nights with his heart torn, tears welling in his eyes and crescent indents in his palms, his voice raspy and broken when he yells out a name (it's a different one each time). who looks at himself and his fading scars in the mirror and sees two faces—both, in his eyes, responsible for what happened—and wonders when, if ever, he'll finally feel like he's off the battlefield, or worthy of peace

😂

if you asked to blindfold him to get him to pick you out of a line up (by holding hands, hugging, etc) he'd do it so confidently and be 100% correct. he could even give you reasoning on the spot—this hand's too rough, too small, you wouldn't wear this kind of jacket, this person's too short, etc etc

yuuji who you haven't seen in ages who waves his arms and grins so bright when you finally appear . who laughs as you speed up to get to him and hugs you with everything he has

wants to try out hot ones . you know the videos where they eat spicy hot wings. yeah

playing horror games with yuuji and hearing him progressively yell louder 😭 "eh? huh? where? what? what? What?? WHAT??? WHY WHY WHY WAIT WAIT WAIT STOP WAIT"

yuuji probably being a firefighter if he hadn't become a sorcerer + ride your wave. um. i mostly mean before he dies like just the meeting and dating. someone walk with me.?

dog walker yuuji 🙁 he'd be so excited of that one guy came by and asked to take photos omg 😭

doesn't really question when you want affection or cuddles (unless you're visibly upset) 🥹 you silently walk up and rest your head on his shoulder, or wrap his arm around you and he turns it into a hug 🥹 those videos where they crawl into their boyfriend's lap while he games and he silently wraps his arms around them and keeps playing 🥹

omg but flustered yuuji (earlier in the relationship) when you try to do something romantic/cheesy 😭😭 like sharing a drink and your faces being super close when you both lean in 🙁 and his ears/cheeks are tinted pink 🙁

[ssahotchnerr]

I can see Hotch doing this https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMjByWsDA/ ❤️

STOP that's simply adorable i could CRY

hehe i can easily see aaron doing this on the jet ride home from a case 🥹 he finally has a prolonged amount of time to talk to you <33333 he's spoken to you briefly throughout the past few days, but it's only been a simple check-in, a good morning or a goodnight, nothing more than five minutes or so. or your main way of conversing has been through texts - it's not the same of course :( and he misses your voice so bad 🥺

so he's aching terribly to actually speak to you. yeah, he'll see you at home in just a few hours, but he can't wait that long. once the jet is in the air, en route home - aaron has a file sprawled out in front of him, calls you to finally have a conversation, and so he can listen to you talk as he works 🥹 hehe you keep him company because he's honestly dreading getting files done, he's been missing you and you make it so much easier <3

you're filling him in about your day - how work went, simple household chores you got done, lil updates - like you switched the laundry detergent for example, you went grocery shopping - AH you found something seasonal, like pumpkin spice muffins or something 🥹 and you tell him you can't wait for him to get home and try one because you feel like he'll absolutely LOVE them. just anything that comes to mind that's happened since he left.

and then you fill him in about jack too 🥹 how soccer practice went, he aced his spelling test!!!!!!!, he's having some trouble with fractions 🥺 you were helping him with his homework and he was nearly in tears because he couldn't figure it out :((((((((( so you helped him complete it, encouraged him to ask his teacher some questions or for some tricks in the morning, and made sure he was back to his usual smiley self before you tucked him into bed, because you didn't want him going to sleep sad :( (and you also tell aaron that you told jack that his dad would be home in the morning too!!!!!, so that lifted jack's spirits as well 🥹 and warmed aaron's heart hehe <333)

and just meanwhile, as aaron's listening to your voice - his own voice is softer toned and lower as he's speaking into his phone - he's mindlessly doodling hearts 😭😭😭😭 UGH his lips tug upwards into a small smile, he's 'mhm'ing' softly as he listens, conversing back with you gently, and just drawing sooo many teeny hearts on his case file 🤭💞💓💞 and over exaggerating them too - like his pen outlines the same heart a few times

he doesn't even realize he's doing it too - not until someone makes a comment like 'hotch? you writing a love letter?' or derek calls him a schoolgirl LOL and ask if aaron's gonna start writing your first initial with 'H' following next or something 😭😭 (and guilty - because aaron's already done so 🤭)

UGH you just fill aaron's heart with sosososo much love, and he's so so soooo in love with you 🥹 and this is just one of his subconscious ways of expressing it <33333

[dxwnfxll]

Giving the chubby readers some stuff <333

Scp/Scp staff with a chubby s/o

Warnings: nsfw, smut, afab(assigned female at birth) reader at some parts

(Small note, updated Shaw to Amar. Amar is my ver of Bright/Shaw)

••Dr. Amar••

-I see Jack as the type of person to LUV chubby people, idk why but i can just imagine him squeezing your thighs as she holds you against her just praising your body

-she has a praising kink, she loves praising your body (especially if you have low self esteem). They'll probably fuck you in front of a mirror so that you can see your beauty

-he likes to touch you, very clingy person (especially since she's touch deprived) will sometimes jokingly say to 'crush him'

-will buy you clothes that hug your curves all right, dudes probably fucking drooling over how you look

-he loves laying his head on your lap while you play with her hair, it's a little thing they enjoy

-if anyone says shit about your weight well guess who's magically a D-class now?

••Dr. Clef••

-Clef is chubby himself so he's perfectly fine dating another chubby person

-similar to Jack he's secretly into body worshipping, whether it be his or yours.He's also into biting, a lil bdsm and sometimes degrading

-he loves to sneak up behind you and surprise you, he'll just do this randomly. Sometimes when you're getting dressed and sometimes when you're working

-in the sheets he's a rough guy, but he'll dial it back if it's too much. He wants to make sure you're comfy during intimate times

-if anyone says shit about you he solves it by making them..uncomfortable. Dude will just start making out with you in front of the dude.

-but that doesn't mean the person who was rude to you is getting off scott free, He's finding them and they're becoming another casualty

••Dr. Kondraki••

-Kondraki another chubby guy (who's pretty fucking tall to), he absolutely adores you but unlike Jack and Clef he's not all for PDA

-that doesn't mean he's embarrassed of you or anything, he just doesn't like people knowing who he folds. Oh yeah he folds you btw.

-in his office he'll keep you on his lap, no matter how much you complain that you're 'too big' or whatever he'll just ignore it and keep you there

-"Konny i'm too big to sit-" "no you're not, now stop squirming i'm trying to work."

-He's rough in bed and a total dom, he makes sure to always compliment your body during spicy time. Especially if you're insecure, he'll trail kisses from your lips down to your thighs

-he lets you borrow his clothes and if anyone says anything he just gives them *the look*

-if anyone says shit about your weight, they're on 682 duty while you're on a romantic date with Konny

••Dr. Talloran••

-Talloran doesn't mind if you're chubby, skinny or muscular. They're a 💫personality💫 type of person

-they'll hold your hand as you both walk down the hallway, or they'll wrap their arm around your shoulders

-very intimate with you but very vanilla spicy time, they will kiss up your arm tho like Gomez from the Aadams family

-if someone says anything about your weight Talloran will 'defend your honor' they'll just release all their pent up rage on the person

-then afterwards they'll grab your hand and pretty much drag you elsewhere to do something better, like a romantic date in the break room

••Draven Kondraki••

-Draven doesn't mind your weight and similar to Talloran he goes for anyone of any body type. He doesn't really have a preference.

-he likes to try and pick you up (and succeeding) carrying you around sometimes or just holding you in his arms

-similar to his dad he likes to have you in his lap, he'll straddle you holding your hips as you sit on his lap facing him while he makes out with you

-similar to Jack as well he likes buying you clothes that fit juuuuuust right. Especially tops, he loves seeing your breasts squished together for some reason. Actually he just likes your boobs in general.

-likes coming up behind you and holding you against him

-if anyone says shit to you he'll just give them a look, and if they're an MTF he'll some how make sure they have extra extra training

••Mikell Amar/05-6••

-Mikell I feel also prefers chubby people, but he also doesn't really have a preference? If that makes sense?

-he's a very horny man, dude wants to do just about anything and everything with you.

-eat food off you? Yep, body worshipping? Yep, make you thigh ride him? Yerp, start making out with you in the middle of the damn hallway where just about anyone could walk in? Yeah. He'll do it.

-likes to have you ride him during spicy time, he'll hold you there and guide you even while he comfortably lays back on the bed with his long hair all messy

-if anyone says shit to you well...they're gone. Simple, He's an 05 what he says goes and the other 05 don't really care if some JR researcher gets terminated.

••Sorry nothing here••

Yeah i removed Conner finally, i won't be writing for him anymore due to the drama that happened sorry y'all enjoy this capybara tho before continuing your reading

What a silly guy, anyways enjoy the rest!

••035••

-035 i feel also has no specific type, He's just a lil mask in need of love

-now at first he is kind of an ass to you, but then again he's an ass to everyone he meets. Usually always trying to manipulate them, but you were different he liked you liked how you looked

-he requests you daily and will pretty much throw a temper tantrum if you don't.

-he loves body praising, loves talking about how beautiful you are and often compares you to statues and works of arts that he's seen

-He's a very freaky and kinky person, whenever he has a host you can't keep him away from you

-loves leaving marks on you, lil burn marks from his corrosive since he can't really leave hickeys and stuff lol

-very possesive of you as well so if anyone says anything all of a sudden they're doing a 360 and treating you like damn royalty

-they also may end up as his new host lolol

••049••

-049 is a person who has no preference, so if he loves you he loves ya y'know?

-He's very delicate with you (and obviously if you're with him you have immunity to his touch) he'll hold you close and just hum, sometimes he'll randomly brush your hair as well (if you have hair that is)

-He's very romantic as well, like old timey romantic. So don't expect any 'freaky' stuff with him, he'll just enjoy a comfortable silence with you over how some others on this list spend time with ya

-when it comes to spicy time he likes to call it 'love making' and he makes sure he's gentle and loving during it.

-if anyone says anything about your weight they're gonna be his new 'test dummy', he doesn't take disrespect towards his "darling" at all.

••073••

-very tired man who just wants to love ya, he doesn't care for a persons body just how they are or what their personality is like

-very gentle and caring lover, likes to take his time with you if you catch my drift

-if you're insecure he simply won't understand in a sense? You're beautiful in his eyes so how on gods green earth can you dislike yourself?

-He's a very gentle and touchy lover during spicy time, very slow as well don't expect anything rough with him lolol

-if he has any kinks it's probably just body worshipping and being dom

-if anyone says anything about your weight he gets all flabbergasted like :o >:O

-"how dare you say that! Have you no manners and decency for those around you?"

-then he'll apologize to you and take you elsewhere

••Gerald••

-Gerald has the worst luck ever, so he's uh..kinda careful with you? Don't take that as an insult but literally anything and anyone can somehow cause him to break three ribs

-honestly though he doesn't seem to mind all to much when you sit on his lap and his leg cracks weirdly, he'll go through hell for you honestly (plus by this point he's used to the pain, He's more worried that YOU'LL get hurt if anything)

-He's very romantic during spicy time, and also very careful

-He's not all for being super romantic in public (cause he just feels something bad will happen) but he will hold your hand and lean against you randomly

-if anyone says shit about you his bad luck will probably just get them, but he definitely calls them an 'ass' and just walks off with you

••Iceberg••

-Iceberg is an asshole but when it comes to you he's got a soft spot, that doesn't mean he wasn't an asshole to you at first.

-he was very assholish to you at first and even picked on your weight a bit, but then he started seeing you as attractive and..yeahhhh he did a sort of 180? Like he was still an asshole but he stopped making fun of your weight

-and once you two became a thing he literally went rabid on anyone who did.

-He's rough and kinky with his sex, loves to bite you and have you thigh ride him. I can see him as a switch though so sometimes he'd love it if you took control..maybe even bite him a lil

-if anyone says shit about you he just calls them a bitch and walks off with you, He's not gonna get physical with someone unless they continue it

-he builds up your self esteem now feeling kinda bad for the days he bullied you.

••Glass••

-Glass is a very considerate and kind person, if you have low self esteem he's there for you 24/7 (or well when he's not working)

-He's always building you up and 'making' you love yourself

-if you have low self esteem he has some exercises to do with you, those being you standing in front of a mirror and telling yourself that you're beautiful while he has his arm around your shoulder.

-He's a very gentle and passionate lover, almost treats you like you're made of glass (haha get it?..i'm sorry) but sometimes he can get a lil 'crazy'

-he cab go from being a careful lover kissing up your arm to holding the small of your back with his arm around your neck as he hungrily kisses your lips.

-He's also similar to Jack in the whole fucking you in front of a mirror, he even calls it a 'self esteem exercise' plus he just really likes seeing his work if you catch my drift

-if anyone says something about you he will glare at them but will then immediately make sure you're okay

-"Dear are you okay? Don't listen to them, you're very beautiful.." "But.." "Shhhh, no no it's okay c'mon.."

Hope you enjoyed!!

Requests are open!!

[ghosttotheparty]

love me softly p9

i finally figured out what the plot is (probably) going to be scroll to the bottom for updates <333

part eight

tw; eddie talks about his fathers abuse and mentions police and hospitalisation

Eddie’s new favourite pastime might be kissing Steve Harrington.

He loves how Steve buries his fingers in his hair and tugs at his necklaces and wraps his arms around his neck, and how steady he feels on Eddie’s lap. He loves how he can feel Steve’s smile against his mouth, and how he can feel Steve’s breath on his face, and how he can hear the slick slide of their lips. He loves how Steve holds his face in his hands, how he kisses him so intentionally, like he means every single one.

Steve turned the movie off a while ago, reaching and leaning across the sofa without getting up from Eddie’s lap, reaching and reaching for the remote until Eddie finally tilted to the side, shifting him just enough to grab it finally. They were both giggling, struggling to sit up straight again, and Steve turned the television off over his shoulder before he crashed their mouths together.

Neither of them have said a lot, but they don’t really need to.

Steve keeps making these soft, tiny sounds in the back of his throat, almost whimpers but not quite, and every sound lights Eddie’s nerves up. He knows Steve is more experienced than him, that Eddie’s only kissed two girls (both of them when he was in elementary school, one of them an accident) and one boy (the one on his lap), and that Steve actually knows what he’s doing, but he doesn’t really care.

He doesn’t care that Steve’s kissed so many people, because he’s not kissing them right now, he’s kissing Eddie.

He’s grinning and catching Eddie’s lip between his teeth and playing with his curls and pulling on his necklaces, and Eddie thinks he might be dying.

Steve starts giggling after a while, so hard that he needs to stop kissing Eddie, and Eddie beams, raising his eyebrows as he watches. Steve’s eyes are squeezed shut, and he’s smiling so brightly Eddie wants to cry.

“What��s so funny?” Eddie asks, his voice rough, and Steve shakes his head.

“Nothing, sorry,” he says, still laughing.

“Nothing, but you’re cracking up while we’re making out.” He slides his hands over Steve’s waist. Eddie loves how soft he is just above the waistband of his pants. “Should I take offence?”

“No,” Steve says, shaking his head, holding Eddie’s face. “God, no, I’m just…” His giggling subsides, but he’s still smiling, wide-eyed. “I’m… I’m having fun.”

Eddie blinks, his smile faltering, and he reaches up to touch Steve’s cheek.

“I’ve— I’ve kissed people, and I liked kissing them but I’ve never…” Steve stammers out, his fingers pressing into Eddie’s skin softly. “I’ve never felt like this before.”

“Oh,” Eddie breathes.

Steve just stares down at him, a smile still teasing his lips, and Eddie blinks again.

“I’ve only kissed two girls,” Eddie says, squeezing Steve’s waist. “One was when I was eight and the other when I was ten, and the first one was an accident, and the other one was a dare, so I don’t think either of them really count, so…” He stops himself from rambling.

“I’m your first kiss?” Steve asks, hushed.

“Uh. Yeah.”

Steve blinks, settling on his lap and slouching a little bit, still holding his face.

“And?” he asks hesitantly. “How’m I doing?”

“Fucking A plus, Stevie,” Eddie says, wide-eyed, and Steve grins, his nose scrunching adorably. “Holy shit.”

“Yeah?” Steve giggles, and Eddie nods, gazing up at him.

“I’m— I’m having fun too.”

Steve is grinning, and Eddie’s face hurts because he’s smiling so much.

“Can I kiss you again?” Steve asks softly, his fingertips brushing over Eddie’s cheek.

“Yes,” Eddie says firmly, looking up, pleading. “I’d like that.”

So Steve kisses him. And Eddie’s hands slide to the small of his back, pulling him closer, his fingertips slipping under the fabric of his shirt.

Steve smiles against Eddie’s lips, and Eddie might be ascending, because Steve’s tongue slips across Eddie’s lower lip. Eddie gasps, his head tilting back as his mouth falls open, and his hand clutches at Steve’s back, sliding up under his shirt. Steve gasps.

“Is that okay?” Eddie asks, pulling away.

“Yeah,” Steve says breathlessly. “I, uhm. I like how your rings feel.”

“Yeah?” Eddie slides his hands over Steve’s back, watching with a smile as Steve’s eyes close and he sighs. “Feels good?”

“Mhmm.”

Steve kisses him again, his arms wrapping around Eddie’s neck as he slowly, almost lazily, licks into his mouth. Eddie moves his hands over his whole back, up until he’s almost touching the back of his neck, down just over the waistband of his pants, over his spine and over his waist. He’s so warm. Eddie knows his rings must be cold, but Steve likes it.

When they part, their lips are shining, and they’re both breathing hard. Steve’s hands are steady on Eddie’s neck. Eddie wonders if he can feel his pulse.

“I, uhm…” He pauses, hesitates, his thumbs running back and forth over Steve’s skin. Steve’s eyes open, also shining brightly, and he looks at Eddie in that way he always does when he looks at him: softly, patiently. Kindly. “I don’t think I’m… ready. For, like… sex.”

Steve shakes his head, sliding his hands to hold Eddie’s jaw.

“That’s okay,” he says softly. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”

“Okay,” Eddie breathes. Steve touches his cheek, almost petting it.

“I like doing this,” he says quietly. “Just touching you.”

“God, I like you so much,” Eddie says softly. “You’re so…”

“So what?” Steve asks, touching Eddie’s lip.

Eddie shrugs weakly, his hands tightening on Steve.

“Amazing.”

Steve just furrows his brows, smiling like he doesn’t believe him, and he kisses him again.

They kiss slowly, leisurely, like they have all the time in the world. They kind of do. Neither of them have anywhere to be, no one’s looking or waiting for them, and they know it. So they stay here, pressed together, touching and holding and kissing in this big empty house.

They end up laying down on the sofa, Steve between Eddie’s legs as he kisses down his neck slowly. Eddie always wondered what this would feel like. Turns out, it feels really fucking good. Steve is so gentle with him, every kiss soft and slow and careful, and even when he moves down, and meticulously tugs the collar of Eddie’s t-shirt down, he feels so gentle that Eddie feels like he could fall asleep.

Steve asks if he can leave a mark. He’s touching Eddie’s collarbone, his finger running back and forth. Eddie closes his eyes and nods. Says yes out loud just in case. There’s a silent moment before he feels Steve’s breath on his skin, and then he feels his tongue, and Eddie swears quietly. Steve’s lips curve into a smile against his skin, and then he bites down gently. Eddie bites his lip while Steve sucks on his skin, baring his throat to him and gripping the back of his t-shirt.

Steve stops when he’s satisfied, licks the mark one last time before he lays on Eddie’s chest with a soft sigh.

Eddie’s lips are sore. It feels good. He pushes his fingers into Steve’s hair, combs through it and tugs lightly when Steve hums.

They’re quiet, laying together in the dim living room. Eddie can feel Steve’s head rising and falling with every one of Eddie’s. breaths.

“Hey, Stevie?” Eddie says quietly after a while.

“Mhmm?”

“Is it okay if I tell some people about us?”

Steve is quiet for a moment.

“Who?”

“My uncle. And my best friend. And his mom, because she knows everything,” Eddie says, smiling when Steve laughs softly. “They won’t tell anyone.”

“Sure.”

“Okay.”

There’s a quiet moment again.

“Did you…” Steve hesitates, shifting on Eddie’s chest. Eddie plays with his hair. “Did you tell them you like boys?”

“Yeah.”

“…How?”

“Uhm.” Eddie sighs, settles into the sofa, combs Steve’s hair as Steve tucks his fingertips under Eddie’s t-shirt. “I told you about my dad.”

“Yeah. The shithead.”

“Yeah. When I was little, I didn’t… realise there was anything wrong with liking boys. Which— I mean, there isn’t, but… I mentioned it to my dad once, and he…” Eddie hesitates, biting his lip, staring at the ceiling. Remembering. “Lost his shit.”

Steve’s fingers slide further under his shirt.

“Neighbours called the cops,” Eddie continues, remembering the way the red and blue lights lit up the living room. “Dad told them I’m a queer because he thought that was a good excuse to beat up a kid. Cops visited me in the hospital and called Wayne. Told him everything.”

“Shit,” Steve says succinctly.

“Yeah.” Eddie sighs again. “We never really talked about it. We never really had to.”

“He’s cool with it?”

“Yeah,” Eddie says again. Steve’s hand is warm. “Told him I was coming over to yours and he definitely knew. Said I got myself an artist.”

Steve hums.

“Told Gareth because I was having a shit day,” Eddie continues. “Realised I had a debilitating crush on you and was pissed.”

“You were mad you liked me?” Steve asks, laughing, and Eddie grins.

“Obviously,” he says. “Never woulda thought I’d have a chance with you.”

Steve lifts his head, leaning up to kiss him, smiling, and then he sets his chin on Eddie’s chest.

“How’d you tell him?”

“He let me bitch for a while. Slam some drawers shut and whatever. Then I just… said I like boys. And he said okay. Then he let me bitch some more about how I like polo shirt wearing normies.”

Steve grins so brightly his eyes squeeze shut.

“You don’t like my polos?”

“I like your polos on you,” Eddie says. “But you’d also look cute in a battle vest I think.”

“Battle vest?” Steve asks quietly.

“Like a denim jacket with ripped off sleeves.” Steve’s eyebrows raise. “With some patches and pins and shit. You’d look hot.”

“You think?”

“Fuck yeah.”

Steve beams.

“How’d you tell his mom?” he asks.

“Gareth told her. She’s kind of… everyone’s mom. She knows everything. So he asked if he could tell her, and I asked him how she’d react, and he said he’d find out.”

“How’d he find out?” Steve whispers. Eddie smiles, pushing Steve’s hair back.

“He went to her,” he says, watching Steve’s eyes shine. “And asked what she’d think if he was gay. And she hugged him and said it was okay and she loves him and nothing can change that, yadda yadda.” Steve snickers, pressing his fingertips into Eddie’s waist. “And he said ‘Okay cool, I’m not gay, but Eddie is,’ and she said ‘Oh, that’s fine too.’”

Steve giggles, tilting his head before he lays back down.

“She sounds cool.”

“She is,” Eddie agrees. “Think you’d like her.”

Steve sighs, stretching his legs out and settling heavily against Eddie.

“You wanna tell someone?” Eddie asks.

“Don’t really have anyone to tell.”

Eddie hums softly.

“You wanna tell me?”

Steve looks up again, grinning.

“I like boys,” he whispers.

“Do you?” Eddie whispers back, raising his eyebrows and acting surprised, beaming. Steve nods.

“I especially like this one boy,” he says excitedly, quietly.

“Tell me about him.”

Steve sighs, staring at him for a moment.

“He’s so pretty,” he says finally. “Like— He’s the prettiest boy I’ve ever seen. He has the softest hair. And he makes me laugh, even when I feel like shit.”

Eddie blinks, combing through Steve’s hair again as he listens intently.

“I swear it’s like he knows me better than myself,” Steve continues. “Always knows just how to make me laugh.”

Eddie smiles softly, touching his cheek.

“I really, really like him,” Steve says softly.

“Kiss me.”

Steve kisses him. He presses him into the sofa, almost holding him down, and Eddie wraps his legs around him, holding him against himself.

“‘S nice,” he murmurs when Steve pulls away. His lip tingles from Steve nibbling on it, and Steve bruise his face in Eddie’s neck, sighing and leaving soft kisses on him. Eddie can feel the moment Steve falls asleep. Steve is heavy on top of him, his breath warm on Eddie’s skin, his lips still pressed against him.

Eddie stares up at the ceiling for a while, gently tugging Steve’s shirt up his back and smiling when Steve shifts to let him, so he can drag his fingers over his skin. Steve hums softly in his sleep, nuzzling into Eddie’s neck, and Eddie fucking loves him.

He goes home around noon the next day because Steve’s friends are going to come over. He kisses Steve goodbye by the door, his hand tucked up under his shirt, Steve’s fingers holding his chin. The goodbye kiss lasts too long to actually be a goodbye kiss, really, and the thought makes Eddie giggle softly as Steve presses him into the wall to kiss him harder.

“I’m gonna miss you,” Steve whines into his mouth, holding his face. Eddie holds his waist, pulling him closer so their bodies press and he’s trapped between Steve and the wall.

“Monday, baby,” Eddie says softly before he licks into Steve mouth the way Steve did to him last night.

“Monday.”

He goes to Gareth’s after he finally leaves, grinning giddily to himself. Gareth opens the door and raises an eyebrow at him.

“What’s going on?”

“I have news,” Eddie says quickly. “Where’s your mother?”

“Kitchen.”

Eddie kicks his shoes off at the door and heads down the hall, singing Mother! loudly until he walks into the kitchen. She’s wearing her favourite apron again (hand sewn and gifted from her ex-mother in law), mixing a bowl of batter.

“Hi, Eddie,” she says brightly, smiling so her eyes squeeze shut and deepen her wrinkles. “What’s going on?”

“Eddie has news,” Gareth says, shoving past him to get into the kitchen and opening the fridge. Linda looks at Eddie, wide-eyed and smiling as he grins, and Gareth reaches into the fridge to get out a juice box, leaning against the fridge as he looks at Eddie expectantly.

“…Steve kissed me.”

Gareth drops the juice box. Linda screams. Eddie cackles.

Linda sets the bowl down and bounces over to hug Eddie tightly, rocking him back and forth as he laughs, and Gareth is grinned, his jaw still hanging open in shock, and the kitchen feels a little brighter.

“When?” Gareth says when Linda finally releases Eddie. “How? Why?”

“Why?” Eddie makes a face at him. “Asshole.”

Linda laughs again, patting Eddie’s cheek before she goes back to the batter bowl.

“When’d he kiss you, Eddie?” she asks lightly.

“Last night,” Eddie says, giddy. He goes to sit on the table as Gareth picks his juice box back up. “He invited me over, and I went after Wayne left for work, and we… hung out. And he kissed me. And then we made out for approximately four hours.”

Linda coos brightly, teasingly, and his cheeks flush as he grins again.

“Gross,” Gareth says dryly, and Eddie flips him off, his smile unfaltering, as Linda shoots him a look and flicks the spoon at him, spatter some batter on him. “Mom!”

Eddie laughs again, wiggling where he’s sitting because he’s so happy.

“Wait,” Gareth says as he’s wiping batter off his cheek and eating it. “He’s not just doing this because you’re into guys, right? Like he not, like, using you or something? ‘Cause if he is, I swear to God I’ll kill him.”

Eddie grins, his heart swelling at the earnestness in Gareth’s eyes, and he shakes his head.

“He’s not. He likes me.”

“You’re sure?”

“I’m sure.”

Gareth finally punches the straw into the juice box and takes a sip, staring Eddie until he nods approvingly.

“That’s pretty cool, man.”

Linda lets Eddie lick the bowl when she’s done.

part ten

read on ao3

okay here are the updates: 1) this is an au so nothing from canon actually happens 2) steve is a junior (17) and eddie is a senior (18) 3) plot is going going to be focussed on steve’s abuse and his self discovery (it’s still gonna be eddie’s pov) (punk steve hello) which means that some chapters may be heavier than others (i’ll include tws at the beginnings; let me know if anything needs an extra warning!) 4) kind of a spoiler but tommy is going to get a redemption bc i want steve to have friends and i feel like so many ppl forget that they were Best Friends

taglist: tag list: @loverkasp @confusionocturne @vecnuthy @michael-the-angelo @three-possums-playing-human @theysherobinbuckley @silentiumdelirium

[seishirology]

KARASU TABITO + BOYFRIEND HEADCANONS

hey guys i'm back. i hate physics yeah. anywys today i provide u with karasu hcs

includes : karasu

A/N : my opinions only!! i haven't really been keeping up with blue lock as much lately bc school. tomorrow is our last day before spring break i can't wait. also i won't be able to update much bc my tumblr is having issues w/posting so i'm gonna have to figure it out soon. might be a little shorter

KARASU TABITO

first and very much foremost karasu is a cutie <333 but he has retained his fourteen year old mid-puberty humor that he had back when he was a senior in middle school.

he loves nicknames and will call you anything, he somehow gets away with it even if it's something very out of the ordinary and stuff. he mainly just calls you your name with '-chan' after it or shortens your name.

a big sap, and sometimes when he's in the mood he'll refer to you as sweetheart, or even honey, kinda like an old man. his whole switch just fuckin' flips it's adorable.

likes to do what he enjoys with you. especially if you are willing to play soccer with him, his heart just does flips the whole time. he teaches you how to dribble and stuff, if you already play soccer he'll challenge you to a match.

if you play another sport he'll take time to learn about it and pretend to know nothing and have you teach him. he'll practice in secret before you even show him anything so that you think he's a genius. but sometimes he'll slip up and say things before you teach him and he has to admit it that he has been searching shit up

tweets about you all the DAMN TIME. like literally it blows up his follower's phones. especially on his spam account for you, which has only you and eita on it. so like during class eita's phone is just vibrating while karasu types away on his phone

isn't really a pda guy. prefers to keep physical affection to a minimum in public, unless of course there's not a lot of people. it's not because he's ashamed of you but rather he gets shy when doing that stuff in front of people who aren't eita. also because he knows some people don't want to see it.

likes to send you good morning and good night texts. and they're always small paragraphs, sometimes they're about how much he appreciates you, or about his day, something he's looking forward to or something he wishes didn't happen. he's quite open with you.

loves going on simple dates, like walking in the park, hiking, just driving around or going shopping together. it gives him some sort of butterflies that just don't calm down, they give him a taste of the married life.

loves napping/sleeping with you. loves that when he wakes up you're the first thing he sees in the morning, and it makes him want to marry you even more. so when he had to go to blue lock he was very disappointed, but he face times you every moment he gets so it isn't too bad.

knows that communication is key and will try to fix misunderstandings. he doesn't like it when things aren't right. he especially hates it when you get mad at him or if you think he did something wrong.

isn't afraid of breaking up with you, but while you guys are dating he'll treat you very well. lowkey he's the type to switch around his lovers once he gets bored ngl.

doesn't know how to fucking comfort u at all when you're sad. so he either just holds you or ignores you until you "feel better". so that means you have to pull yourself together sometimes.

fighting with him is a pain because he doesn’t like to make you cry, but he also hates losing and it doesn’t matter who he’s fighting with he has to win. So that means he will fight with you as if you were just another girl and not his girlfriend

all in all he’s an okay boyfriend, nothing too outstanding besides his looks 6/10

[subdee]

B and E for the ask game?

Pretending I answered this two days ago... Aha.

B:  What was the first fandom you read fic in?  Which was the first you wrote fic for?

First fandom: It was Ranma 1/2! In second grade we got a PC for the first time, a few years later we got a dial-up internet connection. The only people on the internet at that time - as far as I knew anyway - were adult nerds and college students. The college students had the fast college internet, so their pages were unusable because they all had huge fancy anime JPEG headers that took 10 minutes to load.

I starting reading fanfiction because plaintext loaded quicker, and my favorite page on the entire internet was someone's boring HTML page that was literally nothing but a manually-updated list of links to every Ranma/Akane fanfiction that existed on the internet in English.

I was probably in 6th or 7th grade. I'd never read the comics, which were expensive as they were still being sold in the western comics format, where you charged a lot of $$$ for a small number of (flipped) pages. The tankobans came out a year or two later. I'm probably mixing all this up. I saw some of the anime, eventually, renting tapes from a going out of business video rental store near my high school boyfriend's house.

Uhh where was I. Yeah, to this day I've never seen or read all of Ranma 1/2, but I read literally every English language Ranma/Akane fanfic that existed on the internet circa 1995. I liked the ones where Akane was in love with girl Ranma, and Ranma didn't care that they were dating a lesbian, the best.

First fandom I wrote in: Naruto! I was still in high school, or maybe just starting college? I started some ambitious WIP, specofically to make friends with a group of livejournalers whose blogs I'd been lurking for several years (I succeeded in this btw, just not with the Naruto fic - with Death Note mainly). Since I didn't have any real plan for the fic, I didn't make it very far before I gave up.

There's another one I wrote, close to around that time, that I wish I could orphan or at least delete from my ff.net account, but alas I can't as the email I used to sign up for ff.net no longer exists. It was a fic about Sasuke and Hinata in an arranged marriage, there's a rape in it, I wrote it as a proof of concept for how horrible that pairing would be, but it got positive feedback from Sasuke fans invested in how I was going to redeem him. Yeah, lesson learned, never write an anti-fic.

E: What character do you identify with most?  Is there a certain fic of yours that captures these qualities particularly well?

Hmmmmmm. Usually I'd say, Yukino Arizawa from His and Her circumstances? She is insanely competitive and ambitious but hides it so she can get more adulation from her high school fanbase. I'm not exactly like this but I admire it, and it's closer to my mental image of myself than the majority of female characters. "They think I'm sweet, but I want to beat them all into the ground with the best test scores, best grades, AND be the best athlete! Haha!"

In general I'm not really trying to write characters who are like me when I write, though. It's like, write my essay about the canon, pretend it's fiction and not an essay; or join a fandom event to make friends and write an AU I can put some of my personal experiences in to make it more interesting. Fanfic as a social thing, more than a way to explore myself.

I'll plug the way I wrote Ging (HxH) in "Pariging Coffee Shop AU" though (though you just said you don't read AUs and especially not coffee shop AUs). I like the way he's a mystery in that and then... Revealed to be SOMEWHAT interesting but in a way that only appeals to like, the niche of the niche. (Academic genius only popular among sociology grad students, etc.) Hah.

Here's the fic:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32737069

Thanks for the ask <333

[lollytea]

Hi miss lollytea! I'm the glasses anon, (the one who was feeling insecure bc she was getting glasses and came to u for advice)

So I got my glasses yesterday, and when I looked into the mirror, I thought, "Huh... I look like a cutie"

I think it was mainly bc the entire day I was hyping myself up by rationalizing: "Well even if I look like shit I can't do anything about it. I need these for my sight, and if I don't use them, my eyes will get worse. My friends are all super supportive of me, so they wouldn't be mean, and if somebody I dont care for is acting shitty or rude, I can just bite / slap them. Or yell at them.

Anyway, when I looked into the mirror I remembered your advice and maybe it was just me being a little self-absorbed, I thought, "Wait I look cute???" Like, the glasses frame my face well (I was mainly worried about that bc my face is small), but they look great!" And, weirdly (it might have been a trick of the light) but they seemed to bring my dimples out.

So I was pretty happy (especially when I sent a pic to my friends on the group chat and they all called me adorable)

And, the guy I like was super nice and gave me tips, like how the cloth in the case doesn't really help him, and how to avoid to getting them fogged, and when I complained to him it felt kinda weird bc there's now weight on the bridge of my nose, he was like, "ha, yeah, that'll take a few days to get used to."

So, I wanted to tell you: THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!! Your advice really helped and lifted my heart, especially bc you listened to my silly little rant. Thank you!! It really quelled my anxiety. (Also, if I may— you also look super cute in your glasses!)

(PS— if this ask seems weird, or annoys u in any way (ik it probably will seem weird, sorry), feel free to delete it haha. Just wanted to say again, tysm!!! You're an awesome person who deserves all the love ever <3. Hope u have a great day / night!)

Aaaaa!!! That's an amazing update I'm so happy for you!!!! <333

Heres cuties

[jellifysh]

Hi! I honestly admire you for studying and writing such high quality stories at the same time - I could never 😂 Just wanted to check up on how your schoolwork is doing and what did you have for lunch ? (That's my fav small talk question lol) (and also kinda want to ask if you're planning on updating fake love - absolutely no pressure, school's too much for me too - but I just need the reasurance that it's not entirely dropped 😭 too many bad memories on that one - I have a bts ff that cured all my mental illnesses that was updated last in 2020 (we don't talk abt that 😀))

So overall, thank you so much for gracing us with your work. 🔥🔥🔥🔥

🥹🥹 stop I’m gonna cry

thank you so much I do my best <333 my schoolwork is going great honestly, I’m so genuinely interested j what I’m learning in class it’s insane, I swear second semester is always better,, I had this bbq chicken wrap that I also had yesterday but it tasted so much better omgg I ate it today and I felt like it was turning to ash it was insane,, I’m actually planning on updating fake love next! I was thinking abt it and I’ll probably switch to alternating between the two stories since I’m updating less, so the next update will be FL then RWY then FL again and so on,, so like yeah it’s coming up next, trust me I have bad memories too lol I don’t plan on dropping any of my stories rn :) FL is still in the beginning stages even so I’m not even done world building which is so crazy to me, like I still have to build up the gaslighting that bts is doing to mc lmaooooo

[mcyt-peach]

Hey!!

Can you do a cc!schlatt x fem!reader pls?

I was just thinking abt it bc sneeg just had his wedding and there was a bunch of pics of a lot of content creators and maybe you and schlatt went together, had cute outfits, posted some stuff of the wedding (and the two you) on insta or Twitter?

Thanks!!! Have a good day <333

- Anon m

being schlatt's plus one at sneeg's wedding

⋆｡˚ summary: sneeg's wedding may as well be the event of the year with how eventful it gets for you and Schlatt

⋆｡˚ pairing: cc!schlatt x fem!reader

⋆｡˚ warnings: reader uses she/her pronouns, mentions of weapons (non serious)

⋆｡˚ note: welcome anon m and good job coming in with your first request being such a banger, hope you enjoy it because it was so fun to write

you’re lucky you were even able to snag the invitation out of Schlatt’s hands before he tossed it into the recycling along with the other mail, a habit you’d given up on correcting

quickly finding the date and RSVPing, you made sure to mark the event in every calendar in the house, leaving notes and sending reminder texts to Schlatt to keep him updated

getting Schlatt to agree on an outfit was like trying to put a coat on a toddler who did NOT want to wear a coat

eventually, you were able to wrangle him into a suit, deciding to compromise and let him keep the headband on

with your outfit, hair and makeup set, the two of you set off to the wedding

the ceremony was beautiful, of course, but the reception was what everyone was really looking forward to

getting to see so many people you had only ever met through Schlatt’s screen in person was beyond exciting once you got past the nerves

Schlatt was more than happy to walk around and show you off to the other friends and family of the happy couple

Ted was a familiar face and you couldn’t help but hang around him while your boyfriend went into content creator mode for the few guests filming

the two of you thought you were slick, sneaking photos of Schlatt while he wasn’t looking and posting them online with dumb captions

of course, the more friendly members of the party, like Wilbur and Phil, made their way over to the table to copy you and Ted

Schlatt let you have his fun before joining for more pictures, at one point, producing a small flip knife from his inner coat pocket

“You really let him bring that?” Ted asked you while Phil took a picture of Wilbur smiling next to Schlatt, knife in hand

sighing at the memory you answer him, “You should be grateful I caught the gun before he could stowe it in the car.” you refer to the fake weapon your boyfriend had taken to carrying around with him

pictures taken and music blasting, most of the party had moved to the center of the floor, where you danced

Schlatt sat with your fancy shoes, having commandeered them so he wouldn’t have to give you calf massages tomorrow because you partied to hard and got a cramp

Sneeg joined him, pulling up a chair and slumping down in it, clearly happy but still tired from the day’s events

“How’s it feel to be a married man?” Schlatt clapped a hand on his friend’s shoulder

Sneeg followed Schlatt’s eyes to where you were dancing around with the new bride, laughing and twirling across the floor, “Ehh, you’ll find out soon enough.”

Schlatt’s hand slides off his shoulder, eyebrows pinched together, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“C’mon man, I know you gotta have the ring picked out and everything by now. Dontcha?” Sneeg bumped his shoulder against the tall man

“Yeah.” Schlatt thought back to the tiny box stuffed into one of his drawers at home, “Maybe I do.”

[dwaeki]

beomgyu as ur bf ! (random headcanons)

pairing: beomgyu x gn!reader

genre: fluff, comedy

warnings: none other than poorly written fluff, intended lower case and maybe some spelling errors :D

a/n: YET AGAIN I WENT WITH THE FLOW SO SORRY IF IT'S KINDA BAD- keep in mind that english isnt my first language thank you <3

another one of my ults nfakjnglkejngr

you're dating a clown-

honestly, how do u even survive because he's actually so annoying

but he loves you though, i promise <3

an actual brat.

teases you a LOT !!! but never in a mean way.

if you trip over your own feet and fall, he's probably going to laugh at you, offering his hand to help you up but then quickly pulling it back to mess with you!

or if you accidentally drop your phone, spill some water on yourself, etc. he's going to tease you,

"y/n, what are you? a 3 year old?? you can't even walk without tripping, HAH, DUMMY!!!!"

loves to push your buttons to get different reactions out of you :D

he's quite empathetic though, so it's never his intention to hurt your feelings by poking fun at you.

if he notices that his teasing is making you uncomfortable or insecure he will not hesitate to stop,

making you feel loved and appreciated is his number one priority <3

he's determined to make you laugh, because when he hears you giggle... phew he's on cloud 9,

knowing the fact that he's the reason you're grinning from ear to ear is just such an ego boost :(

he will do anything to make you smile and i mean anything...

even if it results in him looking like a fool 😞

you two go grocery shopping together <3

honestly, he sometimes embarrasses you to the point where you regret bringing him with you in the first place 😐

like you've literally just entered the store and he's already whining, asking if you're done yet so you can finally go home and cuddle at once !! :/

it's usually just you doing all the shopping while he follows you around,

he's just there to assist you when you can't reach the high shelves‼️

the store you go to is pretty small and very close to your neighborhood, so you're basically familiar with everyone who visits it.

there's this one sweet lady with a kid around the age of 10, and beomgyu swears that "the child is a devil!!"

he has already made enemies... with a 10 year old-

you had to apologize to his mom multiple times because your 20 year old boyfriend couldn't stop bickering with her son.

he also helps you do your chores !!

he's very playful, hence anything can be fun if beomgyu's around :D even boring things like washing the dishes or cleaning your room (no offense to whoever likes it)

he turns everything into a game, a competition to be more precise...

"whoever finishes washing the dishes last has to buy the winner their favorite snack 😋😋"

even if he wins, he still ends up buying you the food of your choice, not letting you spend a single penny on him!!

he competes with you just to rile you up, making bets such as the one mentioned above to keep you determined, not because he actually wants you to do anything for him.

except giving him your undying love and affection of course :D

he's literally so clingy

you usually visit him at the dorms when he's not busy

the second he hears you knock on the door he's quite literally sprinting towards you

you can hear the members complain that he almost pushed them over

once your boyfriend opens the door, he engulfs you in a tight, bear hug™, picking you up and spinning you around, making sure he crushed every single bone in your body <3

the others just watch you get the air knocked out of your lungs in amusement.

speaking of the members, beomgyu always dreamed of you getting along with his best friends,

but once his dream came true he kinda wished it never did </3

you get along a little too well for his liking :/

how come you just laughed at one of yeonjun's jokes right in front of your toddler boyfriend?!?!??!

unacceptable!!

the entire night he either tries to crack as many jokes as possible to "redeem himself", glaring at an oblivious (and also mildly concerned) yeonjun from time to time

or he starts being poutier and clingier than usual, asking for a kiss every 5 minutes or straight up just dragging you to his bedroom and not letting you go until you cuddle for at least an hour

but in all honesty, he's so relieved that you and the boys are bonding !!

you having a good relationship with his friends is very important to him <3

he's not jealous at all because he knows that you love him and him only :)

he babies you to no end !! (even if you're older than him)

you do something as simple as drink water and he just coos at you

"AWW !!! you look so cute when you drink water like that :("

your number one fan!!!!!

hypes you up and brags about you to everyone <3

if you're wearing a new outfit he will notice right away and just stare at you in awe the second he sees you, won't forget to comment on how gorgeous/handsome you look ;)

also likes it when u compliment him back, it really means a lot <3

please keep feeding his ego he loves it when you notice small details, it makes his heart flutter

you two nap together a lot

if you're not the one for naps you just lay there, next to him, his arms wrapped around your frame tightly as he nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck, sleeping peacefully.

he looks so peaceful and cute when he's not annoying the hell out of you <333

you sometimes snap pictures of his sleeping state and then set it as your wallpaper/lockscreen :D

once gyu found out about your little antics he got extremely cocky

if you ever changed your lock screen to anything but him, he'd get all whiney, begging for you to change it back

also snaps a few pics of you sleeping/just existing peacefully and puts it as his so you two can have "matching wallpapers" <33

he also lends you his jacket if you're ever feeling cold

lives for how cute you look basically buried in his jacket, sighing in content as you're finally warming up a little

if you get tired from walking he's going to give you a piggyback ride <333

laughs and giggles as he lifts you up from the ground, your chest flushed against his back as he carries you to your destination :)

if you did something that upset him and he's scolding you he's just gonna:

"y/n, you're such a dummy!" *holds your hand* "that was very careless of you," *kisses your forehead* "i want you to know that i am very angry at you." *cuddles you aggressively*

while most of your dates are at home,

amusement park dates are very common as well :D

you go on various roller coasters, circular rides, take a few breaks in between and get ice cream or cotton candy

but your favorite ride by far are the bumper cars!

you just race, crash into each other at full speed or get into the same car and absolutely destroy your competition !! (the competition in question are just a bunch of 7 year old kids trying to have fun)

he seranades you :(

learns a bunch of love songs that remind him of you on guitar and sings them to you whenever you're able to hang out <3

he has a playlist full of love songs dedicated to you

offers to give you some free guitar lessons, if you ever want to learn how to play yourself :)

you both also have a collaborative playlist on spotify, along with playlists for each other you update regularly <33

when he's sleepy he's so soft with you :(

he's looking at you with hooded eyes full of love and adoration, you can tell that he's trying his best to stay awake for a little longer, but his eyelids are getting heavier by the second, his voice lower than before

"hey, y/n... you know i love you right? i love you so much that my heart aches whenever i look at you..."

pulls you in closer, if that's even possible, and holds you gently as if you were going to break if he wasn't careful enough,

probably leaves feather kisses all over your collarbone before whispering a one last "i love you" for the night and falls asleep.

yeah... thoughts are being thunk right now y'all-

he really loves you to the moon and back :(

overall your relationship is very chaotic and just.. weird in general.

good luck dealing w/his bs <3

[jonnnysuh]

Dating Vernon would include

A/N: This one's for 2 people: 1. Bee @vernonsnostrils bc she thinks this man is the dumbest man in the world and 2. Me bc I think he's the most annoying man in the world (we mean this in the most loving way possible ofc)

Series Masterlist

Crushing Stages:

He’s seen many beautiful things in his lifetime, but he needs something of substance

Someone who has a passion, and isn’t afraid to make a nasty sandwich at 3 in the morning. Bonus points if they snort when they laugh

I feel like he’s very slow and meticulous about falling for someone

Is more interested in intriguing answers and someone with a good heart

Very about natural chemistry and doesn’t force anything

So when he figures out that you two work well together you slowly see him put more effort into the conversation, offers to do you favours, always asks for your input, and sets up jokes for you

Dating:

Omfg are u ready

Him randomly busting into the room you’re in and SINGING OFF KEY

BUT HE’S HAVING SO MUCH FUN

LET HIM PERFORM 🤬 OR ELSE

He always repeats what you say when he thinks it's funny

Motherfucker is a PARROT or something

Not a man of many words but sOooo many facial expressions

Can communicate with each other with just a look, there's no need for words

Will let you tell your story but make you tell it again bc “wait sorry I wasn’t listening”

OUT OF POCKET COMMENTS

SO MANY OUT OF POCKET COMMENTS

He’s comfortable enough to say what he’s thinking and he doesn’t mean for it to come off mean but it just kind of is sometimes LMAO

ESPECIALLY when he's shocked

Can be very gentle around you

One time when he put a bandage around your wounded finger, you caught him contemplating for a moment

He placed a small kiss on the injured finger and interlaced his fingers with yours, holding it for the first time

When he kisses your forehead he smooths out your hair <333

Honestly the chillest human being in the world

Netflix movie marathons

Binging shows/movies (or just watching a series together) and having long ass conversations to discuss what you've just watched

BRO VERNON HIDING BEHIND A PILLOW AT CRINGY MOVIE SHIT

If one of you watches ahead of the other you're DEAD

He'll literally look at you like 😦 you betrayed me

There are some things he'll let only you do

Like straighten his hair or paint his nails

That’s reserved strictly for you

Asks you deep questions out of no where

Laughs during the build up of the kiss

Steals parts of what you're eating

Imagine sitting on the kitchen floor with Vernon at 2am and trying not to laugh

You slipped on something, and thankfully he was close enough to catch you but for a split second you could see him contemplate whether to eat his banana bread or help you

So he went "AH", stuffed the banana bread in his mouth, and then tried to keep you from falling

Accidentally sends other people texts meant for you

But he's not panicked????

NAPPING TOGETHER

I REPEAT NAPPING TOGETHER

He always wakes up hungry af

Keeps an extra charger for you in his room

But also why is his phone always at 13% if he has two chargers?????

Sends the most random update pictures

Sometimes there’s context and sometimes you have to guess what the fuck he meant by the picture of S Coups choking Hoshi while they’re both dressed in overalls

Remembers stuff you mentioned a while ago and will ask you about it

But cannot for the life of him remember an anniversary

Memes.

You already knew that tho.

Has little dance parties with you in the middle of the living room

His pet names of choice are:

Babe- every other traditional pet name makes him cringe,, this is as cheesy as he can go

Your childhood nickname- he heard your parent say it to you once and it just stuck. Only uses it to tease you

Gets embarrassed if you call him handsome or any compliment really

Always asks you how to do something

But bro google is FREE

lowkey he just likes when you explain things to him

Late night talks about conspiracy theories

Debating the dumbest shit

Likes to provoke you a bit,, like "oh yeah?" after you say something with confidence

Rough housing !!!!!!!! Like pushing or play wrestling

Is always losing his things

Good at distracting you when you’re mad at someone else

Like he thinks it’s funny as hell that you’re pissed off

But it’s more important that you don’t rip off someone’s head so he’ll be like “hey we should leave??? maybe?”

King of de-escalation

It takes a lot to get an “I love you” out of him but when he says it you know he means it

Almost having your own language??? It’s really just a few constant but obscure words

When he compliments you, it’s actually really touching and sincere. It’s more about your character than the way you look

It's never a dull moment with him. He's the calm to your crazy and you're his.

[hooniee]

— ꒰‧ you got caught, loser :)  *ೃ༄

↷jungwon x reader ⋯ ♡ᵎ

↷ genre: romance | fluff⋯ ♡ᵎ

↷warnings: none! ⋯ ♡ᵎ

♡ :: can i request a jungwon fluff piece where him and his s/o try to hide their relationship from the members (+ how they find out) 🥺 you don’t have to if your inbox is full👉🏻👈🏻 @serendipitysung

⇢˚⋆ ✎ author note: hi andi🥺 ,i’m sorry this took so long!  this is for you and i hope you enjoy it <333!  ˎˊ-

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ────── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .*

from the coordinating phone cases to the mysterious texts that have been popping up on jungwon’s phone but wouldn’t let the rest of the members see, everybody could tell that he was dating someone.

but who was it?

that’s what they needed to know and they had the perfect person for the job. the hyung line and sunoo gathered ni-ki in the kitchen.

at first, ni-ki was terrifed as his hyungs whispered among themselves, nodding at some silent agreement. he orignally thought he was in trouble for accidently spilling water on jay’s switch, which thankfully wasn’t this conversation. it would be chaos once jay found out but back to the point.

seeing his hyungs evil smirks, he knew that he wasn’t in trouble but SOMEONE was and ni-ki needed to be the one to do something. he rolled his eyes, noticing jungwon wasn’t there.

“okay, what did jungwon hyung do?”

the boys are taken aback by ni-ki’s sudden question and laugh. asking him how he knew, ni-ki responded on how painfully obvious they were being about trying to be sneaky and how jungwon was the only one who wasn’t there. they cut to the chase since there was no point in hiding it.

“we need you to spy on jungwon in school. it looks like he has a girlfriend but we don’t know who it is”

most of enhypen were in their last years of high school while jungwon and ni-ki were freshman. the only closest outlet to jungwon they could have would be ni-ki.

“what’s in it for me?”

“dumplings”

“deal”

ni-ki always wanted something in return for his jobs like the cheeky teenage boy he is. heeseung knew so he prepared a bunch of dumplings just like ni-ki likes.

the next day, ni-ki is preparing himself to “stalk” jungwon. he watches as he slips on his shoes and heads out the door, giving a small “i’m leaving” to jay in the kitchen. ni-ki eyes outside of his room before quickly hurrying down and slipping on his shoes.

jay winks at ni-ki to go get him and ni-ki is out the door. he hides behind a bush in front of their house, keeping a close eye on jungwon before someone comes from the side. he sees a girl with the same uniform as jungwon and before she turn around, ni-ki catches a glimpse of her face. his eyes widen and his jaw drops.

why was jungwon holding hands with (y/n)?

(y/n) was the boys neighbor and her mother was always kind enough to drop by and check in on them, (y/n) sometimes tagging along.

maybe the boys were blind to the fact of the heart eyes jungwon eyed you with when you stayed to chat, or the way you secretly shoot a ‘call me’ sign to jungwon before you left, making sure none of them saw it.

ni-ki quickly grabs his phone and snaps a picture just in case the hyungs need “evidence” and to “see it with their own eyes.”

ni-ki quietly follows behind, catching some weird stares of people passing by. he sees your fingers tightly intertwined while jungwon lightly swings your arms. you say something causing jungwon to burst into a fit of giggles. ni-ki externally cringes at how in love his hyung looked. not saying it was a bad thing for him to fall in love but it was gross seeing how much of a simp he was in 4k.

he keeps tabs on you guys all day, not missing a moment of love struck puppy jungwon. he updates the hyungs who almost passed out reading the text.

jay: you mean a different (y/n) right?

ni-ki: yeah, his classmate (y/n)

jay: oh see guys

sunoo: THAT’S THE SAME PERSON IDIOT

since jungwon’s hyungs+ni-ki are evil people, they decided to make a fun little thing for jungwon. they texted jungwon, saying they would be out for a while and he would have the house for himself for a while. they tell him, especially, that if he wanted to bring anyone over while they were gone, they would be fine. 

he caught the bait as ni-ki overheard yours and jungwon’s conversation.

“do you want to come over? my hyungs will be gone for a while, we can watch a movie together?”

jungwon shyly asks, his face glowing from the anxiousness that filled his body. ni-ki wanted to gag but held it in. ni-ki texted his hyungs

ni-ki: plan party confrontation start!

ni-ki heard your footsteps coming and quickly ran into the boys bathroom. making sure your footsteps were gone, ni-ki quickly ran out before texting his hyungs that they had around 15 minutes to set things up.

the house was a tornado. sunghoon was quick to make a poster, decorating it with some glitter. heeseung glanced at it with a ‘seriously?’ look before sunghoon shrugged it off.

sunoo took a piece of paper and ripped it into little shreds for confetti. jay took a little cupcake and put one of those huge birthday candles with the number 2. those were the only ones they had </3

jake kept a lookout to make sure they weren’t coming yet while heeseung blew up one sad looking balloon.

“they’re coming! HIDE”

jake yells out before the boys quickly duck, hearing the door jingle slightly. they could hear your muffled conversation before the door clicked. jungwon opened the door before being showered with white ripped up pieces of paper. he spits out the ones that fell in his mouth before looking around. 

you gasps, trying to find a place to hide before ni-ki comes from nowhere, wagging his finger in your face and ushering you into the house.

you looked at the “you got caught losers :)” poster that sunghoon had drew with a wonky smily face. random glitter colors were sprinkled all over while some specs decorated the floor. jay came up to you guys.

“great job on getting caught won, (y/n)”

he puts the cupcake with the burning candle in jungwon’s hand. the wax was starting to make it’s way down to the frosting. jungwon looked at jake before he ushered him

“go ahead, don’t be shy the two of you”

jungwon looked at you trying to hold back your smile. he rolls his eyes, putting the cupcake in between you. you look at each other before softly blowing to put out the glowering yellow flame.

jungwon was busy glaring at his hyung before feeling a smear of cold cream lay on his cheek. he turns to you but you already start to boot it.

“you won’t get away with this (y/n)” 

he chases after you, wrapping his arms around your waist to lock you in. you try to let out but you give up easily. 

“kiss it off”

jungwon gestures at the frosting. you sigh, leaning in to kiss off the frosting that you had put on his cheek.

the hyungs regret their life choices right now.

[atherix0]

HIII ive been trying to write this ask for a whole Day atp but writing these is a full time job lmaoo and Real Life (work….) has been kicking my ass so .

scar:( i feel so bad everytime he talks about his condition and. it's so fucked up that he can't make fairy rings safely, like, he's fae but he can't even do all of the stuff that's like second nature to other fae without hurting himself:(

the fact that small covens are being targeted and scar just found out that maybe (definitely) mumbo sees grian and him as his coven….. and now he wants to learn how to make fairy rings….. to keep grian and mumbo safe…. yeah i'm normal about this

grian waking up in scar's room, in scar's bed, with mumbo still asleep next to him, and immediately coming down with messy hair and all to greet scar<3 and then he took scar on a date right away<3 that's so gay of him<3

grian is very gay in this chapter in general. yeah dw grian, it's completely normal to call your friends tempting and alluring without even thinking about it, definitely platonic and not gay at all!! just bestie things right!!! AND THE ELVEN JEWELRY PIECE. HE BOUGHT IT HE'S SOOO. scar said yeah so it's a jewelry piece you give to elves to court them and grian's brain went I Need To Have It In My Possession For No Particular Reason. obssessed with him fr. i will go crazy if grian and mumbo give it to scar later....... oh and btw everyone who took one look at grian and scar that day totally thought they were boyfriends, they were acting soo<3 they make me sick fr<3

UGHHH GRIAN'S PAST..... god all the little glimpses into what his life used to be are so interesting, can't wait until it gets explored more<3 i'm looking at the tag about him not being a watcher /yet/ . and poor grian lmao scar just really made him have a Horrible realization by saying one sentence.

JELLIE!!!!!!! :3 i've been waiting for her to appear<33 and of course scar spoils her to hell and back, as he should<3 that's all i wanted to say, i just think jellie deserves her own paragraph<3

protective mumbo protective mumbo<33 he has to make sure that grian and scar are okay at all times, they're his priority<3 ahhh scar teasing grian about mumbo being worried about him while being totally oblivious to the fact that mumbo was worried about both of them . oh look, they went on another totally-not-da[GUNSHOT]

grian and mumbo heard scar mention dancing with someone else and they immediately had to know who it was, why did they dance together, what does scar mean by partner, they're not even trying to hide their jealousy lmaoo. AND YESS CUB MENTION CONVEX MENTION AHHHHH i love convex<33 i hope cub will make an appearance later :3 also i need to see scar dancing now . preferably with grian and mumbo<3

THE HAIR BRAIDING SCENE KILLED ME. IT'S SO CUTEEE AND SWEET AND GAY AND EVERYTHING I'VE WANTED AHHH<3 it made me so happy, i was smiling at my phone so hard when i was reading it :3 i just know grian has been wanting to braid scar's hair for ages. and scar let him and mumbo do it....... bc he trusts them and loves them..... AND IT MADE MUMBO REALIZE HE HAS FEELINGS FOR HIM . he took one look at scar and thought "oh shit, i might be in love with him", took a second look at scar and thought "oh shit, he might be in love with me too". and now he's thinking about how will grian react to this, little does he know grian has been a gay mess because of scar for the whole day and he's even ready for the proposal while they aren't even dating yet lmaoo<3 grian and mumbo are gonna have one hell of a talk soon huh . mumscarian will be real in 3 <333

OH AND ANOTHER UPDATE HAD DROPPED WHILE I WAS WRITING THIS (which has been a while, i'm very easily distracted lmao), I FEEL SPOILED . of course i had to go and read it and write a reaction to it too :3

OHH AND OF COURSE IT'S AMAZING. THE PROMISED GRIAN ANGST IS HERE . it's his time to suffer now huh. his poor wings:(( god but everything about this update was so fucking cool, i can't get over how good your writing is<3 the blood on the glyph, the fighting scenes, the feelings and angst and drama ahhh <33

scar and mumbo going to rescue grian and mumbo going completely feral<3333 i'm so obsessed with mumbo being Scary and Angry but still gentle with scar.... and scar is not afraid of him because he knows mumbo would never hurt him. someone kidnapped grian and mumbo will kill them when he finds them and he is seeing red right now but he will still touch scar gently,,,

doc my silly little guy<3 it's so sweet that grian really wanted to save him, i hope he will get lots of therapy now LMAO. especially after witnessing mumbo biting scar. yeah . definitely gonna need therapy after that

mumbo finally got to be a little feral and unhinged and violent<3 and got to kill people too<3 good for him tbh! AND OH MY GOD. THE FEEDING SCENE I'M SOOO NORMAL ABOUT IT (lying). scar had been fed on agaisnt his will recently and it was such a traumatic experience for him, but now mumbo is injured and needs his blood to heal and scar trusts him enough to let him feed on him ahhhh...... homoerotic blood drinking<3 mumbo bit him in the same place as blondie did and now his mark is there<33 grian was watching his boyfriend fangs deep in his best friend's neck and thought "that's so hot" lmaooo he's such a gay diseaster<3 they are all tbh .

mumbo feeling guilty about being in love with scar and being like oooh it would be so convenient if only grian was Also in love with scar. boy do i have some news for you...! he literally saw mumbo biting scar and was one gay thought away from making out with both of them right then and there

mumbo was close to talking to grian about his feelings for scar but of course he's not gonna do it yet, he's functional but not that functional! but i'm obsessed with mumbo confessing things that would make him despicable in the eyes of any other vampire to grian and grian just telling him that he loves him no matter what<33 god i love them so much<333

this took me so long to write . i started yesterday but i was too tired to finish and today i didn't have time until i got home from work and then a new update dropped . i don't think i've ever been this invested in a fanfic before, my autistic brain has decided that this is The Thing for me now and i'm very glad because i'm enjoying it a lot :3 oh and ive been struggling to send it too . so sorry if i ended up sending it ten times but tumblr keeps trying to stop me for some reason

<3 That real life thing is such a mood <3 In other news I was so focused on writing/posting Midnight Folly yesterday that I forgot to do my daily quests on Origin Realms and lost my 157 day streak </3 But I posted the entirety of Folly so it's okay <3 I can start over, not like having a 157 day streak actually did anything special <3

Scar has really gotten the short end of the stick of life </3 And I'm about to add on top of it, though this one finally isn't centered around the fact that he's dYING- But yeah <3 he can't even make Fairy Rings and it's so frustrating because he's honestly just really amazing with magic and the fact that he can't figure out something that comes so naturally to everyone else he grew up around is just hjkfdskl </3

:) He did start researching the Fairy rings before finding out Mumbo sees them as his Coven but it WAS after discovering they're targeting small Covens and he absolutely at the very least considered Grian and Mumbo their own small little Coven and he wants to protect them <3 he wouldn't even try if not for them <3 hhh

He is so gay and somehow takes a trip the da Nile river to spend all day there <3 hahahahaha <3

I was giggling like a MADMAN when I wrote that <3 so normal, so platonic, nothing wrong with this <3 Just BESTIES yeah totally <3 <3 YEAAHHHHH he looked at it like "oo" and then heard Elven Courting Gift and was like "aight mine now" LMAO OH? BIRD? WHO ELSE WOULD YOU FIX UP AN ELVEN HAIR/HEADPIECE FOR HUH? hahahaha <3 Oh yeah no everyone saw them together, they saw Grian come down out of the back of the shop where the stairs to the flat above are with messy hair and sleep-mussed clothes and went "aw our local Sorcerer got a boyfriend <3" and no one corrected them- I love how no one realizes that the Elven headpiece lore could also be used for angst reasons hehehehehehehe-

Heeee <3 I'm looking forward to finally getting it out in the open but we're not quite there yet <3 Not quite there <3 Scar really went "yeah from one palace child to another wtf?" and Grian just REALIZED-

Jellie deserves her own story tbh <3 Maybe I might make a little sidestory to post with a more serious story, just something to awe at before I make y'all cry <3 He ABSOLUTELY spoils her, that cat has him wrapped around her teeny tiny little claw <3

Yessss he must make certain that they are Safe <3 This man be thinking "PROTECT THEM they don't need protecting PROTECT THEM ANYWAY make sure they're sAFE THERE WAS AN EDGE TO HIS VOICE-" and still hasn't realized he's a frikkin Lord now smh Scar totally missing the fact that Mumbo was speaking in plurals <3 What a man, what a man <3 NO YOU'RE RIGHT AND YOU SHOULD SAY IT-

Scar: I tried dancing alone and my partner- Grian & Mumbo: WHAT Scar: We were fourteen and bored at a big fancy party Grian & Mumbo: Acceptable

They were very openly jealous until the moment they realized it was a childhood memory and then they went "oh okay that's acceptable" lmao SO I GREATLY ENJOY CONVEX TOO but I am going to make you so sad with how the past!ConVex ended because it was not pretty <3 And is a huge source of a LOT of Scar's current issues with self-worth tbh <3 Cub is a good boi, best boi really, he did nothing wrong but oh my god did something happen </3 Bold of you to assume I haven't already written a dance scene <3

I LOVED WRITING IT AND JUXTAPOSING THE HAPPY CUTE PRESENT WITH THE TRAGIC PAST <3 Yessssss Scar hesitating for just a moment but his only reservation being "do you even know how to braid hair" AND THEN LETTING GRIAN BRAID HIS HAIR ANYWAY <3 and then giving Mumbo permission to also touch his hair <3 <3 <3 (and yes that little nod of consent specifically for Mumbo was really important for me to include <3) YEAHHH MUMBO REALIZING THROUGH THIS <3 Such a sweet little moment though Mumbo has a bit of an "oh shit" reaction to it because Grian is RIGHT THERE and oh gods he wants them both but he doesn't realize Grian is Very Gay for Scar too and just jkgfkds Mumbo worrying about how to approach this with Grian meanwhile Grian has essentially already done the equivalent of picking out a ring LMAO they have DEFINITELY gotta have a talk especially considering they gotta come to an agreement here, they gotta talk to Scar TOGETHER or else Scar ain't gonna listen to them </3

HAHAHA SURPRISE (but they do take a while to write, it takes me like an hour to respond tho that's my fault for listening to music, pausing to read messages, petting my pups and occasionally pausing to play MC which I forgot to do before going to sleep last night <3) I LOVE TO SPOIL MY BELOVED READERS AND ANONS <3

I HAVE DELIVERED UPON THE GRIAN ANGST + FERAL MUMBO + HOMOEROTIC VAMPIRE FEEDING ALL IN THE SAME FIC MWAHAA <3 Yeah god his wings :( Especially considering they're his main tool when he's fighting hjfdskj do you know how long it takes clipped wings to recover? This mans is GROUNDED. For MONTHS. Thank you so much aaaaa <3 And this won't be the last time we see blood magic hhhjfjdfgjkdhehehe <3

He might be half out of his mind but he is always aware of Grian and Scar <3 always <3 He will hold them gently and protect them and try his best to stop any pain even though his mind is racing a million thoughts a second <3 He will make them all pay <3

Grian saw Doc and saw a kindred spirit in him and probably saw a little but of Mumbo in him too </3 All the Vampires will get therapy and be put into good Covens to try and recover and Grian may or may not keep in contact with Doc after this and Doc may or may not join their Coven after being released from his rehabilitation hjfdks Doc saw Mumbo bite Scar and went "oh shit that's gay good for them oh shit he's glaring at me-" ahahaha <3

Mumbo deserves a little feral time and some righteous murder <3 And Grian deserves to silently cheer him on <3 HEEHEEHEEEEE do you know how I was cackling when I brought up the Fae blood thing and had Myrani/Blondie bite Scar, knowing damn well I was gonna write this fic not too long after <3 Scar, relatively recently being attacked, willingly offering to be bitten by Mumbo so he can heal <3 He wasn't expecting Mumbo to go for the neck but he wasn't struggling so it didn't hurt past the initial skin breakage and he may have enjoyed it a little too much and definitely wasn't gonna complain about being held like that by the guy he's been mad about for ages now hhhhh <3 Me, briefly mentioning how Mumbo hates that scar and wishes he could cover/get rid of it: I am gonna give the gays everything (me, I'm the gays) Grian, who is selfish greedy jealous and possessive, seeing his boyfriend pull his best friend into a very compromising position and biting into his neck instead of the offered arm: Holy shit yes- They are all such gay disasters and Mumbo was so close to being the only competent one smh

HAHAHA we can't make it THAT simple <3 but don't worry Mumscarian is coming soon I won't drag it out that long because I'm not that patient, just got a couple more stories to get through before we get the good <3 BUT YEAH HAHA Mumbo being like "ah if only Grian loved Scar and Scar loved Grian this would be amazing and so much easier" MEANWHILE Grian and Scar spend SEVEN HOURS OUT TOGETHER and buy fuckin ELVEN COURTING JEWELRY and Grian not only LETS Scar let Mumbo feed on him BUT IS PLEASED BY THE FACT THAT MUMBO BIT HIS NECK, OVER BLONDIE'S BITE, and satisfied that he REPLACED Blondie's mark on Scar and hjfdsjfds

Yes <3 Mumbo doesn't know how to say it yet <3 He'll figure it out, tho. He'll figure out eventually that they're all basically already dating and they're the last three to know lmao <3 <3 YEAH Mumbo confessing the real reason he doesn't interact with other Vampires <3 And the reveal he's not nearly as petty as everyone thinks, the ties are just a way for him to always remind Cleo of their conversation and how their (past) beliefs have affected victimized Turned everywhere hjgdjskfds (not that he went THAT into detail about it but it's what was implied by "it was never about the tie" and that Cleo is a good Lord who just doesn't/didn't understand jkgfld) And Grian loving him anyway <3 (and knowing that Scar knows all this too, and that he also loves Mumbo anyway <3) Promising to stay by his side always and assuring him that what he did was within his rights <3 hhhhh <3

That's such a mood <3 Hahaha and the new update was four whole chapters I don't know whether to say I'm sorry or you're welcome <3 HHHH Thank you so much <3 it's been a long long long time since I've been this invested in writing (depression and adulting is a bitch <3) so I'm so happy you're taking this journey with me <3 Thank you so very much <3 No worries, it only sent it once! Tumblr sometimes is just Like That <3

[shurisneakers]

shut in [7]

Summary: When your high profile mission goes terribly wrong, you’re forced to hide in a safehouse with a man you’ve never met before. With seemingly nowhere else to go, you’re forced to work together to figure out who is trying to have you assassinated before it’s too late. (Sam Wilson x Reader, Hitman AU)

Warnings: cursing, implied abuse, death, implied ptsd, injuries, broken bone, origami and paper planes

Word count: 3.7k

A/N: ONE MORE WEEK !!!!!!!!! ONE MORE WEEK !!!!!!!! also gif is somewhat related except steve isn’t there sorry to crush any hopes

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Previous Part || Shut In Masterlist

“Is there a reason you’re back so early?”

Both of the men nervously glanced at each other, silently urging the other to talk. A quiet form of encouragement.

“We chec- we checked all the neighbouring towns. All your safehouses,” one of them finally sputtered up after his partner elbowed him in the ribs.

“And?”

“We coordinated with all our guys across the country to look for them-”

“All I’m hearing are a bunch of excuses,” they twirled the gun on its barrel like it was a plaything. “Get to the point.”

“No one knows where they’re hiding,” he finished, swallowing thickly. “We’re still looking though. We just thought-”

“What?” their voice was surprisingly calm. “That your little status update would impress me? That I’d feel sorry for you for working so hard?”

“N-no boss,” his partner finally pitched in, saving face for his companion who opened and shut his mouth wordlessly. “Just keeping you in the loop. We’re close, I can feel-”

“Do you remember what I told you the last time you were here?”

Both of them shut their mouths immediately. Knuckles white, nails digging into their skin as they clenched their fists shut.

“That you wanted them dead,” the first one said with faux confidence. A waver in his voice gave it away.

“Yes, but you’re forgetting the important part,” they tsk’ed, shaking their head, eyes downcast.

They didn’t give anyone a chance to react. They slammed the gun down, swiftly picking it up before taking aim at his partner’s face.

“I said I’d blow your brains out.” They pulled the trigger.

Bits of bone fragment and blood splattered across the first agent’s face. He inhaled sharply, chest rising and falling haphazardly. He had his eyes shut tightly, face away from the carcass slumped over next to him..

“I want every fucking part of this country searched,” they roared, throwing the gun to the side carelessly, leaving someone else to scurry after it. “And since it’s so fucking hard for you to finish two tasks, just get me their location.”

The agent barely nodded, looking like he was about to throw up. His partner’s blood trailed down the side of his face like sweat.

“I’ll kill them myself.”

Hugh Grant was starting to look less appealing on your 6th rewatch of Notting Hill. In fact, he was starting to blend together with the characters from Die Hard and it was becoming difficult to differentiate which part belonged to which movie.

Sam sat opposite to you at the dining table, a set of papers assigned in front of him. The TV was left on, serving as background noise and occasional fillers to substitute the lack of conversation.

“That movie is not making sense anymore,” he stated objectively.

“It stopped after the third time for me.” Your words were hushed, your focus remaining on the swan you were trying to create from scratch.

“If I hear her say ‘I’m just a girl, standing in front of a boy’ one more time, I actually think I’ll projectile vomit.” You could tell that his eyes didn’t shift from the screen though. “I can feel the bile. It’s going to happen.”

You only hummed in agreement, more interested in his lamenting than the actual movie.

Although origami wasn’t one of the skills you picked up in the fucking mafia, you still knew a few basic things. The rest you just folded with confidence and prayed it would work.

What other options did you have when you were stuck together in a house with no WiFi?

Sam had made a paper bowl to hold the car keys and the few dollars you picked up from Pierce’s place. It looked like it would fall apart at any given moment, its structural integrity questionable at best.

You had made a small flower that rested on the table in front of you. You were sure it would go missing the minute a draft entered the room.

He had given up after his contribution of the bowl. Apparently his creative expertise extended only towards that and paper airplanes, not that that stopped him. He was folding and manufacturing them with a vengeance.

“How is this supposed to help, Wilson?” you questioned, unable to contain the smile that grew on your face at the sheer number of planes he was making.

“Just because it’s not a decorative marvel-” he shot back in its defence, “-doesn’t mean it’s useless.”

“Oh, yeah? What else can it do other than not fly?” You watched as he launched one of them. It did a loop before falling miserably to the floor.

“Hey, you can put a message in it. Maybe one of those button trackers, a microphone. The possibilities are endless.” He laughed, folding another one out of the limited supply of paper he had left. “Besides, your thing won’t even lift off the ground.”

“Yeah, but this one can float.” You held up the swan that you had created. That about concluded your knowledge of origami.

“That’s actually… pretty cool,” he admitted. “Teach me how to make one.”

“A true master never reveals their secrets,” you eluded, placing it on the table.

“I dare you to make another.” Sneaky bastard. He knew you wouldn’t be able to replicate it. He saw you struggle the first time.

“Why, so you can just copy off of me?” you dodged, and Sam narrowed his eyes at you. You followed the same.

Neither of you blinked for a while.

“I’m out of paper,” he finally relented, gesturing to the fleet of planes that littered the table.

“I’m out of ideas.” You paused, looking down at how you’d spent the last hour. “Do you wanna go test these outside later?”

Sam looked up eagerly and you could just tell he was intending on getting competitive. “Hell yeah.”

“I’m going for a run in some time.” You got up to stretch your limbs, shrug off the fatigue that was setting in. Along the way you left the swan and one of the paper planes on top of the mini fridge alongside the car keys. It was cute. “We could do it then?”

“Sure,” he affirmed. “What time?”

“At around 6-” your eyes landed on the clock on the wall before widening, “-shit, shit, shit, I didn't realise it was five thirty. We have a call with Ransone.”

“Phone’s on the couch,” he mentioned to the living room, sitting up straight. “Why are you freaking out? We still got a few minutes to go.”

You pushed yourself away from the table, forcing yourself to shakie off the drowsiness that had begun to set in.

“You wouldn’t get it,” you mumbled, “He gets pissy if I don’t do things his way.”

You grabbed the phone, punching in the buttons and having it at the ready.

You noticed Sam focused on you with knitted eyebrows but not voicing whatever he had on his mind.

“Ready?” you questioned, but more as a formality. You had to do it regardless.

He simply nodded, looking on as you let the phone ring. If he had noticed your antsiness towards the call, he didn’t bring it up.

Ransone picked up on the last ring, not skipping a beat in answering, “Y/N.”

“Hey Ransone.” You switched the call to speakerphone.

“Are you alone?”

You glanced at Sam. He shook his head, arms crossed over his chest, edging you to continue with the arrangement you had planned the day prior.

Ransone trusted you more. He was more likely to communicate openly if Sam wasn’t around.

“Yeah, I am.”

“Where’s the other one?”

Sam silently scoffed.

“He’s taking a nap.”

“Ah,” Ransone’s tone was condescending. “How have things been?”

“It’s fine.” You press your lips into a straight line, not elucidating. “What’s the update out there?”

“Everything is a mess. We’re trying to figure out who attacked you but since there wasn’t anything left behind or any kind of trace, it’s proving to be... inconvenient.”

“Is it safe to travel?”

“What, with your face on national television?” he laughed. “Nah, I’d say it’s a little too early to be thinkin’ of a road trip. Just stay where you are, I’ll tell you when you can come out.”

Your fingers were thrumming at the table rhythmically, peeking at Sam every now and then for anything he found suspicious or wanted you to ask about.

“Listen, we’ve paid off every big guy to keep this under wraps as much as possible but Pierce was an important person. All the higher ups want this to be solved as quickly as possible. They don’t care about sacrificing a player here or there.”

Pinning the blame on you was easy enough. The faster you were put away, the faster they could stage an “accident” in prison so that none of their secrets were exposed. Wasn’t like they hadn’t done it before.

“Others in the business aren’t likin’ us accusing them of attacking one of our own. Our best bet right now is Serpentine but we haven’t gotten anything to prove it.”

You doubted they ever would. Even if they did do it, Serpentine was notorious for being cunning and stealthy in their operations. They made sure there would be no tracks leading back to them.

“So, we’re at a dead-end,” you verified. There was no telling when this would end, your exit looking further and further away. “We’re fucked.”

“No. We’ll just- Y/N, listen to me,” Ransone called out, drawing your attention back to the call.

“Yeah?”

“I’ve always protected you,” his voice was noticeably softer. “Don’t you trust me?”

You felt the temperature in the room drop.

“You said there would be no one there!”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Ransone scoffed. “I never said that.”

“I walk in there and there’s four people, completely armed.” Forcing yourself to recall it was making your head spin. Maybe you could ask the nurse for a painkiller. “It was supposed to be empty.”

“I think the blood loss is making you delirious,” he chided, looking at the bag of drips hanging above your bed. “It wasn’t even that bad-”

“You’re lying.” The words slipped out before you had the chance to think it over.

“Excuse me?” he tilted his head, tone suddenly sifting to that of warning.

You knew he was. You had agreed to this mission because it was supposed to be easy. It was a break.

“Ivan was there when you briefed me.” You lifted your good arm to point at him shakily. “He knows you’re lying.”

“Does he now?” Ransone quirked an eyebrow, studying his aid who stood in the corner of the dingy hospital room.

A beat of silence passed where Ransone stared at Ivan, waiting for a reply of confirmation.

Ivan only lifted his shoulders in unawareness. “I don’t remember you sayin’ that.”

Your mouth fell agape but you quickly rushed to shut it. Fucking liars. You shouldn’t have expected anything better.

“Told you.” Ransone shrugged. “You’re a smart one, Y/N, so I’m going to let that slide this time. But next time you accuse me of something I didn’t say…”

He trailed off, resting a hand on your broken shoulder. You flinched, jaw clenched so tightly you thought your teeth might break. You tried to imagine yourself somewhere else, desperate to reduce the quivering of your body when he squeezed it lightly.

“You know I’ve always tried to protect you.” He put a finger under your chin, tilting your head to meet his eye. “Don’t you trust me?”

A beat passed before you responded.

“I do,” you said through gritted teeth, pulling your face away from him.

“I’ll ask them to up your dosage.” Ransone took a step away from you, dropping his hand. “I’m going to need my best player on the field as soon as possible.”

You didn’t acknowledge his statement. Every part of your body felt like it was going to combust.

Did he really say that no one was going to be there or was it just the injuries playing with you?

“Get well soon,” he offered, one step out the door. “Buttercup.”

“You trust me, don’t you Y/N?” he repeated when you didn’t respond.

“Yes.” You swallowed, gaze falling to the floor.

“And I trust you. You wouldn’t do anything to break that, would you?”

Sam raised his one hand questioningly as if to ask what the hell he was talking about. An intimidation tactic. He had been using it for several years to reinforce your loyalty.

“I wouldn’t.”

There were things you weren’t telling him, of course. Details about that day or where you and Sam were hiding right off the top of your head. More if you thought about it deeply.

“Good,” came his response. “So if there’s anything you need, let me know. I’m always a call away.”

“Thank you.”

“Talk to you soon.” He ended the call there.

You stood there blankly for a while before dropping the phone to the ground and crushing it. Usually you wouldn’t have to do that; removing the battery would be enough. This time you wanted to.

Your chest rose and fell heavily. You loathed him. Yet, you couldn’t fucking leave. 

“Hey.” Your eyes snapped back to Sam. “We still going on that run?”

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The wind felt good.

Your muscles were burning and you could feel the constriction of your lungs but you liked it. The endorphins were working their charm.

Sam was right beside you, not questioning why there was so much aggression in your movement. You had lost track of how long you had been running. You couldn’t bring yourself to focus on that.

The path was paved with fallen branches and roots sticking out, forcing you to hop over some of them to avoid falling. It only annoyed you further.

You wanted to punch something. Or someone. The tension was rolling off your back in waves, and if someone saw you the’d probably believe you were going to commit an act of violence.

It was a while before you felt your steps begin to falter, the need for a proper breath taking precedence over the want to run more.

“Timeout?” you asked Sam breathlessly, slowing your pace to a jog.

“Sure about that, Usain Bolt?” he huffed, slowing his pace to match yours.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it,” he dismissed it. “T’was fun.”

Now that you had slowed down, it forced you to come to terms with how much energy you had just burnt out.

“You wanna talk about what’s on your mind or ignore it?”

“Rather not talk about it for now.” The more you thought about him, the angrier you got. And as of late, you had realised that your method of dealing with that anger wasn’t the best.

The air was getting colder. It was getting harder to see what was in front of you, relying on the few rays of sunlight that shone through the treetops. You took a roundabout at your self declared checkpoint, changing course back to the house.

Sam followed wordlessly, but his presence was strangely comforting. Warm.

“Thank you.”

“For...” he trailed off, prodding you on.

“I don’t know. This.” You gestured to the path ahead of you. “I didn’t think you’d agree to it.”

“Why wouldn’t I?” His eyebrows knit together in puzzlement.

You didn’t have an answer to that. Probably because you weren’t used to people just doing nice things for no apparent reason.

“How are you so calm all the time? I’ve never seen him get under your skin,” you asked quietly. “How do you do it?”

He didn’t answer straight away. He mulled over it as he dodged broken sticks and upended roots on the ground. You would be fine if he didn’t answer either; as long as he knew that you appreciated it.

“I just realised that everything he put into me was destructive. Actively worked on unlearning it,” he replied after a while. “It took me years to even begin.”

You expected to hear that but it didn’t make it easier.

“I don’t even know how to start,” you mumbled. It was so tiring, even thinking of where and how it began. It was all you knew. All you were taught.

“If I could add something?”

You looked at him questioningly.

“You had a different relationship with him than all of us, Y/N. A deeper one. It’s not easy to forget that,” he pointed out. “But… you’re not him. That takes strength.”

These weren’t new revelations. It was things you had told yourself earlier to rationalise all your actions. You knew it on a surface level but it was difficult to convince yourself sincerely.

You didn’t say anything, just continued jogging with an eye on the ground. 

It felt better to hear it from someone else. A starting point to maybe get to where he was, too.

“I just can’t believe anyone took him seriously enough for him to get this far,” Sam added, a tick of annoyance in his voice. “I don’t condone bullying but someone should have just punched him in the face as a child.”

It wasn’t even the funniest thing you had heard him say but for some reason it elicited a snort from you, soon giving way to a laugh.

His face snapped to yours at the sound of your laughter, a small smile growing on his face.

His brief moment of distraction was all it took for him to not notice the tree root sticking out in front of him. His ankle got caught in the wood, sending him stumbling to the ground face forward.

“Oh shit,” you cursed, halting in your place immediately, dropping to your knees to where he was.

“Fuckin’ hell,” he groaned, turning onto his back. “I think I broke my face.”

“That may be a bit excessive but your nose is definitely bleeding,” you knew this was serious but you were finding it difficult to control your laughter once you realised it wasn’t a life threatening injury.

“Just leave me here to die.” He covered his eyes with his elbow, refusing to look at you.

“C’mon, Wilson. Let’s get you fixed up.” You stood up, offering your hand. He grabbed onto it, hoisting himself up.  “Can you stand up straight? Do you think you have a concussion?”

“World class assassin,” he grumbled, shaking his head to imply he was fine other than a possible broken nose.

“Promise I won’t tell. Your reputation is safe,” you said it humorously but with conviction, hoping to make it less embarrassing for him. Not that you’d let him forget it any time soon.

It took longer to walk back considering how far you had ventured out, along with the fact that you had to guide him as he held his nose in the air to try and control the bleeding.

You pushed open the door to the house, holding it open as he walked in. Sam made his way to the dining room after you told him you’d get the first aid kit for the second time during your stay there.

By the time you returned from the bathroom, grabbing an old t-shirt along the way, he had a single ice cube pressed to the bridge of his nose.

“That’s not going to be enough.” You dropped the kit onto the table, opening the mini fridge. You emptied the ice cubes from the tray onto the t-shirt, twisting it into a small ice pack.

“These are my battle scars.” You could tell that he was trying not to use his nose. He sounded ridiculous. 

“Whatever makes you feel better, Sam,” you chortled. His mouth eased into a half smile and you didn’t get why until you realised it was the first time you had called him by his name. You didn’t acknowledge it, surprised by how easily it slipped out from your mouth when you weren’t actively stopping it.

You gave him a bit of cotton to wipe off the blood that had dried on his face.

“Look up,” you instructed, standing over him so you could assess the damage. He complied, letting you cradle his jaw softly, tilting his head to see if there were any signs of a fracture or anything worse.

It was a bad fall, but nothing he hadn’t been through before in terms of severeness. It wasn’t going to leave a mark.

“Definitely going to bruise but it’s not broken,” you concluded, going over it once more to make sure.

“Thanks, doc,” his voice came softly from below you. Only then did you realise how close you were standing to him. You could feel his breath on your wrist that was still caressing his face.

It felt like eternity, but he didn’t make an effort to move or shove you away. Your eyes flitted down to his lips for a second. If you just leaned dow-

“Right,” you cleared your throat, taking a step back. “Just hold this to your face for a while to reduce any swelling.”

You handed him the makeshift ice pack, feeling the heat creep up your neck.

“Your turn to use the bed tonight, right?” His voice was significantly lower than what it had been a few minutes ago, something you weren’t acclimated to hearing. It only made your face feel hotter.

“Yeah.” You avoided meeting his eyes, using the time to close the first aid kid. “Unless you want it.”

“No, go ahead.”

It was too early to retire for the evening but suddenly you weren’t all that hungry anymore. Apparently neither was he.

“See you tomorrow, then?” you inquired, turning away before he could see you cringe.

“See you tomorrow,” he confirmed, “Good night.”

You just gave him a short wave over your shoulder and physically restrained from walking to the room, shutting the door and never looking at him again. You hoped he didn’t notice or at least never bring it up if he did.

You couldn’t do this. Not again.

Not when you knew the consequences.

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