#I have missed it and some time off will be wonderful to catch up asdfghjkl

[cxpperhead]

Rate your muse’s traits 0-10!

Compassion: 2/10 Bitterness: 2/10 Happiness: 4/10 Politeness: 8/10 Chivalry: 3/10 Pride: 8/10 Honesty: 6/10 Bravery: 8/10 Recklessness: 5/10 Ambition: 9/10 Loyalty: 9/10* Love: 7/10 Sense of family: 1/10 Attractiveness: ?/10* Agility: 10/10 Sex drive: 5/10*

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Happy Holidays fic recs

Happy Holidays everybody!  I haven’t been commenting on posts individually like i normally like to so it’s kind of backed up a bit. I still really want to thank all the authors who have been sharing their stories with us and leave a lil itty bitty comment before I can expand on them for their own post so here’s that! Also I’ve seen a lot of undeserved negativity being spread to a lot of authors and I just want to thank you all for sharing your work on this platform FOR FREE and remind you that you literally owe us nothing and I’m super grateful that you continue to share with us. These are just some stories that I’ve read this week, i’d def like to do another of these soon :)

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own any of these stories, each story is owned by the author tagged next to the title and the summary is pulled verbatim from their page, in quotation marks. The only thing I own is gratitude towards these authors for sharing their work with us.

Also all stories are rated M 

Also, a loooot of stories have come out lately and I haven’t had a chance to get to a lot of them yet but i hope to soon so I’ll hopefully make another one of these soon, but yea pls know that I’m not purposefully ignoring or excluding anything or anyone.

Jin;

last christmas | ksj x reader - @xjoonchildx

“ summary: it was bound to happen, eventually. after months of near misses at barbecues and birthdays, there’s no avoiding your ex-husband at hoseok’s annual christmas bash. but it’s fine, totally fine, because you’re both adults – and you’ve both brought dates and booze. what could go wrong? “

This story was amazing! First of all, I love the comedy surrounding the entire situation, Hobi with his 8 trees and instigator Yoongi who also wants them to get their shit together for Hobi’s sake. I love all au’s but sometimes exes to lovers is difficult for me to side with because I don’t see how people can bounce back from so much hurt but in this story it felt very natural how they were able to find their way back together and I really enjoyed the insight to their relationship, especially near the end.

Yoongi;

CREAM & SUGA -  @snackhobi

“summary: yoongi is your favourite regular. he’s patient, polite, and predictable, a-large-black-coffee-to-go-please, no cream, no sugar, thank you. rinse and repeat. the seasons might change, but yoongi’s order stays the same.

and then one fateful day in winter, yoongi asks about the weekly specials, orders a cup of christmas and sugary sweetness, and everything starts changing.”

Ya’ll. Yoongi fics just truly hit different. The plot of this was so adorable and him going out of his way like that to keep her engaged was so cute and just very Yoongi like. I also just really loved the descriptions in this, like how oc described making the drinks, it just made everything seem so real.

universe | myg drabble - @personasintro

                           “❥𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔; you’re his whole universe, you just don’t know it yet – or him” 

ASDFGHJKL! Like, I really have no words for the way this made me feel. Like, ik it’s not a super healthy dynamic but the thought of a fixated Yoongi is.. I loved reading Yoongi being so fixated with oc and doing everything i his capability to meet her. I also was v interested in the part where he bumped into her and she didn’t react the way he expected because it made me think about how he (or any character’s with his mindset) cope when the fantast and reality don’t match.

Hobi;

 A Holly, Jolly Crisis (M) -  @kpopfanfictrash

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This story made me feel so many things. Like there’s so many layers to it and both of their hurt, her visiting him and feeling betrayed while he felt pushed aside. This story was so complex and both characters had so many layers to them, but it’s still sooo well written and I was invested the entire time. Like, I genuinely can’t get my feelings out in a brief way so I’m looking forward to screaming about this in it’s own post.

Joonie;

 my only wish - knj | m - @ppersonna

“✹ summary- There are few things you hate most in this world. Hornets, unnecessary fruit pieces in otherwise perfectly good jello, certain shades of orange… But nothing takes the cake more than two simple things. Christmas. And Kim Namjoon. So why did you agree to pretend to be Kim Namjoon’s girlfriend at his family Christmas party? Bah-Humbug. “

UM! Absolutely adored this story, of course it would be a fellow cream suit enthusiast who can bring so much justice to dreamy Joon. I loved how he was portrayed here and getting insight to both his and oc’s feelings made me root for them soooo hard.

new parent syndrome - @1kook

“ SUMMARY You love Namjoon, honest. But you love your daughter Hyejoo even more— it’s not a controversial sentiment when you know he’s the same way! —and going back to a regular adult life sans kids absolutely sucks. (Or so you thought.)”

The tag “dreamy husband joon” is extremelyyyy accurate. This story was just so cute and their relationship truly felt so intimate and lovely. Her being on the phone with Jimin while Joon was smash SENT me but it was also so hot like ASDFGHJKL that man can do no wrong tbh.

  laundry day - @snackhobi

“summary: You’ve been letting your laundry pile up for a little too long. Fortunately, your neighbour Namjoon is there to lend you a hand. “

Pls this was so hot. Like, I’ve made it very clear thus far that I’m a total simp for Joon, the thought of that man going strawberry picking and thinking to grab some for oc genuinely makes me SWOON. He’s an actual heartthrob.

   The Sweet in Sweet Potato - @sahmfanficbts

“ Summary: You’ve been roommates for years. Now that you’re catching feelings, it’s time to run away. “

This entire series has had me so invested but this chapter!!! I’m always a sucker for Joon but the way he was so clearly in her feels (for OC) but wanting to respect her need for distance, what a man. And I was so happy to see oc working through her feeling towards Joon.

Last Christmas (M) - @jjungkookislife

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Damn, I really love when a misunderstanding is such a big catalyst for a bunch of drama/angst. It just really ups the tension for me because as the reader I know it was a misunderstanding but clearly the character’s don’t, so it just makes me really eager to see how they make amends. I really enjoyed seeing them slowly make amends and grow. Also the buildup to them deciding to give the relationship another go made the ending soooo satisfying.

Jimin;

 picking petals｜pjm - @taestybae

“ summary ↣ you asked for a baby, so a baby is what you’re going to get. “

I really have no words for this, like it was so asaifgjhhkc. First of all, I really enjoyed that it was through his pov, i don’t typically read stories like that (I just don’t often come across them) but this still felt so natural that I didn’t even realize until right now, writing this comment. Also, the imagery was so well described and the anticipation built made this story so enjoyable.

Taehyung;

 Deepest Indulgence  - @scribblemetae

“ Description/Summary: The world is a mess, gangs, violence and rates of poverty are at an all time high since corporations took over everything. You built your Sex house to be a safe place and a sanctuary for those in need, promising to protect anybody who needs it. What happens when an extremely attractive and very rich man walks through the door begging for a job at Deepest Indulgence? The one sex house that wasn’t meant for men like himself. “

I AM SO EAGER FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER TO COME OUT. Like, idk how I can even describe this correctly but this just feel so much like Tae...???? Like idk if that makes sense but just Tae being this v sensual man, but there still being more to him than that, just makes so much sense and even the word “indulgence” is just so sensual and reminiscent of him. Also, the storyline so far is something I’ve personally never seen before and I’m super invested in this world and story already. Very eager to see how their relationship progresses.

 let it snow | kth - @suga-kookiemonster

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It’s the way I read this last night, it took me exactly an hour (3am to 4 am cause I’m a CLOWN), and I was so invested that I kept putting off sleep to finish it. Man, i’m a simp for this Tae (just like he is for oc lmao). I really enjoyed reading it and the mention of Jisoo earlier in the story had me on the edge of my seat the whole time wondering when things were gonna blow up. Everything was just so sweet and fluffy, and the confession really made me feel so soft for them both cause they both were so in their own heads and feelings they couldn’t see what was in front of them so I really enjoyed the confessions.

Jungkook;

Thank you, baby - @scribblemetae

“ Turns out the boy whos been stalking you for years has decided its about time he shows his face in the form of a picture, and decides its time to talk to you for real, in the form of a phone call. “

I genuinely don’t know how I can simp over this story in a short way but I’ll try my best. The characters are so complex and the storyline is twisted so many ways that make this so interesting to read and easy to become invested in. The way Jk is written, I understand why OC is lost on how to feel for him. Like, his actions are wrong, but actually meeting him and even seeing his though process, it’s hard to make him out to be the villian that his actions have categorized him as. I can’t wait to continue reading and write a full length comment about this!

FEED ME, FIGHT ME.  @yeojaa

“ What do you get when you mix a pissed off girlfriend with a neglectful boyfriend?  (Aside from trouble, that is.) “

I really enjoyed this, I love how aware of Jk and his boundaries the oc is and how she is cautious to walk the line and not push him too far while also letting him know how his actions make her feel. This just genuinely felt like a glimpse into a very real, very intimate relationship/moment and I loved that. I also just really love how this is written and I think you have a beautiful way with words. 

Chapstick - @softyoongiionly

“based on the time Jungkook said he needed someone to scold him so he’d remember to put lip balm on. Or Jungkook’s had a really long day and the only that can make it better, is seeing you. “

Idk if I’ve ever said it before, but I just love how you write relationships. Like, I can feel how comfortable they are with each other and how natural being together is for them. With your stories generally it just never feels forced and I really love that. I also really liked that we got Jk’s pov in the beginning, getting to see how tense he was really made me eager for their interactions and for him to feel comfortable and calm with her. Their interactions just felt so cute and natural and the end, assdjfhi, jk really deserves to be cherished and I loved seeing oc get him to the point of relaxation.

[fierysafrina]

My little girl | Nash Gold Jr x f!reader

Fandom: Kuroko no Basket Rating: Explicit Word Count: 2.180 Genre: Smut | Slice of Life | Fluff | Romance Additional tags: Breath play/Asphyxiation | Dry humping (if you squint) | Overstimulation | Dirty talk | Biting | Clit rubbing | Cursing | Praise kink Summary: You’ve always been more on the shy and quiet side, so when you buy sexy lingerie after a night of too many shots, you wonder how your boyfriend would react. Notes: asdfghjkl I have no excuse. I’m just really needy for Nash ;-; Also it’s my birthday today and I was like “why the hell not” and here we are. I think this will be last oneshot for a while (unless I write one for Obey Me), ‘cause I wanna focus a bit on my fanfics that I haven’t worked on in months or years.

You nibble on your lower lip as you stare at your laptop. You’re lying in your bed, scrolling up and down, going all over the pictures you’re looking at. Your cheeks are warm the longer you stare and you wonder what kind of reaction Nash will make if you order one. Just one and try it on.

A lace underwear that is.

Maybe you should also send him a picture while you’re at it, but you quickly shake your head, the embarrassment you feel in that moment suppressing every other need you had. You linger at a set of black corset-crochet like bralette and you wonder how it would look on you. You immediately grimace, because why would you even buy something so revealing and so … sexy for someone like you. Your plump stomach would definitely be in the way and there’s no doubt it would look horrible on you.

Without another look at it, you close the tab, following with the laptop before you stand from bed and walk into the kitchen to prepare dinner. There’s no way you could buy anything sexy, because you know how horrible it would look on you.

Not to mention, Nash would definitely tease you about, why you’re trying to buy something that definitely won’t fit you.

You stare at the box in your hands before you look at the postman, who’s preparing to print the bill. His focus isn’t on you, which you’re quite glad for. You wonder to yourself just what could you possibly get when a memory of you looking at lingerie resurfaces. You feel your cheeks warm. You slam the door the moment you know it wouldn’t be rude to slam into someone’s face and rush into your shared bedroom.

Throwing the box on bed, you fall on your knees and bury your face into the sheets. How stupid could you be to order it. Perhaps it was one drink too many last week, when you and Nash decided to stay inside only to wake up next morning naked beneath the sheets and two empty bottles of red wine lying beside your bed.

You look at the box once more only to groan, because yes that name on it is the same as yours and yes, you certainly ordered something much too revealing for your liking. You shudder with a groan, burying your face into the sheets once more, but the curiosity is taking the best of you.

You’re quick to sit on bed, one leg beneath you, as you open the box with shaky and cold hands. Not only are your cheeks hot, but the tips of your ears are as well and you suddenly have a need to run away—from the truth that’s laid in front of you.

It’s not that set of black crochet lace bralette and panties that you expect you purchased, but it was a classic white-nude lace that came along with eyelash panties. At first glance it looks innocent-like, a sweet set, but you know it’s far from that. You bite your lower before you glance towards the bathroom, a need to try the set on much too bigger to miss.

Hopping off the bed, you walk into the bathroom the curiosity only growing.

And indeed; ten minutes later, you’re standing in front of a mirror, staring at your reflection. It’s not how you imagined it would look, but you couldn’t say you were disappointed. It looks good and you feel good as well, so you’d be damned if you didn’t take a couple of pictures while you’re already wearing it.

You grab the phone, which was beside the sink, and take a couple of pictures, knowing if you take one it won’t be good. You always take more, always try different positions and this time wasn’t an exception either.

You’re standing in front of the mirror, your whole body visible in camera, but you still raise your free hand and bite your forefinger. Then you change positions into leaning down so your cleavage looks bigger, squeezing your forearms against your breasts to push them out a bit more and you take a couple more pictures. You change position a couple of more times before you decide it’s enough.

Taking the closest cardigan on the back side of the door, you walk back into the bedroom and sit on your bed as you look over the pictures. You grimace at some, while you feel embarrassed at others. It’s unusual to see you in such underwear and you’d be damned if you didn’t start to feel hot and bothered by how good some of them came out.

It takes a couple of more minutes to reconsider, but before you know it, you send one picture to your boyfriend. You know he doesn’t have much free time when he’s training, but you wonder what his reaction will be when he sees it.

You bite the inner of your cheek, staring at the picture you sent in text messages only to get no answer. Even when that ‘read’ was quite obvious in the corner. You try to calm your nerves, thinking he’s just too busy. But that still never stopped him from texting, replying to you in the middle before. Sadness and disappointments begin to grow inside you, shame that you even thought of purchasing something like this when you weren’t even sexy. You weren’t like all those models you saw in commercials or Victoria’s Secret Angels. You’re far from that, but did you really look so awful that your boyfriend didn’t even reply to you?

Another ten minutes pass, waiting for his reply, before a sigh escapes you and stands up, wondering what you were even thinking. You’re halfway into the bathroom to change when you hear the door unlock. Your heart races and you feel like a deer caught in headlights when you spot Nash on the hallway. He’s panting, sweat on his forehead and you frown because, was he running?

His eyes focus on you and a shiver runs down your spine. Before you know it, your back collides with the wall and his lips are pressed against yours in a needy kiss. You unconsciously moan into the kiss, your hands holding on his forearms for support because your knees are growing weak with every moment.

You feel his hand wrap around your throat, squeezing just a bit and you gasp at how hot he makes you feel. You want more of his touch and you try to move, your legs rubbing against his thigh that’s between you and he groans. He pulls away enough to look at your expression, saliva at the edge of your mouth, your eyes shut.

“Fuck,” Nash curses, his leg moving further up until he reaches where you want him to. “You really tryin’ to make me mad today, ain’t you?”

You flutter your eyes open when he loses his grip on your throat, but before you can look at him clearly, he already has you turned around. You barely manage to catch yourself with hands on the wall, confused at what’s happening. While you can’t deny the heat that’s spreading inside you, you only manage to mumble incoherently.

His hands are on your hips, sliding across your ass and you don’t have time to ask him anything when you yelp at the sudden sting. His palm comes into contact with your ass once again, but this time you moan, your breasts pressed against the wall.

“Look at you,” Nash groans, his hand dipping between your thighs and sliding across your new panties. “Already so damn wet. Just for me. For my eyes only.”

You try to hold onto something, but fail to do so, so you stretch your fingers instead as you move your hips back, trying to get more friction. You jump when he slaps your ass once again and you’re more than sure that Nash enjoys it to his heart content even if you can’t see him.

“What did you try to accomplish by sending me that lewd picture in the middle of my training?” he asks as he caresses your bum gently.

You whimper, tears in your eyes as you turn your head to try to look at him. “I-I just wanted to bu-buy something cute…” you stammered out, cheeks hot both from embarrassment and from how hot he makes you feel.

“Yeah?” Nash hums as he steps closer. You can feel his chest on your back and something hard prodding through behind and you moaned. “You have no idea what you did to me, princess.” He growled into your ear, one of his hands sliding across your stomach, playing with the waistband of your panties while his other hand wrapped around your neck once again. He ground against you, his pants reaching your ears.

It only makes you feel hotter and there’s no doubt you’ve become wetter as well.

“Nash, baby…” you moan as you lean back against his chest, his hand around your neck tightening. “P-please…”

“What is it, princess?” he hisses through his teeth, his hand slipping beneath your panties, going achingly slow towards where you want him. “What is it that you want?”

“Y-you,” you stutter and try to move your hips for more, but when he squeezes you just a bit tighter, you still. “P-please…” you whimper. “I-I need you so much.”

“Fuck.” Nash curses and before you realize it, you feel panties loose themselves on you before they pool around your feet. His finger slips inside you much too easily.

You part your lips, a content sigh escaping.

“So wet and tight.” Nash groans and bites your earlobe. “Too bad I wasn’t here to watch you put this on.” He slips another finger inside, scissoring them to stretch you. “I don’t doubt it’s a sight to see. Watchin’ you bend down and pull those panties up—fuck!”

He ground against your backside, pushing you against the wall. You try to support yourself, but you know you’re slipping.

“N-Nash please, please, please!” You plead, but you’re not exactly sure for what exactly. For taking you against the wall, for letting you off or for holding you closer to him to not let you fall, because your knees feel so weak as he thrusts his fingers in and out of you. You can hear the slickness, your insides tightening as you’re coming closer and closer to the edge.

“You gonna cum?” he hisses and sinks his teeth into your shoulder. You feel nodding your head. “Then do it. Cum over my fingers to show who you belong to.”

You come undone, your lungs searching for breath that never seems to come no matter how hard you try until you collapse against the wall. You’re panting, trying to calm down and there are soft caresses on your shoulders, your hair being swiped to the side as kisses are planted on the back of your neck.

“You’re such a good girl…” Nash murmurs and you feel your cheeks heat up. “My good little girl.”

You feel your pussy clench on nothing, feeling giddy at his words that he’s suddenly telling you. He knows how weak you are to his praise and if his smirk, that you feel against your skin, doesn’t prove you that, you don’t know what else will. Turning your head, you look at your boyfriend, who’s still pressing kisses on your back.

“D-did you like it?” you stutter.

His eyes meet yours and he bits down again, making you yelp. “Don’t think I didn’t forget.” He says once he pulls away. You look confused and he raises an eyebrow. “Did you forget what day is today?”

You frown at his question before you remember. Your eyes widen and Nash laughs before he sweeps you off the ground with a yelp and carries you into the bedroom. He throws you on bed and hovers over you in a second, his hand sliding between your thighs. You shudder at the sensation and you wonder when he got rid of his pants, but you don’t have much time to think about it because he’s kissing you like a man starved for weeks.

“I wanted to surprise you,” he murmurs against your lips before he trails to the side, kissing the corner of your lips, your jaw and lowering. His finger is teasing you and you whine in response. “But instead, you gave me a surprise. How naughty of you.” He chuckles before he pulls away, straddling your lap. He looks at you from above, his eyes filled with lust and hunger that you wonder if you could sate it.

“Let me show you just how much I cherish you.”

Your heart is beating fast, but you find yourself nodding. You reach out your hands to cup his cheeks and you pull him closer, pressing your lips against his, your arms going behind him. Your noses brush against each other and Nash’s hands slip beneath you to pull your bodies closer.

“Happy birthday, baby…” he whispers and you unconsciously smile. “Let me spoil you to no ends today.”

[unsteadyshade]

may i please request from the prompt list : 33 and 56 together 😅 any pairing is fine..surprise us

i took this and ran with it. i barely remembered 56 towards the end, so if it’s a bit odd, forgive me asdfghjkl thank you for your constant support and for sending the ask! <3 i hope you enjoy! AO3

It’s been five years since Weiss has seen either Yang or Blake, ever since the partners--in what she believes is an accurately vague description of their current relationship, or lack thereof--decided to take time to tour Remnant together after everything settled down. She had sent them off with a fond farewell, steadfastly ignoring the odd pang in her own chest and had thought that would be the end of it. Or at least when they saw each other again, it’d be easier somehow for Weiss to face them.

But she should’ve known that reality wouldn’t be as easy to face. Especially alone, since Ruby had just taken off on another mission with Penny. Weiss wasn't going to just cancel though. That would be rude. It's not like she missed them.

"So did you miss us?" Yang immediately asks after settling into the chair across from her, Blake having successfully convinced them to let her pay. Weiss tried not to focus on the soft smile she gave Yang before walking away or the way that amethyst eyes lingered on her retreating form before turning back to Weiss. Unfortunately for Weiss, this means that she has to focus on the question, which isn't one she thinks she should answer honestly.

(The answer is with all of her heart. And then some.)

Finally settling on rolling her eyes, Weiss scoffs for emphasis. "No. Of course not."

It’s been five years since Weiss has seen them, but Yang can still read her so well. Her emotional intelligence is not something that Weiss likes in this moment, however. The blonde squints, her eyes brighter than Weiss has ever remembered, and barks out a single word. “Liar.”

Rolling her eyes once again, Weiss tries another tactic. “It’s unfair to ask that and not answer the question yourself.” She knows that Yang is smart, that she’d understand what Weiss is truly asking in what she’s not saying.

“I have missed you.” Yang says, softly and with so much certainty that Weiss’s heart aches to close the gap between them. She’s so close yet so far, and Weiss is still speechless by the time she senses another person’s presence approaching them. Weiss is grateful for the interruption.

“Excuse me, ladies.” Weiss is not grateful for the interruption anymore. She sighs before turning to look at the approaching blue-haired man. His cocky smirk reminds her of boys who try to make a move--oh.

Oh no. “Not interested, man.” Yang attempts to curtly cut off any attempts at his potential flirting. The man only smirks before continuing.

“Not interested in what? I just want to talk to you two lovely ladies. It’s a shame you’re here alone.”

“We’re not alone.” Weiss and Yang say at the same time though for likely different reasons. She tries not to overthink it as she gives him her best glare. The man clears his throat awkwardly but doesn’t move away from their table. He gestures vaguely between them with a hand, which Weiss finds is an alarmingly accurate way to describe their current relationship.

“What do you mean? You two aren’t together. If you were, you’d be more...obvious.” He smirks, as if that mental image alone would satisfy him. It makes Weiss’s skin crawl, memories of being treated as some sort of trophy for Atlas boys clawing at her mind.

Yang’s chair scrapes loudly as she stands then, startling Weiss out of her thoughts. She’s quick to stand too, knowing how quickly things may escalate. Her friend jabs a finger into the man’s chest, and Weiss can already see the familiar redness spreading over amethyst. “Listen pal. I’m only gonna say this one more time. We’re not interested. Either get that in your head and leave us alone or I’ll make sure the message sticks.” Her gauntlets shine ominously as she raises them for effect, and he swallows nervously while looking over at Weiss.

“Hey come on. Can’t you ladies take a joke or lighten up? This was all for fun.” Weiss looks him over quickly, noticing the tailored button up he has on and unscathed hands. He’s just another Atlas civilian, and she sighs as she places a firm but gentle hand on Yang’s shoulder. Almost red eyes meet hers in disbelief, but Weiss just shakes her head. They stare at each other for a few charged moments, the heat radiating off of Yang impossible not to feel now, before she sighs and closes her eyes. When she opens them again, amethyst is all that’s present now, though that doesn’t stop Yang from shoving him and grabbing Weiss’s hand to practically drag her out of the café.

It’s only after they’ve walked a fair ways away from the café that Weiss squeezes the hand gripping hers hard enough that she pauses and turns around with wide eyes. “Weiss?”

“What was that? We didn’t need to scare him. In case you’ve forgotten, I do know how to reject unwanted advances.” Yang looks down, and it’s when she feels a gentle prosthetic thumb rubbing over the back of her hand does Weiss realize that she hasn’t let go yet. Weiss isn’t sure if she should pull away or if that would make things awkward, so she stays for now.

“I know! I just...I didn’t like how he was looking at you.” Weiss frowns. Yang is overprotective, of course, but there was something new in her tone that she isn’t sure how to interpret. She must’ve recognized it too because she looks away with a clenched jaw.

“Yang, I’m used to this. I assure you it’s no issue if I have to reject someone. I know how to handle these situations.”

“But you shouldn’t have to! No one should be treating you like you’re owed to them. I just want that to stop.” Yang declares, blazing now red eyes meeting Weiss’s frigid blue ones. Weiss actually gasps, the look more intensely passionate than any other time her friend has looked at her. Then those eyes move down to her still slightly parted lips, and Weiss immediately licks them to test the waters of their bond. She feels like she’s burning up already as Yang starts trembling, almost as if she wants to--

“Kiss me.” The words leave Weiss’s wet lips unbidden. She’d take them back, but Weiss doesn’t do things halfway, even if they are accidental. Besides, the way that Yang’s gaze flared after she spoke only encourages her.

“What?” Yang sounds so affected, and Weiss wants to taste all of that hunger.

“Just kiss me.” Weiss repeats. She’s barely done before Yang is practically crashing into her, mouth meeting hers over and over with a frenzy she’s learned is a staple of their bond. She’s not sure who decides to add exploratory hands to the mix first, but they’re grasping and gasping now, Yang picking her up and pinning her against the alley’s wall.

Undeterred, Weiss moves to plant kisses along her neck, reveling in all of Yang’s reactions, whether it’s from her body or mouth. Yang reacts with her entire being, not shying away from loud sounds or movements that leave no doubt as to how affected she is. When she gently runs a hand through Weiss’s short hair while feeling her teammate’s tongue soothing another bite on her neck, Yang can’t help but rasp out what’s been on her mind ever since first seeing Weiss again after five years.

“How’d this happen?” Her voice is so hoarse now, and Weiss loves it even if it took a few moments for the question to register. Especially because it took a few moments to register. She leans back, relishing how easily Yang can hold her in place even as she’s trying to catch her breath.

“A few years ago someone accidentally cut off a part of my long hair in the middle of a fight. I decided to just...keep cutting it.” Yang fiddles with her hair as she talks, smiling at her fondly, and Weiss can’t help but wonder if she has a type she goes for. The thought immediately leaves her as soon as it surfaces, but it’s hard to ignore the heated look in Yang’s eyes that she’s only ever looked at Blake with.

“It looks good.” Their moment is broken by an all too familiar voice, and Weiss’s eyes widen even as she sees Blake walking up to them. She’s unsure what to say or if she even should attempt to explain herself. Then Blake tilts her head up, and Weiss is suddenly staring into a second set of darkened eyes. “You look good. I forgot to say that earlier.” Weiss stares, unable to speak for multiple reasons. She had expected Blake to react...differently, to say the least.

Was her assumption wrong? Were they not together? Or did they just have a different kind of relationship to what she had initially assumed?

Or did they normally include a third person? The possibility of that is too much for Weiss to consider right now, heated hands and heated looks searing through her. She takes the safe way out, locking all of her thoughts away for now.

“Did you bring us our coffees or will we have to go somewhere else?” Weiss asks. Blake slowly swipes a thumb across her slightly swollen bottom lip while answering.

“I have them.” Blake smirks, and Weiss regrets ever asking. “You’re still thirsty?” She swipes them lightly on their shoulders as they chuckle with a huff. She can’t win with them.

(They all decide to stay at a hotel for some reason that night. The receptionist informs them that there are two rooms available, and Weiss immediately accepts one for herself before anyone can object. She doesn’t know if she’s just missed an opportunity of sorts with the way they look at her as she bids them a quick farewell but doesn’t regret her choice...until she’s alone with her thoughts in a too big bed at least. The bed could fit two or three overall, and that’s not helping her racing thoughts. Blake and Yang have a room to themselves, and Weiss wonders if they would’ve selected so if she hadn’t claimed one for herself first. It’s the last thought she has before falling asleep and falling into dreams of dark, dark coal fanning the flames of bright, bright flames that Weiss is all too happy to be consumed by.)

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It’s been two weeks since Weiss misspoke and made the best worst mistake of her life, and she’s been working on how to appropriately apologize to Blake. Her friend deserves it. Weiss crossed a line in their relationship--whatever it is--and she refuses to ignore it any longer, even if it may make things awkward. She finds an opportunity for some alone time with Blake when Ruby drags her sister down for a mission in Mantle while Blake and her stay up in Atlas.

Except Weiss forgot how focused she and Blake are during missions. The duo have crafted a plan to eavesdrop on suspected dust smugglers and are currently sitting in the same Faunus friendly restaurant that they were just in a few weeks ago. No blue-haired men are in sight, so Weiss counts that as a win. What feels significantly less of a win is how she still hasn’t spoken about anything that didn’t count as small talk to Blake yet.

They’re seated close to the suspects to overhear but not close enough to be suspicious. The men are sitting much too close to be considered casual and talking quietly. From this angle, Weiss is having a hard time overhearing anything, and she’s not sure if Blake is faring any better even with her Faunus hearing. Weiss stirs her cup of coffee as she speaks quietly.

“Can you hear anything?” Blake frowns and sighs, placing her teacup down.

“No, I can’t make out their words. If I angled my head just a bit, I’d be able to tell. I’d have to do it in a way that wasn’t suspicious though...” Blake stares at her for a long moment as if considering something. Weiss raises a brow.

“If you have an idea, I’m open to listening.”

“Kiss me.” Weiss nearly chokes on her next mouthful of coffee but manages to barely swallow it down. She briefly wonders if karma is real after all for her to be hearing the exact same words she used on Yang the last time they were here.

“What?”

“Just kiss me.” Weiss stares as her friend tilts her head, Faunus ears now angled towards the other table. Blake nods, indicating that she can hear them now. All Weiss thinks as Blake slowly leans forward is that this is for the good of the mission.

When their lips do meet, Weiss considers asking for similar missions in the future. And because she’s been on her mind for the past two weeks, Weiss can’t help it when her thoughts start drifting from the past to the present. There are differences--the lingering taste of tea on her tongue--but also similarities, and Weiss is breathless from their passion long before Blake leans back. She doesn’t move far, their heavy breaths intermingling in the small space between them.

“Did you get what you were looking for?” Weiss whispers, unable to take her eyes off of her.

“I did.” Blake whispers back. Weiss isn’t sure if they’re still talking about the mission and is too afraid to ask so just nods.

“I’m really glad I came back early.” A voice startles Weiss again, and she’s already planning to apologize when Yang’s cheeky wink makes her pause. The blonde leans over their table and smirks, reminding Weiss of how Blake had a similar expression after catching them. “So is there room for one more or...?”

Blake’s lighthearted laugh and fond smile makes her heart flutter, but she’s too focused on the question to answer. Room for one more? Could she possibly be...?

The rest of the mission goes flawlessly of course, but Weiss would be lying if she said she was focused on it the entire time. It frustrates her enough that she decides that she’s tired of being left out of something that feels like it should be obvious. She intends to get some answers one way or another, even if she has to put her heart on the line to do so.

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This time, Weiss only waits a few days before putting her plan into motion. She makes sure they celebrate Ruby’s birthday at the Schnee mansion since it’s large enough for everyone to gather. It makes Weiss’s heart beat pleasantly as she observes their friends--family now--mingle with her kin. There’s still a ways to go in repairing certain relationships, but Weiss is proud of the progress they’ve made, individually and together.

It’s likely past midnight by the time Weiss heads to her room to change after Ruby had spilled some punch on her accidentally. Weiss had rolled her eyes and assured her best friend that everything was fine. It had taken several more reassurances before Ruby believed her, but she truly didn’t care about appearances much now.

In her room, Weiss pauses before the large mirror and grimaces only slightly at the dark stain on her button up shirt. She’s honestly just glad that her short hair wasn’t dirty. After unbuttoning her shirt, Weiss looks back into the mirror to see her other teammates standing behind her near the door. They had been stealing glances at her all night, individually and together, and she knew it was only a matter of time before they decided to talk to her.

Turning around, Weiss crosses her arms as she stares them down, taking silent satisfaction in how their gazes travel to the unbuttoned shirt before refocusing on her face. “You two have been staring at me all night. Is there something you need?”

The partners share one of their wordless glances before turning to face her together. “So we’re not gonna talk about how you’ve kissed us both?” Subtlety, not Yang’s strong suit. For once, Weiss is glad for it since she wasn’t sure she’d ever have brought it up herself. She shifts a bit as she leans against her dresser.

“If I’ve offended either of you, I apologize. The situations weren’t ideal, and clearly things spiraled beyond what was appropriate.” They stare at her, perplexed. Weiss huffs and glares back. “Well, say something!” Yang continues staring at her while Blake clears her throat.

“Um...how do you feel about that?” Weiss stares at her. She had expected Blake to formulate a different question but notices how nervous her friend is. Raising her brows, Weiss glances at Yang and notices that she’s just as nervous. And now knowing that they’re both nervous makes her feel the same.

“What...do you mean by that?” Weiss asks carefully.

“You know...did you like it? Wanna do it again sometime maybe?” Yang asks, the last question blurted out so quickly Weiss had to take a moment to decipher what exactly she said. When she does comprehend, she stares back with wide eyes.

“Excuse me? I thought you two...” She clears her throat and tries again. “Is that...something you’re both interested in?”

“Wait. What were you going to say?” Blake asks, intentionally avoiding answering. Weiss rolls her eyes but indulges her, looking directly at the partners as she speaks.

“I thought you two were together.” They look at each other, and Weiss raises her brows when she see small blushes on their cheeks. It’s Yang who speaks up first.

“We’re always together.” She rolls her eyes again.

“That’s not what I meant. I thought...” Weiss trails off as she sees their reddening faces. Wait. They weren’t...? Oh.

Oh. She’s not sure if she just made the best or worst mistake of her life. But there is one thing she is sure of. Weiss grabs a fresh button up shirt and moves towards the door.

“I’ll let you two sort things out then--”

“Weiss--” They call out and each grab one of her hands. She stares at the uneven circle they make, points of connection with no definite beginning or end. Weiss slowly looks up at her friends’ similarly conflicted faces. They’re both confused now, and she knows they can both feel how quick her pulse is beating through their gentle holds on her wrists.

Maybe saying what she’s been burying for years won’t help, but maybe it will. Either way, Weiss can’t bear to have them look at her like that any longer. She takes a deep breath in then looks at Yang. It’ll be easier to say this when only looking at one of them.

“I’ve been in love with you for years.”

[fizzingwizard]

So I’m sure you’re ALL on tenterhooks to find out what I thought of episode 36... the answer is.... LOVED IT!!!! No I really did. If you like Taishiro friendship, this is an essential episode to watch. Doesn’t blow me out of the water, but still just good.

Although Taichi has a big something to do as usual, it’s still very much a Koushirou episode. FREAKING YAY. I have a dozen thoughts about it, and what bugs me the most, of course, is how we needed this episode AGES ago ugh. But we’ve now had two or three episodes in a row that have actually felt like Digimon Adventure, so perhaps all that finger-crossing is working?

They could unravel all that good work in a minute by never addressing it again... or not letting Koushirou show his personality unless it’s his “turn” for an episode from here on... but you know, I will cross that bridge when we come to it.

Pic of the day:

“I don’t like people. But they are occasionally useful.” - 2020 Izumi Koushirou’s life lesson, lmao

*The red strip at the top is about the big earthquake that hit Eastern Japan yesterday. It’s annoying to have it there for the entire episode - usually they only stick around for a couple minutes - but this WAS a large earthquake. It caused many people to lose power. So making sure everyone knows what’s going takes precedence over Sunday morning cartoons. (I’m in Osaka and didn’t even feel it, but my friends in Tokyo prefecture very much did.)

Lots and LOTS of ranting from a rabid Taishiro fan under the cut!

(also I didn’t check for typos so. yeah)

The episode starts right off by assuring us this is a Koushirou episode. We get the trademark Izumi Koushirou floating in the void of space sequence, which is excellent and very encouraging framing.

Koushirou Kenobi: “Use the force, Taichi.”

Taichi: “Use it yourself.”

(the episode in a nutshell)

The initial thing that bugged me - okay, so the kids got separated for the umpteenth time many episodes ago, and since then we’ve stuck to Taichi like barnacles. The only glimpses we’d get of the other kids showed: Yamato running towards something, Koushirou flying towards something while researching the satellite malfunction, Jou in the hot springs, and Mimi at the crystal caves. For Jou and Mimi, I don’t care, because they never tried to move, but Yamato and Koushirou were constantly moving. Yet, in the end, it’s Taichi’s group that catches up with Koushirou, rather than the other way around. It DOES make sense - it seems like Koushirou told them to “meet at the giant gold pillar” because that’s where they needed to be to save the world, so it became the rendezvous point. But it just bugs me because, once again, all the activity is on Taichi’s side. But that’s a minor quibble. The end result is still THIS:

More of the team is together!!! Taichi and Koushirou are together!!! Yaaayy!!!

... the betting pool for how long it will be till the next separation is now open >.>

Poor Komodomon’s long mop dog fur is so dirty. “Fizz his fur always looks like that.” He’s tracking mud everywhere. “Fizz look at his ears his fur is supposed to look that way.” Next episode - everyone gives Komondomon a bath.

So the start of this episode is just a bunch of talking about how dire things are with the satellite situation. I’m not gonna bother translating. Watch the sub when it’s out if you really want to know :P The important thing is, the gold pillar is directly causing the malfunction, no one on Earth can stop the satellite from plummeting to Tokyo, the city is being evacuated, and there are only 20 minutes till impact.

Koushirou has an elaborate plan which Sora adorably sums up as “So, we’re gonna shoot it out of the sky *makes punching motion*”

The crux of Koushirou’s plan hinges on a repeat of how Omegamon saved Tokyo from the missile way back in like, episode 2 or 3. Taichi says, “Yeah, but I barely remember how we did that.” Which is hilarious because I don’t remember either because it was 30 EPISODES AGO. Once again this episode feels like it was meant to happen WAY EARLIER THAN IT DID. It’s just weird to be referencing something that happened 30 episodes ago after everything else that’s happened, AND on top of that, there are many references in this episode and none from later than like, episode 10 or 12. Making this all seem very oddly timed.

I’m not quite sure if, within the story itself, it matters that Taichi “doesn’t remember well.” He also doesn’t remember the Devimon battle where he and Agumon were infected with dark energy. That one makes sense for him not to remember. If that hadn’t happened, I would just take his “I don’t remember how we stopped the missile” to just mean it was so long ago. But together, it’s making me wonder if something else is going on.

Or maybe Taichi’s just been hit on the head one too many times (okay, that seems the most likely of all, haha)

People of Tokyo: Is it Godzilla again? I heard he’s itching to fight King Kong. You know, given how often our city is attacked by kaiju, some might wonder why we haven’t moved away by now. But home is home, ya know?

The group sets up to fly to the peak of the gold pillar. Obviously, without Yamato, there’s no Omegamon. No one points this out, but Koushirou seems very stressed with his plan, and it seems that he contacted Taichi in the first place because he thought “Taichi’s the one who can pull this off.”

After hearing the plan, Taichi shoots him through the heart with another “Koushirou, you’re so awesome!” and YAY I MISSED THIS SO MUCH!!!!!! *sobs*

Then he does his best to reassure Koushirou by remaining positive and determined that they can and will do this no matter how much Koushirou waves. The majority of the episode is them flying up the pillar while being assaulted by enemies trying to stop them, so it’s not like they get to talk about their feelings (lol). But at least we get a bunch of close ups of Koushirou’s and Taichi’s expressions, and that’s how we see this dynamic in play. Yes, Koushirou is the brainy one who made the plan, but he doesn’t have the confidence to take the lead, so he handed the reins to Taichi. As for Taichi - yes he has the confidence, yes he can do it... but he also has absolute faith in Koushirou. So that’s why this episode makes my little Koushirou fanatic heart skip a beat.

First of the enemies is this guy, aptly named BladeKuwagamon.

They’re actually pretty scary! They do real damage. (Blood in Digimon word is glowy unicorn-like stuff haha). Birdramon gets stabbed, but before Sora can get too upset, she just yanks the blade out of her chest...

... and then crushes it into dust with her beak.

Sora: Holy crap, my partner is metal AF.

Forgot to mention earlier but 5 whole minutes of the 20 minute countdown are used up just by digivolving apparently xD Taichi keeps asking Koushirou “how much time is left” and Koushirou’s panic grows more visible with each passing second...

MetaLiffeKuwagemon looks cooler than he is. Supposedly he’s there to bring out the big guns, but to be honest...

... the BladeKuwagamon don’t seem to need the help :P The enemy’s strategy is obvious: isolate each member of the team to prevent anyone from getting to the top. This is why Koushirou’s so stressed: he’s got a plan that is totally reliant on there being a leader strong enough to pull it off AND there being enough backup to protect that leader from the large number of enemies. And Koushirou doesn’t like these odds.

Garudamon gets stabbed AGAIN

Sora: Go on, we’ll be fine.

Taichi: Are you sure??

Garudamon: *DESTROYS EVERYTHING WITH FIRE*

I MEAN HONESTLY! Garudamon is not only my favorite of Piyomon’s evolutions, it’s pretty much my favorite Adventure evolution. Always has been since I was 11 years old. And she (and Sora) NEVER get that credit. Like. Growing up, with US dub Adventure, I interpreted Sora as more of a straight up tomboy than she is in the original. That’s okay, that’s whatever, but what was most important to me was that I saw her as the third “strong” member along with Taichi and Yamato. Those two were clearly in a class above her, but I saw her as being in the same “Taiorato” league. Garudamon seemed to prove that: she was so cool, so powerful, and... yeah, I just always thought she had so much potential to be awesome and never got why it wasn’t used. That’s also why I was disappointed in Tri - like, I liked Soushitsu, but I just wanted more from Sora’s arc. Same thing in Kizuna: I understand Sora’s arc, I don’t hate it or anything - I think it makes sense for her. But since I wanted something different for her all those years ago, it just left me feeling a bit flat.

but enough about other Digimon series :P Garudamon gets to be super cool here and I only hope we get to see more of it in this reboot. I’ll forgive it some of its other mistakes if we do :D

With Takeru/Hikari and Sora isolated by the BladeKuwagamon, it’s up to Taichi and Koushirou alone to race against the clock! Their teeth are clenched, sweat runs in rivulets down their skin, their hearts are pounding in desperation...

Koushirou: Taichi-san! If we don’t get to the top soon it’ll be too late!

Taichi: Just don’t call me late for dinner!

Koushirou: ASDFGHJKL;’ DAD JOKES NOW?? REALLY????????

MetaLiffeKuwagamon makes life that much harder by knocking them against the pillar. However, this is a pillar of data, which enabled the BladeKuwagamon to evolve into MetaLiffeKuwagamon in the first place. Bugs aren’t that bright.

Taichi and MetalGreymon are nearly submerged inside the pillar as a result, and then we get this sequence of red and black. The pillar had been emitting dark lightning, so I started to think... omg... is MetalGreymon gonna get a Dark Evolution???????

.... Nah. That would have made sense, but.... nah :P

Overall I’m glad though, because that would really have turned this into a Taichi episode instead of a Koushirou one.

I’m not personally certain what the point of bringing BlitzGreymon out was. I had figured he would be like, a super fast evolution that would enable them to make it to the top. That would also have turned this into a Taichi episode. But...

... Taichi tells Koushirou that he will have to go divert the satellite because Taichi has to deal with MetaLiffeKuwagamon.

I was both really pleased and really surprised. Because, again, now what’s the point of BlitzGreymon...? Why did we need a new Agumon evolution? There’s no particular reason why they couldn’t have just isolated Taichi with the enemy the same way the others were and had him tell Koushirou to keep going on his own then. They did do that, but first they gave him a new evolution. Why? Just because it’s cool?? I assume that must be the reason but we don’t even see BlitzGreymon fight xD It’s... it’s weird. But whatever.

Taichi: Go, Koushirou!!!!! You can do it!!!!!

Fiz: *dies a thousand brilliant deaths*

So, Koushirou tells Taichi that he can’t do it - he can support Taichi, but he can’t take the lead. Taichi’s just like that’s wack, dude, of course you can do it. What I LOVE about Taichi and Koushirou’s dynamic is just that: Taichi never sees Koushirou as a weakling. The fact that he’s small, or that he’s brains over brawn, or even that he’s kinda antisocial - those are all reasons an energetic, extroverted kid like Taichi might bully, or at least think poorly, of Koushirou.

But Taichi values Koushirou. He knows how hard he works and is impressed both by that hard work and his talent. What’s more, he doesn’t see Koushirou’s brains as his support system. The whole time Koushirou’s thinking he’s there to support Taichi with his plan, Taichi was thinking, “I’m here to support Koushirou’s plan.” That is SO, SO important. And that’s why I LOVE this episode. The one thing the reboot seemed to really understand, that hooked me from the start, was the way it just GOT Taichi and Koushirou. They each support and follow each other, while each feeling like the other is better than them. Ugh I could like, cry over Taishiro now... omg....

Taichi is successful in pushing Koushirou to go on, but of course Koushirou himself is still plagued with doubts. He reflects on how he’s always been fine being alone. He hasn’t particularly wanted friends and didn’t mind not having them, even though adults worried.

(Side note: this is a normal, if kinda rare, personality trait. I have it too. I always score Koushirou on “what Digimon character are you?” tests too lmao. Just like some people feel the need to be surrounded by others at all times, there are those whose social needs are very very low. I’m one of them. There’s nothing wrong with it except that even those people can get lonely and it’s easy to misunderstand them as shy or snobby. So what I love about Koushirou is, yes he learns to value his relationships more, but also learns to value himself. He is Koushirou: a brainy kid who’s happy on his own, but also happy with friends. While some people, like Mimi, struggle with that aspect of his personality, others, like Taichi, just accept it. To me that’s the best life lesson there is: there are always people who can and will be friends with you. Yes, I’ve lost friends because I just wasn’t social enough for them. But I have other friends who I’ve known for literal decades now. And I REALLY love those friends.)

Koushirou feels grateful that he has AlturKabuterimon, and also that he has Taichi. So... here he is, reflecting on the last time he had meaningful interaction with that great friend Taichi... back in episode three. -____________-

Seriously, this would mean a lot more if this dynamic had been built on continually until this episode...

Koushirou then briefly reflects on each of the other Chosen. Notably, every single solo image of them is from an episode that Koushirou either wasn’t in or wasn’t with them at the moment. Then we get this group image. It’s from EPISODE 12. (I’m actually not sure of the episode number but the point is, it’s from A LONG LONG TIME AGO. I think it’s the swamp episode??) That drives me NUTS. We shouldn’t have to reach soooo far back to find meaningful moments!!! Urk.

Koushirou makes it to the peak of the pillar and AlturKabuterimon attacks the satellite to drive it off course. We see the impression of what looks to be HerculesKabuterimon and I really thought we’d get an evolution - it seemed way more appropriate than freaking BlitzGreymon - but nope.

Oh well. Koushirou still saves the day. The people at home get to see the Crest of Knowledge take over their screens, hopefully giving rise to the idea that a nerd superhero is protecting them. Koushirou is the hero we deserve.

The satellite falls into the water. I was like, shouldn’t that cause a tsunami lol?

... be careful what you wish for >_>;

fortunately people were evacuated soooo things will be okay.

He did it!! He’s so happy! AlturKabuterimon’s triumphant holler is adorable.

Taichi and BlitzGreymon fought hard OFF SCREEN!! OFF SCREEN!! HIP HIP HOORAY! And then we get to see him leaning on Sora T_T could this episode give me any more perfect moments?? Looooove it

So yeah, if you can’t tell, I’m thrilled with this episode. There are just a couple things I would have liked to improve: better animation, at least one palpable heart to heart between Taichi and Koushirou, or just a bit more time spent explictly in Koushirou’s head - but honestly we got something that is pretty darn good, especially for this reboot. I hope we do get more like this, both for Koushirou and for the others. I hope the growth here isn’t forgotten moving forward. I really, REALLY want to see more of that “I lead, you support me - you lead, I support you” mutually beneficial relationship that is the foundation of Taishiro <3

So next week! Mimi’s back and the heads are gonna roll!

Lmao!

My theory that she’s finding crystals to make Crests seems unlikely to be the case now that we know the rocks constract the rock Digimon. But... hey, we’ll find out next week.

Also Taichi’s gonna make this face after talking with Mimi bahahahaha. I can’t wait.

[summonerscenarios]

Hope ur doing okay Juno! Could I get your choice of summoners & shinjuku teachers reaction hcs to Mc just up and disappearing without a trace and they just stumble onto Mc a week or two later beaten and bleeding trying to patch their very real, non app inflicted wounds (like requires stitches type wounds) and when Mc notices them they just light up with a big smile and go "Oh hey! :D I got kidnapped!". I doubt much would happen legally with Mc being a transient and all ^^

Heyya hun I’m doing better! ^^ Man with everything that’s happened to the MC we may as well add kidnapping to the list! If they’ve got a dangerous situations bucket list they’ve got one more thing to cross off asdfghjkl.

Had to limit this one to three or else I probably would’ve gotten carried away but I hope it’s okay! ^^

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Toji

When news had first started to circle that you hadn’t been showing up to your lessons Toji’s immediate first thought was to wonder what kind of trouble you’ve gotten yourself into now. It’s no secret that you have a penchant for running headfirst into danger, disappearing for a time without any warning , but you always find your way back one way or another, ever optimistic and often with a gaggle of new allies in tow. And it’s because of this that Toji doesn’t worry as much as he should, and makes a point to assure the other Summoners that you’ll be coming back soon, a statement that he finds himself regretting the next day. When he comes to your room and finds the place completely untouched is when he starts to doubt his surety; it’s clear you never made it back here the last time you two talked, and when night turns to day and you still haven’t returned is when the Summoner’s realize that you aren’t just lost - they need to find you.

While Shiro goes to inform the teachers Toji takes to the streets to look for answers, hoping for even a  sliver of information he can find about your whereabouts that will convince him that you’re fine. He finds himself delving back into the nooks and crannies of Tokyo, getting in touch with the few contacts he still has in the hopes to bear some fruit in the investigation and growing increasingly more tense as each of those leads turns up absolutely nothing. It’s almost like you’ve just disappeared, but Toji knows better, and the sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach only blooms further at the realization that it’s something more sinister.

At the end of each unsuccessful day Toji finds himself returning to your dorm room. That place has been essentially torn apart and rebuilt looking for clues but even so he comes back if only to remind himself why he’s trying so hard to look. There’s pieces of you here, signs of the life that you’ve lived at the school and the memories you’ve made - pictures, books, spare uniforms, games - they’re a reflection of who you are, and seeing them renews his determination to find you and bring you back so this place can continue to swell with memories. 

But one night is different. As Toji comes down the hall to check on your room a chill runs up his back when he sees the door cracked open, light filtering out into the dark of the hallway like a beacon. Immediately he’s on the offensive; no one else should be in there at this time of night (though Ryota did try to insist on a roster in case someone came back) and the possibility that the ones responsible for your disappearance has come back makes him cautious. He approaches silently one hand prepared to unsheathe his sword as the other comes to rest against the door, listening to the sounds of movement inside. One,two…

At the third count he shoves open the door and prepares himself for a fight, the demand for answers barely passing his lips at the sight before him. Back resting against the bed, covered in bruises and looking like an absolute mess is you, midway through using a piece of your shirt to cover the nasty gash dug into your thigh when you jolt at his sudden entrance. He expects you to scream, to cry or even get angry at him for scaring you, but instead your entire expression brightens up, a smile that would have been dazzling if it wasn’t for the bruises marring your cheek spreading across your face as you try to stand and greet him. Toji has to dart across the dorm room to catch you as you buckle, easing you back onto the floor as he comes to kneel by your side. He scolds you to stay still but really he’s just baffled; you’ve been gone for days without a trace only to appear back in your room looking like you took on all of Tokyo (which honestly he wouldn’t put it past you) and yet you’re still smiling as though nothing’s wrong. But even he can see you’re exhausted, exhausted but relieved that he’s here. 

He should go and notify the others, and goes to do so, but when you cling to his arm and beg him to stay with you at least until you finish patching up Toji relents, ordering you to try not to move too much as he takes over trying to fix you up. He’s been in situations like this before - he’s had to deal with his own wounds outside of the app in the past so he has an idea of what he’s doing, but with nothing but the torn remains of a shirt and water from the sink to clean and dress the wound Toji knows that this is only a temporary fix. 

You fill him in on what happened, about the kidnapping and the fights that led up to your escape and running until you were right back here. The way you tell the story is so nonchalant, even laughing about how you would have gotten here faster if it wasn’t for your leg as though it’s a funny story. He’s seen people cope in different ways but just hearing you attempting to make light of the situation makes his heart clench . Now that you were back the investigation would likely be called off - even with the kidnapping and injury the fact you were alive would be enough for the legal system to back off, convinced the situation has sorted itself out. But Toji knows that the others won’t back down so easily - Kengo will go on the warpath just to find the people responsible, Shiro will be filling every ally guild to get them on board with tracking them down, and Ryota will be getting in touch with just about every friend you’ve ever made since entering Tokyo to join the search and get you justice. And of course Toji will be right alongside them, but for now his focus is on you, biting his tongue as you continue to downplay your experience if only to keep you comfortable, and making plans for notifying the other Summoners as soon as you’re stable enough for him to bring them together.

Ryota

Ryota had started to worry when he realized that you hadn’t been with the other Summoner’s when school started. He’s been the last one to see you last night, the two of you walking back to his dorm room after the latest Summoner meeting and him seeing you off at the door. Sometimes you were late and that could very well have been what was happening this time, but Ryota still finds himself growing concerned when the day goes on and you still don’t show up. The nail in the coffin is when the night time curfew rolls around and Shiro comes back from your dorm room with a serious look on his face, letting the other Summoner’s know that you haven’t touched your room and it’s clear that you’d never made it back the night before.  

Immediately the worst case scenarios fill his head - where could you be? Surely you were okay! Maybe you just went to sleep over at a friend’s house and lost track of time - that happens all the time so of course that had to be it!...Right? Toji makes a remark that maybe you had ended up wrapped up in someone else’s problems again, something you were probably famous for at this point, but Shiro is firm that if you aren’t back by morning they’re going to have to assume you’ve gone missing. Sure enough once the next day rolls around and you’re not back everyone’s jumping into action - Shiro goes off to alert the faculty and the necessary adults, whilst Kengo and Toji take to Tokyo’s streets looking for any sign of you that they can find. Ryota starts with the people you guys know at school and starts branching out reaching out to others; Moritaka and Choji, the mountaineering club, Maria and the Missionaries - he gets into contact with as many as he can in the hopes that they can help find you and bring you back safe.

He’s relieved that so many people are pulling together to help but Ryota still can’t help but worry. You were so strong, but what happened if you’d been taken? You could be out there waiting for them to come and save you and they don’t even have an inkling to where you are. You must be so scared...no. Every time those thoughts creep in he shakes them away - you’d come back, you always did! They just have to keep looking until you do! And sure enough a week later you turn up! 

Right at his door.

When a knock came at his door he’d assumed that it was Shiro or Moritaka - the two of them had made a point of doing the rounds once every night to update them on the situation - but when he opens the door he finds someone else. You’re leaning against the door, trying to make it look casual even though you’re shaking and giving him a wave as you greet him like nothing’s wrong. Ryota’s shouts so loud it’s a miracle that no-one woke up at the sound and he doesn’t hesitate to hug you, holding you close just to make sure that you’re actually there; that you’re okay. When you let out a pained wheeze however a new wave of panic seeps in and suddenly he’s panicking all over again because that’s when he really gets a look at you. 

You’re hurt, really hurt. If this had been in a battle zone Ryota could use his sacred artifact to heal you up but this is real life, your wounds are real, and he can’t do anything about it. And yet you still seem so happy to see him, smiling and apologizing for making him worried. He begs you to at least sit down before you tell him anything about what happened, calling out into the hallways hoping that someone else hears him and comes to help and nearly paling when he notices the bloody hand print you left on the door frame when you went to sit down. The more that Ryota hears about what happened to you the more visibly horrified he becomes; the whole time everyone was trying to find you this is what you were going through? It’s almost as though you’re trying to reassure him by acting so nonchalant but he knows that this situation is serious. He’s glad you’re back now but this isn’t the end of it, and he’s not the only one who knows it when the other Summoner’s come barging through the door to find out what’s going on.

Mononobe

Mononobe would be at the forefront of the investigation since the alarm was first raised that you’d disappeared. When you fail to show up to your classes there’s initially talk about you skipping classes, leaving the school grounds to avoid getting caught by the teachers, but Mononobe knows that if you had gone anywhere you would have told at least one of your friends where you were going. This is only confirmed when Shiro approaches him at the end of the school day to confide in him that you still haven’t come back. Not only that but after checking your room it’s clear that you never made it back to your dorm room - everything is exactly as you left it before, and that is when the seriousness of the situation sinks in.

Word fortunately gets around fast; with how many friends you’ve made across Tokyo there’s more people reaching out to the school every day with an offer of help towards the investigation.  Mononobe, while hesitant at the influx of people getting involved (i mean fighters, missionaries and literal millionaires make for an odd combo of friends) he’s relieved that there’s so many people who want to get you back home safe and sound. If it had been any other transient student the investigation would likely have been left purely in the schools hands, and with each day that passes the situation weighs ever more heavier on him. Even locked away from the world Tokyo’s a big place - you could be anywhere and could maybe even disappear altogether if you really wanted to, but there’s a sinking feeling in his gut that tells him this time wasn’t such a case.

It’s the week after you went missing that you show up. It was after school hours and after reminding the students to stick together when going home Mononobe was heading back to the staff room when he hears it. The sound of something toppling over and a curse makes him freeze in his tracks and he turns towards one of the classrooms. It’s empty, should be empty, but someone’s rummaging around inside and they’re not being quiet about it. At first it’s easy to assume that it’s a stray student - during the first day of the search for you, students were sneaking into the school grounds hoping to find some kind of clue to where you had gone. But this time was different.

When Mononobe opened the door and flicked on the light you were right there, sat on the teacher’s desk with a first aid kit open and scattered across your lap. You were in terrible shape, body beaten and bloody in a way that most people probably wouldn’t be standing, but your expression looked determined, fingers working sloppily to dress a wound that even across the room he can see needs more than a bandage. You were so focused you must not have heard him come in, but after a week of seeing hide nor hair of you your name comes from his lips in a quiet gasp before he can stop himself.

You immediately perk up, head snapping to meet his eyes as your entire body tenses up. However as soon as you recognize him you relax, shoulders dropping as your expression brightens up and you all but forget what you were doing. Mononobe doesn’t expect you to move but you hop off the desk sending supplies rolling across the roon and run right into his arms, gushing about how happy you are to see him again as though you weren’t even hurt, but up close the wounds are even more apparent. Most are surface level injuries but there’s a few that are in desperate need of medical attention, and it’s clear you’re in pain - if the pained hiss you try to hide when he returns the hug is anything to go by. He holds you for a little while, rubbing your back and reassuring you that it’s okay, you’re safe now, but you can tell that he wants answers.

Unsurprisingly you’re reluctant to let go so Mononobe gradually convinces you to back step until you’re back over to the desks, coaxing you to take a seat and making sure to let you know he’s not going anywhere as he starts picking up the first aid kit supplies that you’d dropped. It’s got the necessities to treat the immediate problems, namely the cuts and scrapes, but you’d be lucky if a hospital visit wasn’t in your future just to be on the safe side. Mononobe tries to keep you distracted from the discomfort by asking about what happened, and you don’t hesitate to fill him in on what’s happened while you’ve been gone. The moment the word kidnapped leaves your mouth you can see his expression turn serious, even though he shoots you a reassuring smile and tells you that it’s okay to keep going. With everything that had happened inside of the app you forget just how serious these kinds of situations were - you risked your life on a daily basis, so seeing the graveness in his expression when you talk about your escape makes you realize the gravity of the situation in real life. You can tell he’s trying to comfort you, giving your hand a reassuring squeeze when he’s not applying gauze and even ruffles your hair when you ask him if everything’s okay - you have to admit after everything it’s comforting. This peace isn’t going to last for long - Mononobe’s going to have to let the appropriate authorities know and you’re sure that you’re going to be swarmed by your friends for the foreseeable future, not to mention your other enemies are going to take this slip up as their cue to jump in, and that’s what you’re dreading the most. So for now, for this moment, you’re gonna enjoy this while it lasts.

[leggomylino]

I saw someone else do one of these about a week ago, and it’s been on my mind to do one as well. It’s a very sweet gesture and I want to let all my mutuals know that not only do I see them and care about them, but I also really appreciate y’all as well! So without further ado, here’s my shoutout to each and every one of you! ->

@lovesickmark​ -> I’m pretty sure you’re like, the first person I really connected with on here? If not THE first then definitely one of the first. I know you’ve been going through a lot and I respect that; I’m cheering for you from the sidelines tho, just remember that! It’s been wonderful having you around so I hope you’re doing well and that you keep moving forward. <3

@jisungx2​ -> JOSIIIIIIIE >A< My INFP sister. I’m sure things have been kind of annoying and rough for you too, what with the holidays here and having to work Black Friday and most the rest of the season (holy cow I salute you and I’m really glad you didn’t die. Ily man.) It makes me so happy when you leave cute asks in my box like “hope you have a great day!” or “[enter cute chain mail here]”. You’re just very cute 😞😞 and I really wish you all the best this holiday season! I hope you’re taking care of yourself and remembering to take breaks when you need it. Remember the storage room excuse. Ily bro man.

@iiasha​ -> We haven’t been talking for very long but like, omgosh I love talking to you oops. 😂😅 Idk sis, I guess because most of my mutuals are a bit younger than me it’s nice to have someone who’s the same age I can relate to? And also someone to guide me through the confusing but quite entertaining world of the Seventeen fandom 💍 (I’m on my laptop and I couldn’t find the giant diamond emoji don’t @ me). ALSO! YOUR WRITING!! IS SO GOOD!!! Ugh I STILL gotta get to that Jimin alt. ending 😫😓 But I’ve been very invested in working and my language studies as of late while procrastinating on my other works rip. ANYWAY! I APPRECIATE YOU!! LET’S TALK MORE!!! YEEHAW!!!!

@joully​ -> You and I are still going to take over the kpop industry with our band, right? Shoot, what was the name of it again?? 😂😂 I don’t remember RIP...anyway, we don’t talk hardly as much but, I still see a lot of your posts and think about you! You’re really talented and I’m totally jelly of your piano skills 🥺🥺 Like dang I wish I could play half as good sis. Also, I’d really like to visit Germany one day! My dad’s best friend lives there, they met while he was travelling Europe in the army. He said we may go there one day and if we do, or if I just have to make my own adventure, I’d love to meet at a coffee shop and say hello. <3 Please continue taking care of yourself and come talk to me sometime! If you don’t, I will!! Lol 💕

@minniewoos​ -> 😎😎 <- SEE I REMEMBERED ❤️ I really hope your anatomy final went well! I bet it did <3 And if you haven’t taken it yet, you’re going to do great, I know! ^^ We haven’t talked for long but, I enjoy talking to you a lot. It’s always nice and appreciated to have another stay to bond with and just chat about how dumb boys can be but wow they sure are cute while doing it. Sigh. Anywho, I’m looking forward to talking with you more, and if you ever get a chance, I’m excited about getting to maybe study Korean together!  천천히 해 💓

@kpoptrashx2​ -> Luisa!!! We don’t really speak as often either 🤔 But I really appreciate that you’re always there to help me with my writing and give me pointers when I need it. Thank you so much for that! It’s truly very helpful because as a writer I have no idea how something is going to sound to others who have no idea what’s going on inside my head. ^^” Not only that but it’s a joy getting to chat with you as well. 💓 I hope you’re doing well and that we’ll get to catch up soon!

@hanniesunshine​ -> Omgosh sis I cannot wait for your story to come out! You know the one I’m talking about so I won’t accidentally spoil anything lol. But anyway! I hope you’re well and that you’re doing alright. We haven’t talked for very long but I had so much fun talking about your story with you, and I’m looking forward to chatting about even more stuff! 🥰

@bopping-to-my-kpop​ -> Sis you betta talk to me more or imma come after you 😤😤 Don’t test me I’ll dang sure hold another court case if I have to! And it’ll be totally rigged because I’ll be in charge of everything! The judge? It’s me. The jury? Also me~ Any outside opinions? I have influence in all of them! 💞 ...Nevertheless, I really hope that you’re well, and please know that you can come to me for anything :c Even if it’s just to take your mind off of something negative and you need a laugh. I’ll see what ridiculous shenanigans I can cook up for you, okay? You’re never a burden, I love helping people (esp. people I care about!) so please stop by anytime!! #westanemmainthishouse 🥀

@xxsanshinexx​ -> I haven’t talked to you in forever but I really hope you’re doing well! I haven’t seen many posts from you recently :(( Idk if you’re just busy or if I’m blind, but if you ever get a chance I’d love to catch up! Whatever you got going on please keep doing your best and remember to take your time as well. <3

@spuds-potato​ -> 🌟🌟🌟 B)) What’s poppin little sis? I hope you’re doing well as well, and I’m still waiting for my story 😤😤 Remember if Celi dies she’s dragging her bf down with her okay?! Okay. Some Romeo and Juliet action going on 😂😂 Aaaaaaanywho, I’ll have to pop in soon on Insta and you can tell me about your day! Remember boys are dumb and drink plenty of water~ 💗💗

@chanscoffee​ -> I know you’re super busy but I totally miss talking to you 😭😭 and I hope you’re well. I rarely use Snap but I need to hop on there sometime and maybe we can chat! Or on Insta. Idk we’ll see. Whatever you have going on just know I’m still supporting you and I’m here if ever you need someone. 💖

@daydream-jwoo​ -> Okay I’m telling you now imma be texting you soon! Seriously sis how have you been?! We have so much to catch up on! 😩😩 The holidays have managed to be both crazy and slow at the same time some how? Like time has been completely nonexistent and a total paradox lately. 🗿🗿 It’s wild. Anyway imma keep this one short bc it’s been so long and I’ll text you soon!! 💝💝

@thevampywarlock​ -> Give me a minute.........okay. *deep breath* AAAAH I THINK YOU’RE REALLY CUTE!?!?! ...Aaaaaanyway uwu” The stories you write are so cute and just, small wholesome things that you manage to extend and expand upon? Does that make sense? I really admire that. It’s like subtle but I definitely see it and eventually I’m going to come around to going on a reblogging spree \o7o/ But until then I hope you’ll consider stopping by and talking with me more? You’re a wonderful author and I think you have a kind heart. ^^ <3

@jisungsjheekies​ -> Oh sis. We gotta chat more too! Your stories are also very cute and well written and idk why but, I feel very compelled to support both you and @backhugsforhyunjin​ and whole squad. It’s very strange and I don’t mean to alarm anyone 😂😅 I just...can’t really explain it other than I feel like y’all are good people and I’d love to get to know you better. Anyway I’ll cut this short to avoid making anything unnecessarily weird, but, I’d really love to talk with you more! And I def support and appreciate you!!

@backhugsforhyunjin​ -> Sis you too, we def gotta chat more 😤 If you ever need anyone to talk to, I understand we aren’t close at all but I’m available to listen or give advice if you need it? 😅 Also, you’re a wonderful author as well. I really wish the best for you and hope to hear from you more in the future. If anything, please remember to take your time and know that there are people cheering for you! You got this, whatever it may be!!

@gaiyofanfiction​ -> Asdfghjkl now that we’re buds ofc I had to make you a part of this too 🤪🥳 I think we could use a team name, what do you think about #TurkeyDragons?  Bc the NCT float?? 😂😂 I like it honestly...but if you hate it lmk lmao. I hope we get to talk more soon and I’m really looking forward to an update of Twisted Karnival! One of the greatest fanfics I’ve ever read on here 😞✊ Of course with the Holiday season here updating isn’t super important, y’all pls take care of yourselves first and I hope you have a wonderful holiday season! (p.s. if anyone else is reading I wish this for y’all as well!) ❤️🎄

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. . . That was a lot. If I’ve forgotten anyone I sincerely apologize and I love and appreciate you as well! Please don’t be mad at me 😩😩 At the end of the day I really do love and appreciate all my followers and mutuals, y’all are all fantastic and I’m always rooting and cheering for you like the Mom in every Pokemon rpg ;-;-;-; Keep going and become the Pokemon Champion okay? And I mean really go kick Gary’s ass, because he’s an ass and needs his ass whooped after all the crap he puts you through in Red/Green. I can’t wait for a reboot to come up on Switch so I can kick his butt all over again 😤🤭🥴 Anyway x9,000, thanks for coming to my Appreciation Ted Talks and I sincerely hope you all have a wonderful day and rest of 2019, as well as a happy New Year and an amazing 2020! ...Dear son of a biscuit it’s gonna be 2020. Wow. Letting that sink in. Where’s the rewind button? Actually I’m not sure if I wanna go back maybe it’s best if we bury this year for the most part and start over 👀💧

OKAY THAT BEING SAID EVERYONE GO OUT AND TAKE DOWN GARY!!! ILY ALL WOO 화이팅!! LET’S GET THIS 2020 BREAD after a cup of eggnog and some holiday celebrations uwu Peace out and again I love y’all! 💝

[sunmisgirl]

NCT 127 Confessing to Their Crush

Requested by @czakuranevan-blog:

Hello, could you do a NCT 127 reaction about how they would confess their feelings to their crush? Thank you in advance :)

Nina’s Note: I had so much fun writing this and kept it gender neutral. I went overboard with the reactions so some are slightly longer than usual asdfghjkl. What can I say? NCT owns my heart.

Taeil:

*I LOVE Taeil’s look in Limitless

Taeil and you take a spontaneous trip to a local karaoke bar to relieve some stress and sing your hearts out. Usually you two keep the karaoke sessions within the confines of your home but he insists to go out for a change. Still a bit bashful about your singing, you encourage Taeil to sign up for a performance. 

After writing his name on the sheet, he sits with you at a nearby table and enjoys the other performers. Soon enough, it’s his turn and you applaud happily while he walks up to the mic stand and waits for the song to start. The intro to “Thinking Out Loud” plays, immediately making you smile.

You’ve heard him sing it to himself a dozen times but never grow tired of his voice. However, something feels different about this performance as you watch him closely. Throughout the song, Taeil sings with such passion and you swear he’s only looking in your direction the entire time. It almost feels like he’s confessing something. Applause fills the air once he finishes and you’re left stunned with the next few words that fall from his mouth, “Thank you. I dedicate that song to someone very special that came with me tonight.”

Johnny:

Johnny and you have known each other since childhood which provides perks such as a strong friendship and tons of embarrassing moments that can be used for blackmail whenever necessary. You’ve seen his passion for photography grow over the years and always praise his work. He decides to test out his skills with a beach landscape and invites you to join him.

After persuading you to be his subject, he instructs you to hold a certain pose, tilting your chin up and fixing your hair. “Wow, I’d put a ring on that!” he exclaims and walks backwards pondering on the angles to capture for the mini shoot. “Johnny, are you hitting on me?” you shout from a distance but only see him playfully roll his eyes in return.

His smile subsides as he concentrates on the camera settings and adjusts his stance before snapping a few shots. He quickly reviews them and lifts his gaze ready to direct you into a different pose when his thoughts go blank. The sun setting in the distance creates the perfect atmosphere and he sneakily takes a few candids of you looking out across the water.

“Why are you looking at me like I’m the eighth wonder of the world?” you tease while laughing. “Because you are,” Johnny replies, walking over and showing the shots he took moments ago. You gawk at the results as he clicks through each shot, leaning in closer to study every detail. He notices your proximity and compliments, “You make a wonderful model.” Now it’s your turn to playfully roll your eyes at his statement. “And to answer your question from earlier, yes, I was hitting on you.”

Taeyong:

Taeyong is your new handsome neighbor that graciously saved you one night with his impeccable cooking skills. You bluffed to your mother about your improved cooking skills in hopes she would stop worrying about you living on your own. (You can’t exactly reveal you live off of takeout, right?) 

One night she texts you that she’s in the neighborhood and wants to stop by later to catch up and taste your amazing cooking. This sends you into a frenzy, your feet taking you to Taeyong’s front door at the precise moment he was about to head outside. You briefly explain the dilemma and ask for some tips but he offers to assist you with the dish instead. 

After that day, your friendship grew stronger and the two of you made it a habit to cook together a few times a week. You’re halfway through devouring your pasta when Taeyong utters, “I like you.” Your fork clanks against the plate as you stare at him with astonishment. 

He nervously laughs and gestures to the glass on the table, “Looks like the wine is talking tonight.” You take a sip from your own drink before replying, “I like you too. We make a great team and I really enjoy our dinners together.” He grins from across the table and suggests, “Maybe we should go out to dinner for a change.” 

Yuta:

Yuta calls one day asking if you’re free to hang out but instantly hears the sickness in your voice. You constantly reassure him it’s nothing serious, but your body betrays you, a series of sneezes and coughs directed into the transmitter on the phone. In record time, he appears at the front door with a care kit full of your favorite snacks and movies. 

He orders you to rest on the sofa and heads to a nearby closet for spare blankets. Upon returning, Yuta finds you scarfing down mouthfuls of candy that were meant to be eaten during the movie. Raising an eyebrow, he locks eyes with you and plucks the box of M&Ms from your hand. 

After feeding you soup and tea, he wraps the blankets snugly around your body and starts the movie of choice. Ignoring your pleas about getting him sick, he pulls you closer and rests your head on his chest. The cold medicine eventually takes effect and you begin dozing off before the movie finishes. 

Yuta observes your sleepy state and smiles warmly before leaning down and kissing the top of your head. “You’re lucky I like you,” he whispers and trails his hand over your hair. Feeling far too sleepy to question him further, you mumble back, “I like you too” and allow sleep to consume you.

Doyoung:

Doyoung has been your rock through the hard times and you definitely need him now. You faced a nasty breakup a few days ago but still can’t get past the heartbreak. As soon as he sees your incoming text, he grabs his car keys and travels to your place. 

You haven’t looked in the mirror for days and hope your appearance isn’t too terrible. Throwing on a hoodie and your favorite pants, you enter his car with a glum expression and he counters with a small smile before pulling off for a drive.

Doyoung drives around aimlessly for a while until he figures out how to improve your mood. He scrolls through his playlist and selects his favorite song, singing along to the track. Unbuckling your seat belt, you shift your body facing him and rest your back on the passenger door, leaning your head against the seat and closing your eyes to focus on his soothing voice. 

When the song ends, Doyoung takes a deep breath before saying, “I know it’s too soon to say this, but I really do care about you.” “More than a friend,” he admits while staring at the road ahead, his heart beating way faster than he’d like it to. “You don’t have to give me an answer right now. You deserve time to heal.” Opening your eyes and smiling to yourself, you shift in the seat and hold onto his right hand laying freely on the center console.

Jaehyun:

You met Jaehyun one day when he walked into class late and sat in the only seat available beside you. He lightly taps you and leans in whispering, "Did I miss anything?" “Just another rant about how millennials are ruining the dating scene. Professor had another bad Tinder date,” you chime with a smile. Sharing a quiet laugh, you exchange names before proposing to grab coffee after class and get to know each other better. 

It's become a tradition for you two to meet at a cafe and chat for hours. You've had a crush on Jaehyun for a while now and finally gain the courage to make the first move. After finishing classes for the day, you race over to the cafe and wait for him to arrive. Hours pass with no sign of Jaehyun and an employee notifies you the shop is closing soon. 

Dejected, you gather your things and exit the shop listening to a playlist, eventually spotting him a few stores down talking to someone and looking all cozy. He doesn't notice you storming up to him until you pass by bumping shoulders. You ignore his shouts in your direction and turn the volume up. Later that night, a notification pings on your phone. Jae: Night drive. Meet me in ten.

Curious about his explanation for bailing, you meet him outside and enter the car wordlessly. He starts driving and immediately apologizes for forgetting to meet up. “I ran into a childhood friend visiting for a work conference. You know I wouldn’t skip on our plans...I like you too much.” Your eyes shift to observe his expression and see if he’s lying. He actually seems a bit nervous after confessing and waits for a reply, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel. 

Now you feel like a complete fool for being jealous and giving Jaehyun the cold shoulder. "Stop the car," you request, closing your eyes and contemplating what you're about to do. He scrunches his face with confusion but obeys and parks down the street. Jaehyun turns to face you wondering why you're so quiet before you grab his collar and reel him in for a kiss. You both pull away after a few seconds and stare at each other until you break the silence. "See you in chemistry!" you throw open the passenger door and shut it behind you before racing back home.

Winwin:

Sicheng loves stopping by your place for movie night, but you’re calling him over for a different reason this time. You’re struggling with a project for work and need his input. After successfully coaxing him with the promise of pizza, he listens to your short presentation and offers tips to improve the flow. 

Sicheng finds your resolve admirable, smiling to himself as you bend down and scribble little pointers on cue cards. The other guys always ruin his opportunities to confess his crush on you so he decides to do it now that you’re both alone. He clears his throat and calls out your name instantly grabbing your attention. “I just wanted to say…” 

Suddenly, the doorbell rings and you excitedly shout, “Pizza's here!” He sulks in defeat on the couch and lightly stomps his foot on the floor while you pay for the food. “What were you going to say?” you ask while walking over with the pizza box in hand. He sighs and mutters, “It can wait for next time.”

Jungwoo:

Your roommate Jungwoo wakes you up with a pleasant breakfast to start off your birthday. He cleans up the dishes after the meal and glances over at the clock counting down the minutes until you leave for work. Once you leave, he hurries off to grab decorations and calls over a few friends to help set up the place for the surprise party. 

Jungwoo assigns everyone a task, confident they will not disappoint him, and runs out to buy your gift. After a long hectic day, you yearn to settle down with Jungwoo on the couch and watch your favorite movie. A big celebration can wait for the weekend. Your tiredness instantly evaporates the second you open the door and are met by a loud cheer in unison. 

Family and close friends embrace you and wish you happy birthday before allowing you to settle into the party. You meet eyes with Jungwoo across the room and he tilts his head towards the balcony. Following him outside, he presents you with a small box and you happily open it to reveal a bracelet with his initial and a heart on each end. “This is really thoughtful; thank you!” you beam while he helps clasp it around your wrist. 

“I have a matching one too,” he lifts his wrist to show you his bracelet decorated in a similar style but with your initial. “Just a way to show how much you mean to me.” Jungwoo looks like he wants to say more, but can’t gain the confidence to say the exact words. Catching his hint, you look at him amusedly before pecking him on the cheek. “We’ll finish this conversation after the party,” you wink and return inside to converse with guests.

Mark:

Mark is one of your closest friends at work and drives you home sometimes. However, you’re completely oblivious about his crush on you and tonight he hopes to change that. He takes one final breath before exiting his car with a bouquet and walking up to your front door. 

You have a bad habit of leaving your curtains drawn back in the living room, allowing the outside world to peer in every once in a while. While approaching, his eyes flicker to your window and witness you hugging an unknown man. Upset with his discovery, Mark turns away and starts walking back to his car before hearing your voice call out his name.

He turns to see the unknown man walk down the pathway with a suitcase and nod politely before entering an awaiting cab. You stand by the doorway looking at Mark curiously and ask, "What brings you here?" He avoids the question, hiding the bouquet behind his back and replying, "No reason. It looked like I was going to interrupt something."

"That was my cousin! He lives across the country and visited me for the week," you utter with a slight shrug. "Y-your cousin?" Mark fumbles out as his eyes widen with shock. You nod with a light laugh taking in his flustered appearance and spot a few flowers sticking out behind him. "Are those for me?" 

He retrieves the bouquet from behind and sheepishly presents it to you. “I was wondering if you had plans this weekend,” he says while walking closer, nervously waiting for your response. You accept the flowers and reply, “Nope, I’m free but I have a better idea. Food delivery is on the way and I ordered way too much for one person. Care to join me?”

Haechan:

Haechan is your favorite person in the whole wide world. You always go to him for a laugh and make sure to sit next to each other during every lecture. After he drops you off at the dorm, he lingers in the hallway until the coast is clear and slips a note under your door. 

You don’t notice the green folded paper on the floor until hours pass and you take a break from studying. Wondering if something slipped out of your bag, you lean down and unfold the note with surprise etched on your face. It displays a ton of scribbled compliments before signing off with a single heart drawn on the bottom.

The next day, you show Haechan the note wondering if he recognizes the handwriting. He simply shrugs and answers, “Looks like you have a secret admirer.” These mysterious love notes continue appearing under your door for a solid week. You appreciate the notes but the anonymity is slowly driving you crazy. 

When you settle in class the next day, Haechan offers you his notes to study before leaving to use the restroom. You suddenly notice green sheets of paper sticking out the back of his notebook and the similar writing style on the pages. When he returns, he finds you scattering his secret admirer notes onto the desk with a small smile adorning your lips, relieved you finally solved the mystery. Sitting down, he playfully pushes your shoulder and says, “Took you long enough!”

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Duplicate (Shawn Mendes) [1]

A/N: Welp, part 1 is here asdfghjkl sorry if it took a bit longer. Anyhow, this won’t seem as an ‘x reader’ fic for the next few parts, but it will be I promise! I hope you guys enjoy and happy reading! x

Summary: Shawn finally gets to go home early and decides to surprise his family, however, when he arrived at the house, he got surprised as well when only three people welcomed him back when it’s supposed to be four.

Warnings: Lil bit of angst and Typos lol

Word Count: 5.2k+

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Shawn sighed in complete relief as he plopped down on the couch, his luggage littered all over the living room since he was too tired to move all of them in his room as of the moment; he just got off a flight after all.

He finally had two months break and he was glad to be back home, living and breathing the air of Toronto yet again after months of being on the road. Sure Shawn loves being on tour, a lot, but he does need to recharge and relax once in a while.

This two-month break of being at home will be his way of recharging, or grounding himself back as some would say, away from all the rush and adrenaline and just being with family and friends, and having some alone time for himself.

The curly headed boy leaned his head back on the couch, eyes fluttering close with his breath slowly steadying as sleep started to take over his body. But before he could even fully drift off, he heard his phone ding.

Fishing the device out of his pocket, Shawn couldn't help but smile as he was met by the all too familiar text. It was a one of his mother's daily messages which he always receives early in the morning. It was just the usual, 'have a great day hun, I love and miss you so much' but Shawn is grateful for it nonetheless.

He didn't tell anyone that he was back home a few days early, wanting to surprise them with his presence once he drives down there in a bit. Though trying his best to give his family as much of his time, Shawn hates to admit that he's been quite busy recently, so he wanted to give his family a few days more, just to make it up to them.

All these press for the American leg of the tour has been taking up his time, and not to mention, keeping up with this PR relationship he managed to get himself into.

It was fairly recent to be honest, just roughly, two months in since he decided to pursue it, and by pursue, meaning, signing the contract.

It wasn't in Shawn's nature to be involved with this kind of things but his team thinks it's a good exposure for the tour, being that the girl he's currently being linked with is an up and coming artist, who happens to be his opening act for this specific tour leg, so imagine the amount of talk that would go around.

Weighing the odds, both of them will get the exposure they need and this will help boost her career. So it's a win-win on both sides.

They don't know each other that much but Shawn can guarantee that she's a sweet and kind person. Shawn also knowing that this PR thing wasn't her idea too since at the meeting she was fairly quiet, sighing in dismay every once in a while, indicating that her team probably dragged her into this.

In the two months of fake dating, Shawn knows her enough to call her a friend but not too much to say that they were relatively close, since at the beginning of it all, she already seemed closed off, maybe not wanting to get any real feelings involved, and Shawn has to agree. The moment feelings get involve, then things will get very messy.

So yes, they were friends behind closed doors, and an all-out lovey-dovey couple out in the open, and boy was it a task to make other people believe it was real. But judging by the headlines, it was definitely working.

After he sent his mum a response, Shawn stood up with a long stretch, casting his eyes on his beautiful view of the Toronto Skyline with a wide smile on his face. "Feels good to be home." Shawn sighed, before turning on his heel and making his way towards his bathroom, opting for quick shower before he gets back on the road towards his little hometown, Pickering.

***

The cold wind of spring rattled the trees that were surrounding the neighborhood as Shawn parked his Jeep just a few blocks away from the house he grew up in. A wide smile adorned the young man's face as he got out of the car with a few boxes of hot, fresh pizza in his hands, the familiar street bringing back so many memories from when he was a child, a nostalgic feeling slowly filling him up.

Silently, and as discreet as he could be, Shawn made his way to the front door, rapping his knuckles on the white wood before speaking in a deep, dark voice in an attempt to try and hide his identity.

"Pizza delivery!"

It was a couple seconds later when Shawn heard that all too familiar voice of his sister, a smile creeping up his lips as he hid his face behind the boxes of pizza.

"Who ordered pizza?!" She yelled, the sound of her footsteps growing nearer as she hurried to get the door. "Dad I'm not paying for this!" Aaliyah added before she finally pulled the door wide open.

"Good, because it's already been paid for." Shawn states with a grin, slowly lowering the boxes to reveal himself to his sister.

Aaliyah's jaw dropped to the floor, her brain slowly registering what she was seeing until a huge grin erupted on her face. "Shawn!" The girl launches herself into her brother's arms without warning, Shawn catching her with an 'oof' just in time without dropping the boxes on the floor.

The curly boy chuckled as he held his sister in his embrace, rocking her side to side like he always does, a soft 'I miss you' leaving her lips making Shawn sigh, him placing soft kiss on top of her head before whispering, "I miss you too little sis."

"Who's at the door Liyah?" Their father's voice interrupted the siblings' moment, his voice far, indicating that he was probably in the living room. Shawn and Aaliyah locked eyes, silently having a conversation as they walked inside the house with wide smiles.

"Oh, it's no one." Shawn spoke as soon as he entered the living room, his fathers' head snapped in his direction in no time, eyes going wide as well as the smile on his face.

"You're home!" Manny exclaimed, quickly rushing to his son to give him a bone crushing hug, Shawn thankful that Aaliyah took the pizzas this time so he was able to wrap his arms around his father fully.

"Hi dad." Shawn gave his old man a squeezed, a hearty chuckle coming out of both as Shawn patted him in the back, feeling super thankful to finally have him close.

"Is Shawn on FaceTime with you guys? I heard his voice." A voice spoke, and sure enough, Shawn was face to face with his mum, shock written on her face as well as her eyes brimming with tears as she finally saw her son in person after months.

"Nope, not on FaceTime. I'm here mum." Shawn chuckled, opening his arms as he walked over to her since she seems to be frozen on her spot.

Sure he's FaceTimed them a lot, well, as much as he can, but nothing will ever beat the feeling of having someone in the flesh, seeing them standing in front of you and feeling their warm embrace wrap around you.

"Oh my boy, you're home." Karen choked back a sob as she wrapped her arms around her son, placing a soft kiss on his cheek before pulling away and cupping his face. Shawn couldn't help but melt in his mother's touch, chuckling softly when she then started to cry.

"Awww, don't cry mum, I'm right here." Shawn cooed, pulling her in for another hug, looking up to see Aaliyah and Manny watching with glossy eyes.

Shawn beckoned them over, pulling them both to join in with their family group hug, but then Shawn was quick to feel like there was something missing, or rather, someone.

"Where's Peter?"

The temperature in the room seemed to drop full ton, Shawn feeling the energy from his family change in a snap as they try their best to avoid his eyes. Pulling away, Shawn looked at his mother for answers, but she only gave him a small smile, a hint of guilt in her orbs.

"Is there something you're not telling me?" He chuckled nervously, eyes scanning the faces of his family, Shawn trying his best to not think straight to the worst of the situation.

The awkward silence rang in the air for another few seconds until Manny finally spoke. "Uh, Peter is not here Shawn. He moved out."

The words hit Shawn like a ton of bricks to his face, mouth wide open in shock as he stared at his family in complete bewilderment, not because at the fact that his brother moved out–he's old enough to make his own decision, let's be honest–but at the fact that he knew nothing about it at all, not even a single hint or word came across him that his twin brother was no longer living with the family.

"What? Since when?"

"Two weeks ago."

Shawn shook his head disapprovingly, feeling somewhat disappointed that no one bothered to fill him up on what's going on back home while he was on the road. Plus, Peter doesn't make decisions in a rushed manner, his twin brother always so organized, wanting everything to be just as planned, so knowing that he's moved out of the house, it makes Shawn wonder what made him do it. "Why did no one tell me?"

"He said he wanted to tell you himself, and well, we thought you already knew." Shawn took in the confused look his sister gave as well as his dad's since they expected Shawn to have already gotten the news, his mother however, tried her best to avoid anyone's eyes, a certain sign that she knows something they don't, but Shawn decided not to push it.

"Well, Peter hasn't texted me back in days. Have you guys talked to him?" An uncertain feeling settled in Shawn's gut, wondering what the hell is going on since Peter was never the one to not return his messages, and now finding out that he just moved out just made Shawn even more curious. They always had each other's back, being each other's best friend since they were young, well, things have changed now a little bit but they were still close, at least Shawn likes to think.

"Yeah, once in a while." That made Shawn's worry grew, he hasn't been talking with them either?

"What do you mean?"

"He's been distant lately, said he needed time on his own, soul searching, as he'd call it."

Shawn's frowned deepened, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion and in worry as he wondered what his twin brother is actually going through that he was in a need for soul searching. A pang of guilt started spread across Shawn's chest when he thought about something that could have been the reason about all of this.

Everyone in the family and some of their close friends know that Shawn was a twin, to the world however, Peter doesn't exist.

When Shawn got signed, management stated that they didn't want to disclose that Shawn has an identical twin brother; they said that it was a risk to his career. How you may ask? Shawn doesn't know, they just said that as an up and coming artist, it was best that people's focus would only be on him, not on someone who looks exactly like him but not possess the talent he has, their words, not his.

It made Shawn sick to the stomach when they proposed that, he loves his brother dearly, why would he want him hidden from the world?

But when it came to the point that Shawn had to choose between his brother and his career, Peter was the one who told him to do it, to sign the contract and that it was okay for him to be a hidden sibling, stating that he doesn't like being in the public eye anyway, something that both brothers' don't have in common.

While Shawn loved all the attention, Peter wasn't the same. The younger twin likes to keep to himself, a completely private person if you will. He was always behind the camera when Shawn used to shoot his vines, always behind the scenes and never in front.

It was tricky the first few years, making sure that they were never photographed together out in the public, and that friends and family wouldn't post something that would completely reveal the truth, but, they managed. It was Shawn's biggest secret that he's ever hidden from the public, that he has a brother, a brother who looks exactly like him.

But after years of being hidden, has his Peter finally got fed up by everything? Did he agree to be hidden because he was totally okay with it or did Peter do it so Shawn can make his dreams come true?

"Where does he live now?"

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The afternoon sun shone through the window of the little bookstore at the corner of the street. An endless aisles of books with different sizes and ages a comforting sight to the young man who was sat behind the counter, hair styled back with as much gel as he can manage to keep his curls out of his face, though one still managed to stray away from the bunch as it bounced in front of his forehead. The space between his brows creased as he eyed the hard bound in his hand in pure concentration, hazel orbs filled with curiosity and wonder while hidden behind black rounded glasses that were sitting on the tip of his nose.

Peter was in his element.

A quiet place surrounded by a whole new world of words, no one interrupting his peace as he read his second book of the day, too engrossed between the lines that he didn't notice the black Jeep pulling up just at the front of the store.

The sound of a bell chiming echoed along the wooden walls, Peter silently groaning at the interruption but then again, he was supposed to be working at this hour, he was not one to complain. So reluctantly he placed the book down before turning his attention to the customer, but when his eyes met a face that was too familiar for his liking, he stumbled back, clutching his heart as if it'll help prevent it from jumping out of his chest.

"Holy Jesus Shawn, a little warning next time?" The younger twin gasps, doing a double take to see if it was actually his brother standing there, casually with both hands in his pockets, an amused smile playing on Shawn's lips as he tried his best to not laugh at his brother's reaction.

"I take you didn't expect to see me?"

"No shit Sherlock." Peter couldn't help but roll his eyes at his brother's teasing tone, rounding up the counter and walking past him to get to the nearest bookshelf, Shawn frowning at his actions. "What? I don't even get a hug from my twin bro?"

"Not for scaring me like that no." Peter responded casually, back now facing his twin as he pretended to rearrange the books. He knows why Shawn is here, it was just a matter of time that he found out that he moved out, but Peter wasn't sure if he was ready for a talk yet.

"You're being mean Pete, I missed you." Shawn pouted at his brother, arms wide open as he sported his best puppy dog eyes, trying his best to look cute, Peter scoffing with a shake of his head once he gave him a glance over his shoulder.

"Come on, I know you want to." Shawn cooed, a sigh of defeat escaping Peter's lips making him shake his head before turning around with an annoyed look as he trudged towards Shawn, the slightly bigger boy pulling him quick by the shoulders for a tight embrace, a joyous laugh coming out of him, knowing that Peter can never resist him.

"Yeah fine, I missed you too idiot." Peter mumbled, a small grin making its way up to his lips as he hugged his brother back.

Shawn and him has always been close, they were each other's best friend ever since they were young and they brought that bond when they grew up, well, that until Shawn skyrocketed to fame.

"Okay, this too much." Peter added after a few moments, fake choking as Shawn hugged him even tighter. "But I love you." The older twin cooed, now rocking him from side to side like they were five again.

"Too much love Shawn, get off me." Peter pushed him off playfully, the curly boy letting out a loud and obnoxious laugh as he finally pulled away. "God you're annoying." Peter rolled his eyes with a chuckle, the two brothers smiling at each other, missing these kinds of moments since it doesn't happen that often anymore, being that they can't go out together without trying to be discreet.

It was amazing how both boys looked so much alike yet different at the same time.

Shawn had tattoos while Peter had none. Peter's hair was still also curly but he likes to style it back and away from his face, giving him a clean sleek look, while Shawn on the other hand lets his messy curls be as they are, unruly on the top of his head.

Another difference was Peter's glasses and the way they dressed. Shawn always opting for the casual and comfy plain colored t-shirt and denim jeans while Peter always wanting to dress semi-formal with his brown khaki pants and long sleeves buttoned up to the neck. It was not hard to pinpoint which one was the nerd out of the two just by one look.

Other than that, both boys have the same colored eyes, same structure of face, same shape with their noses and lips, their faces identical being that they mostly share the same DNA, well, almost identical save for Shawn's little cheek scar that he got when he tried to shave who knows what off his face.

Shawn took a deep breath as he looked at his twin, smile slowly fading with face turning serious making Peter swallow the lump in his throat, here we go.

"Why didn't you tell me you moved out?"

Peter's eyes landed on the collection of vintage wall clocks hanging on behind the counter he was sitting at just moments ago, each one showing a different time in correlation to the different time zones all across the world, the ticking noise ringing in the air as he tried to sync its rhythm with his breathing to calm himself, him adjusting his glasses before turning back to face his brother.

"You were busy Shawn. I just didn't think it was a big deal." Peter shrugged his question off, crossing his arms over his chest as he chewed on the insides of his cheek, trying his best not to get too much into his head again.

Peter had his reasons why he moved out, but he wasn't sure if his brother would exactly understand those said reasons, and he wasn't in the mood to explain it in detail also.

"You moving out of the house is a big deal Pete. And you know I'm never too busy when it comes to you guys." Shawn reasoned, brows furrowed as he looked at his brother in pure confusion, and this seemed to get on Peter's nerves, that Shawn himself doesn't even know what's been happening with his family lately, a sole proof that he, in fact, has been too busy.

"Yeah, not so sure about that." He grumbled with a hint of accusation in his voice, Shawn taken aback at his brother's tone. "Okay, what is that supposed to mean?" Shawn raised his voice a little, slowly getting agitated by Peter's sudden change of attitude.

"If you weren't too busy for your family, then mum calling me Shawn wouldn't have happened." Peter snapped, the anger in his voice surfacing, but that wasn't what made Shawn take a step back, it was the hurt in his twin brother's eyes.

Shawn felt like he was slapped across the face at his brother's words, a realization sinking inside of him as he took in how Peter's jaw went slacked, cheeks now slowly heating up as he tried best to stay calm and composed. Peter wasn't one to get angry very easily, always the one who can control their emotions better between the two, so to see him getting all worked up by this, it worried Shawn.

"That's why she was so quiet when I asked about why you moved out." Shawn whispered, lips turning into a frown, guilt now swimming inside of him, has he really been that busy?

Peter ran a frustrated hand through his hair, making some of his curls go astray, closing his eyes for a moment as he took deep, slow breaths in an attempt to keep himself level headed. "Look, I told her it was fine and she shouldn't worry about it and it wasn't the main reason why I decided to move out. And I'm not mad at her, I'm just–"

"Hurt." Shawn finished his sentence for him, his heart beating rapidly against his chest, head slowly wrapping around what his twin brother might have been experiencing for the past few months he's been away.

Peter looked away, pushing his glasses up his nose as he chewed on his bottom lip, a nervous tick he has that Shawn knows so well. "Pete, why exactly did you move out?" He pressed, concern laced in his voice as he saw just how much this was affecting his brother, the anxious look in his eyes and the way he's fidgeting with his fingers giving it away so easily.

"I don't really want to talk about it Shawn." The younger twin muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose as he avoided Shawn's eyes, but Peter knew that no matter how hard he tries, Shawn won't let this go, his brother was stubborn that way.

"Well it's bothering you and I want you to lay it all on me Peter. I'm your twin. We always have each other's back remember?" Shawn pushed, wanting nothing more than for Peter to let him in, to open up to him again. Plus, he wanted to help, to be there for him again, because Shawn feels like he hasn't exactly been there for his twin brother lately.

"It's nothing okay? I'm 20 and I just don't think it's ideal to still be living with my parents." Peter threw in his half-assed reason, turning his back around on his brother fully as he walked over to one of the shelves, fingers grazing the spines of the book but not really doing anything to them, just distracting himself from the conversation at hand.

"I know that, but mum and dad need you, Aaliyah needs you back home. At least when you're home, they have someone when I'm away you know?"

Peter threw his head back in a sarcastic laugh, Shawn furrowing his eyebrows even more at his brothers reaction, a deep frown etched on his face because he can't seem to understand what Peter found funny.

"See that's the thing." The younger twin walked over to Shawn, jaw tight as he held his gaze, to make him see what he actually feels, Peter stating slowly to let his brother understand each word that's been bothering him for the last few months,

"Am I living in that house as Peter or am I just Shawn version 2? When I'm living it that house, are they seeing me as me, or just as someone who looks like you so that they won't miss you that much when you're away?"

Shawn felt the wind get colder inside the store like the breeze from outside somehow managed to get in, realization dawning in his face as he searched Peter's eyes. Everything seemed clearer now, things now starting to make sense. Peter being distant, moving out of the house, why he suddenly closed himself off from everyone, soul searching... and Shawn wanted to beat himself up for not seeing it sooner.

He felt silly when he told Peter they had each other's back, because it's seems like Shawn isn't the one who has Peter's back after all.

"You know that's not true Peter. They love you just as you. They see you just as you, not another version of me." Shawn's voice wavered and Peter couldn't help but shake his head with a small chuckle. Even his brother wasn't sure of the words that went out his mouth.

"I know they don't mean to make me feel like this but it's what's happening Shawn. I feel like I'm just living in that house to fill your shoes while you're away, like a temporary replacement to fill the hole in their chest when they miss you." Peter confessed, voice barely above a whisper and this made Shawn's heart clench.

"Pete–"

"When mum called me Shawn by accident, it just made me think about myself, or rather, who I really am. Like maybe I'm becoming so much like you that I'm slowly losing my real self, that's why she thought I was you for some reason. I just needed some time away Shawn, to find myself, to find what I want to do in life, like find what my passion is as you did with music. And to learn to stop myself from comparing your life with mine, because when I do, I just feel like a complete disappointment." Peter added as he chewed on his bottom lip, eyes meeting his brother’s for a quick moment before he casted it back down, but the short eyes contact was enough to make Shawn’s heart hurt.

"Peter, you are not a disappointment." Shawn cried out desperately, eyes frantic as he wanted so badly to get rid of the look of hurt that was swimming in his brother's eyes, he wanted so bad to make things better, to make it up to him, but Shawn just doesn’t know how to.

"Yeah, tell that to most of the family who thinks, 'Why aren't you like your brother? Famous and successful.', to the people who knows I exist and then look down on me because I'm not as 'talented' as you are, that I still don't know what I'm doing with my life, which is true. I still don't know what I want to do with my life." Peter's voice broke in the end, a sad smile playing on his lips as he looked down, shoulders all slumped and defeated. He knew he shouldn't think about it too much, but how can he not when he's still looking for what he's passionate about but he's twin brother is already out there breaking records all across the world?

If there's one thing that's the two brothers have in common, it is how they care so much about what other people think of them, a mindset that's both a blessing and a curse.

Shawn was at a loss for words, a heavy feeling in his heart as he didn't do anything else except rush towards his brother and pulled him in for a hug, making Peter let out a shaky breath as he lets Shawn hold him.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so so sorry Peter."

Silence rang in the air for a few moments until it was interrupted by the bell ringing, both brothers pulling away to see who it was, but when the girl spoke, Peter was quick to turn around and keep his head down, hiding his face as he hurriedly went behind the counter.

This hurt Shawn even more, seeing that it became their new norm, well, Peter's new norm to hide whenever someone walks in every time they're in the same room together, especially when that person is a fan.

"Oh my god, are you Shawn Mendes? Can I get a picture?"

Shawn plastered a fake smile, walking over to the girl and taking her phone out of her hands, making sure to not show any background of the store whatsoever as he took the selfie. "Thanks honey." And with that she was out of the door, completely forgetting why she came in in the first place.

Shawn turned his attention back to his brother, a small, guilty smile etched on his face, "Pete, I've been meaning to talk to management lately, about you. I think it's time to stop hiding–"

"No Shawn, it's fine. Don't risk your career for me, it's not worth it." Peter interrupted before Shawn can even finish saying what he wanted to say, not really in for another topic to talk about since he just literally told his brother everything that's been bothering him for months on end.

"I won't be risking my career." Shawn mumbled, though Peter was quick to catch the uncertainty in his voice. "Highly doubt that Shawn, I can already see the headline, 'Shawn Mendes: Hiding his brother for almost 5 years, is he a drug addict?'" He joked, and this made Shawn roll his eyes with a groan. It's always been like this with the two of them, either one annoying the other, sometimes making it a challenge on who can annoy which twin more.

"Peter I'm serious."

"Can we talk about that some other time maybe? I think we've talked about a lot today already." Peter sighed, he really just doesn't want to talk anymore. He just wants a nice hot coffee while he finishes his book, take some time to recollect himself, and Shawn saw this too, he knows his twin like the back of his hand, when he doesn't want to talk, he won't talk.

"Okay fine, I'll give you some time alone. But, we're having a family barbeque this weekend, and you're going to be there Peter, no buts." Shawn stated firmly, accusingly pointing at a finger at his brother, but Peter only gave him a light nod. "I'll think about it."

"No, you'll do it. They miss you bro, I missed you. Some family bonding won't hurt you know. Besides, it's just a small gathering." The curly boy reasoned, leaning onto the wooden counter and picking at the books that were stacked in a certain way. Peter was quick to swat Shawn's hand away before his clumsy ass could ruin the perfectly displayed books.

"Okay fine, I'll go." Shawn's face brightened like a fluorescent lamp at Peter's words, walking over to him all giddy and excited and giving him a hug goodbye, Peter groaning when Shawn gave him a kiss on the cheek, sound, slobber and all.

"See you then, love you Pete."

"Yeah, yeah, love you too Shawn."

Peter watched as his brother went out the door and in his car, thinking that going to this family barbeque might not be such a bad idea, he does miss his mum's cooking after all, and his dad always knows his way with the grill. Plus Peter missed his sister, maybe some sibling bonding between the three of them would feel refreshing.

But that was when none of the twins knew what was about to go down.

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YOO WHAT ARE YOUR PLATONIC 1A KIDS HCS??? As much as I love shipping stuff just seeing the kids hanging out really gets me 😭

I mean. Bruh same lmao. Part of the reason I want to write Drops of Jupiter so bad is because I wanted a catch all for my platonic shit. It’s ultimately gonna have ship stuff at the end of the story, but most of it is just. Gonna be dorm/internship shenanigans. Which means A LOT of platonic shit will be happening everywhere if I have anything to say about it!

As for getting to actual “headcanons” though. A lot of these have been/will be touched on the further in that fic gets but

Each of the respective “squads” has a group chat. Dekusquad, Bakusquad, and (while not technically official in fanon I don’t think), the Girlsquad…they all have a group chat for shenanigans and get-togethers etc.

Also for the sake of clarity my views of the composition of the first two squads are as follows. Dekusquad is Deku, Ochako, Iida, Todoroki, Tsuyu, and Aoyama. Bakusquad is Bakugou, Kirishima, Mina, Sero, Kaminari and Jirou.

Aoyama was originally only close to Deku but Deku started inviting him to join the rest of the group. Mostly because it was weird for Aoyama to pop in only to vanish just as fast. And everyone there just adopted him as the resident cryptid. He rarely speaks in their group chat outside of reactions emojis.

They accidentally created the Aoyama Rating system in the group chat, wherein someone sends a picture and says “Aoyama Rate” and he’ll give them a rating and a blurb about the content of the picture. Any selfies sent for rating automatically get 10/10 or higher.

Todoroki’s asked for Ochako to give him some help with learning close combat. It mostly just results in her constantly flattening him because he has NO IDEA how to throw his weight around. He also frequently treats Ochako to things (buying an extra bowl of rice at lunch and “getting full” so he gives it to her for example). She’s appreciative but also gets grumpy about it sometimes.

Todoroki, Iida, and Deku banded together to rack up tickets at an arcade for a Thirteen plush for her birthday during first year. (I might write a one-shot about this)

Any group study sessions between the class (read as four or more people involved) are usually headed by Iida, Momo, and/or Tsuyu. But that’s mostly because without one of those three, a big group tends to have things go off the rails really quickly…

Satou and Momo collaborate a lot on sweets and teas that they’ll share with the rest of the class. They recruit Tokoyami and Aoyama a lot for taste testing.

Mina and Jirou are agents of chaos easily comparable to Sero and Kaminari as far as pranks or setting stupid scenarios into motion. (see what they did to help “distract the class” in chapter 8 of DoJ as an example…)

Oh right. Funnily enough Bakugou is the cryptid in the Bakusquad chat. He almost never messages in there but he reads all of them. Which is only realized when they started shit talking him “wonder what’ll make him speak up” they regretted it

Tokoyami, Shouji,Kouda, Ojirou, and Todoroki are actually really chill with each other? They all kinda hang out together from time to time. And even though they don’t really talk much, they still enjoy just sitting in each other’s company.

Hagakure is an agent of chaos all on her own. And likes to sneak around the dorms in her updated hero costume just for the giggles of it.

The girls have a “girl’s night” every Saturday that they can. They used to alternate between “normal” activities and D&D together but they’ve been on hiatus for a while. Funnily enough, Momo probably misses their sessions the most.

Bakugou and Ochako get along well and have bonded over liking Babymetal but Bakugou has sworn her to secrecy on the matter…

They try to do a monthly class activity to get everyone involved. But, since first year, they tend to try to keep the activities limited to campus… There’s a fear that whenever they go out in public all together, the League tends to show up, so they try their best not to tempt fate all too often.

Quirk pranks are…common to say the least

I feel like some of these aren’t very detailed but I also feel like I’m rambling a bit asdfghjkl I hope you found these answers to your liking!!

[wannawrite]

Alpacas Over Flowers

who? : MXM’s Im Youngmin fluff bullet-point ver. 

the ‘Our Two Lips’ flower boys LDH PJH PWJ KJW

LGL [ coming soon ] | JH [ coming soon ] 

blog navigator. ndlahdkdhdj last few instalments of the flower boy AU series….for now. Please don’t request anymore for this series until further notice but I thank you to all who requested, these were really fun to write and experiment with but it is not something I want to dwell on for too long. I don’t think I’m very good at it either…lol rip. There’s still Guanlin and Justin left. Since it is October, it’s time to get spooky. 👻 Request Halloween, fall-related things, please! Never had a go at them but I will try. Thank you so much to everyone who has contributed to this series, especially all the sweet and kind comments you guys leave. 💕 It was fun, and until Guanlin’s! - Admin L

• so there’s this cute adorable lovable amiable guy in your uni lecture • you have a major • major • major crush on him but honestly, who doesn’t ??? • but he doesn’t attend classes very often bc he’s sick • jokes • he’s just out there being an underground rapper • you don’t really pay attention to that scene but your best friend found out and pretty much told the whole squad • and she also spilled the part where you really liked him • wow thanks a lot andrea 

• 2017 best friend award • it’s embarrassing asf • now everyone ships you too together • Jinsoul offers to accompany you to one of his gigs but you decline since it’s super close to mid-terms and you aren’t sure how Youngmin can keep his grades, music and life balanced • plus, you can’t exactly picture cute, red haired Youngmin with an alpaca keychain on his backpack as a rapper • let alone one that spits utter fire • it’s lit 🔥🔥🔥 • you listened to two seconds of his diss track for Mnet and shut your laptop • contemplating life and sobbing over how good he was • it was that good • howdareyoumnet • the track was titled was titled SnakeNet™ ft. Park Woojin • bouta catch snakes with my net • * insert badly edited picture of Admin L swinging a net at Mnet and SM * • I need to stop making Mnet snake jokes i’m sorry • so • yeah, Woojin, that shy, awkward kid who majored in dance • Brand New College thrived with the talent • so anyway, your alpaca boy rarely came to class but whenever he did, you tried to sit as near as him as possible • he radiated sunshine and happiness • it made you all fuzzy and happy on the inside too, it was like he rarely had a bad day • trying to suck some of that positive energy • moving on…………….. • somehow, you always ended up like three seats away • Youngmin seemed to always be flanked by his best friends, Jeong Sewoon and Kim Donghyun • they always protected him from the world • asdfghjkl stop separating me from my man • but it’s cute to have such an amazing protection squad, they’re a force to be reckoned with • one day, you decided to approach him after your lecture • yes you did it • two steps away • his back was towards you, displaying some expensive brand of the shirt he wore • one!!! • unfortunately, he seemed to be hurried and rushed off,  a few pieces of paper dropped out of his backpack • even his cute little plushie alpaca keychain thudded to the ground • “hey! Youngmin!” you had yelled but he was already dashing down the corridor with his friends struggling to keep up • you were the last one in the lecture hall • deciding to return it to him another day, you picked up the soft plushie and the sheets of paper that fell out of his bag • c'mon you were a decent classmate • as you shuffled through the papers, a pastel coloured flyer fell out from one of them • it was very pretty • puzzled, you picked it up and examined it • “Our Two Lips?” • you showed it to the queen of knowing everything that happened in your city, Jennie • “ahhh, so the rumours are true.” she said, amused • furrowing your brows and frowning, you cocked your head to one side “what?” • “ahhh, Im Youngmin, Park Woojin and Lee Daehwi are rumoured to have been hired to work at this new cafe” • you swore you walked passed the place before when it was all boarded up and had no clue what tf it was • you nodded as Andrea cackled away • “oh my god Y/N you would love that place so much” • your friends confused you beyond imagination • “huh, why?” • Jennie and Andrea burst into laughter • “It’s a flower boy cafe!” • oh my god • w a s t e d • i’m still confused by this idea though…never heard of it until now and even though I’m able to grasp the basic concept, idk much i’m sorry :(( • okay just imagine • Im Youngmin as a barista • Im Youngmin as a barista in a flower boy cafe • Red-haired Im Youngmin as a barista in a flower boy cafe, Our Two Lips wearing a flower crown • Red-haired Im Youngmin as a barista in a flower boy cafe, Our Two Lips, wearing a flower crown as he serves you coffee • and food • food is important I hope you guys are eating well • you pretty much spit out a bunch of gibberish as your face becomes tomato red • “Oh! Wasn’t your last lecture today? Looks like you’ll have to visit him if you want to return his charm” • a s d f g h j k l • you really can just wait until the summer is up but that’s mean and he might want his charm back immediately • of course, he loves his charm, it is adorable • you love it too • it’s a soft, small plushie that has been patched on the side • :“) • you make it sit on your bed side table so it’s the first thing you see when you wake up and the last thing you see when you sleep • also because you’re scared of losing it • how would you explain to the flower boy? • it takes you a couple of days to visit the place • a few of your classmates went on the opening day • it’s safe to say they almost fainted from the cuteness • they facetimed you right after • "oHMy gOD y/N yOu goTTa cOMe anD SEE YounGMIn” Jinsoul yelled as she shakily held her phone • “yO i’m shOokeTH” - Andrea, about the cafe, 2017 • “bye bye sweetie” • honestly, you were a anxious mess, your palms were sweating, your legs felt like jelly • it’s just to return his charm! • and his lecture notes • calm down!!!!! • nah • you fretted about it until you reached the cafe and put on a fake relax look • the plan was simple, approach the counter, ignore the food, pass Youngmin his charm back and leave • that was the original plan • until you saw how breathtakingly beautiful he looked • it was probably the first proper glance you had gotten at him • that was not from your seat, far away, through the lens of a pair of binoculars, like a creep • “hello! I’m Youngmin, and I’ll be your flower,” proceeds to grab a rose out of his apron pocket, “boy for today” • you weren’t joking when you said you felt a teensy bit light headed • your hand closed around the plastic-wrapped rose and you stared at it in awe • stick!! to!! the!! plan!! • you cleared your throat, “actually-” • “ahhh, table for one” • youngmin wasn’t being rude - at least he hoped you thought so- he just wanted to get to know you a bit better, plus, you willingly came to the cafe • “you’re in the same friday and wednesday lecture as me right?” he asked as he escorted you to your seat, ignoring your reluctant protests. Youngmin was going to keep you here • “um yes.” you replied softly, heartbeat accelerating by the seconds • he nodded, “ahhh, no wonder your face seemed familiar” • eye contact, charming smile, faint tinges of pink of his cheeks • “i knew i’d never forget a beauty like you” • he left you with the menu and your red face with a disorganised plan • that boy is smooth • @ Youngmin, I see you • it’ll be rude if i reject him as a server…..no i can’t do that • you ordered something because you were hungry though, it seemed too good to resist • “what’s a beauty doing here all alone?” Youngmin posed as he collected your menu • you mumbled out an incoherent, embarrassed reply • he chuckled, “will my aegyo get you to open up?” • instead of speaking, you plucked the plushie charm from your pocket. “i found this in the hall the other day, I figured I should return it.” • “oHmYgoD!” • truthfully, Youngmin allowed it to fall, hoping you would return it and take it as a sign • Donghyun had taught him a trick or two on how to be the nation’s boyfriend and he was ready to win your heart • “are you serious? I went crazy trying to find this! Thank you so much! Isn’t your name y/n? Can I call you that?” • he appeared a little flustered and surprised, clutching his plushie close • he genuinely treasures his plushie okay, fight me • it was cute • ugh • “y/n, and yeah sure” • Youngmin opened his mouth to speak but he was called away by another server. He smiled apologetically and thanked you again, promising to be back with your order soon • you scrambled to text your friends but your hands were trembling like a leaf that you missed all the keys • do leaves tremble? • your texts to them were a mess but they got your drift anyway • Youngmin arrived with your order, “I’m here to give you your food and my heart.” • you really couldn’t help but burst into giggles • “will you accept it, Y/N?” • beaming brightly, you nodded but was still unable to keep the laughter at bay • youngmin chuckled along with you • boi i kid you not hearing his laugh was a blessing • b l e s s • since the cafe was pretty empty, Youngmin settled down in the seat across from your own because “everyone should have company” • he wasn’t much of a talker but he was a good listener, the more he warmed up to you the more he spoke • his eyes lit up when you mentioned you listened to his mix tapes • “you’re a really great rapper” • he just blushed and mumbled a 'thank you’ in reply, the ability to speak left him • “ahh, t-thank you.” • you took note of how well his red hair contrasted against his peach coloured flower crown. It only made him all the more charming and prince like • Youngmin’s company was enjoyable and you could foresee him becoming one of your good friends • you were reluctant to leave • he felt the same way • Youngmin isn’t the kind for a hella lot of aegyo but he has a way with words • even though he says he doesn’t • “y/n? do you have a map? cause honey, I’m getting lost in your eyes,” he said, tapping the pot of honey on your table • o i love puns • “you’re so sweet, are you made out of sugar?” *lifts up jar of sugar* • you’re just out there dying at his lame ass puns • but at the same time, dying bc he’s FLIRTING WITH YOU • imagine your crush flirting with you • hah can’t relate • “y/n, we’re like a four-leafed clover, you are C, I’m R and there’s love between us” he purred out, making finger hearts • you’re nearly dead and although these are somewhat awful, it’s cute • “i never knew you were like this, you never really talk in class…..” you muttered. “so innocent…” • “the only crime I’ll commit is stealing your heart” • bYE BYE IM • it gets late and you eventually have to bid him goodbye • but before you leave, he slides you a note and says, “y/n, if you can accept my love, how about accepting my number?” • “yes! I’ll text you.” • you hastily punch his number into your phone, nearly messing up because you’re still freaking out • there’s an alpaca, llama emoji next to his name, whatever you can find on your phone • suddenly, you become the envy of all the customers, especially when he gives you a matching alpaca plushie • *makes a mental reminder to attach it to your uni bag* • Youngmin smiles bashfully at you but says nothing • when you hand back the board to him after writing your signature - because you paid by credit card, he whistles • “damn, i was looking for a signature on you because a masterpiece always has one” • you are about to punch him • but only out of love • your heart is going to explode • he winks from behind the counter as you head out • “see you soon, Y/N.” 

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Responses to Part 12 I Won’t Stop You, Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU asks~

Please ‘Keep Reading’ to find my response to your ask ^^ As always, I have copied and pasted all asks into this post in regards to last night’s chapter to avoid clogging up people’s dashboards and to avoid spoilers for those who may still wish to read the chapter. Thank you ^^ 

Anonymous said: YES SO EXCITED FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER OF I WONT STOP YOU I just cannot figure out what jk meant with the getting wet thing I FEEL SO STUPID I NEED TO KNOW

Hopefully this chapter helped you to catch on to the wet thing ;) hehe~ I hope you enjoyed it if you read it my darling! ^^

Anonymous said: I KEEP REFRESHING OMGHG

AHH I HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT!

Anonymous said: I literally screamed when I got the notification that you posted Part 12 of I Won't Stop!!! Your writing is amazing!!!

Ahhh thank you so much babe! I really hope you enjoyed the new chapter ^^

@kawaiipotato75 said: You....you....I WONT STOP YOU IS SO GOOD IM DYING WHYYYYYYYYYYY(got so hyped for smut when, when it was a TO BE CONTINUED 😭😭😭😭😭😭) its so good omg i cant wait flr mext tuesday but omg my soul meeds help😭😭  ❤~

heheheheh~ I feel so evil ohmygod haha^^ BUT NEXT CHAPTER IS TO BE CONTINUED...so, can you guess what the next chapter will be 100% dedicated to? ;) Thank you so much for reading ^^

Anonymous said: It's so incredibly cute that Jungkook stocks his fridge purely for a sense of normalcy

I think so too ^^ It’s the part of him that desires to be human in the end. Even though he is a Vampire, he has always been curious and slightly envious of humans.

Anonymous said: YOU DID IT THANK YOU SO MUCH

I DON’T KNOW WHAT I DID BUT YOU’RE WELCOME AND THANK YOU SO MUCH D:

Anonymous said: aye its 2 am and iwsy part 12 is here tURN UP!!! -daisy

MISS DAISY GET UR CUTE BUTT TO BED~~~

@ashrvyera said: Holy frickityfrack I've never wanted a week to pass so quickly. IM DYING FOR THE DEETS OF IWSY PART 12

Don’t worry~ Chapter 13 will be even juicier ;) Thank you so much for reading!

@animeimmortal said: ARE YOU FUCKIN KIDDIN ME? OH MA LAWD. How? Why? I AM SO THIRSTY FOR MORE YOU DONT EVEN KNOW for the lOve oF LORD JESUS CHRIST AND EVERY OTHER VISHNU OUT THERE I don't even knoW ANYMORE WHY DO YOU MAKE US SUFFER in sorryy I love you WHYYYYYY

I am an evil person and I admit to this. a 100% tease and I love to play c: But don’t worry, the next chapter will hopefully quench your thirst ;3 I love you too! Thank you babe ^^

@what-just-happened-help said: Eek!! New chapter of I Won't Stop You was so amazing!! But what was with that cruel cliffhanger?! I'm honestly dying over here~ On another note, I'm really interested in how the story will continue, because you seem to have big things planned plot wise!! I'll be happily awaiting next tuesday, keep up the good work and don't stress! Love you~

Thank you thinking it was amazing! And, I do apologise for the cruel cliffhanger - but to make up for it, the whole next chapter will be dedicated to what you’ve been denied in this chapter :3 And yes! I have a lot of big things planned...I hope it will be shocking, surprising and exciting! Thank you for reading my love, and I’ll keep working hard to write good stories! I love you more :D

@seokjinaf said: I WON'T STOP IS SO GOOD I LOVE OT SO MUCH YOU'RE SUCH A GOOD WRITER ❤😭 (cont.) I won't stop you* oops lol

Thank you so much baby! I’m so happy you like it ❤ ❤ ❤

@mahirookumura sadi: YOU CAN'T END IT LIKE THIS!!!! MAAANNN I'M THIRSTY AS NOW FOR JEONGKOOK!!!!!!!!

Don’t worry! Things will continue right where they left off in Chapter 13~ ;) GOOD, IT MAKES ME HAPPY TO KNOW YOU’RE THIRSTY ASF NOW c:

Anonymous said: I HAVE BEEN AWOKEN BY THE CLIFFHANGER GOODNESS I DONT KNOW IF I CAN SLEEP STRAIGHT THINKING ABOUT THE NEXT CHAPTER LIKE... OH SNAP JUNGKOOK'S GONNA SHOW HIS DING DONG NEXT WEEK.... or will he? 🤔 -daisy

JUNGKOOK’S GONNA SHOW HIS DING DONG. DAISY. I’m fuCKING CRYING OH MY GOD I LAUGHED SO MUCH AT THAT HAHAHA~~ I hope you managed to get back to sleep my love >< Thank you so much for reading it and I hope you’ll enjoy the next ;)

@minty--suga said: i am,,in love with the last chapter of i wont stop you,,,,thank u for blessing us

Thank you so much my love! I’m glad I could make you happy with it! ^^

Anonymous said: Ahhhh you cant leave me like that ughh i fucking love this whole serie 😍😍😍 So its obvious that the next chapter is also a smut chapter ;)) Btw you are an amazing writer so keep writing!! :)

You’re not wrong ;) Thank you so much my love, I really appreciate that! Have a wonderful day!

@jaypark5 said: To be continued..... I cry 😢😢😢😢😢 From joy and sadness that I have to wait 😢

Don’t cry my love! This chapter was just a teaser for the main event in the next one ;) Thank you for reading!

@audreymv said: You're such a tease man. Like boi I lOVE IT. Jungkook is about to get it on and it is my favorite thing. I am just falling for this story even more. Like I love Smut and you write it well. Like this Fanfic is going to kill me

You’re right, I am an absolute tease~ I hope to make the next chapter as intense and detailed as possible :3 Thank you so much for reading it dear! ^^

Anonymous said: WE NEED MORE OF THAT SEXY STUFF NOT JUST THAT AHHHHH BUT THANK YOU FOR WRITING SUCH AWESOME STUFF FOR US AHHHH I LOVED THE CHAPTER!!! ❤❤

More sexy stuff will continue in the next one c: That was just a little snippet of what is to come! Thank you so much my love :) I hope you have a great day!

@darkmoonmary said: *having difficulties with breathing, the cause being I Won't Stop You Part 12*

*resuscitates you* stay strong for the next chapter! I think you might like it~ Well, I hope you will anyway :3 Thank you for reading!

Anonymous said: Why just why did you have to nd it like that 😭 You're such a tease,now I have to wait for another week for the next part.I can't wait to see what happens next😏Anyway thank you and congrats on getting more that 1,000 notes for the previous part😚

I apologise for the amount of teasing I love to do~ heh ^^ Thank you for reading it my love, and I hope you’ll enjoy the next part! And thank you for telling me, I had no idea! I knew that my first chapter of this series hit 1k so that made me really happy because it let’s me know that you are all enjoying it ^^ Thank you so much! :D

Anonymous said: OH MY GOD OH MY GOD IM SO DEAD. IM LITERALLY SCREAMING INSIDE! I WONT STOP U 12 IM DEAD. WHY DO U DO DIS TO ME T-T! Anxiously waiting for 13 IWST smut, ehehe *smirks* BUT DAMN GIRL IM SO DEAD! IM SO INTO THIS FIC TYSM! Have a good week! Xoxo <3 ~Yuno

Hello Yuno! I’m so glad to know that you’re liking the series my dear ^^ It makes me really happy!! I hope you’ll enjoy more sexy stuff next week c: I hope you have a great week too lovely! ^^

Anonymous said: Damn woman, that girl needs some lovin asap - wedding anon

I need some lovin WHUT YOU TALKING ABOUT *whispers incoherent words about being so fucking sexually frustrated* tHANK YOU FOR READING my lovely wedding anon~

Anonymous said: I'm really glad you've built up y/n's and jungkook's relationship in i won't stop you instead of just being like "yeah, these people are just gonna fuck" like most writers would do

Thank you so much for appreciating the time I’ve taken to build up a backstory and their relationship! I personally don’t mind when people jump straight into the whole smut thing - but this is more my style. Especially when writing a story and creating characters for people to hopefully relate to in some way!

Anonymous said:    AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH I WAS ON THE TRAIN WHEN I READ THIE AND STARTED SCREAMING! MY OTP YES THIS WAS SO GREAT ILY  - panda anon

AAAAAAAA I’m so glad it could make you scream heh~ Thank you for reading it despite screaming on the train :3 I hpoe you’ll enjoy the next chapter too, panda anon!

Anonymous said: OMG IM JUST I...I...I IM JUST SO LIKE....*dies*

It’s okay, I feel your pain *hugs*

Anonymous said: I ABSOLUTELY LOVE "I WONT STOP YOU" I LITERALLY FELL APART READING PART 12. I CANT WAIT FOR NEXT WEEK ASDFGHJKL

Thank you so much my love ^^ I’m so happy you enjoyed it!

Anonymous said: "[...]you were extremely thirsty." Ahahaha wellp. We probably all are with this cliffhanger. Omg sara, what is happening?? XD love the story as usual! Excited for the next part for no special reason at all. Hahaha <3 -unnianon

Hello unnianon! Thank you for picking up on the double meaning to that sentence ;) And yes! For no reason at all...*wiggles eyebrows* heh ^^ Thank you so much for reading my dear!

Anonymous said: OMG THIS UPDATE HAS ME SCREAMING  I LOVE YOUR STORIES GIRL KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK👌👌

I’m so happy you enjoyed it :3 I’ll keep working hard and thank you for reading!

Anonymous said: FUCJSHADBDHSOSUDCTVSOAHA SARA WHY YOU LEFT IT HANGING LIKE THAT! I swear 'I Won't Stop You' will be the death me! Jungkook isn't even my bias and I feel so wrecked right now..... good job by the way

Because I just wanted to get you all riled up in preparation for next week’s chapter c: Thank you so much for reading dear! ^^

THAT NEW CHAPTER WAS SOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOOD. I'm so happy Jungkook and her finally stepped it up 💕💕 great work as usual

Thank you my darling :3 I’m really happy that you’re enjoying it ^^ And yes! Finally they are accepting their feelings for each other and showing it in the process :3

Anonymous said: BRUH. CAN IT BE NEXT TUESDAY ALREADY OMG. I cannot express in words, how much I FREAKING love this story! I feel like in a way, the girl relates so much to my personality, that when I read I Won't Stop You, it feels even more like it's me T.T cuz yenno sometimes when you read fics, it doesn't totally feel natural cuz the character may do things differently than yourself. BUT DAMN. This girl is TOTALLY ME LOL. I've been trying to read less smut (lol) but wooo IM SO READY FOR THEM TO GET IT ON AHA

I’m so glad she’s very relatable to you. Honestly, when I write stories - I do often project myself into them with all the characters involved. The things Y/N does are things that would be close to how I would do or react to in real life ^^ So we must be very similar heh~ I’m really happy you’re enjoying it, and I hope you enjoy the future chapters too :3 Thank you!

Anonymous said: i DiEd fOR goodNesSSSs sakE... Can't wait for next week's chapter :)

Please don’t die, that would make me very sad :c Thank you my love!

Anonymous said: SHDHSKDGKCODVDIDBF W H Y!!!! DEAR JESUS I WON'T STOP YOU SERIES WILL BE THE DEATH OF MEEEE!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH MMM

NO DYING IS ALLOWED BUT SCREAMS OF PAIN AND PLEASURE ARE WELCOME~ lol thank you so much for reading it and enjoying it :3

Anonymous said: I usually don't like Vampire Stories and avoid fanfics BUT YOUR WRITING is *so* good I can't even. I wish I could put my thoughts on your writing skills in such beautiful words like you do it but all I can say is UGH. Everything is so detailed and well described so that I can see a clear picture in my head but with enough space to add my own things.You're honestly just amazing. You should become an author or sth like that.. (IWSY IS MY NEW LIFE AND I HATE THE CLIFFHANGER IN PT.12)

I’ve had a few people say to me that they usually don’t like Vampire Fanfics, so for you guys to read mine despite them not usually being your cup of tea makes me feel so amazing, you have no idea :) I appreciate that you notice the detail I put in! I want to create an entire scene in your head of the world I have imagined - with like you said, enough room for you to imagine smaller details too. Maybe one day when I am even older and even more bitter (if that’s possible) I will become an author :P heh~ Thank you so much for reading my love! I hope you’ll enjoy all the sexy stuff in the next chapter, too ;3

Anonymous said: GIRL YOU CANNOT JUST LEAVE US HANGING LIKE THAT 😫😫😭 We need the Jungkook sexy time

I give you my oath that in the next chapter, Jungkook sexy time will be delivered~ Heh^^ Thank you for reading!

@coppertopging said: I need a drink... do you have any holy water available?

*gives you an entire bucket of holy water* only if you share with me~ c:

Anonymous said: aaaa ive been waiting for p 12 of the vampire au :(

I posted it last night! If you have already read it, I hope you enjoyed it my love! ^^

Anonymous said: WHY? WHY R U DOING THIS TO ME? I WON'T STOP YOU IS MAKING ME FEEL SO MANY THINGS THAT I CAN'T EVEN EXPLAIN sorry for yelling but OH MY GOD I JUST AHJDDYJSOXHEHDBSKHDIEHEHD (this is me dying)

DON’T BE SORRY FOR YELLING C: I’m glad it’s making you feel a lot of things :3 Thank you for reading it and I hope you’ll enjoy next week’s chapter too! ;)

Anonymous said: Don't u have to, like, stop writing i won't stop you for a while just to breath or something cause GURLLLLL that last part was sexy af

Hmm, usually I just imagine it all in my head and write furiously :P I really live in the moment when I write it and write accordingly to what’s happening in my mind! The problem occurs when I read it back and I feel my cheeks burning or I feel some type of way if you catch my drift haha~ Thank you my love for reading it! ^^

Anonymous said: SUCH A CLIFFHANGER!! I HATE IT. Just kidding. I LOVE IT I LOVED IT SO MUCH I LOVED THIS CHAPTER SO MUCH. I CANT WAIT AHHH ITS SO GOOD

I’m so sorry for the cliffhangerrrrrrr ahh :( But truth be told, it WAS running on too long for a single chapter. And the smut I have planned is very detailed. And I figured it needs a whole chapter of its own :3 I hope you’ll enjoy it! And thank you for reading this chapter, too :D

Anonymous said: SARA WHAT THE FUCK. I CANT BELIEVE YOU DID THAT TO ME. OMFG I'M SO I CANT EVEN WHY DID I KNOW YOU WOULD TEASE THE FUCK OUT OF ME THEN STOP. YOU'RE SO UNBELIEVABLE. I CANT EVEN. (really Ily and you're so good at writing) I HATE THIS SO MUCH MAKE IT TUESDAY NOW. I NEED MORE. IM GONNA RIP MY HAIR OUT

If there is one thing you should know about me, I am a hellish tease. Always have been, always will be. In every aspect of my life :3 I hope you enjoyed the chapter, despite being denied :P But next chapter will hopefully satisfy your needs! hehe~ Thank you for reading my dear :)

@lucas-is-mine said: (1)Jungkook,Yoongi,Tae said she special and here comes my theories :p Maybe bc she has some connection with vampires, possibly her parents death was caused by them,she likes to bite,maybe she's not human and doesnt know yet. I like to guess (2)what you mean behind some senteces that you wrote. About the last chapter i was screaming when it finished like that but i can survive another week and im really excited for the next part. Thanks for your effort! :)

Ooooh look at you with all your theories :3 I actually love it when people tell me what they think will happen! But of course, I’ll never say whether you are wrong or right :3 Thank you so much for reading and I really hope you’ll like the next chapter ^^ There is still a lot more to unfold in the story, so I hope it will make you keep guessing! ^^

Anonymous said: ITS 4AM HERE AND IM LOSING MY MIND ON THE ENDING OF I WONT STOP YOU ! LIKE HOW DARE U OML IM DYING AND I WANNA CRY ! NOW I HAVE TO WAIT A WHOLE WEEK YET AGAIN BUT THATS OK CUZ ITS SO WORTH IT I LOVE YOUR WRITING AND OMF FML I CANT ! I LIVE FOR THIS FANFIC I STG IT GIVES ME LIFE AND MY EMOTIONS R EVERYWHERE AFTER READING 😭😭

I’M SO SORRY I APOLOGISE c: But hopefully you enjoyed it despite the denial :3 I promise you that you will get what you want next week with the next chapter that I post! :3 Thank you so much for reading my love :)

Anonymous said: ya kno the moment i saw the warning you put in the beginning i knew shits bout to go down I WENT LIKE AYYYEEEE MY BOY FINALLY GOING IT AFTER HUNDRED OF YEARS BOY GET IT (same for the oc like GET THAT DICK GIRL) before clicking BUT I WAS WRONGJSDFSBGJBHNA WHAT DID I DO TO MY PAST LIFE TO DESERVE THIS LETS SKIP WEEKENDS AND GO STRAIGHT AHEAD like seriously this fic makes me excited for tuesday actually nO TUESDAY IS MY FAVE DAY OF THE WEEK NOWGHJFSBGKJSG

GET THAT DICK GIRL LMFAO I’M SCREAMING RIGHT NOW! I’m sorry for teasing you terribly~ But, next chapter will hopefully make up for it :3 I’m so happy to know that I can make you look forward to Tuesdays! Thank you for reading my series and I hope you have an awesome day darling!

Anonymous said: I HAS BEEN WAITING FOR SMUT SINCE PART 1. CLIFFHANGERS ARE THE BANE OF MY EXISTENCE. Y U DO DIS?

Good things come to those who wait, you little vixen! Hehe~ I hope you’ll enjoy all the sexy stuff :3

@kpop-everythings said: 9-10pm on Tuesdays UK time automatically means Wednesdays in Australia. Wednesdays are the magical days in which I am blessed with Vamp!kook

Ahh yes because you are 12 (?) hours ahead of UK time, right? I’m glad I can bless you with VampKook :3 Thank you so much for reading my series darling! ^^

Anonymous said: Holy shit. I won't stop you. Is this it? Finally? The smut we've been waiting for?! Ohmfjgosh!

It’s the beginning of the smut that will happen throughout the next chapter! There will ALSO be more smut scenes in future chapters too~ Don’t worry my love - I plan on feeding you well :3

Anonymous said: THE SMUT HAS ARRIVED! *WINK WINK*

IT HAS ARRIVED AND I HOPE YOU’LL ENJOY IT :3 Thank you so much for reading lovely :)

@jeonjowaaan said: OH MY FREAKING GOD I WILL NOT GONNA CHANGE TO ANONYMOUS CAUSE IM NOT ASHAMED TO TELL YOU THAT IM ONE OF YOUR FAN I REALLY LOVE YOUR STORIES SPEACIALLY I WONT STOP YOU 😭 I ALWAYS LOOK FORWARD TO YOUR UPDATE CAUSE GOD KNOWS HOW YOU RELIEF MY STRESS 💕

I’m glad you came off anonymous to tell me! :) heh~ I’m so happy you love the series so far my dear ^^ I hope you look forward to the next chapter! ^^

Anonymous said: Hiiiii omgggg I've been following your Jungkook fic obsessively and I have to say your latest update had me on edge! Can't wait to see what comes next. You are doing work of the gods please keep it up <3

Hello dear! Thank you for reading it since the beginning ^^ It makes me so happy that you are enjoying it! Work of the gods heh~ I don’t think so! But I’ll keep trying to do my best :3 Have a great day babe!

@callmessam said: 'Over, and over again.'   This cliffhanger though! I need answers. What is your expression when you wrote this whole chapter, not to mention the cliffhanger? Cos I can imagine you smiling evilly, knowing this is a torture for us 😍

You’ll just have to wait for next week to find out those answers :3 But I hope you won’t be disappointed! I DID kind of have an evil smile on my face when I ended it with that cliffhanger :3 I apologise for all the teasing! But hopefully its pleasured torture in the end~ heh^^

@eatjinma said: I just want to say that I won't stop you is genuinely the best fic I have read. I'm so in love with it. KEEP SLAYING GURL ;) kisses from England

Ahh thank you so much my love! Thank you for reading it and enjoying it :3 I’m also from England yay! ^^

@bangtangurlarmy said: I HATE YOU BUT I LOVE YOU MORE FOR PART 12. YOU'RE JUST AWESOME AND IT'S HORRIBLE HOW YOU ENDED IT JUST LIKE THAT. DO YOU NOT CARE FOR US? OMG IM DYING. I LOVE YOU

Don’t worry my little dear~ I will feed you all very well next week! :3 Heh~ Thank you so much for reading it! I hope you enjoyed it ^^

[1jamessantacruz1-blog]

growing pains.

this is different for me bc ever since i joined i had never expressed my feelings like before. i had kept everything bottled up and never took anything serious. i didn’t do it on purpose tbh i didn’t even realize i was holding everything in. looking at what i’m surrounded by knowing that if i ever acted how i used to they would either roast me or just say “suck that sh*t up quit being a little punk b*tch.” now it’s just spewing out. i’m not looking for attention. i’m just looking for another way to vent. also i feel if i ever catch myself falling back again i can reread my journal entries to remember the pain and never let myself get that deep again.

-day 1 (dec 18, 2017) since everything had went down

i could barely eat. i stayed up the whole night last night. i was drained the whole day and i get back to my room where i’m alone and left w/ my thoughts and now i can’t help but stay up (currently 11:12pm). i can’t sleep, breathe, etc etc. this is the most cliche heartbreak hahahah. *dying laugh turns into slow cry* i’ve stayed up for the past 2 or 3 nights just thinking about each and every chance i had w/ her. each and every argument we’ve had. each time i had just straight disrespected her in the way i had treated her anything less of great. realizing that she was so pure and every “flaw” she felt she had i always highlighted more bc the way i viewed her she was unmatched and anyone else there was no competition for me. knowing deep down that no matter who i talk to, she was the one that knew me the most. she was the one that cared the most. she was the first one to ever show me real love on a consistent basis and she showed me the definition of sacrifice countless times again and again and i break down strictly bc i was not able to do the same for her. as time went on and my head got bigger i was never able to give her something real and genuine. something that was classified as real love and making her feel cared for. i am not depressed. i am able to carry out the plan of the day and still do my job. it is only when i get left alone w/ myself. i am not mad at her. i am mad at all the wrong doings i have committed and how i really had brought this on myself bad this time. sorry does not express how i feel towards her. all the mental abuse i had brought unto her i am only feeling the beginning stages of them. i wish she let me devote myself to her. i wish she let me be the one she comes to for everything. i wish she was in my arms and not anyone else’s. i want to say i will get past this but the severity of this life lesson and watching something that was once you’re “everything” slip right through your fingertips and you can’t do anything about it is tough on anyone regardless how mentally strong they proclaim themselves to be. i once loved and cared for her. i still love and care for her. i will always love and care for her.

lesson learned of the day: realize the efforts (big or small) that anyone may give to you and be appreciative of them.

this one was rough and my mind is going everywhere rn so i left things out.

-day 2 (dec 19, 2019) since everything went down

i have already maxed out the tears that come from my eyes and it’s only been a couple of days. today i was occupied but at the same time i tried my hardest to still keep in contact w/ her. i would rather talk to her in some sort of way than to lose all sort of communication w/ her. my days seems fine and i am somewhat busy but i get back to my room and my thought just yell!! i can’t sleep if i wanted to. i wish you knew how much i am sorry. i wish you knew that i really am aware of what i put you through. i wish you knew how much i care. i wish i had you in my arms just one more time. i wish you knew the pain i’m going through now. then i remember that you do. i know you know the pain bc i was the one who put you through it first. my mom told me that after we broke up you visited them and my dad sat you down and asked “did james ever hurt you?” and you just looked away and smiled and looked back at him and said “i’ll be fine tito.” she told me she could see all the pain and hardship in your face. i am filled w/ so much rage towards myself. talking to people today and them telling me that i am just getting unbrainwashed from bootcamp and coming back to my old self and that it just takes some time. what we had was real and genuine when i didn’t lose sight. i see the difference in how i acted. i just know it was genuine. it was real it was real it was real ines please believe me!! please please i need you to know. my thoughts and feelings are jumbled all over the place but what is clear is that it’s you. it’s always been you. the reason i say i just need one more time to have you in my arms is bc this time i’m not letting go.

lesson learned: never let go

-day 3 (dec 20, 2017)

i am slowly grasping these life lessons day by day. slowly accepting what i have to do to move on from this. i just need to fallback and let you run your own life. i can’t think that i can act a certain way and get you back. i need to let you come back to me on your own. i realize that i have to fall back in order to take several leaps forward. problem is this fallback feels never ending. even worst is the big chance that you won’t come back. how many more nights am i gonna spend staying up over you? how many nights am i gonna stay up begging you not to take your love away from me w/o you even knowing?the 3 types of people you meet in life are the one you’re not supposed to be with, the one you lose, and the one you’re destined for. staying up wondering which one you are. i am so empty maxine. i miss the fights. i miss the arguments. i want you to yell at me. scream at me. fight with me. anything to have your attention one last time. bc if i ever get that i will make sure of it that i never lose it again. i think i really will be strict on myself and back off like i said. i need to give you your space but it’s not easy. i just want you to see this james. the james you fell in love with. the james who actually lives everyday w/ a meaning. w/ a purpose. the purpose to progress and be a man for myself and for you. for us. the james that has that mentality from on top of everything he has accomplished and learned now. what do i want? i want to be the one who cares for you like you had cared for me even when i didn’t ask for it. i want to treat you how i should’ve been this whole time. the biggest thing is knowing that’s not whats best for you right now. but is it not best for you just for right now though or at all and this had all this just ended and fallen apart. that’s what keeps me up at night. i was lost in the thrill of it all. feeling immortalized like i’m able to do whatever and not worry about the consequences. little did i know i was nothing but achilles and was struck in my heel. who can i fight to help regain some confidence? problem is looking in the mirror and seeing i was the one that struck myself. i caused this pain and suffering. i am the reason for my own downfall.

lessons learned: acceptance. knowing what i have to do but will i actually be strict on myself and carry that plan out? that’s what i am working on.

-day 4 (dec 21, 2017)

asdfghjkl; at this point idk if i’m still sad or just tired bc i haven’t slept this whole week. we ft’d today. believe it or not even though our convos are so dry i am still happy to hear from you. i don’t have much to say today as i am just drained and defeated.

lesson learned: be grateful for those victories in the small battles

-day 5 (dec 22, 2017)

i actually slept this is crazy. from last night to now i feel better but i already know i’m not gonna fully heal overnight. i can feel the changes in me already. i just feel so full of hurt obviously but having the urge to give myself up to anyone or anybody in need of help. i’m sure this mini high will be gone soon and i will find myself really low once again and then i’ll be writing chapters on chapters of this stuff but for now. even though i’m still so hurt i’ll be alright.

lesson learned: appreciate yourself and see the good in you even if you don’t want to.

-day 6 (dec 23, 2017)

i just think you don’t know how i really feel. you think that i’m trying to play tricks on you. that i just treat you like that one girl you always compared yourself to. you think i don’t care for you anymore. you think that i don’t hate myself every day because you won’t see how i am now. you don’t think i go everyday just wishing i get your attention again even in the smallest way .you think i don’t stay up trying to find a way to win you back. you don’t think i wish so much how i can just be the one to give you everything and let you know that you’re cared for like the old times? well i do. can i be mad at you? when’s the last time i had made you feel all of those things. what did i expect for you to just stay there forever? it’s not just bc you moved on. i had turned away from how i was months ago. i don’t just miss the memories. i don’t just want someone or anyone. i don’t just want that feeling. i want you. you were the one who was w/ me through it all. i remember the heartbreaks you went through and all the insecurities you had. i remember all the motivation i had in myself to make sure you never felt anything negative from me. to make sure that the standard was set that you wouldn’t be treated like anything else but royalty. eventually i lost of it all and i turned into the person that i despised for so long. self centered prick who felt he deserved everything. well i’m suffering now and it sucks knowing i can’t blame anyone else. what’s even worse is i know at this point i only have 2 options, either sit back and just be a spectator and live my life just waiting for a “ooh he messed yay i can prove myself now” which is just miserable OR just move on and try to get better from this even though knowing that if i move on now this is it. we really are done. either way i’m gonna be so miserable but it’s only fair since i had put you through way worst for months. if i could tell you one last thing it would be “PLEASE. JUST LISTEN. this is not the james who was going through that shit. this is not that james that was just being dumb. this is the old me. this is the one that you first fell for. i am really not trying to play games w/ you or your mind. it’s you. it’s always been. i would take you back whole heartedly w/ no regrets. i would take back the fights, the arguments, the yelling. anything to have you back. i know you still care for me. it would be so different if i was there standing in front of you i just know it would. i’m not though. but doesn’t that make you wonder like why is it so different bc i’m not there? i know you still care. i keep saying this but i just wish for one more time that you were in my arms. bc if i get that one chance i’m not letting go. i still love you. please just take that leap. this isn’t an empty promise i swear i will catch you.” it’s a little too late bud. everything i just said i had already did. i had already pushed you away one too many times. i know that the cycle will always continue. i know that eventually i will move on then one of us will go back. we will not be far from each other for too long. we were just way too good. but then again maybe this really is it. i just wish i could tell you but i know it would be the most selfish thing and i couldn’t just drop this whole mess on you for my own good. road to recovery is long as shit smh. (edit at 6am: i’m okay. i feel i just want you to know how i really feel so bad regardless if it triggers anything or if you just move so i know deep down you get me and i didn’t end things on a sour taste but i can’t send this to you bc i know that this is just too much to drop this bomb. i need to bite my tongue hard af but i know it’s what’s best bc i know that i can’t just take my feelings into consideration. you’re already with someone else). i’m sorry i realized so late. you know that timing was always our worst enemy.

lesson learned: never get too comfortable w/ the position you’re in. always strive for a greater you.

[summonerscenarios]

I think I found a new way to worry the teachers!(and the summoners too) What if Mc was going to be late, and decided that scaling the building and going in through the window was a better idea then just accepting the tarty?

ASDFGHJKL okay so I MAY have gotten a tiny bit carried away with this one but the idea was just way too hilarious to not immediately write up. Also as someone who’s pulled a similarly ridiculous stunt to avoid being late this brought back waaay too many memories.

So here ya go hun~! one of many ways to concern your teachers and classmates about your well being!

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Mr. Mononobe

Mr. Mononobe really isn’t as strict about students being a few minutes late to class, so you’re pretty sure that if you had made the desperate dash from the school entrance to the classroom you would have made it with just a couple seconds to spare. But when you were passing by the your classroom and looked up to see the window open wide enough to fit through your immediate plan changed from a mad dash to “yeah, I can make that”

Mononobe himself was actually just about to start the class when he heard Moritaka scream and fall, turning around just in time to see the canis therian toppled over his chair at the window and seeing you only just come up into view, one arm hooked over the windowsill and the other using the frame to keep yourself balanced. There have been many students who have tried all manners of unconventional means to cut time and get to class by the bell (both successful and unsuccessful), but Mononobe’s pretty sure that scaling up the school’s building is a new one for his teaching career.

The two of you lock eyes and he expects to hear some form of excuse or explanation for your...abrupt manner of entering the classroom, but he honestly has to stop himself from laughing when you huff out “Am I late?”. He comes over to help Moritaka and Kengo pull you up into the classroom rather than tempt fate and let you hang out of the classroom window for the next few minutes, and your expression lights up when you find out that you’re in fact bang on time. However that joy doesn’t last for very long when he has to let you know that you’ll be staying behind after class to talk about it. 

True to his word Mononobe catches you before you’re able to sneak out with the class to get away and he does the whole ‘lean/barely sit on the edge of his to have the teacher talk™️’ asking you to come sit down so he can have a word with you. He tells you that while it’s impressive that you were able to climb up as quickly as you did it was still a reckless decision. Sure it turned out fortunate this time but there’s a chance that the next time you might not be so lucky and end up losing your grip; he doesn’t want you putting yourself in danger and admits that he’d be happy to give a bit more leeway on being late if it means he’ll have no more students risking making daring entries through the school windows. 

Mr. Triton

Out of all the teachers Mr. Triton is the firmest in regards to adhering to the rules - so there’s probably more of a pressure to get in on time to avoid getting an earful about the advantages of being prompt and the disadvantages of missing out on precious lesson time. The window was closed but you’d been able to nab the attention of one of your classmates passing by it and as soon as they were able to jimmy it open and they let you know that Mr. Triton had stepped out to catch the last of the students you knew what to do. 

You’d taken a running jump to give you a headstart on the climb, and by the time you were over halfway up the number of students silently cheering you on was growing, egging you on to make it whilst others kept an eye on the doorway to make sure that Triton wasn’t coming back yet. You’d just about gotten to the windowsill when the student who opened the window and a feline therian reached out to help you in the rest of the way, making the last stretch of the climb a breeze. For a moment you hoisted yourself to rest on the windowsill, heart still pounding in your ears from the adrenaline rush and trying to catch your breath as you check the clock. A minute before the bell - holy shit you’d actually made it. The other students around you seemed to share in your excitement (or they were more shocked that you’d actually made it) and honestly this stunt couldn’t have gone off better.

Then Mr. Triton walks through the door. 

He’s halfway through talking with another student about nearly missing the beginning of class when he notices you hiked over the windowsill, surrounded by students deciding between staying in place or trying to slip back into their seat to feign ignorance. His mouth drops open and he genuinely looks lost for words, and honestly with the expression on his face you wonder if it’s too late to just take the fall and topple back out the window. Of course you don’t get the chance, and at least you get the heat off of the student he was last talking to so they’re able to slink away while Triton’s attention is focused on you. The students that helped you up stick around long enough to pull you in the rest of the way and get you on your feet before splitting to avoid the brunt of Mr. Triton’s impending speech, but fortunately for the class (and unfortunately for you) he chooses to save it for after class when the ring of the bell signals for the lesson to start.

Naturally you get an earful from Triton about irresponsibility for your own well being after class, but really you can tell that he was just terrified seeing his student half-hanging out of the window with such a steep drop below them. I mean all it took was you leaning back a bit too far or getting startled by something and the fall would have most definitely broken some bones or worse-. Just do the poor man a favor and take the tardy please I don’t think his heart could take these continued tricks. Of course he has to let Mr. Mononobe know of the situation as well, and the classes end up with a long lecture courtesy of Mr. Triton about the dangers of ‘cutting corners’ for the sake of not being late.

Mr. Jinn

Jinn’s pretty lax about late rules, so long as you’ve got a decent enough excuse and are apologetic about being late he really doesn’t mind letting it slide. It’s because of this that you’d have to be cutting things ridiculously close in order to even consider risking the climb, as in you were on the ground floor and had barely a few minutes left when you’d spot a classmate opening the window before taking their seat. As soon as the window’s open there’s a light bulb moment and before you know it you’re using the window frames or the other classrooms to help haul yourself up, no doubt scaring the life out of anyone fortunate enough to be looking out of the window at the time. (hell you even had time to wave to Choji’s food tech club on the way up, which definitely got you a surprise visit from the cook later to find out just what you’d been doing.)

The teacher had only turned away from the class for a moment to close the door and get started on the lesson, and suddenly there’s an out-roar in the class and then he spins back around to see you hop right through the window like it’s nothing, noticeably out of breath but no worse for wear. He’s so baffled when you flash him a grin and thumbs up with a relieved “Hey I made it!” that you’re already at your desk and sat down by the time he finds his voice to ask what the hell you just did. 

Surely you didn’t just scale the building and climb into the class just because you didn’t want to miss the bell right? ...Right??!! But with the way that the class is awash with excitable chatter and pretty much every single eye in the classroom is trained on you and your desk specifically leaves little room for doubt when there’s a class full of witnesses to your anti-late game plan. Jinn has to momentarily switch his focus to calming to students down and by the time everyone is finally settled down the lesson’s already supposed to be well under way, so he has to settle for bringing it up to you later on (though he does intentionally close the windows as he’s got a small inkling that you might try the same method at the end of the lesson for your escape if he’s not careful about it.) 

Jinn’s not the go-to man for dishing out intense lectures like Mr. Triton and Mr. Mononobe can, so his talk with you is more of a heart to heart about what you were thinking and why climbing up the school building isn’t a good idea regardless of how fit you are. He wants to make sure that you’re not pushing the limits of your safety just to make attendance and that you understand that he’s not going to give you an earful about it just because it took a few more minutes to climb the stairs y’know!

Shiro

Usually you guys all head to class around the same time so whenever one of the Summoners is running late you can trust Shiro to find out where they are and get them into class before the bell rings - he’s definitely saved Kengo’s, Ryota’s and your hide numerous times from being late. It’s because of this that it’s unusual when you tell him not to wait up for you, but he takes your word for it because surely you aren’t going to be that late getting to class right?

Well cut to three minutes before class is supposed to start and you’re still not there. Ryota mentions something about you maybe being sick and deciding not to come to the lesson and both as the class rep and your friend he wonders if you’ve let the teachers know. He’s about to go up and ask when he catches a knocking sound from over by the window that’s just loud enough to catch his attention, and when he turns to the source of the noise he just about jokes on his own shock seeing that oh god you’re waving at him from the other side of the window. Of course him and about three other classmates are up immediately to get the window open so you can climb in and he’s relieved to finally have you out of harm's way, breathing a sigh of relief when the window finally clicks shut.

Luckily enough the teacher lets you sit down without much of a fuss besides a stern warning and being kept back after class and so you take the open seat next to him. Normally Shiro’s focused on the lesson but given the circumstances he’s shooting you looks the whole time, even leaning over at one point to whisper/question you about being late.

“What were you thinking?!”  “What? It’s not that high!”  “It’s the second floor!!”

Your meeting with the teacher doesn’t last for long but Shiro’s already waiting for you with a look of exasperation that makes you feel as though you’re walking right out of one lecture and into another. Being team mom second in command of the Summoners he’s concerned to see their Guildmaster acting recklessly (not that you don’t usually but more so than usual) and of course he’s going to worry over you, almost begging you to please not try something like that again. Needless to say he becomes more vigilant about walking with you to school to make sure you don’t have to pull anymore late acrobatic endeavors.

Kengo

Kengo’s been late to class plenty of times (most of the times being complete accidents he swears) and so he doesn’t understand why Shiro’s getting so wound up about you not showing up yet, telling him not to sweat about it cause you’ll get here one way or another. He fully expects you to come barreling through the door at the last moment, with some kind of excuse about why you were late and then just sitting down and that being the end of it.

What he doesn’t expect is to hear your muffled voice calling his name from his seat by the window and when he opens it and leans out to check sure enough you’re there waving at him from the ground floor. Your demeanor perks up once you see his face and he’s wondering what you’re doing just standing there instead of making a dash for the inside of the building - maybe you want him to pass on that you’re not gonna be able to make it? Or are you letting him know that you’re gonna be skipping class? Do you even know that you’re gonna be late. So he calls down to you:

“Hey, partner! hurry it up the class’ starting!” “I got it! Thanks, Kengo!” “Hu-?”

It’s then that you start your climb and - holy shit you’re scaling the school building! Sure a part of him is worried that they’re gonna fall but honestly this is so entertaining that he can’t look away. And of course what partner would he be if he doesn’t cheer you on while you do it, which catches the other Summoners attention and honestly the following outcry is really something to behold. Kengo helps to hoist you up the rest of the way, keeping a firm grip on your hand and side while you’re steadying yourself and it’s about then that the class seems to realize that the teacher is right there and definitely saw everything and let’s just say he’s wishing you luck in that verbal lashing.

He does bring it up later nonchalantly, telling you that it was cool seeing you climb the wall so fast, but honestly it was a pretty crazy stunt to pull off all over being late. When you call him out saying that he can’t talk with the kind of stuff that he’s pulled trying to get out of after school classes and detentions he gets defensive but that quickly dissolves into laughter and it only really gets brought up again as a joke.

Ryota

Ryota likes walking to classes with the rest of the Summoners since they all get to talk and catch up before classes start, so he wonders if everything’s okay when you’re not there with them upon entering the classroom. He doesn’t necessarily worry about it as there’s plenty of reasons why you aren’t there yet - like you got caught up talking with another student or had to run an errand or even just sleeping in! Although the closer that it gets to the bell ringing and the teacher taking roll call Ryota begins to worry.

He worries that maybe you were sick and weren’t coming in because of it? It would make sense and Ryota actually starts convincing himself that’s what’s up when he hears a student gasp and open the window, leaning out of it and yelling down “Hey what are you doing?!” to someone below. He’s confused but a gut feeling gets him out of his chair and joins in on the steadily growing window crowd, taking a peek at where they were looking at right as your head popped into view. Just about everyone jumps back in varying degrees of surprise and though Ryota wants to step in to help you two other students take the initiative to grab onto your hands and pull you up and over into safety.

The teacher intervenes in the situation before Ryota can check in on you though he notices that you look way more relieved about not being late than you were worried about the potential earful that you’re inevitably going to get. And sure enough that’s exactly what happens, though most of the lecture is saved for later in favor of getting you back to your seat and trying to return the class to normal. 

Since you’re able to sit close to Ryota the two of you end up talking throughout the majority of the class because of course his mind is going a mile a minute with worry because you could have seriously fallen and gotten hurt, like really hurt and that would be outside of an app battle too so the damage would stay! Even after the class is over he gives you a concerned once over just to put his mind at ease about it, visibly relaxing once he can see for himself that you’re fine, and after that is when the two of you can actually joke about the absurdity of the situation and Ryota jokes that he’d never be able to pull that off when you talk about it.

Toji

Toji notices your absence in the class pretty quickly once he first arrives - you’re always the centre of at least some kind of attention (both willingly and unwillingly) so the class is noticeably quieter aside from the usual chatter between classmates as a result. He doesn’t give it much heed however and just settles in his seat and waits for classes to start, occasionally letting his eyes dart between the clock and the door the closer that it gets to roll call.

It’s clear that you won’t be making it to the lesson on time and that’s when he hears the sound at the window. It sounded like a knock, but naturally it wouldn’t be given how high up the classroom is from the ground right? Certainly not. He’s thinking this as he glances at the window...and then does a double take when he spots your pressed against the window, one hand clutching the frame and the other waving excitedly one you notice that he’s spotted you. He honestly can’t believe what he’s seeing because of course he’s seen (and had to intervene on) you doing ridiculous things too many times to count on both hands, but surely you aren’t waving at him through a window on the second floor???

And then he hears you calling his name through the glass and he immediately has to turn his head away because all the students surrounding him immediately catch on and with how many eyes are burning into his back he’s several seconds away from praying for the ground to open up and take him. Luckily someone gets to the window first and opens it up enough for you to slip inside before you end up falling, but that doesn’t stop you from avoiding the teacher’s attention given that your entry wasn’t exactly the most inconspicuous.

Similar to Shiro, Toji’s got a few choice words about your irresponsibility climbing up the side of the damn building and how your recklessness could have gotten you seriously hurt if you hadn’t been as lucky as you were. Whether you choose to wave off his concerns or take them to heart is up to you but he finishes his talk with an exasperated sigh before telling you that if you’re so worried about being late that you’ll go to such lengths then to just give him a call - after all he’d rather take on the responsibility of helping you get to class on time than the potential visit to the nurses office if you end up getting hurt.

Moritaka 

Moritaka had heard Ryota and Shiro talking about your absence in the class on the way in and naturally assumed that you’re feeling under the weather and that’s why you can’t make it in.

He’d opened up the window to let the air into the classroom since it was getting rather humid and honestly didn’t think too much about it as he prepares for the lesson. He hears some commotion from outside however he naturally assumes that it’s some students on their way to another class and doesn’t even bother to look outside to look. Of course Moritaka doesn’t have to when he suddenly hears shuffling coming from right next to him and he turns in his seat only to find himself nose to nose with you halfway through the window. For a moment his breath catches in his throat and you look equally as surprised seeing him in front of you that for a moment neither of you make a move. 

There’s a beat of silence...and then you flash him a grin.

“Sup, Mori how’s it going?” 

It’s then that the reality of the situation catches up to him (aka you’re climbing through the second floor window) and he topples right off of his chair with a scream of surprise, turning every eye in the classroom over to the window and blowing your not-so-subtle entrance. Of course he’s flustered over his response being so loud but it’s swiftly forgotten in favor of Kengo and the teacher rushing in to help pull you in and he scrambles back onto his feet to jump in and help. By the time your feet hit the floor the bell chimes in to signal the start of the class and it’s almost bizarre how easily you brush off your daring feat with a yell of triumph over having made it into class before the bell, even if that sense of triumph only lasts until the teacher tells you to stay behind after class to talk.

Moritaka ends up hanging around outside of the classroom after lessons for a little while and the two of you join up to walk back together by the time your meeting with the teacher is over with. He seriously wants to know what emboldened you enough to risk scaling such a height, however a part of him is also rather impressed that you went through such lengths to reach your goal even if they were rather...extreme. Just perhaps give him a warning next time you plan to parkour your way into the classroom so that he can choose a seat that’s out of your line of fire okay?

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Treat You Better | Nash Gold Jr. x Reader

Fandom: Kuroko no Basket

Rating: Teen

Word Count: 2.330

Genre: Angst | Romance | Semi Smut

Summary: Going out after heartbreak you find yourself in front of no other than the one you had your eyes on since your childhood.

Notes: I’m very much in love with original version of Despacito and watching the MV I couldn’t get the idea out of my head anymore. Also summer is here and I really wanna go out. Friday needs to come quickly asdfghjkl

Sitting on a swing in front of your house, you held your legs to your chest and chin on top of your knees. You bit your lower lip and let out a sigh when a memory played in your head. You hated when those moments occurred. You wanted to forget your ex, who not only treated you bad, but also cheated on you with a classmate from college, with whom you were on good terms.

You weren’t sure when it began, but one day he turned his back on you. It felt like he changed overnight. He called you names, sometimes even raised his hand on you. You knew that staying with him will bring you pain, but you loved him. On some moments he was yelling at you, on other he was comforting you, apologizing. You couldn’t leave him as he made you feel guilty whenever you brought up the topic. Your relationship was toxic and you couldn’t leave.

It wasn’t like you didn’t know. You knew it too well and that was why it hurt so much. You knew there will come a day when the harsh reality will fall down on you and you wished it wouldn’t be so soon. The days and nights you spent by his side were moments you could disregard easily. It made you wonder and angry when you saw it didn’t affect him. He went on with his life like he used to. You slowly began giving up until his name was nothing but a bittersweet memory.

But there were still days, moments when you couldn’t take the bottled up memories. Those were the days you spent all alone in your bedroom, lying in bed and deep under your covers. You wanted to scream, wanted to cry, wanted to mess your room, your apartment, but you never could bring yourself to put away a framed photo that stood on your table. You were smiling, your eyes looking straight at camera and your hair swept over your left shoulder. He stood beside, his lips in a smile that could make any woman melt and you wondered; you wondered if his new girlfriend saw that smile now or was she the same as you were.

Jealousy built inside you before you decided to forget him. What use he had now that he broke it off like that? You wanted a change and you will make one.

Wearing a black dress that emphasized your curves, black high heels, your hair messy yet beautifully done and with makeup on your face, you left house. You checked your phone, a small smirk spreading over your lips before you raised your hand and called for a cab. Telling the driver the destination, you comfortably leaned back and stared out of the window.

The club was full. The scent of smoke and alcohol hit you the moment the security let you in. You looked around the dance floor and around the table until you spotted black hair that stood out. Looking around once more, you spotted your friends from high school that waved at you once they saw you. Your lips turned up in a smile as you walked down the stairs, immediately catching his attention. You didn’t bother to look his way anymore as all you wanted was to have fun and forget.

“It’s been long, [Name].” Your childhood friend stood up. “How are you feeling?” Her eyes were filled with worry, knowing that not too long ago you were still broken and needed time to heal.

“I’m fine now.” You said instead. You weren’t completely, but it was beginning.

Your friend stared at you for a moment before sighing and pulling you in tight embrace. “If it’s too much, tell me and I’ll get you home.”

You nodded and pulled away. Your eyes immediately went to familiar faces and each former classmate greeted you with a smile or hug. You were glad you went out.

As the evening turned into night, you were a bit tipsy from drinking whiskey. You didn’t mind drinking a glass, two or more. You wanted to have fun and to forget the bad things that happened. Despite being looked over by your friend, she let you drink, sometimes even she gave you a glass of whiskey.

“Shit,” A classmate, with whom you rarely spoke, caught your attention when she nudged you. Raising your gaze from your high heels, feeling pain from being in them much longer than intended, you looked in the way she was staring.

A guy, a very well-known face, stood by the bar, laughing with his friends. His golden hair was the first thing that came to you, his tattoo that began on neck sent chills down your spine. Parting your lips, you wanted to speak, but no voice came out. It was rather dark inside, but you could see his blue eyes that seemed to feel your gaze on him and he looked your way. Air was taken from your lungs and you gulped, the lump much bigger than ever. You felt your knees growing weak and cheeks heating up as you looked away, tugging hair behind your ear. It was an unconscious tic you did whenever you felt embarrassed or shy.

“It is Nash, isn’t it?” She asked and looked at you, but laughed when she saw your flustered face. “And you still like him. That’s definitely amusing.” If you knew she talked twice as much when tipsy, you would have sat somewhere else.

“More like my crush on him never left…” You mumbled to yourself and chugged down the rest of whiskey from your glass. A sigh soon followed as you stood up. “I’m going on air.” Looking at your childhood friend she nodded and you walked away.

The dance floor was still filled to the last corner and you had to push your way through to get to the terrace. It was suffocating you, both seeing your ex and the smoke that dimmed the closed place. You needed air or you would end up home sooner than you wanted. You wanted to forget everything for a moment, even if it lasted mere hours.

Once you stepped through doors, wind breeze sent shivers down your spine. Despite the summer, the nights were still rather chilly and as much as you like the coldness, you preferred somewhere in-between instead.

Walking to the fence, you leaned over, the music from inside still loud and clear. You closed your eyes and moved your head to the sound of the beat, a small smile spreading over your lips. You missed going out with your friends. A chuckle was heard coming from you before you shook with head and straightened up. How ridiculous you felt for still thinking about your ex when you were supposed to have fun.

“[Name], is that really you?”

Your shoulders tensed when you heard a familiar voice calling your name. Slowly turning around, you expected your ex, but widened your eyes when you saw Nash approaching you. His eyes were wide as well before they closed, a wide smile spreading over his lips. Chuckling, you bit your lower lip and averted your gaze.

“Nash…” You called, his name rolling off your tongue so perfectly.

“How many years has it been?” Nash completely ignored the way your voice excited him as he now stood in front of you. “I almost didn’t recognize you.” He grinned and eyed you.

Your cheeks heated up at his eyes lingering on you, feeling self-conscious and embarrassed. “Five years if not more.” Tugging your hair behind your ear, you looked back at him. “It really has been long.” You agreed and tilted head to the side, smiling. Your knees grew weak the longer he stared at you.

“It’s surprising to see you here.” He continued and walked to your side, looking at you like a predator on his prey. You knew of his reputation. “So, what’s the occasion?” he asked, leaning on the fence. “Bachelorette?”

You laughed, shaking your head. You forgot how ridiculous he could be sometimes. “The day I’m invited on bachelorette is the day I’ll be the one to marry.” You said and looked at the sea that was right in behind the club. You could hear the waves splashing against the shore.

“The [Name] I know never went out without a reason.” Nash replied.

“Well if you must know,” You began and glanced at him only to quickly look away when you saw his eyes on you. “I was dumped two months ago, found out he’s here with his new girlfriend and wanted to pay him back.” You shrugged. “I was tired of always crying and thinking it was my fault for the breakup.”

“Sounds rough…”

“Tell me about it.” You chuckled. Narrowing your eyebrows you frowned, wondering why you just told him that. He was someone you knew years ago and he was only your crush. He never even considered you as a friend.

“Wanna talk?” His voice was rather quiet, but you could hear him clearly, despite the music in the background.

“There’s nothing to talk about.” You admitted.

Deep inside you wanted to. You wanted to tell him of the cruel things you went through, but then again how would Nash react? He was the same. You heard of his flings and broken hearts of women. You couldn’t trust him yet.

“Then a dance?” He asked instead.

You weren’t sure if he read you or he guessed, but you turned his way. “I don’t want to be one of your flings too, Nash.” He stared at you in silence. “You’re like him.”

“What makes you think so?”

“He approached me the same way you did.” Looking towards the doors that opened, you narrowed your eyebrows, worry and fear immediately seen on your face. Nash followed your gaze and frowned. Scooting closer to Nash, he took a step closer, like he tried to hide you from intense look your ex was giving.

“Hey [Name],” He began and smiled widely, completely ignoring Nash. “I was wondering what you’re up to these days.” He laughed and approached you, but Nash took another step forward. He continued to ignore him. “I want to talk with you, so can you please tell your bodyguard to move his ass away?”

You scowled. “He’s not my bodyguard and I don’t want to talk with you.” You took a step back when he reached out for your hand. Holding your hands against your chest, you shivered at the look he gave you. It was filled with anger and you knew it always ended badly.

You didn’t realize Nash was holding him by wrist until you saw his focus on him. “She told you she doesn’t want to talk with you. Back off, will you?” Nash growled in annoyance.

Your chest tightened and you reached out to hold on Nash’s blouse, gripping it tightly. He felt it and he showed the man back towards doors. His glare didn’t subside as your ex now began cursing and sputtering nonsense. Nash felt his annoyance rise rapidly before he spotted his friends coming out.

In a matter of seconds and before you could realize what happened, you were alone with Nash once more. You were shaking, but his hands cupped your face and his lips were on yours. The kiss was gentle, his lips soft and warm. The shaking subsided and your hands held on his hips, eyes closed as you gave in. He tilted his head and grew bolder, your noses brushing with the music in the background still heard. His perfume and scent of smoke filled your senses, the taste of alcohol on your tongues mixing together. Your chest rose and fell rapidly before he pulled away.

Slowly opening your eyes, you blinked and looked at him. He stared at you, his gaze warm and thumbs caressing your cheeks. It felt like time has stopped and you knew nothing good would come from this but just once. Just once you wanted to feel loved again.

Grabbing him for collar, you pulled him down and pressed your lips against his. You could feel his surprise and it only made you more eager to have him. You weren’t sure if it was because of alcohol, your heart still healing or for your feelings that still lingered for him. You pulled him closer, your chest pressing into his and he put hands on your waist, his grip tight. You wanted him.

Nash’s hands trailed down to your thighs and behind before he lifted you and seated you on the fence. His hands brushed against you before they stopped on your waist, pulling you closer to his body. You could feel his warmth spreading onto you and the kiss that now grew sloppier made you pull away when you felt short on air.

But he didn’t stop. He trailed his kisses on your neck, nibbling on your skin, making you whine. Your fingers tangled in his golden hair, nails scrapping against his scalp. You wanted more.

The fact that you were at the party and with people surrounding you made you excited and embarrassed at the same time. You wanted to go somewhere private, but you also wanted to show others that you were fine.

“Fuck…” You cursed and bit your lower lip when he caressed your inner thighs, getting closer with each brush.

“Be mine …” His breath tickled you, but you froze at his words. He leaned his forehead on your shoulder, stopping all ministrations and closed his eyes. Your hands slid down to your side. “I’ll be better than him and won’t let you down. Trust me…”

Closing your eyes, you bit your lip even harder, tasting the blood in your mouth. You took a deep breath. “Okay…” You breathed out.

Pulling away, his eyes were wide.

A smile spread over your lips and you nodded, now confirming it for yourself as well. “I’ll trust you.”