#I'm so curious about y'alls thoughts please don't leave me hanging

[lightasthesun]

so if bbc merlin had been filmed in the last few years what do we think might have been changed? Would Arthur and Merlin have kissed on screen? Would Morgana and Gwen have?

Is there anything any of you think would've changed depending on the years it had been made in?? 👀👀

[golden-moony]

king of my heart | pt. 4

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4

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yourusername life lately 💌

user1 swiftie, romcom lover and f1 fan... she's really one of us🩷

user2 and that's why she's the girlies' bestie

user3 QUEEN WE MISSED U SO MUCH

user4 as pretty as always 😍

user5 i'm probably reaching here but posting THAT movie feels like a statement's being made 👀

user6 right?? after all the drama she goes and posts that movie title and i just don't know how to feel user7 user6 thank god she just posted the title cause if she'd posted the "you can't lose something you never had" line, i would've lost my mind 😥 user8 or maybe yn just likes the movie??? user9 user8 THIS!! people act like there's a secret meaning to everything and i'm tired of that crap

user10 i'm a simple girl: i see yn and taylor swift in the same post, i like

user11 so what happened? were you starting to lose relevance and decided to come back?😂😂

user12 she needs to pay the bills somehow 😂 user13 girlie came back to keep playing the victim lol user14 y'all need to get a life asap.

user15 YOU DROP THIS QUEEN 👑

carmenmmundt gorgeous woman 😍

yourusername you are💗 user16 OMG MY FAV GIRLS INTERACTING user17 carmen please please please stay away from this problematic woman😕

user18 soooo are we gonna talk about lando liking the post or what

user19 girl i can't do this again user20 can't believe lando is back again with this bitch😒 user21 user20 wtf??? it's just a like omfg chill.

user22 yn please don't leave us again 🥺

📞 calling Pato

[yn; normal] [pato; cursive]

"Hi-"

"I'm not gonna lie, you are either very brave or very stupid for calling me right after the videos of your little date with Lando are going viral. Did you get tired of hiding your relationship?"

"...Guess I deserve that."

"[sights] What do you want, yn?"

"I swear I won't take up much of your time. I just want to talk... well, apologize, actually. I'd prefer to do it face to face rather than over the phone but I know that right now I'm probably the last person you wanna see. At least this way, if you don't wanna keep listening to me, you can just end the call."

"Well, I'm very tempted to end the call right now."

"Pato, I-"

"However, I'm also very curious about what you have to say."

"So...?"

"So I'll give you a chance to talk. But I promise you yn, if I hear any lame excuses, I will hang up and block you. Are we clear?"

"Hundred percent clear."

"Then talk."

"Well... first of all, I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry. I promise it was never my intention to hurt you, even if I ended up doing it anyway. I should've told you from the beginning the kind of relationship I had with Lando and I should've been honest with you, especially when my feelings towards you changed to something deeper. I kno-"

"Hold on. What?"

"What do you mean what?"

"What did you just say?"

"That I'm sorry I lied to yo-"

"No, no. The part about your feelings."

"Oh. Well... you heard me. And I don't know why you sound so surprised. I mean, what happened between me and Lando in Spain was a stupid and terrible decision I made, and I should've known better cause my feelings for you were getting stronger."

"Then why did you sleep with him?"

"I... [sights]. I've thought about it a lot in the last few weeks, you know? I was trying to put all the blame on Lando when in the end I was the one who took the initiative. We were just going to talk to end that situationship once and for all, and then I kissed him. And instead of stopping him when he was going for more, I just let it happen cause in my head it was a form of goodbye. Clearly I ended up feeling guilty but the damage was done. And when I could've made things right by telling you the truth about what happened, I didn't. I was embarrassed, but mostly scared of losing the best man I've ever known... but that ended up happening anyway, and I'm to blame for that."

"..."

"Pato?"

"Did you love him?"

"No. We started out as friends and one day I realized I was attracted to him, one night one thing led to another and we became friends with benefits ever since. He didn't want a relationship at that time and neither did I. But in the last few months that changed for me. I wanted a partner, a committed relationship. Lando wasn't that and I was tired of being just a "casual thing". So no. I liked him, but I never loved him."

"So what was that date night about?"

"Just us being adults and having a real and necessary conversation. I had things to apologize for and so did he. I think Lando and I finally found common ground and are ready to move forward... not with each other, just to be clear. Just friends and nothing else."

"For real this time?"

"For real this time. My priorities and my heart are elsewhere."

"Oh, really? Where?"

"I could tell you or I could show you. To be honest, and if you let me, I'd rather show you. You know, actions speak louder than words."

"Yeah, I've heard that. You have any idea?"

"It depends. What are you doing on Friday?"

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pacers We had some motorsport representation in the house tonight!

user1 ynpato being hard launched (again?) by the pacers was not on my bingo card but i appreciate it🫶

user2 this is so random and i love it!! user3 the pacers earned my respect after this 🫡 user4 pacers stonks after this hard launch📈📈📈

user5 YNPATO BASKETBALL DATE? WE WON FR

user6 this is like straight out of a movie 😻 user7 THEY'RE SO ROMCOM CODED

user8 NOOO PATO NOT HER AGAIN 😫😫

user9 right? my week has been ruined. user10 keep cryin' haters 😘

indycar Hi yn and pato!! 👋

user11 basket date a few days after her post? she's an icon AND the mastermind fr 💅

user12 context?? user13 user12 her last ig post included a pic of "how to lose a guy in 10 days" and some people were speculating it could mean something, now yn goes with pato to a basketball game just like in the movie 😂 user14 SHE MANIFESTED IT AS THE QUEEN SHE IS🙌

user15 real question is: yourusername did Pato get you a soda?

patriciooward of course i did! 🙄 yourusername not only that but he also got his head in the game😏🏀 user16 I'M LIVING FOR THIS REFERENCES

user17 they make such a beautiful couple omg🥹

user18 are y'all forgetting she was in a date with lando just a few days ago????

user19 she belongs to the streets fr user20 the day y'all understand yn can be friends with lando or anyone is when you'll finally grow up.

user21 not related but she always slays with her outfits🔥

user22 fashion icon for real 🤩 user23 i want her wardrobe so bad😩

user24 YNPATO CONFIRMED 🚀🚀🚀

user25 i just wanna know if pato can fight 🤺

user26 i wanna be her so badly 😩

user27 same girl, same

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yourusername And all at once, you are the one I have been waiting for. King of my heart, body and soul 🧡

user1 MOM AND DAD ARE THRIVING 😍

user2 and we love to see it! user3 this is their world and we're just living in it

user4 yn is stronger than me cause if Pato looked at me like in the second pic... 😳😳

user5 IKR??? I'M DEAD user6 i was not ready for that, i'm currently on the floor user7 i meaaaan she's dating him, she already won in life

user8 THE CAPTION???? omg they're so cute🥹

user9 YNPATO AND TAYLOR GANG WE WON

user10 relationship goals for real ❤️‍🔥

user11 tired of being a spectator, I WANT WHAT THEY HAVE😭

landonorris if you three weren't that cute i'd try to steal Norbi from you

patriciooward back off, Norris 🤺 landonorris watch out, O'Ward 🤺 yourusername oh hell no mclaren arrowmclaren may i have permission to ground these kids? mclaren you may proceed 😉 patriciooward WHAT landonorris THE BETRAYAL user12 i used to pray for interactions like these 😭😭 user13 user12 we've come so far 😭 user14 WAAAAR IS OOOOVER

user15 yn's living her best life and i'm so happy for her 🤧

elbaoward I don't appreciate being left out of the photo, but I love you lovebirds anyway 💘

yourusername imma post a dump of just beautiful pics of you😘 love u elbaoward i'll be waiting then ☺️ patriciooward i also want a photo dump🥺 yourusername no 😚 user16 i want to belong to this family so bad, do you need a nanny for Norbi or anything?

user17 atp I'm just waiting for the engagement announcement

user18 same but i don't think i'll survive it user19 CAN U IMAGINE? OMG

user20 tag yourself i'm Norbi in the last pic

patriciooward te amo, preciosa ❤️

yourusername love u more, handsome 🥰 user21 AND I LOVE YOU BOTH

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author's note: AND THAT'S A WRAP! Thank you so much for giving this story a chance💖 To my Lando girlies, don't be mad! He was a jerk in this story but I'll post another one where he gets the love he actually deserves. And to my Pato girlies, stay tuned! I plan to post more stories with him cause it's what our lovely man deserves. And if you want me to write about some other driver, feel free to send me a request! I'll see what I can do🧡 See y'all soon!

[gabbytbll]

Maeve x Female Reader

✄𝑴𝑨𝑬𝑽𝑬 𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑺✯ 18+

NSFW MDNI!!!

Authors note: I hope you love this Anon! you said to pick and i picked my queen Maeve eheh but anyways! there will be mistakes and i did just start this show and I love it a lot so far so please bare with me she will be OOC! also this is Maeve in season 1 or 2!

Masterlist

she was never with Elena!

Warnings!: angst, crying, hurt reader, homophobia, lesbian sex, rough sex, strap on, blindfolds, making out, fingering, praise, manhandling, jealousy, sex toys, filming, worship, spanking, DOM Maeve!!, voyeurism, Human reader, Maeve is trying!, HOMELANDER!!! (yes, he is a warning)

SFW!

♤ She loves you a lot, so she is very scared for you to get hurt from her or anyone else.

♤ Before the both of you got into a relationship you both meet by you working at Vought on one of the lower floors and you bumped into her.

♤ She didn't like you for a while until you kept seeing each other on accident (it wasn't she was curious of you because she thought you looked cute for a human).

♤ As the both of you started to get to know each other you both started to hang out more at the Vought tower secretly.

♤ You were the first to confess to her thinking she didn't like you (she does, she just don't know what to do cause what if her reputation falls apart or home lander finds out).

♤ After you confessed to her she kind of distanced herself away from you because she thinks Homelander might find out and hurt you (but she hurt you more).

♤ When you got together you both promised you and her tell each other everything no secrets.

♤ She doesn't give affection to you in public because it hasn't been approved by Vought (she hasn't told them about you yet).

♤ She loves to cuddle you on the couch watching movies together after a hard day at work.

♤ She loves to wear matching shirts or matching with you in general whenever she goes undercover.

♤ While you're at work she loves to leave food at your desk secretly or she makes someone else give it to you using an excuse saying your family said give it to her while she was passing by.

♤ She has pictures taken of you up on her walls in her bedroom so that when she wakes up, she sees your beautiful face in the morning.

♤ When you and her finally went public the world loved it, it made you feel more free in your relationship.

♤ She loves PDA I'm talking making out in front of everyone just so they know you belong to her.

♤ She loves when you wear her hero suit, she thinks it looks hot on you (she just loves you wearing it her clothes in general).

♤ Homelander hates you for some reason (he doesn't like the both of you together because your both girls) he always tries to bribe you into breaking up with her or blackmail you (it never works).

♤ Maeve thinks you're the one for her, you make her so happy, and she feels free for once it's like she doesn't have to think about anything with you.

♤ She loves to go on sunset dates with a picnic, she has so many pictures of you in the sunset she says it's some of her favorite pictures she ever took.

𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒

•She loves to give you flowers

•She would get a tattoo of your name on her left thigh or arm

•She will marry you one day like she promised

•She loves to listen to music that reminds you of her

•You will always be her number 1 hero to her

both of y'all's song would be always forever I think

NSFW MDNI!!!

sexual content warning is advised

♧ I feel like she would be a hard Dom cause let's be honest here she is strong as hell and she would love to manhandle you.

♧ She loves how you sound in bed she is so obsessed with you.

♧ She has recording of you so she can always listen to it later (god forbid someone hacks her phone the only thing they are going to see is you and her together and your sex tapes).

♧ She hates when people flirt with you so she walks up to you and say something like I loved your moans last night, your pussy was tighter last night, etc. (she thinks you're too good for them plus she like the face that person makes when she says something dirty to you).

♧ She has a ton of sex toys she has a special secret room for sexual activities just for the both of you (it's scary).

♧ She has water, snacks, etc over to the side just in case you or her need anything.

♧ She is definitely a giver, sometimes she one gets you off just because she feels like you need it more than her.

♧ She loves to worship your body slowly as she fingers you with three fingers.

♧ She loves to make you masturbate Infront of you while she films you or just to watch you with a small smirk on her face because she knows it humiliates you.

♧ Oh she loves to blindfold you whenever she's in a good mood she likes to think it makes you feel more pleasure because you don't know what she's going to do to you next.

♧ She hates when you playfully flirt back with a guy you don't know, so when you get home, she makes you go to the playroom and strip and lay down over her knees so she can spank you as punishment.

♧ She loves to fuck you with her big pink dildo strap fast or slow it don't matter she just loves watching you squirm in pleasure.

♧ She loves to scissor you the most rather than fucking you with the strap on because she can feel you better against her (plus she gets more pleasure from it)

♧ She loves to manhandle you whenever she can in the bedroom, she thinks it's hot plus she can put u into any position she wants quicky.

𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒

•She has a small scar under her ribs

•She loves to give you hickeys

•Sometimes she plays sexy music in the bed

•One time you fuck in Vought's bathroom

•She has a mole on her right thigh

I hope this is good I kind of rushed this! but I want to say thank you to Anon for requesting this i had so much fun doing this!! make sure you like and comment i greatly appreciate it!!♡♡

Also I posted this early whoops☺

©️ gabbytbll. do not copy, repost, or translate across other sites. do not copy my sentence structures, plot or characterization.

[fear-of-flyers]

you can let it go (luke hughes)

Luke Hughes x gn!reader

Word Count: 4059 (including lyrics)

Warnings: troubled family dynamics, flight anxiety, general angst (please let me know if i missed anything)

Author's Note: I'm sorry this took so long for me to post, life has been busy. But, I'm super proud of where this ended up and hope y'all enjoy! Also so much thanks to @cobrakaisb for proofreading and letting me bug her about this for a month.

You were riding your bike to the sound of "It's No Big Deal" / And you're trying to lift off the ground on those old two wheels / Nothing 'bout the way that you were treated ever seemed especially alarming 'til now / So you tie up your hair and you smile like it's no big deal / 

"Y/n, are you going home for christmas?" Thomas asked. There it was, the question you had been dreading since the talk of the holidays began. "No, I'm gonna stay over break and work. Why?" Bords shrugged, "Just curious, you haven't said anything before and we've talked about it a lot." You shrugged back, choosing not to address it further. The conversation naturally transitioned but you didn't fully insert yourself again. The truth was you didn't want to go back home. Your parents were narcissists who had raised you and your siblings with the highest of standards and very little affection. You had always thought it was normal, not knowing any other way of life but when you started high school you realized that your home life wasn't "normal". As you grew up you distanced yourself from your parents as much as possible, learning to find things you actually liked, not just things you liked because your parents wanted you to like them. That's how you found yourself at Umich. Despite the school being higher level, it wasn't an ivy and therefore wasn't good enough for your parents, who went to Yale and Brown respectively. But you couldn't imagine life anywhere else. Minoring in photography you found yourself working a lot with the hockey team. Eventually Nick and Luke introduced themselves and now, almost 4 months later, you hung out with the team all the time.

You can let it go / You can throw a party full of everyone you know / And not invite your family 'cause they never showed you love / You don't have to be sorry for leaving and growing up, mmh /

Surrounding yourself with people you loved at college made you realize how much you were missing out on in your home. To know the unconditional love you felt from your friends changed you forever. You were truly happy, which is why, now that everyone was going home you found yourself feeling isolated again. It was a couple of days after that conversation, and a week before break, when you were hanging out with the boys again. This time you were in a private study room in the library, everyone finishing up the last of your work before leaving. You had control of the aux, playing some soft music, and were talking a little with everyone, keeping the mood up even on your third hour of studying. Then, as it always did, the conversation shifted to everyone’s plans for break. Brendan was especially excited about seeing Jordan after so long, and was looking forward to Bords flying down with his family a couple of days after christmas. When it was clear that the conversation was going to stay in that realm for a while you excused yourself, grabbing your water bottle to fill up and quietly leaving the room. You walked to the water fountain in the hallway and slumped against the wall, sighing heavily. You felt bad. You didn’t want to bring the mood down because of your issues and felt like it was your fault when the conversation switched away from holiday plans. You were outside for not very long, but lost in your thoughts, when someone cleared their throat next to you. “Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry.” You said, rushing to fill up your water bottle, “I was lost in thought, I just have to fill this up really quick.” You rambled on, embarrassed. “Y/n, stop it, you’re fine.” A familiar voice said. “I just wanted to make sure you were okay. We were talking about going home again and I know that can be tough for you.” You turned around and found yourself face to face with Luke, “I'm fine, just stressed. Thank you Luke.” You said, and he nodded, putting his water bottle under the fountain, but you could tell he didn’t fully believe you.

Of the boys on the team you were closest with Luke and Nick, hanging out with them after they introduced themselves and growing closer over the course of the season. Because of this, Luke was able to read you very well, and despite the limited knowledge he had of your family he could tell it was a deeper issue than you were letting on. Therefore, the first thing he did when you mentioned that you were staying on campus over break was call his mom. On the call Ellen could tell almost immediately that something was wrong with her youngest son. He only called so often and had already talked to her earlier in the week to solidify flight plans. With the smallest push, Luke let her know what he had called for and, not even 15 minutes later, a ticket was bought; plans were made for you to spend the holidays with the Hugheses. That brought you to the present, the boys studying, Luke nervous and you blindsided.

Matilda, you talk of the pain like it's all alright / But I know that you feel like a piece of you's dead insidе / You showed me a power that is strong enough to bring sun to the darkest days / It's none of my business, but it's just been on my mind / 

“Luke, where is this coming from? I’m fine with my plans for break.” You said, face twisted in emotions you couldn’t begin to place. “It’s not that I didn’t think you were fine but I was talking to my mom and friends’ plans came up. She wanted to offer so you didn’t have to stay here.” At that you scoffed, you didn’t want Luke or Ellen to think that you needed help or a place to stay. “Do you even want me there? I mean, your mom offered. Do you not?” You asked, voice full of accusation and eyes full of rage. Realistically, you knew that Luke was trying to be nice and there was no malice in his actions. But you hadn’t ever had someone do something that big or nice for you and you truly couldn’t figure out how to react. Luke’s face dropped, “No, I- I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you. The offer is still there if you want it.” He said before grabbing his water bottle and turning away, walking back to the study room.

Watching him walk away you knew you messed up, you had overreacted and definitely upset Luke. As he disappeared around the corner you finally filled your water bottle up and tried to figure out how to fix your mistake. But, when you walked back into the study room the first thing you noticed was that Luke wasn’t there anymore. The music was still playing but it was no longer yours, probably Nick's because he knew your phone login, and the mood was a bit more somber. You quietly made your way to where you were sitting before and got back to your homework. The issue was you couldn’t focus. You knew Luke left because of you, and felt like the biggest asshole. You finished the last problem in the set you were working on and started packing your stuff. “Y/n you good?” Briss asked, turning to you, eyes full of worry. You nodded softly, “Yeah, just tired. Plus, I wanna get back before my roommate does and clean a little.” Briss nodded, accepting your answer but clearly not fully believing you. You disconnected your phone from the speaker (but left the speaker for the boys to use) and softly waved as you left.

When you got back to your dorm you did clean, turning on music to lift your spirits and help you stop thinking about everything happening in your life at the moment. But, about halfway through your normal cleaning routine your mom called. You let it ring through, wanting anything but to talk with her at that moment. Luckily she only called once, leaving a probably long voicemail, and it allowed you to finish your cleaning and homework. But once you finished you were faced with the reality of the situation you were in, the situation you put yourself in. The first thing you did was text Luke to apologize. You let him know that you were really grateful for his offer and that, all willing, you would love to go to Florida with him for break. You also asked him if the two of you could meet up for lunch the next day so you could fully explain everything. The next thing you did was call your mother back, letting her know that you wouldn’t be home for christmas, before texting your siblings and apologizing for your future absence and promising to still send presents.

You can let it go / You can throw a party full of everyone you know / And not invite your family 'cause they never showed you love / You don't have to be sorry for leaving and growing up, mmh /

You went to bed early that night, wanting to get a good rest before meeting with Luke, anticipating a difficult conversation. The next morning you woke up and got ready for your 10 a.m. history lecture. You got out of the shower to a text from Luke accepting your apology and confirming lunch, offering the name of your favorite diner. You responded saying it was perfect and that you would see him at 12, enough time for you to walk from class but early enough where Luke wouldn’t miss his late afternoon practice. Class was uneventful but that didn’t matter because you spent the whole 90 minute lecture thrumming with anxiety for your lunch with Luke. You had no clue how he felt given how you had left off the last time you saw each other, just that you clearly upset him. You didn’t know if he was going to forgive you or even if the offer that had started the whole situation was even still on the table. You got to the diner with 3 minutes to spare and opened the door to Luke already sitting at your usual table. You smiled awkwardly as you made your way over, sliding into the booth across from him. “Hi,” you said, meeting luke’s eyes. “Hi Y/n” he said, smiling gently, “I’m sorry for what I did,” he added, shocking you. You shook your head immediately, “No, Luke, don’t be sorry, I'm the one who should be apologizing.” You said, rushing to explain before he could say anything. “I was mean to you Luke. I know that you were trying to be nice, I knew that when you offered and I brushed you off and acted like you were crazy for it. in truth, it’s just hard for me to think about going anywhere else, no matter how much I want to.” 

That admission had a rush of emotions crossing luke’s face. “You want to come home with me?” He asked, eyes shining with excitement. You nodded, “And if the offer is still open then that’s the plan.” You added, wanting to make sure you weren’t inviting yourself. “Of course it is Y/n, I wouldn’t dream of taking it back.” Luke responded. but his smile fell when he remembered what he wanted to ask next. “Okay. You don’t have to tell me but, why aren’t you going home?” He asked, rushing to add “Please don’t tell me if you don’t want to, you don’t have to” When he saw your face falling at the thought. You laughed a little, Luke's panic lifting your mood a bit. “Luke calm down,” You said, “I’m gonna tell you because I want to. Plus, I think it’ll be good to get it off my chest.”

Taking a deep breath you started explaining everything. “My parent’s kinda suck. They’re narcissistic and only really care about how we make them look, not how we feel. My siblings and I had to be perfect growing up; all As, first in sports and extracurriculars, if there was an award for something we were expected to win it. And because it was all I knew, I didn’t think anything of it. that changed going into high school. I realized that it wasn’t normal for parents to control every aspect of their child’s life so I started distancing myself from them, which they hated. When I was applying to colleges they made me apply to all the Ivies, arguing which of their alma maters I would go to. They hated it when I chose Umich instead of Yale and made me think I was gonna hate it here. But I don’t, and being around you and the team and my other friends has made me realize how much I've been missing out on. Y’all make me feel so loved.”

“You are so loved, Y/n.” Luke said, reaching across the table for your hand, “And, if I didn’t make it clear before, I do want you there for the holidays. It would make me so happy to be able to spend time with you, even happier if it would make you happy.” When he finished you look up from your hands, the hands Luke hadn’t let go of, and make eye contact with the boy sitting across from you. You were crying a little, you knew, but couldn’t help it. “Hey, are you okay?” Luke asked, eyes shining with worry, scared he upset you more. You nodded, wiping your eyes. “Yeah,” you answered “I just really appreciate you Luke. Thank you so much, for everything.” At that the worry left Luke's face, “Of course Y/n, I would do it all over if you asked.” 

You can see the world, following the seasons / Anywhere you go, you don't need a reason / 'Cause they never showed you love / You don't have to be sorry for doing it on your own / 

You found yourself, five days later, in line at the airport Starbucks to grab drinks while Luke grabbed the two of you snacks for the flight. The days leading up to the flight you spent panicking about not having gifts for anyone that you would be seeing, especially Ellen; so you spent the time in between working and classes packing and online shopping. You had planned to pick flowers up at the Orlando airport to give to Ellen when she picked you up but you wanted to have at least something small to give everyone else. Luke indulged you, helping you find things he thought his brothers and dad would like and you thanked him endlessly for putting up with you. What you didn’t know was that whenever Luke answered “Of course” he meant it with his whole being, he would do anything you asked. The boy you found yourself spending so much more time with had been harboring a crush on you since he made Nick go with him to introduce himself. 

You finally boarded at around 3:30 and were scheduled to land at 6:10. Settled nervously into your aisle seat, you got out your water bottle and book. “Ya ready?” You asked, but turning to Luke you saw that he looked particularly nervous. “Hey, are you okay?” You asked, grabbing his hand. He nodded shakily but you didn’t fully believe him. “Luke, you don’t have to be okay,” you said, “Are you nervous about bringing me home?” you asked. That garnered a more confident response as Luke shook his head. “No, of course not. They’re all going to love you too.” He said before rushing to continue, to cover just what his words revealed, “I just kinda hate flying. I know I do it often but the fear just won’t go away. Promise you won’t make fun of me?” You shifted so that you could look at him comfortably, “Luke of course I won’t make fun of you.” You said “You can hold my hand as long as you need, okay?” He nodded at that and pulled your hand into his lap. The two of you made quiet conversation as the plane took off. Then you let go of Luke's hand long enough to plug your headphones into the screen, give one side to Luke and choose a movie.

That was the last thing you remembered because 2 and a half hours later you were waking up to Luke softly rubbing your shoulder that wasn’t slumped against him. You shuffled lightly, slowly opened your eyes and looked up at luke. “Yeah?” You asked, not fully understanding what was going on. “We landed sleeping beauty.” Luke said, a smile painting his face, “People are already getting off and I just texted my mom.” You nodded, lifting your head off of his shoulder and started to put everything into your bag. When there was a gap in people, you and Luke stood up and grabbed your luggage before deboarding the plane. Then when you made it to the terminals you made your way out of the way before stopping to figure out where you were going. After reading the signs you turned back to Luke who had a guilty look on his face. 

“What?” you asked. “So my mom just texted that she got caught up in prep stuff.” Luke started, “So my brother Jack has to pick us up.” You nodded, expecting more. But when he didn’t continue you asked “Is that it?” He nodded. “Oh,” you said, “that’s fine. I was expecting something much worse.” Luke sighed in relief “Cool, that’s great. Well, he’s almost here so we should probably start moving again.” You nod and grab the handle of your suitcase, following the signs to the gate that Jack was waiting at. As you walked you asked “Why were you apologizing because your brother is picking us up? Is he really mean or something?” At that Luke looked surprised, the real answer was that he had talked about you a lot, especially leading up to this trip, and he was certain that his brothers would tease him for it. But, he couldn’t say that without exposing how he really felt so he settled for an adjacent truth, “No, not mean. Just a lot.” he said, “I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable and I know that Quinn would’ve been more lowkey.” You nodded, but you could tell there was more that he wasn’t letting on and hoped it wasn’t bad. “Well,” you said, “I appreciate you being concerned. I know it’s gonna be fine though.”

You're just in time, make your tea and your toast / You framed all your posters and dyed your clothes, ooh / You don't have to go / You don't have to go home / 

You had been with Luke and his family for a week now, both Christmas and Hanukkah have come and gone, and you were in complete bliss. Being surrounded by, and included in, a healthy family dynamic was refreshing to you and you were eternally grateful that Jim and Ellen welcomed you into their home. Throughout the week you had gotten closer with both Jack and Quinn, but had bonded even more with Luke and were absolutely harboring a crush on the boy. You had barely spent a second alone throughout your stay, wherever you were Luke was close behind, but you couldn’t complain. Luke’s company has always made you feel safe but this was true now more than ever, and despite not talking to anyone about it, Luke’s family could tell that you liked each other and were waiting until you could figure it out yourselves. Little did you know, Luke had been planning to ask you out for most of the trip and, with Quinn’s help, had the perfect way to do it.

It was a Saturday, three days before you left, and Luke asked you to go to breakfast with him. Of course you said yes, but he was nervous leading up to it which in turn made you nervous. His nerves made for a very awkward car ride filled with a thick tension and deafening silence. Finally, you couldn’t stand it anymore. “What’s happening Luke?” You asked, eyes full of concern and voice laced with anger. You were angry, you had been having what you thought was a great week only for the most awkward car ride of your life. You just wanted answers. “Do you regret this or something?” At your question Luke realized his mistake, he hadn’t considered that the lead up to his question could look bad. Aggressively shaking his head Luke pulled over onto the side of the road. “Luke what is this?” You asked again, your anger replaced with nerves. 

Oh, there’s a long way to go /

I don’t believe that time will change your mind / 

In other words / 

I know they won’t hurt you anymore as long as you can let them go 

“Okay,” Luke started, “I’m going to say something but you have to let me finish before you respond or react.” You nodded confirmation, hoping it wasn’t something that was going to break your heart. “To start, I’ve had a lot of fun this week and am super happy that you came home with me. The week has only made me realize how much I love having you in my life and how much I really like you. Like, as more than friends.” Luke rushed out, pausing to breathe. “Now, this isn’t how I wanted to do this but clearly I didn’t think through execution far enough to do it right. Will you go out with me? No wait, that sounds too casual. Will you, Y/n Y/l/n, be my partner?” Finally Luke finished what he was saying and looked into your eyes for a response. Unfortunately, the first thing you did was laugh which scared him to death. But you quickly realized your error and rushed to correct it “Oh my gosh, I’m sorry I just thought something was wrong because of how nervous you were.” You said, “Of course I want to go out with you Luke. I’ve liked you for so long.” With those words the energy in the car lightened immediately, and Luke couldn’t help but pull you into a kiss. You pulled away from him, your hands on his face, smiling wide. “It might be too soon but I have to say something” You say, “I love you.” At that, Luke’s grin widens even more than he thought possible, “I love you too.” He responds, thanking his lucky stars that everything worked out.

After your moment you continued on to breakfast, which you agreed counted as a date, and then back home where Quinn was waiting to hear how breakfast went. You and Luke walked into the house holding hands and all Luke had to do was nod in confirmation before Quinn whooped with joy. At his burst of excitement you blushed and the rest of the family came rushing into the room from around the house, not sure whether they had to be nervous or not. “What, what?” Ellen asked, eyes checking over her oldest and you and Luke for injuries or emotion. Eventually though, her eyes settled on your intertwined hands and a smile broke out onto her face. “Congratulations,” she said, smiling sweetly with eyes full of love, “I take it breakfast went well, Luke.” At his mom’s comment, Luke nodded before turning to you and placing a brief kiss on your lips to clue in Jack and Jim. With everyone on the same page Ellen came over to hug you and her youngest, whispering in your ear, “Having you with us has been a joy, you are welcome back any time.” You thanked her quietly, knowing you had finally made it home.

You can let it go / You can throw a party full of everyone you know / And not invite your family 'cause they never showed you love / You don't have to be sorry for doing it on your own

[gud-soup]

Bun in the oven

Fluff! Nanami Kento x reader

a/n: Here's the little present I'm giving y'all because we all should go to therapy, but can't afford it. And it was HIGHLY OBVIOUS that we needed it from the convo on my previous post. I've missed this man SO. DAMN. MUCH. I just wanna shove my face on his big tiddies uggghh.... quite sad that I haven't wrote anything yet about him (actually I've noted SO MANY stories in my drafts about him, yet here I am, not giving af)

intro: A clueless bread lover, who just needs some rest

➳Masterlist

"Kentooo come here please!" You screamed from the kitchen "What is it honey?"

"Look!"

"Christ, you scared me, why did you do that?" Nanami asked sighing, he rushed, worried that something bad happened, when it was one of your silly stuff again

"What?"

"Why is there bread still wrapped in plastic in the oven?"

"Who are you?" You asked stepping back

"What? Y/n? Are you alright?" Nanami replied worried again

"You're not him, what did you do to my husband? He'd never simply say that it's bread, he would specify the type, smell, taste, and tell curious anecdotes and what combination with other food and drink would make an excellent meal. So... where is he? What did you do to him?" You asked dramatically, lightly smaking his arms at your last words

"Y/n, Y/n, relax, it's me, why did you put a bun in the oven?"

"What?"

"Why did you put a bun in the oven?"

"I don't know, you tell me! If there's anyone who needs to give an explanation here, it must be you" you giggled, hoping he’ll get the hint

"What? Y/n what's wrong with you today? I wasn't the one who put it in the oven, so it must be you! We're the only ones who live in this apartment!"

"Put what in the oven?" You dumbly asked, believing that at this point he’ll get it

"A bun! Y/n! You were the one who called me here because there's a bun in the oven, and I'm not understanding this ridiculous situation, what did you call me for?" Nanami replied exhausted

"Clearly, for what's in the oven" you said with a “duh” look

"Wha- Y/N! You're seriously making me impatient here! I see what's in the oven, but I'm not understanding what do you want me to do about it!" Your husband was slowly getting impatient, he didn’t want to start a fight with you. Work was already enough and he wasn’t willing to pull out all of his stress against you, at least not this way

"Kento, darling, look at me, take a deep breath, calm down, now, could you please repeat slowly what's in the oven?" You calmly said hugging him and looking at him with adoring eyes. This was it. He’ll finally understand

"Y/n, sweet angel, love of my life, listen, I'm sorry if I've lost my temper for such a FUCKING ABSURD SITUATION, but, I don't want to fight against some silly bread, so I'd go back to my reading, if you don't mind" Nanami quickly kissed your forehead sighing again, leaving the room while ruffling his hair, thinking at how ridiculous domestic life was with you sometimes.

"But Kento-" you mumbled trying to call him again

"No, Y/n, please, it's enough, I'll go and make some tea, and maybe use a few of those buns for some sweet snack" Kento stopped you before you could say more, eyes tired as never before

"But the bun, the oven..." you whispered pointing at the food

"Darling, please, I'm tired, and you should take some rest, also, please stop hanging out with Gojo so often, it's having terrible side effects on you" he said quickly hugging you while holding the tea

"Oh, a-alright, I guess, thought, it could be a good idea..." you tried to explain

"I'll be in the living room if you need me" he said kissing you again leaving the room with the mug you gifted him and a softer look on his face

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*2 HOURS LATER*

"OH MY FUCKING GOD Y/N! A FUCKING BUN IN THE OVEN?! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO TELL ME LIKE THAT THAT YOU'RE PREGNANT, WHAT THE FUCK?!”

Note to reader: he's aggressive reaction immediately changed as soon as he found you munching a couple of buns with a confused puppy look as he kissed you pationately, only similar to the one of your wedding, swinging you around and lifting you up, not ready to let you go. He wanted to hold his entire world forever and stop the time just to taste this sweet moment you were sharing, and maybe, just maybe, he also didn’t want you to see him crying, again.

That’s all! This was a little something, veeeerrryyy short. Now that I think about it, I want to write so much more about him as I’m still not over him!

Let me know if it was alright!

See ya ✌🏽

Byeeeee

-P

[kingdaddydaichi]

Scent ⁘ Kakashi Hatake x f!reader ⁘ NSFW

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Got another one for y'all for my husband's birthday...💙👑💍

MINORS 👏🏼 DO 👏🏼 NOT 👏🏼 INTERACT 👏🏼

A/N: Kakashi's sensitive sense of smell and your arousal. This is some raw, primal, feral, filthy Kakashi. If you're looking for soft, sweet, sensitive Kakashi, keep scrolling please, negl.

Warnings: scent kink, drunk sex, lots of sexual bodily fluids (m & f), face fucking, slight dubcon, squirting, facial

Word Count: 1.8k

Asuma and Kurenai are hosting one of their infamous dinner parties at their home. These things always end up the same way. Lots of friends come over, eat, then proceed to drink bottle after bottle of sake while playing drinking games until the music starts blasting and everyone loses several brain cells and have a great time making complete fools of themselves. They truly are the absolute best parties.

Kakashi doesn't frequent these parties, but you do seeing as how Kurenai is your sister from another mister. She knows about your long-time crush on Kakashi and winks at you when she sees the two of you hanging out together, talking, laughing.

His fingers brush across your arms or back every chance they can. You know exactly what you're doing when you lean forward with your arm crossed under your bosom. And Kakashi knows exactly what you're doing too. Sure enough, you're getting turned on just by talking to him and exchanging flirty looks, words, and touches.

You excuse yourself to go to the restroom, adding a little extra sway to your hips knowing he's watching you walk away. It's not the first time he has smelled the scent of your arousal, but his inhibitions have been doused in alcohol and he decides to make his move.

When you open the door to leave the bathroom, Kakashi just so happens to be waiting on the other side. You smile and twirl your hair, feeling yourself getting wetter. Your inhibitions are down as well, the alcohol giving you the courage to taunt him a little.

"Wow Kakashi, if I didn't know better I'd think that you followed me back here". He closes his eyes and takes a couple of deep breaths through his nose. "Kakashi, are you okay?"

He opens his eyes, his pupils blown wide, and stalks closer to you. You step backwards into the bathroom and he closes the door behind you.

"I can smell you".

"Oh?" You remember his ultra-sensitive sense of smell and begin to panic a little. Oh god, do I smell bad?

He takes another intentional whiff of you, your scent now more concentrated due to proximity and close quarters, never mind the fact that you're steadily getting more and more turned on by him.

"Mm...you smell..." He takes another deep breath. "...amazing".

"Really? I'm not wearing perfume or anything-"

"It's not that. Better than that. It's your scent".

"W-what do you mean?"

You watch as his lusty gaze dips from your eyes to your center. "I can smell your arousal".

Your mouth opens and you take a step back. "Y-you can?"

The edge of the double vanity is now directly behind you, so when he pushes himself against you, there's nowhere else to go. You're surprised to feel him so hard already, looking down to see the material of his pants being pushed out by his erection. Hell, you can even see the outline of the head of his cock, his bigger than average size making itself apparent.

"What are you gonna do, Kakashi?"

He smooths his hands along your thighs and hips, pushing your short skirt up before picking you up and setting you on the edge of the counter. The cool granite contrasts with your bare heat since you're not wearing any panties. The excitement, the fear, and the need for him all mix together in an exhilarating juxtaposition of desire. You hadn't been expecting this at all, but you don't want him to stop. Now that it's happening you're too curious to see what he's going to do next. How far will he go?

He brushes his thumb across your bottom lip, and you open your mouth to suck it in. You close your eyes and swirl your tongue around his digit before he pulls it out slowly and places it against your weeping slit, dragging it back and forth over your clit, pulling a moan from your parted lips. He looks you dead in the eye, pulls his mask down, and it's his turn to bring his thumb to his lips, swirling his tongue around it before sucking on it. "Mm fuck, you taste good too".

God, he's beautiful. Your gaze dips from his slate grey and red eyes down to his pretty lips, which are punctuated by a soft beauty mark just below the left corner of his mouth. You wouldn't have thought it possible, but now you want him more than ever. You squirm against the counter, smearing your slick on it as you seek relief from the hard surface pressing against your opening. At the same time, Kakashi's been grinding his cock against the cabinet below, seeking some relief of his own.

He pulls his shirt over his head before reaching down to unbuckle his belt. He unbuttons and unzips his pants before pushing the waistband of his boxer briefs down enough for his large cock to spring free, slapping the skin just below his navel, leaving a string of precum in its wake along his silver happy trail.

He breathes in deeply again, the combination of your scent and flavor making him crazy. He pulls you to the edge of the counter until you think you might fall off, but he catches you. He pushes his thick cock against your wet little cunt, pushing himself inside of you inch by delectable inch until he is fully sheathed within you.

He holds himself there as a long, throaty moan escapes your open lips, your walls already clenching down around him. You arch your back, jutting your tits out as Kakashi pulls the tiny straps of your camisole off your shoulders. He pushes the fabric down until it's bunched up around your waist along with your skirt, your tits now free to be licked and sucked on by his hot mouth with his cock still buried deep inside of you. You push your fingers into his thick hair to pull him closer and throw your head back when he flicks his tongue over one of your hard, wet nipples.

"Hold on to me", he says in his low silky voice. You obey, clutching his shoulders as he hooks his arms behind your knees. He pulls you off the counter and begins gliding his slick cock in and out of you, using the momentum of his hips and the bounce of your ass to boost the impact of his thrusts.

"Oh god, Kakashi...your dick..."

"Yeah, what about it?", he asks before licking your exposed throat.

"Nnnhhh feels so good, gonna make me cum already. So soon!"

He can indeed feel your walls closing in tighter around him as he pumps his hips even faster, digging his fingertips deep enough into your butt cheeks to leave bruises. You adjust your hold on him, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck to keep from slipping as if he wouldn't catch you anyway.

"Yeah? 'S that right? You gonna cum all over my cock?" He breathes right up against your ear.

Your pussy clenches tighter at his words. You want him to fuck you harder and you tell him as much. He's now slamming his cock into you, his breath quickening.

"Mmhmmm gonna cream all over your fat cock, 'kashi!"

Your scent becomes more and more intoxicating to him the closer you approach orgasm. His legs start to shake, but the adrenaline and testosterone coursing through his body ensure that he's able to keep pistoning his cock in and out of you at speed.

"Ahh fuck, your pussy smells so fucking good. Can't wait to taste it after you cream all over me".

Hearing those words in his deep voice does you in. Every muscle in your body seizes up as you cry out. "Ka-ka-shiiiii!"

He pushes you up against a wall and pounds into you mercilessly, your back pitching up and down the wall with every powerful rut of his hips.

"Cum for me, (y/n)! Yeah, cum all over this fucking cock, right fucking now!"

"Hahhhh that's it, 'kashi! Yeah, slam your cock into my sweet little pussy hahhh! Cumming...cumming...FUCK!"

You explode all around him, spraying your liquid everywhere.

His eyes widen when you squirt all around him and he loses all composure, bucking his hips wildly. "Oh fucking shit! Fucking yes! Oh fuck that pretty cunt of yours is coming apart around my fat cock...oh god, (y/n), I'm gonna fill you up with my fucking nut! Shit, here I cum! Here I fucking cum!"

He's still reaming you with his meaty cock when his seed starts dripping out from your opening, too much of it to hold inside. He sets you back down on the counter and you fall back, unable to even hold yourself up, while he dives face first into your cunt. He wants it all. Your cream mixed with his cum. God it is so fucking hot his dick doesn't even get soft. He wears you out with his mouth until you're ready to cum again, squirting all over his face.

Your body goes limp on the granite, every muscle including the ones in your eyelids completely spent. You can feel him pull your bottom back down to the edge of the counter before burying his hard cock deep inside you again, thrusting with wild abandon, using your body like a fuck doll as your eyes roll back in your head. You're all but unconscious as he pounds into you, wet skin clapping hard against wet skin. Pretty soon he's on edge again.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna fill you up with my cum again, (y/n)".

He looks down to see your body moving in time with his thrusts, tits bouncing, body sliding up and down over the now slippery surface. Kakashi is fucking you raw in a pool of your slick and his semen.

"Ahh come here, I wanna cum all over your face".

He pulls you down, catching you just before your knees hit the hard tile. He stuffs his cock in your mouth and fucks your face while you try to push back on his trembling thighs. But it's no match for his strength as he uses your hair to guide your mouth along his cock. You gag and choke, saliva pouring out of your mouth, but that only seems to egg him on more.

"Oh fuck yeah, fuck yeah! You look so pretty when I fuck your face like this. Shit!"

He continues throwing his hips forward as his balls tighten up so much they're not even hanging anymore.

"Ah fuck, (y/n), I'm gonna cum so fuckin' hard! Gonna cover your face with my seed, yeah! Fuck, here it comes!"

He keeps a fist in your hair when he pulls out of your throat. You choke and spit and fight for air while his hot sticky semen splashes across your face with every jerk of his fist. You stick your tongue out, licking him from your lips.

"Yeah, that's right baby, eat my fucking cum," Kakashi says, using the head of his softening cock to spread his cum into your open mouth.

He draws a hot bath before stripping you down, helping you into the soothing warm water. You watch as he takes the rest of his clothes off, slipping in behind you. He washes your body, then his own before holding you back against his front, slowly stroking your hair. Comforting you. Kissing you. Caring for you.

[lepusrufus]

Double edged scalpel ch.5

Ch.1 Ch.2 Ch.3 Ch.4

Summary: someone please give Nicole a break for the love of Miranda. And there be smut y'all

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Seeing Cassandra's softer side made something flutter within Nicole's chest. The brunette was a sadist through and through. Witness to that fact was the array of torture devices that littered the dungeons. Not to mention the prisoners she frequently killed, only to haul them on the autopsy tables in her study to be examined, chopped and sectioned by the both of them.

But there was an uncharacteristic sort of gentleness in the way their lips slid against each other, sharp teeth occasionally biting down on Nicole's lower lip but never enough to draw blood. In the way Cassandra would drag sharp nails against flushed skin, but not go beyond the pleasurable amount of pain. Even the glint in golden eyes when Nicole went over some old notes of hers on more tricky anatomy concepts. Having an exclusive look at this side of Cassandra felt beyond intimate and the thought almost made her miss when the brunette spoke from where she was leaning over a notebook.

"Okay let's just wrap this up, I have plans."

Nicole hummed, dropping the liver she was holding in a freezer bag. Most body parts were already bagged and ready to be picked up by Cynthia and her undercooks, they were just putting into practice some things the brunette was curious about. She dropped the now blood soaked leather gloves in the sink and went to sit by Cassandra, who was scribbling some final notes.

"In that case I'll go enjoy a cup of tea," she sighed. "Tea that I had to skip because someone was eager to start on this early."

Cassandra raised an eyebrow at her, accompanied by her usual smirk. "I meant plans with you."

Oh? That was new. The brunette laughed at Nicole's wide eyed expression and snapped her notebook shut. She took her sweet time putting it on the shelf with the others and checking the time, pretending not to notice the redhead's inquisitive expression. Then, she lifted Nicole’s chin with a thankfully not covered in blood finger.

"Don't get me wrong I love it here but," she grimaced, "it gets stuffy sometimes. Especially in summer."

Well, that much was true. The undergrounds of the castle were oddly warm, although not downright hot, compared to what one would expect from a castle. Pair that with the annoyingly humid atmosphere and having to wear a leather apron and gloves so as to not completely ruin your outfit and you got the perfect recipe for discomfort. She really ought to ask Cassandra about installing some kind of better ventilation down here.

"Meet me in the attic in about… an hour." She leaned down and their mouths were so close that Nicole could feel icy breath on her lips.

The attic? She's never been to the attic, it was not only off limits for most staff but also dangerous if rumors were to be believed. Not that she had the clarity of mind to voice any concerns when Cassandra finally leaned in to kiss her, complete with a nip on her lower lip that made Nicole’s breath hitch.

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The fact that Nicole had no idea how to get to the attic could be a slight problem. She had asked Anita, but not only did she not know, she also seemed mortified by the idea. Another maid just gave her vague directions to look for a ladder on the top floor. As if that wasn't like trying to find the needle in a haystack. Or the needle in a giant castle.

She was just wandering around the top floor, praying not to stumble upon anyone who would be less than thrilled to see her there. A sigh of relief escaped past her lips when she heard familiar buzzing and steps coming towards her.

"Oh Cas-" she swallowed her words when she noticed red hair spilling from underneath a black hood.

"Nicole! What are you doing here hmm?" Her inquisitive hum was way too exaggerated the same way her fangs seemed too sharp when she grinned.

"I was just looking for Ca- lady Cassandra. She asked me to meet her in the attic."

Daniela's mouth fell open, almost forming an O shape. Then back to her characteristic giggle, almost as if laughing at a joke only she knew.

"What, you don't know how to get there?"

"...Not really," she sheepishly admitted.

And that was a mistake. Nicole would've preferred to wander the hallways until Cassandra eventually got bored enough of waiting and decided to come see where her glorified lab partner was. But her plan was ruined by Daniela wordlessly grabbing her arm and pulling her in the opposite direction she was going in. She even went the extra mile to partially turn into a swarm, which made Nicole's panic skyrocket. She didn't mind bugs. But having hundreds of them fly all around you, accompanied by manic giggling was a whole other thing.

Before she knew it though, Daniela let go of her arm, laughing a little at Nicole's stumbling. She gestured dramatically towards a ladder and said:

"There you go. Say hi to Cassie for me."

"Th- thank you my lady." And with a small bow of the head she grabbed the ladder and started ascending on shaky legs.

"And enjoy your date," she called out, once Nicole was at the top of the stairs.

Blushing, she decided to ignore the comment and start looking for the sister less likely to turn her into fly food.

The attic looked… old. It was obvious that people didn't come here often, although someone probably did clean it regularly as there were no cobwebs nor dirt on any surfaces, aside from some dust. It was full of neatly arranged boxes and crates, their contents as mysterious as the castle's inhabitants. Tentative steps took her across ancient floorboards, navigating old rooms.

"Rah!"

Nicole damn near jumped out of her skin, a string of curses spilling past her lips. "Jesus fucking christ Cassandra!"

The brunette only laughed, hands on her knees and pretending to wipe a tear from her eye.

"That's what you get for making me wait for so long."

"I didn't even know where the attic entrance was! Good thing one of your sisters came to my rescue." Nicole rolled her eyes at the last word.

Cassandra stopped laughing, eyes narrowing slightly. "Which one?"

"Uh- Danie-"

"Did she hurt you?" Cassandra grabbed her arms, golden eyes looking for any visible injuries.

Nicole just laughed softly, taken off guard by the display of concern. "No, no. Just gave me a bit of a fright, that's all."

With an eye roll, Cassandra guided her further into the attic, through more dusty rooms, until they reached a short corridor, light spilling from its other end. The room they entered was relatively small, almost half of it occupied by stacked boxes as if it used to be a storage room like the rest of the attic and nobody bothered to completely clear it out. A few pieces of furniture were also present: a couch with a coffee table in front of it and paintings leaning against a wall to collect dust. This room however had a window, left slightly ajar, that allowed you to see the mountains stretching on the horizon, crowned by the beautiful orange hues of dusk.

Nicole moved to the glass to take in the view, mouth almost hanging open, when an ungodly screech from outside made her backpedal straight into Cassandra.

"What the fuck was that?" She asked, eyes widening at the sight of flying creatures circling the towers.

"Mother's flying guard dogs."

"They sound the same way I'd imagine the souls of the damned do." Nicole didn’t take her eyes off the ghoulish creatures, almost as if keeping eye contact would dissuade them from attacking.

Cassandra just shrugged. "Wouldn't be too far off. Also here." She sat on the couch, gesturing towards a cup.

Nicole went to sit by her side, grabbing the mystery cup. She frowned slightly when the steam reached her nose, bringing with it a pleasant minty and honey aroma.

"Tea?"

"Since you were so disheartened about having to skip it earlier," Cassandra averted her eyes, seemingly finding the curtains very interesting.

After a long sip, she let out a content sigh. The warmth was more than welcomed, despite the weather. She set the cup back on the table and turned her attention on the brunette, now fidgeting with the corner of a pillow.

"Thank you," Nicole said, leaving a small kiss on her cheek.

Cassandra smiled and turned around, locking their lips in a kiss that at first mimicked her gentleness, but soon turned hungry when dainty hands made their way to the brunette's nape, pulling her closer. She shifted them both, pushing Nicole down on the pillows littering the couch, until she was laying on top of her, legs on each side of her waist. Her focus was on leaving a trail of nips and kisses down Nicole's neck when the redhead jumped and barely stifled a yelp at another screech from outside.

"Ugh what the fuck is today, scare me out of my mind day?"

"How are you scared of these but countless dead bodies don't phase you?" Cassandra laughed, sound muffled by her position with her mouth against Nicole's neck.

"I used to work on corpses, not on ugly gargoyles that could chew my face off!" She gestured wildly at the window and the few creatures visible outside.

"You what?"

"You...didn't know?" Nicole couldn't help a giggle at Cassandra's confused expression.

"How was I supposed to know?"

"I thought your mother told you already. Or your sisters," Nicole shrugged.

"They knew?!" And, after something seemed to dawn on her, "Oh I'm gonna kick both their asses."

Nicole couldn’t help letting out a small laugh, placing her hands on Cassandra's cheeks and, with a pout for dramatic effect, "Right now?"

As much as the sight was both funny and endearing, the warmth starting to pool at her core was making her beyond impatient.

The indignation in golden eyes was replaced by an all too familiar glint and black painted lips went back to their work on Nicole's neck. Sharp fangs pierced the skin there, just enough to draw a few drops of blood and a whine. After licking every last bit of it, Cassandra's lips moved to the collarbones and lower, hands slowly starting to undo the buttons of Nicole's pesky uniform that was in the way.

When both the button up and the skirt were discarded on the floor Nicole tangled her fingers through black hair and pulled Cassandra in for a kiss. Her free hand went to the back of the dress, pulling down the zipper and guiding it off of the brunette's shoulders. Once both of them were left only in undergarments, Nicole pulled back to look up at the brunette.

"If I knew I was supposed to dress up I would've asked the chambermaid if there's anything fancy in the uniform stash," she said, taking in the beautifully intricate lace of Cassandra's matching bra and underwear, complete with a giggle at her awful joking.

The brunette only raised an eyebrow. "Mhm I can take care of that. Not like you'll need these for long though." Her hands reached under Nicole's back to unclasp her bra and in mere moments that too was on top of the pile of clothes on the floor.

Then Cassandra bent down to crash their lips together, tongue slipping past Nicole's lips when a wandering hand elicited a gasp from her.

Cassandra was by no means a patient person. Quite the opposite actually. But teasingly dragging her nails across sensitive skin only to feel the girl under her squirm and whine when her hand just won't go where she needed it made waiting all the more sweet. Slender fingers started to toy with the edges of Nicole's underwear. After a groan against her lips and an impatient tug of hair, Cassandra finally gave in, slipping two fingers inside her. She felt Nicole arch into her, a broken moan escaping past her lips when she broke the kiss to let her head fall back into the cushions. Cassandra took that as an opportunity to kiss the length of her neck, occasionally stopping to suck or bite at a spot, enjoying every gasp and moan she drew out of the redhead.

With Cassandra's rough pace it didn't take long before Nicole was clenching her thighs around her hand. Cassandra kissed her, swallowing her moan as she came.

The small room in the attic, Cassandra's drawing room she would later find out, was the perfect secluded spot. They spent the rest of the evening enjoying each other. First evening of many.

[karasunology]

⸙ ˚₊ ➷ BOKUTO KOUTARO BEING A DAD HEADCANONS! ❞

✎ . . . will you please write about oikawa, bokuto, and sugawara as dads?? :>

❝ ― submitted by @ nonnie <3 ❞

-ˏˋ ➶ character(s) ━ bokuto koutaro <3

[ trigger warnings ━ slight manga spoilers !! ]

✎ . . . DAD HEADCANONS.

[ SUGAWARA KOUSHI & OIKAWA VERSION. ] [ MIYA ATUSMU VERSION. ] [ KUROO TETSURO & KOZUKE KENMA VERSION. ] [ IWAIZUMI HAJIME VERSION. ]

-ˏˋ playing soleil's tape ˊˎ-

[ 📼 ] . . . no thoughts, head and heart full of bokuto koutaro

BOKUTO KOUTARO.

➜ bokuto wanted to have a baby with you

➜ that's it that's the tweet thank you for reading😌💅

➜ i'm kidding don't leave, i have abandonment issues

➜ just like oikawa, kou ─ your husband, has gotten baby fever and it wasn't going down any minute until bb boy gets his way

➜ phew, i'd let him get his way with me✋😳

➜ bokuto was great with kids, always playing around with them in a park as if he was one of them, and both of you knew that

➜ and when bokuto sees that you're also good with kids, mans knew he wanted to build a family with you

➜ he wanted not just one, because seeing what both of you created taking in different forms and pieces of their parents would leave him so proud

➜ would very much take it as a sign from the universe saying to him that the both of you were meant to be patents

➜ the day he lets you awknowledge his little daydream, was when the both of you were sitting down on the coach re-watching his match last week after babysitting one of your guys' friend's kid

➜ mans couldn't TAKE IT ANYMORE

➜ the way you coo at the child, you cooked with the child and just the way you tenderly supported the kid with your arms as you helped him reach a toy from the shelf

➜ and of course, you accepted it; there wasn't any other man other than kou that you wanted to start a family with

➜ let's just say mans wanted to make one right then and there after you confessed to him that you wanted to start a family with him as well

➜ and y'all did just that💀

➜ after receiving the news of your pregnancy, bokuto has never been more happy, aside from those times he won a match on nationals and, well ─ marrying you

➜ but in the white noise of excitement and joyfulness, there was a lingering thought and it was terrifying; what if he doesn't make enough time for both you and his child because of volleyball? will he have to take a break from it? would your child love him?

➜ bokuto was now down to emo mode just with the thought of your guys' children hating him

➜ and when the thoughts became to unbearable, he contacts akaashi.

“ bokuto-san, ” koutaro could tell akaashi was thinking about it before saying something,

“ you're one of the best men i know that's good with children; don't waste your time sulking about nonsensical what if's, when the present is right there in front of you ”

➜ akaashi was, to say the least, your one of your children's godfather.

➜ but the day your babies was going to arrive, it was as if your husband had a switch and unlike the usual ─ he was the one supporting you

➜ he held your hand, squeezing them to let you be aware that he's right there by your side, knowing that you needed all the support right now and he gave it to you

➜ tenfolds the support you gave him

➜ and when be first saw the first triplet being born, he knew right there that he fell in love once again, but with the child he has co-produced with the love of his life !!

➜ i just wanted to say that y'all's kids are NIGHT OWLS, literally, gets the biggest bursts of energy at ungodly hours

➜ koutaro would still get anxious and terrified, but there was something about your triplets that puts him at ease ─ like, one thing he'd be doubting himself and then the next thing, he'd be all fuzzy inside when his three triplets just looked like a litter of puppies asking for his attention on his lap

➜ and he'd just, revert back to reality seeing how blessed he was and stopped doubting himself and just live in the present

➜ EYE ─ I'M SO SOFT I CAN'T😭✋

“ now say dada ” he encouraged the little sunshines on his lamp as a youthful giggle serenated from his son's lips

“ dawa ─ ” the baby tried to copy his words, before shreiking of laughter when kosuke saw the defeated look on his father's face, somehow bringing him joy

➜ while his baby girl, kouzumi, was peacefully attached to him as the most interesting in her golden eyes were his hair ─ attempting to reach her arms to his hair, making grabby arms

➜ after a few months, you've noticed how much your triplets were in sync with their father ─ all together, being balls of sunshine

“ you've been trying for hours kou, take a break. ” you laugh, as you looked up from the book you were holding seeing your husband housing an offended look, and of course ─ a weird sound, a scoff? you didn't know, until, your other son imitated him

➜ almost perfecting the one he made

➜ and bokuto was ECSTATIC

“ hONEY, HONEY, OH MY GOD DID YOU HEAR THAT? ” he squealed, as his son imitated his sound again

“ he's responding to me !! ”

“ dO IT AGAIN KOSUKE ” he says as he takes out his phone

➜ the type of father to do the peek-a-boo game with his triplets and doing it perfectly as they're just enamured by his father as if he was doing some avada kedevra shit 😭🗿

➜ hey queen!! 🙆👑 GIRL, YOU HAVE DONE IT AGAIN, CONSTANTLY RAISING📈📉 THE BAR🔝 FOR US AND DOING IT F L A W L E S S  L Y

➜ the type of father that would never miss any important moments with his children, even though he's a busy with volleyball especially since it's his profession

➜ the type of father that has too many videos of his children on his phone saying papa in different ways, trying to imitate him, first steps, first laugh & JUST EVERYTHING

➜ has a whole usb of his children, three folders for each of them

➜ has a whole ass frame of his daughter's drawing from five years old of him and her and he would NOT let anyone touch it other than him and maybe you when you when you need to dust off the frames because it's getting too dusty

➜ you guys would always be there to support him no matter what, either in the stands of at home

➜ but when you guys do visit his games and cheer him on, MANS WILL BE UNSTOPPABLE

“ mommy !! look, daddy's coming ” kaoru, the youngest of your triplets, tugged softly on your coat

➜ you smiled as you saw your husband running up to you and your kids after his matches as a few reporters, in respect, stood a few meters away from you guys, taking kosuke on his right arm, the other with kaoru and on top of his shoulders was kouzumi tugging on her father's spiked hair she could never seem to get over with

“ ahH ─ my hair baby girl, you're kinda hurting daddy ” koutaru laughed as your daughter tried processing his words before wrapping her arms around his head softly to not fall off a small gasp escaping her lips

“ i'm sowry for hurting you daddy! ” she exclaimed as her brothers tried telling her off while the reporters just watched in awe at her

“ don't hurt daddy just because he lets you on top of there ─ ” kosuke scolded her, slightly jealous that she had the highest view

“ ─ yeah! ” your youngest vigorously nodded his head as he agreed to his brother, both obviously pouting that she had the chance to be ontop of their father's shoulders

“ uh kou, i can take them now since there's a few people wanting to interview you. ” you offered as you jerked your head onto the reporters directions smiling at them

“ oh no ma'am !! it's alright, we also kinda wanted to interview your children as well, since a lot of netizens are curious about them, seeing them everywhere on his socials. ”

➜ you guys agreed as they start asking you guys questions, but more to the triplets as they responded cutely, their identical amber eyes looking at them like an owl in curiousity

➜ JUST IMAGINE THREE ADORABLE OWL LOOKING KIDS HANGING ON TO THEIR MOTHER OWL AND BOKUTO JUST LOOKS LIKES A MONKEY BAR LMAO

➜ like these kids just attached to him lmao

➜ but there are times where he has to go on tournaments, training camps, olympics & probably photoshoots/commercials ngl and these three owls he left in your care are in EMO MODE LMAOO😭✋

➜ they got it from their dad, and you were now stuck with three emo bokutos but times three

➜ wow multiplication

➜ when she's a mathematician😍

➜ but bokuto would honestly also miss his children clinging to him for dear life

➜ like they would never be separated without having facetime calls every five hours

➜ but your kids understood that he has other things to do and theg try not to complain that much for your sake

➜ your kids are actually sweethearts okay 🥺

➜ when they grew up, his sons were still attached to him but they weren't as clingey as when they were in their childhood days ─ but your daughter phew, your daughter used to be the clingiest of them all and now it's just none, nonexistent, vanished, obliviated, avada kedevra LMAO

➜ like you know how teenagers be

➜ and your husband was DEPRESSED ABOUT IT

➜ his bb girl won't touch his hair anymore :(

➜ his bb girl won't be a little girl no more :(

➜ especially when kouzumi starts having boyfriends😭 MANS WAS SAD THAT THERE ARE ALREADY BOYS OTHER HIM IN HER LIFE

➜ it felt as if it wasn't even yesterday that kouzumi said that she don't need no prince, she'll be both a fucking princess and knight in shinning armor

➜ ugh periodt💅

➜ and koutaro's nows just like

“ WHERE DID ALL THAT TALK GO ?? ”💀💀💀

➜ ALSO BOKUTO GIVES THE BEST ADIVCES NO CAP

➜ gives volleyball advices, relationship advices better than u could ever

➜ this is getting too long but, even if some of his kids may not show it anymore, they still love their father so much and won't let anyone replace him because he's basically the ace of their hearts.

[lunarfly]

Defending Harmione against some arguments Romione shippers use:

1. "Harry found Hermione boring."

Ok, I see where this is coming from. There is a scene in GoF where Harry thinks that Hermione isn't the same as Ron, and that having Hermione as his best friend would mean much more studying and much less having fun. But that doesn't mean he thought Hermione was boring, he just found studying and hanging out in the library boring, and since Hermione spent most of her time studying in the library, Harry didn't have as much fun. Now, don't get me wrong, I LOVE Romione but I hate it when Romione shippers use that scene as an argument against Harmione, because Ron found it just as (if not more) boring to study at the library as Harry did! So it's completely unfair.

2. "Harry found Hermione unattractive."

Firstly, people's looks and attractiveness don't determine whether you like the person or not, you don't have to think the person is stunning to fall in love with them. Secondly, Harry didn't find her unattractive, he literally says he doesn't think she's ugly. And when Hermione was at the ball, Harry found her so pretty that his jaw dropped. He didn't expect her to look that pretty, and that's a bit sad, but once he did realize it was her, his opinion on her looks kinda changed and he started to see her as an actually beautiful girl ever since.

3. "Harry is too short-tempered for Hermione."

I've seen some Romione shippers say this, and I've been shocked every time I have. In OoTP, when Harry was having a hard time, was getting upset about everything and was yelling constantly, Hermione was the one person to handle it well and calm him down. She was the one to deal with him, she was the one who understood him best, knew exactly how he was feeling. If you don't remember, you can reread OoTP, and pay more attention to those moments, it will be clear afterwards. *Quick note though, Luna was the second person who understood Harry well, and Harry didn't have trouble talking to her, which is why I admire their pure friendship. 🥺

4. "Harry and Hermione barely even talked when Ron wasn't around."

No, that's not true. The thing is, Harry spent more time with Ron, obviously, because he shared a room with him, took the same classes with him and etcetera, and he was more similar to Ron as well, so it would have been easier to talk to him about things like Quidditch and studying. But when he was with Hermione, most of the time Ron was there too, and they discussed the most important things together, they wouldn't talk about their plans without Ron, they always included each other(🥺🥺🥺). And just like that, he barely had any time without Hermione. But when he did, (ex. GoF) he DOES talked to her about anything, and Hermione had no problem understanding him. If you've noticed (reread OoTP if you haven't), whenever Harry had a problem, he always went up to Hermione to get advice. And so many Romione shippers also use the scene from The Deathly Hallows against Harmione, when they're so shocked about Ron leaving them that they can't do anything alone and don't talk. They say it's because Harry and Hermione can't get along, and they need Ron to do something together, but that's not true at all. Actually, Harry was always the bridge to Hermione and Ron, but, forgetting about that, when Ron left them, they were so sad and miserable, that they lost all confidence, sadness took over them, and Harry didn't know what to say to Hermione, as he was very bad at comforting people, but you can tell he was paying lots of attention to her. That's why they didn't talk or interact much. And if you remember, right before Ron left, there's a paragraph talking about how Harry and Hermione were the only ones talking and Ron was sitting in the background, complaining about food. Please get the facts right before you say something. <3

5. "Their relationship would be so boring."

Ok, I don't fully understand what you mean by this. If you mean it would be boring for the audience, then you're not a real fan of Hermione. If you'd rather read about her crying over Ron for your own entertainment than have her happy but "boring", you can't call yourself a real fan of her, sorry, I don't make the rules.

But, if you mean that Harry and Hermione would be bored in the relationship, then let me say something against that. If you think they wouldn't be able to have a conversation with each other, then you need to reread my point number 4. If you're saying they wouldn't be able to interact and have fun together, then you're straight up lying. They've spent their entire lives together, they grew up together, went through all of the adventures together (including Ron too of course, but Hermione was also there when Ron wasn't, but I can't blame Ron), they've literally lived together so idk how you'd expect them to be bored. If there's something Ron and Hermione could do to have fun and not be "bored" that Harry and Hermione couldn't, name it, because I'm really curious. Yes, Ron was very funny, he has made Harry and Hermione laugh a few times throughout the series (and I love him for that), but jokes aren't all it takes to keep a strong relationship.

That is all I'm going to cover for today, there's so many more reasonable arguments against them that I'll fight against in the future, but, for now, that's it. I mostly see Romione or Dr*rry shippers say these, but others say them as well. As for Drarry, it's pure toxicity, basically the LGBT version of Dr*mione. As for Romione, it's an amazing ship. I love it so much, I'll defend Ron over Draco and I won't accept Ron bashing for anything, not even for Harmione. He deserves better than Draco stans coming at him for nothing. Romione is pure, Ron would do anything for Hermione, and vice versa. And the same things happen with Harry & Hermione. That's why these ships are so similar and I love them both very very very much. <3

Also, I'm putting this post under the Romione tag because I have also defended Ron in this, and I truly love Romione, so please don't be offended by that. 🥺 As for the Dramione/Drarry tag, y'all can be offended as much as you want. IDC.

[soxftology]

Secret Admirer - Yang Jungwon : (pt : 1)

Warnings : LONG AF, slight cursing

You and your best friend, Sunoo were at a café to relax for a little bit since exams were coming closer and closer.

"So how's life going, living with Jungwon?" you asked Sunoo as you stuffed your mouth with your coffee cheesecake. "hmmm good, I guess" he replied before smiling and taking a sip of his drink. "So I heard you like Jungwon" Sunoo started, you almost spat your drink out by his sudden sentence. "No I-" "Please, it's okay if you like him. Why are you always denying it? Like l won't tell it to anyone" Sunoo reassured, you sighed in relief. He just laughed at your burning cheeks. "I'll get going now, it's getting late" you said, packing your stuff in your bag. "You should go to get your beauty sleep, I mean no one wants to look bad in front of their crush" he stated like its nothing. "KIM SUNOO" you hit him playfully, after bidding goodbyes to each other you left the café to head to your house.

After some minutes of walking, you finally reached home. "I'm back!" you yelled as you opened the door to your house. "Do you know what time is it?" your brother, Heesung asked sarcastically. "Ummm it's 10 am, don't you have eyes to see the time? I have to sleep now bye" you quickly went to your room before Heesung could nag at you. You quickly brushed your teeth, changed into your pajamas and plopped yourself on your bed.

"What now?!?" you groaned as you heard a notification on your phone. You grabbed your phone angrily and looked at the notification, it was Wonyoung your friend.

You put your phone down and sighed. "What if it's you?" Wonyoung's words kept repeating in your mind but you knew deep inside that it's not true.

“WAKE UP Y/N! WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCHOOL" Heesung shouted for the tenth time. You were annoyed by his words but you had no other option so you got up. “Finally! I thought you'd never get up” he scoffed, earning a glare from her younger sibling. He left once you went to the bathroom, you quickly took a shower and changed.

You quickly ate your pancakes and left the house with Heesung.

“Hi y/n" a voice greeted you, it was Jungwon. “Hi Jungwon" you reply, earning a cute smile from him.

YANG JUNGWON IF YOU DON'T WANT ME TO DIE THEN STOP BEING SO CUTE! your mind freaked out as always. “Can I talk to Heesung hyung for a moment?" Jungwon asked. Of course he's here for Heesung, what were you thinking y/n? You pffft never you thought. “Sure, Y/n you go I'll meet you at school okay?" Heesung said, you just nodded. As they both left you just sadly walked to your school.

“Hey y/n! Wait where's Heesung hyung?" Niki shouted, walking towards you. “Are you here for Heesung too?" you rolled your eyes, annoyed. “Whaaa- no! I'm just asking idiot!" Niki said earning a playful hit from you.

I wonder what they would be doing you were curious but tried to leave it aside for awhile. “Girl where were you?" Wonyoung asked she saw you, lost in your thoughts.

“What do you mean? I was right here!" you complained as Wonyoung laughed. “Are you coming or skipping class?" she dramatically gasped, you rolled your eyes playfully. “I'm waiting for Ju- I mean Heesung" you stuttered. Ah shit! Here we go again you ran away to class before Wonyoung could tease you.

But you obviously had to bump into someone. “I'm so sorry, wait Y/n?"

It was Jungwon! Why him! Great another embarrassing moment!

"Im the one who's supposed to be sorry" you apologized. He offered his hand for you to get up, which obviously you took gladly but you're heart was beating faster than a sports car.

"Class is about to start, I'll see you around y/n" the boy said, smiling. You nodded and you both left for your classes. As you entered in your class you saw Wonyoung looking at you with a smirk. As you sat down with her, she nudged you. "So you already held his hand? Wow it must be nice hmm?" Your cheeks were red as a tomato but you ignored her.

"Lee Y/n! Don't ignore me like Wonyoung" Taki said, pouting. "I won't Taki, besi- WAIT WHAT?!?" "What is it?" Niki asked, as your other friends gathered around your desk. It was a letter and a lite gift, from who? Well someone who secretly admires you. Why would someone like me? And admire me? You thought as you read the letter.

"Dear y/n,

First of all how are you? I hope you're having a good day. You might freak out while seeing this letter and gift but please don't. As time passes I'll show you the real me in person, but for now take my gift as a little mark on my journey to entering your heart. I hope you like it :)

- Your secret admirer ❤"

"Y/n's growing up" Jeongwoo fake cried, Haruto just rolled his eyes in annoyance. You opened the gift as everyone went back to their seats. You gasped, it was all of your favorite candies and chocolates. "Wow, he must really know you then. I mean he stalks you and that's creepy" Haruto complimented earning a little hit from Wonyoung.

"Stop being jealous Haruto!" Wonyoung said. Unluckily, the teacher came and the lecture began. The lecture ended but your mind just couldn't help but think Who is my secret admirer?

"Y/n! Did you eat?" Heesung asked as he saw you in the cafeteria. "No, I'm going to now so bye" you quickly said as you left to get some food. You heard your friends talking about your secret admirer as you walked towards their table to sit. "I wonder who is that secret admirer" Junhyuk said. "Y'all should stop, like seriously" Haruto said as he ate his ramen. "Because it's you?" Niki teased. His words made Haruto choke. Everyone's laughing stopped as you sat. "Go on continue teasing Haru, I don't mind" you said, earning a glare from Haruto.

It was time for P.E but you couldn't find Jungwon or Heesung anywhere. What are these two up to? Okay I should stop now you were wandering in your thoughts until you saw Sunoo sneaking in your locker.

WAIT WHAT?!? SUNOO? No way! Is he my secret admirer?!?

You just left, completely confused. Apparently you were the one who was late for P.E now, you saw Jungwon already warming up. After a little scolding from your P.E teacher, you finally went to your friends.

"I saw Sunoo at my locker, he placed an envelope too" you said making everyone overreact. "HE WHAT?!?" Jeongwoo shouted. "Shhhh" you told the loud boy to shut his mouth.

"What if Sunoo is your secret admirer?" Wonyoung asked you. "I mean we've been best friends since like forever so it'd be a little weird"

you said making Wonyoung nod. "Y/n can I talk to you?" you turned around only to see the owner of the voice.

"Sure Jungwon" you said as you both walked a little away from the group of friends. "I was wondering if you're free tomorrow" the boy nervously scratched his neck. WAIT WHAT? ARE YOU TAKING ME ON A DATE?! QWZERYUVMLIDHFKSK. "Oh yes, why?" you responded. "Well, I wanted to come over to hang out that's it" the boy innocently smiled. What in the WORLD WERE YOU THINKING LEE

Y/N?!? A DATE?!?

"Sure, you can come over" you replied, trying your best not to look dissapointed. "I'll see you then" Jungwon said before leaving. "I need to keep my expectations down low or else imma break my own heart" you whispered to yourself, trying to keep yourself together.

P.E ended earlier because of the rain. "Why does it always have to freaking rain?" Taki sulked. "Ask mother nature, not us" Niki replied, sighing loudly. "I guess we all would be drenched in rain when we arrive home" Haruto said. "Yeah I guess, let me get my chemistry notes from my locker" you said before heading to your locker.

"what's this?" you questioned as you saw an umbrella with a pink note on it. You opened the note, it said :

"Dear y/n,

I don't want you get a cold or even get drenched in the rain so here, I got this umbrella for you so you can walk home safely, make sure to stay healthy and don't forget to eat too.

-Your secret admirer

"I need to thank him for this" you looked at the clock, it was almost time to go home. "I guess I will thank him tomorrow then" you said before taking your notes but to your surprise their was no note inside your locker that you saw Sunoo put in. "Y/n come on!" Heesung shouted making you flinch. "Coming!" you said and quickly closed your locker and took the umbrella as you secured the note in your bag.

"Where did you get that from?" Heesung asked, referring to the umbrella in your hand. "Does it matter?" you said, Heesung just rolled his eyes. "Whatever let's go!" your brother started to walk out at a fast speed as you followed him. You opened your umbrella and smiled one last time before leaving your school's building.

Luckily, Heesung didn't get drenched in rain because of you. “Don't you dare ask me for a favor just because you helped me" Heesung warned earning a little chuckle from you. “Okay" you said, rolling your eyes playfully as he opened the door to your house.

After you got changed into something comfortable you opened your bag to do your homework but your eyes caught something. Another note? What? you opened the little purple mysterious note it said.

“Dear y/n,

I just wanna talk to you, like I can't help it anymore but I know in person you'd freak out so let's talk virtually.

My number : XXXXXXXXXXX

-Your secret admirer"

You started squealing while Heesung just looked at you with a confused face. I'm gonna leave her alone for now Heesung thought before going to his room. You added your secret admirer's phone number in your contacts. Just as you were about to send your first message your mind started to freak out.

Lee y/n, what if  you text something wrong? Think before you type idiot

You took a deep breath and texted him, waiting for him to respond. To your surprise he immediately responded making your heart flutter.

“Did he just call me sweetie? Skvjcu" you fangirled. Your phone rang, you could swear your heart stopped for a second as you thought it was your secret admirer,you checked the caller's ID it was Heesung.

You were beyond confused, as you   were just about to pick up the phone your brother quickly said “So are you- oh sorry y/n, it wasn't meant for you" and hung up. You just frowned at your phone and sighed.

The day passed quickly, Heesung left to see one of his friends but he still hadn't come home yet.

The second he stepped in and said “I'm home" you stomped your feet and started to mock him whenever you were late. “Where were you Lee Heesung?" you mocked earning a playful glare from him. “Can you not? I gotta go now, I'm tired" he yawned, you were about to say something but a knock on the door interrupted you.

[im-an-anxious-wreck]

Memories Aren't Important… Right?

Chapter Fourteen • Virgil

Word count: 3120

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Shit, shit shit shit!

Roman liked someone.

"Yeah," Remus said, looking quite amused. "I'm gonna leave y'all to it and go now." She gave a wave. "Good luck, gentle-ramen."

Roman still looked at a deer in headlights, although Virgil was sure that he had a similar expression on his face.

"I— goodbye, Remus." Roman looked at Remus with a bit of a 'please don't leave me' expression on gold's face but waved anyway.

"Bye," Virgil managed out at Remus' retreating back.

The air seemed to tense considerably more in Remus' absence and it made Virgil feel sick to his stomach with anxiety.

"Um…" Roman glanced at Virgil before suddenly finding gold's socked feet very interesting. "How— how much did you hear?"

"Uh, well… er—" Virgil said uneloquently. "It… just a bit. Um, like…" He sighed. "Okay, I heard Remus'… uh, suggestive comment."

"Oh, fuck."

Virgil couldn't help but laugh, albeit a rather startled and choked sound. "Did you just say 'fuck'? Like, I don't care if you did! I say shit like that all the time, but it did sound kinda funny."

"I— guess Remus is a bad influence, huh?"

Virgil snorted. "Right! One time, a few years back, we removed some anti-homeless spikes and it was awesome! Although we did almost get ca—" Virgil glanced at Roman, only to see him frowning, almost thoughtfully.

"Wait, what do you mean 'a few years ago'?"

"I mean a few years ago, what do you thi— oh… oh! Hey, I remembered something!"

Roman looked nervous again, but even more panicky than the anxiety of earlier. "What else do—" Gold cleared his throat. "Do you remember?"

"Oh, um, just bits and pieces. Like little snippets? A few blurry things. Mostly just generally hanging out with Janus and Remus… why?"

"Oh, no reason!" Roman obviously lied, you know, like a liar. "Just curious."

Virgil almost said something, he came very close to calling Roman out, but really, Virgil was far more curious who Roman liked than anything else.

"So, if I can ask…"

Roman's shoulders sagged in relief at the topic change, but quickly tensed in anxiety again at Virgil's next words.

"Who were you talking about? The person you like romantically, I mean."

"Uh, I don't… I mean…"

"Is it Janus? I've seen you two sneak off to talk before."

"Well, It's not Janus."

"Logan? I mean, I'm like, pretty sure Janus and Logan in love but are too stubborn to admit it bu—"

"It's not Logan! Or Patton." Panic grew in Roman's eye's, but Virgil didn't relent.

"Oh… is it someone I don't know?"

"It… I mean—" Roman started to look like a cornered animal, but Virgil didn't, wouldn't, couldn't stop.

"I mean… you don't have to tell me but… I could help you get together maybe?" Virgil offered even though the thought made him sick to his stomach.

"Oh, why do you even care!?" Roman snapped.

"Because I love you!" The air seemed to come to a standstill as the confession settled into it.

Roman paused. "Oh... I— really?"

"Fuck, I mean… yeah, but like this doesn't have to—"

"No! I— I love you too. That's… that's actually who… I was talking about with Remus."

"Oh… oh. Oh!"

"Yeah."

"I— oh. So you were hesitant to tell me because…"

"It was you? Yeah."

"Oh, so— I mean, does that mean… you'd wanna go on a date with me?"

"I—" Roman seemed to practically bounce with excitement but took a moment to calm himself down. "I would love that. Yes."

"Yeah, okay! It's… yeah, a date."

"Yes, Stormcloud. A date! Oh my Aphrodite, I'm so excited!"

Virgil felt a smile tugging at his lips and didn't bother to stop it, giving Roman a lopsided smile. "Yeah! Uh, where— where do you wanna go?"

"Well, did you have somewhere in mind, mi araña querida?"

"I— wait, sorry. Your what dear?"

"My spider darling!" Roman said proudly.

"Okay, that's oddly sweet. How'd you even know that I have a pet tarantula?"

"Well, it was kinda hard not to when this one time Patton went into your room and screamed, and then especially because he was then yelling about how spiders are 'creepy cookies'."

Virgil huffed a laugh. "Yeah, that'd do it.

"Oh! You'd asked me a question. Right."

Roman laughed, a light sound, almost like a wind chime tinkling in the breeze. "That I did, nubes de tormenta…" At Virgil's no doubt confused face, Roman laughed again. "That means Stormcloud."

"Oh! Damn, you're so sweet and fancy. Wish I had another language to give you cute nicknames in too!"

Roman tilted gold's head like a confused puppy. "I thought you spoke Russian?"

"Uh… right, um, about that…" Virgil felt his face warm.

"Yes?"

"I… really only know a few words."

"Wait, really?" Roman asked incredulously, almost unbelieving.

"Heh, yeah."

Roman just blinked a few times. "Wait, so what about that time you insulted me in Russian?"

"I… kinda said 'I eat mashed potatoes. Happy New Year.'."

"What!" Roman's booming laughter echoed around the kitchen as gold shook with the force of them. "You— you mean t— to tell me, that you—" He erupted into laughter again and it took several moments for gold to settle down enough to talk. " 'I eat mashed potatoes, Happy New Year'! Holy Greyskull, that's amazing. No wonder you wouldn't tell me what you said!"

"Heh heh, yeah. You called me comrade, and so I was trying to show off but then you one upped me by ya know, actually being fluent in another language."

"Ah, I see. Well, I suppose that's the problem with my mother teaching Remus and I Spanish in addition to English," Roman jested.

Virgil huffed. "Yeah, that'd— that'd do it." Virgil paused and frowned. "Oh, wait. Shit, we got distracted again. But, um, I do have a few ideas where we could go for our," —Virgil couldn't help but smile— "Date. Um, but if you had somewhere in mind, just let me know!"

"I didn't have anywhere in particular, I just wanted to see if you wanted to pick since you asked me on the date."

"Oh, I— yeah, that makes sense, and sounds great!"

"Wonderful! Does tomorrow work for you?"

"Yeah! I'll let you know the when and where after I decide, if that works for you?"

"Sounds good, arañaita."

"Little spider?"

"Yes! Very good," Roman said proudly and Virgil wanted to chase that high for the rest of his life.

"Well, you did say spider before and I managed to recognise the ending as 'little', so… so yeah." Virgil managed through his pathetic and obvious explanation, feeling quite self-conscience. Of course Roman already knew all that, and here Virgil was, blathering like an idiot.

"That's right!"

Virgil felt warmed to his core by Roman's praise. "I— okay, um, yeah. Uh, I mean, thanks!"

Roman hiccuped out a laugh. "My goodness, You're cute!"

"I— mm, uh, you too!"

"Yes, adorable."

"H—hey, who gave you the right to fluster me?"

Roman raised an eyebrow. "Do you want me to stop?"

"I— didn't say that."

"Is it alright if I fluster you?"

That only made Virgil's cheeks warm even farther. "I mean, well— yeah, but um…"

"Then you gave me the right to fluster you." Roman's smile was a bit smug, but mostly delighted, although if gold was delighted with himself or with Virgil, Virgil couldn't say.

"I'll um, get you back tomorrow though!"

"Is that a guarantee?"

"It's a promise," Virgil assured.

Tomorrow was going to be great, Virgil would make sure of it.

…

Virgil wasn't quite as confident as he'd been the day before. What if Roman didn't like where he picked? What if a bunch of rain clouds came out of nowhere and then it started to storm and— wait…

Virgil groaned and buried his face in his pillow.

He could literally, like Logan's version of literally, control the weather! If any unwanted clouds rolled in, Virgil could just make them pass on by, and if it was too warm, he could either lower the temperature or provide some shade by placing some clouds over the sun. Either way, he would make sure, he could guarantee that it was going to be the perfect day, weather wise anyway.

It… it would be okay. It was going to be okay.

Virgil sat up and stared at the wall.

The worst that could happen would be if Virgil was an awkward mess and Roman hated him forever, and a villain blew up the zoo and Roman got injured and— okay, Virgil was spiralling. If any of that did happen, although he kept reminding himself that none of that was very realistic, Virgil would deal with it when— if he came to it.

He still had a few minutes before he'd told Roman to meet him at gold's car —he felt kinda bad that Roman had to drive then when Virgil was the one taking Roman out on a date—, so maybe he should go quickly talk to someone.

Logan didn't have to leave for work with Janus for about half an hour, and he was quite helpful when Virgil was spiralling, having talked Virgil out of a panic several times by now.

Virgil left his room and began walking down the hallway.

Logan also was rather no nonsense, which Virgil appreciated. If he didn't feel up to assuring Virgil, then he'd say so, and damn, did that help his anxiety. There was no way that Logan felt forced to help Virgil.

Virgil knocked on Logan's door.

"One moment, Virgil," Logan called from deep in his room before opening the door, standing there without a tie on and his hair dishevelled.

"Wh— how'd you know it was me?"

"I recognised your knock pattern." Logan walked back into his room, leaving the door wide open. "Come in. Would you mind if I finish getting ready while you tell me about your anxieties about your upcoming date?"

"I— oh, come on, how'd you know that?"

Logan sent him a look. "You have a date today, and you are an individual who is prone to anxiety and overthinking things." He picked up his brush and began to run it through his hair. "Most people are nervous before a date, particularly a first date, but I'm quite sure that you've been spiralling over 'what if's and making sure that this goes perfect. You usually seek me out when you're spiralling, plus, I'm usually the most awake person in this household at this time of day."

"Damn, Sherlock, you got me all figured out."

Logan set down the brush and grabbed his tie. "Not really. They were quite simple deductions that most likely sounded a bit more verbose due to my logophilic speech pattern." Logan carefully smoothed his now tied tie.

"Wait, speaking of you being the most awake person, you're usually more like, up and at 'em by now."

"Ah, yes. Janus and I stayed up discussing philosophy later than we'd intended, which caused me to sleep in later than usual."

"Oh, I see. Um… I should probably let you go eat some breakfast before you go then."

Logan glanced at his watch and paused for a moment as if calculating time in his head, although he probably was. "That's alright, I have enough time." Logan gestured to the couch —yes, Logan had a couch in his room—. "Please sit down."

They both sat down, Virgil criss-cross and fiddling with his hand for a few seconds before a fidget toy was set in his hands.

"Wh— how'd you kn—"

Logan raised an eyebrow.

Virgil sighed. "Okay, fair."

"Now, would you like to tell me what specifically has been troubling you?"

"Well, what if I utterly and totally mess it up! What if I'm an anxious wreck and totally embarrass myself? I just… don't wanna fuck this all up."

"I truly don't think that you'll," —Logan dragged two fingers on each hand down in air quotes— " 'Fuck this up'. Not only do I think that your date will go better than expected, but keep in mind that Roman is, more likely than not, quite nervous about your date as well. And while I can't guarantee that you won't do or say something embarrassing, I don't think it'd be the end of your date even if you did."

Logan set a hand on Virgil's knee and continued, "Just remember that Roman wants to be there. He's choosing to go on a date with you and he knows about your anxiety. He already cares about you, so go, and have a good time. It'll be okay. 'And call me when you get back, darling. I enjoy our visits.' "

Virgil gave a small surprised laugh. "Okay, Edna Mode."

Logan smiled, looking quite pleased with himself. "There you are."

"What?" Virgil asked, tilting his head to the side.

"You were getting weighed down with worry, and while that is absolutely still you, it's… nice to see you happy. You're my friend, I want to see you succeed."

"Aww, Lo! Damn, that's so sweet." Virgil sniffed a bit, internally cursing his emotions for being all over the place. "I want to see you succeed too!"

"Thank you," Logan said sincerely before glancing at his watch and frowning. "I hate to, metaphorically, cut it short, but I probably should go get something to eat soon if I'm going to." He looked back at Virgil. "Are you doing alright now? I can absolutely stay longer if you'd like."

"No, I'm a lot better now. Go get something to eat. I need to leave very soon anyway." They both stood up and, as Virgil put the fidget toy back in the designated bin on their way to the door, Virgil said, "Hey, thanks for listening. I really needed this."

"You're quite welcome. I'm glad I could help."

They both left Logan's room and Logan shut the door behind them.

"Oh, and Virgil?"

Virgil turned back to look at Logan. "Yeah, Lo?"

"Good luck."

Virgil smiled. "Thanks."

…

Contrary to what Virgil had feared, the date had been going —dare he think it— pretty well.

They'd gotten to the zoo alright, and had already seen quite a lot of animals. Including, but not limited to, foxes, otters, elephants, monkeys, and the entire reptile area. They'd made jokes about how Janus could be one of the snakes and they'd never know —despite Janus actually not being able to Shift his form that much—, and had even had lunch at the Zoo restaurant. Roman had gotten the 'Lion's Pride' which was a personal sized meat pizza, and Virgil got the 'puffin's seafood platter', which had several different things that puffins could eat as there was quite a bit of overlap between what puffins and humans can eat.

"So," Virgil began, looking at the paper map. "Where do you wanna go next?"

"Ooh, can we go see the lions? I did eat their pride for lunch."

"Hah, more like you ate gay pride! …Okay, wait, that sounded more suggestive than I meant."

Roman laughed. "Well, it does now that you've said that."

Virgil tried not to let his face warm too much. "Anyway! Oh, look, there's a sign for the lions, we should pick up the pace."

They started walking towards the lion exhibit, passing by a sign that had an arrow and read, 'Lions, and tigers, and bears, oh my!'.

Roman chuckled, but sped up to keep next to Virgil. "Woah, it's okay, My Emo Romance. Slow down. The lions will still be there," Gold joked.

Roman slipped his hand into Virgil's and he felt warm from more than the nickname Roman had just given him. "I— right. Yeah, I mean, of course."

Roman leaned closer to whisper in Virgil's ear, "You're really cute when you're flustered. Did you know that?"

Virgil shivered. It was totally unfair for Roman to be that smooth! "H— hey, I'm supposed to be flustering you and get you back for yesterday!"

Roman pulled back just barely enough to look at Virgil and smirked. "I'm not stopping you, mariposa."

"I— but you— I mean… mmm. You jerk."

"Aww, you don't mean that."

"No, I really don't," Virgil said, much more gentle and honest than he meant.

Roman looked into Virgil's eyes, before gold's gaze flicked down to Virgil's lips.

"We're… we're, um, here," Virgil managed to stumble through as he stumbled to a stop, Roman stopping as well, although with a lot more grace.

"Yes, we are. Right here with each other."

"With…" Virgil looked down at Roman's lips. "Um, yeah."

Roman breath ghosted over Virgil's lips and the corner of Roman's mouth quirked up in a smirk again as he began to pull back. Virgil had to strongly resist the urge to chase gold's lips, desperately wanting to kiss him. Virgil looked back into Roman's eyes, seeing him watch Virgil with curiosity and delightment.

"So," Roman said softly, slowly, still gazing into Virgil's eyes. "We should see those lions, hm?"

"I—" Virgil blinked a few times, trying to get his brain back online and not imaging how soft Roman's lips look, how they might feel against his own.

Roman raised an eyebrow, his eyes alight with playfulness. "You?"

"Oh, um, I mean… we… should, uh…"

"Yes?"

"See the lions. Yeah, that— right, yes." Virgil blinked a few times and looked away, finally breaking whatever spell he'd been under.

Roman chuckled quietly, looking away as well. "Yes, mi sueño. The lions."

"Um…" Shit, Virgil really needed something to talk about, something to focus on that wasn't how they'd almost just kissed, how Roman's lips had hovered so close to Virgil's. They'd come so very close to actually— "That lion looks like you," Virgil declared, just to keep himself from antagonizing over the almost kiss, the kiss that wasn't.

"Which one?"

"Um…" Virgil briefly panicked, having not actually chosen a lion before he'd said that, and quickly surveyed the lions. "The one's that's sleeping."

"Are you calling me lazy?" Roman gently asked, not sounding offended in the slightest.

"No! Just… patient. Like, good at knowing when rest and taking breaks are important… yeah."

"Ah, I see. Nice save."

Roman looked at Virgil warmly and smiled softly, making Virgil look away from the near overwhelming affection in gold's eyes.

"Um, I—" Virgil cleared his throat. "Should we go look at the tigers and bears since we're already over here?"

"Sure, mi vida. We can go anywhere you'd like."

Virgil felt his face warm but did his best not to focus on it or look at Roman as it'd probably only get stronger, and tugged at gold's hand that was still in his. "C'mon, tigers are this way, Princey."

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