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xxxsweetdreamzxxx · 3 years

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warnings/tags: dom!Yixing sub!reader, fanfic, smut, slight fluff; cursing, size kink, fingering, unprotected sex, railing, cream pie

summary: over a weekend, the sexual tensions between you and your best friend Yixing come to a breaking point

word count: 4.7k (um, wow)

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i went all out on this one, hope you all enjoy!!

P.S. only the ending is based on a dream this time, I made up the rest :>

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"What are your plans for this weekend?" You asked the two men in front of you.

The three of you sat around a small round table outside your favorite local coffee shop, a few blocks from your work. Around you, the city buzzed in the excitement of mid-day. The autumn sun peeked through whatever gaps in the buildings it could to light up the streets below. Every now and then, the sounds of downtown - a speeding car, a siren - would interrupt the conversation.

Their answers to your question were both something along the lines of 'absolutely nothing' with looks of dread for the boredom to come.

"Why do you ask?" Junmyeon, the one to your left, asked.

Shrugging your shoulders and peering into your nearly empty coffee cup you replied: "I don't know, I was maybe hoping I could tag along with one of you since I don't have anything to do either."

To your right, Yixing was quiet and deep in thought. "I know." He suddenly announced. "Let's go camping!"

You pondered the idea for a moment. The chance to completely disconnect from and forget about the stresses of adult life - even if just for a couple of days? Not to mention a whole weekend alone with your two favorite people in the whole world. Sounded better than any other activities you could think of at the moment.

"Sure why not." you agreed, looking to Junmyeon. "Are you coming with?"

"I'll have to be back Sunday night, but sure."

"We'll bring two cars then, since me and y/n don't have to get back until sometime Monday." Yixing proposed.

Junmyeon knowingly smiled at him. "Must be nice getting a long weekend, I should join you guys' office."

The conversation trailed off into unrelated chatter, until your lunch breaks were up. Parting ways with Junmyeon, you and Yixing walked back to your building a few blocks away, continuing the conversation alone.

In your sophomore year of high school, the two of you had become fast friends, both having the same interests and intended career path. He had then introduced you to his friend Junmyeon, and although you didn't have as much in common with him as Yixing, his easy-going personality made you warm up to him quickly. Throughout the remaining two years of high school, the three of you had been inseparable. You didn't even have any girl friends, but you didn't need any with the boys always around.

Although, you would be lying if you said you'd never caught feelings for either of them. The truth was both were very attractive and had girls falling for them left and right. Multiple times over the years you yourself had gone through phases of having a crush on one, then the other until finally you decided it wasn't worth potentially ruining the friendship. These days, those feelings were rare - and dismissed as quickly as they came up.

Entering your office building, the two of you rode the elevator up to your floor. Exiting quickly through the still-opening doors, you said your goodbyes to Yixing for the rest of the afternoon with a slight wave as you both headed to your individual desks.

.•°•. _ .•°•. _ .•°•. _ .•°•.

The rest of the week was uneventful, work progressed at the office smoothly. Later on that day, you'd gotten out of the shower after work to find Yixing and Junmyeon already texting in your group chat and making plans. Junmyeon was in charge of food and drinks. Yixing had a large tent that could be used, and would pick you up Saturday morning.

y/n: you guys have to leave at least one thing for me to do

not_a_sheep: bring yourself

y/n: very funny

suh01: don't worry y/n, we'll work your ass off once we get there

not_a_sheep: we? I never agreed to this

y/n: promise

suh01: i'll make sure of it

y/n: lol k

y/n: I can also bring equipment like flashlights and first aid just in case

not_a_sheep: good idea

And so it was that you awoke early on Saturday, pulling your hair into a loose ponytail. You dressed in some light denim shorts, a tank top, and a cropped jacket that provided just enough warmth until the day heated up. You kept your makeup natural, so if it was damaged by the outdoors in any way it wouldn't be noticeable.

Feeling your phone buzz in your pocket, you quickly opened it to the lockscreen and glanced at Yixing's text signaling his arrival. Grabbing the backpack you'd packed the night before, you slid on your sneakers and headed out of your apartment and to the street. There he was waiting for you, Junmyeon sitting behind him in his car. Waving briefly at Junmyeon, you turned to Yixing's car as he rolled down the window.

"You can toss your bag in the backseat." He instructed, smiling at you.

Doing so, you then got in the passenger seat, closing the car door. He sped off in the direction of the country with Junmyeon following close behind. You picked up the soft sound of music playing at a low volume through the speaker. Only when he turned the volume louder did you realize he was playing your shared favorite band on the radio. Turning to smile at him, you saw he'd been waiting to see your reaction and once he did a grin spread across his face. God was that a cute grin.

You ignored how flushed you suddenly felt by averting your gaze and singing along to the music. And that's what you continued to do for the next two hours. You didn't hold back one bit, you were so comfortable with each other. Your voices mixed in a passionate duet - you both knew every line the lead singer sung.

Before you knew it, you were racing past open plains and small pine forests with no signs of civilization in sight. After passing by a few potential spots to set up camp, he pulled off the road near the edge of a forest and field. Rolling through the bumpy grass for a minute or two, he finally stopped and parked the car once the road was out of view.

"Wow, we're in the middle of nowhere." You observed, exiting the car and taking a look around.

"It's perfect!" Junmyeon called, walking over from his car which was parked a little ways away. Once he'd gotten closer, he spoke again at a normal volume. "So, what did I miss out on in the past two hours?"

"Only a concert sung by y/n and yours truly." Yixing replied with a shrug.

At this Junmyeon laughed. Leaving the boys to talk about the drive, you walked around to the trunk of the car. Opening it, you took the tent out which was still folded up in its bag.

"Where should we set this up?" You asked, holding it up for them to see.

"Somewhere near those trees." Yixing pointed. As you began carrying it over, you heard him call out to you again. "Hey y/n, Junmyeon and I are going to quickly gather some firewood for later!"

"Alright!" You yelled without looking back.

You walked over to the flat area that he'd instructed, a few yards from the trees. Making sure the cars were still in sight, you sat the tent down and began to unpack it, separating the pieces. Unfolding the stiff main walls of the tent, you attempted to flip the thing right-side up - except now it was too big for you to move. You tried a few more times before stepping back for a moment so you could muster up all your energy.

You felt someone standing behind you the second before they tapped you on the shoulder. Startled, you spun around to find Yixing right next to you with that grin on his face. Behind him you could see a pile of fallen branches he'd set on the ground.

"Need some help?" He asked.

Sighing, you smiled at him in defeat. "Sure."

Each taking one side of the tent, you easily flipped it over with his assistance. It consisted of a single large interior room and a separate screened "porch" in the front. You then found a rock that fit in the palm of your hand, and used it to pound one of the stakes on a corner of the tent into the ground. It worked well. Moving to do the same on the next stake, you bent over to reach it. You could feel Yixing's eyes glued on your figure the whole time you drove the stake into the earth.

Straightening up, you glanced at him with a teasing look on your face. "What?"

Embarrassed that he'd been caught, he quickly looked away and acted like he was going to work on one of the stakes that you hadn't gotten to yet.

"Yixing, did you need something?" You asked in the same tone, subconsciously very aware of his intent but refusing to fully acknowledge it.

Chasing him down around to the other side of the tent, you found him still avoiding your eyes, a slight pink painted across his cheeks. "Can I use that rock?" He asked, refusing to make eye contact.

"Oh, sure." You replied, handing it to him. You were stopped from making any further comment by Junmyeon's approach, branches in his arms.

"Who wants lunch?" He asked, dumping the wood with the rest.

"Me!" You were starved after not eating breakfast.

Heading off to his car, you decided to keep it silent between you and Yixing as you waited for Junmyeon to return. He returned with some sandwiches he'd prepared for all of you, and nothing was said for minutes as you devoured them. Then the idea of a hike was brought up and agreed to.

After finishing every bite of your lunch, water bottles were gathered and the three of you made your way into the forest. Junmyeon led, while Yixing was in the middle and you brought up the rear. You soon came across a creek, and decided to follow it so you could easily retrace your steps when you decided to head back.

Yixing's back was facing you as you followed him along the trail that Junmyeon chose. With him in your view the entire time, you couldn't help but take note of his broad shoulders, his tight ass. The way his sculpted muscles moved as he walked showed his strength - it was all very attractive. Continuously you were shoving these thoughts from your mind only for them to return again. 'He's my friend.' You reminded yourself. 'I can't think like this.'

Eventually you opted to just stare at the ground until you got back to the tent - several hours later. By the time you returned, the three of you were exhausted, muscles aching. The sun was already lowering in the sky, turning it all shades of orange, pink, and yellow. Grabbing the wood gathered earlier, the boys built a bonfire the best they could while you went to grab the marshmallows out of Junmyeon's car.

When you returned, the wood was already ablaze. They'd created the perfect campfire, setting the biggest logs flat on the ground as seats. It was just dark enough now that the fire created a barely visible glow that warmed the ground and air near it. Already sitting, they turned to look your way at your approach, Yixing's face lighting up with the sight of the marshmallow bag in your hand. His grin made your face feel hot and you quickly looked at Junmyeon instead, who smiled at you, understanding conveyed in his gaze.

This exchange made you blush further, as you looked down at the grass and sat down next to Yixing on a log. Why did you feel this way? And why the fuck did you just sit next to him? Maybe you were just going through another phase of crushing on one of your best friends. These thoughts ran through your mind as you focused on opening the marshmallow bag. 'Nothing'll come from it, as usual.' You reminded yourself.

Pushing these thoughts to the back of your mind again, you asked: "Do we have some sticks for this?"

"Here." Junmyeon replied, leaning over to hand you some he'd gathered. It occurred to you that this whole time he'd been watching you, reading you.

The sky darkened, and the night got late. The three of you ate marshmallows, both golden and burned. Stories of all genres were told by everyone. Laughter filled the air. At some point, drinks were brought out, and enough was had to the point that everyone was tipsy. The tales became more ridiculous, small secrets were spilled without any thought. But it was okay, you probably wouldn't remember any of it by morning.

Slowly, one by one, you began making your way to the tent as time creeped into the early hours of the morning. Junmyeon was first, followed shortly by Yixing after he'd put out the fire. He asked if you were coming too, and you replied with something like "in a minute."

When you did stumble your way over to the tent several minutes later, you moved to open it when you heard hushed voices. They were practically whispering, but bless your good hearing - you could just make out most of the words.

"Are you sure?" Yixing asked, excitement detectable in even his whisper.

"I think so," Junmyeon replied, "...can't look at you... blushing..."

You put your ear even closer to the tent wall, struggling to hear Junmyeon.

"I'm scared to make a move." Yixing confessed. "I'm scared I'll ruin everything."

Then Junmyeon said something inaudible.

In your drunken state, none of these words made sense. Did he have crush on somebody? Deciding you couldn't stay awake out there any longer, you finally entered the tent. They already lay on the ground, falling asleep. Junmyeon acknowledged your presence with a soft "hey" before rolling over on his side to face the wall of the tent. Yixing lay in the middle. You slowly crawled next to him on the other side and laid down.

After a few minutes, Yixing spoke the last words you heard before drifting off to sleep. "Goodnight y/n."

.•°•. _ .•°•. _ .•°•. _ .•°•.

The light of the late morning sun filtered through your lashes as you blinked open your eyes. The first thing you noticed was the throbbing in your head, the second was the arms securely wrapped around you from behind. Remembering the sleeping arrangement the night before, you quickly realized it was Yixing, spooning you like a child hugging onto its favorite plushie. At this revelation, your heart began pounding rapidly.

You reached to touch his hand. "Yi- yixing?" You asked in a quiet voice.

"Hmm..?" He moaned, semi-awake.

For painfully long moments he continued holding you as he fully awoke and assessed the situation. When he realized he suddenly pulled away, sitting up and mouthing a "sorry," hoping Junmyeon wouldn't hear. Taking deep breaths to calm your heart, you sat up as well.

"What time is it?" You asked in the same tiny voice.

He grabbed his phone off of the ground and looked at the time, surprised by it. "10:23."

"Ugh." You groaned, rubbing your forehead. "My head's killing me."

At this, Yixing became concerned. "Do we have pain killers?"

"Yeah, in my emergency bag." You replied, still holding your head with your hand.

"I'll go get them." He said without a second thought, quickly exiting the tent. Not two minutes later, he came back pills in hand.

"Do you have water?" He asked.

At your motion to your water bottle a few feet away, he leaned over and grabbed it. Opening the pill bottle, he took out a dose and handed it to you. Then he did the same with your water. He made sure you took and swallowed them, concern never leaving his expression.

"Isn't your head hurting too?" You asked.

"A bit, but I'll take care of it after you start feeling better." He replied. "You're more important."

Not knowing whether to take that as a compliment or not, you pouted. "No I'm not, you're equally important. Where's your water?"

"Gone since yesterday."

After thinking a moment, you held out your water bottle to him. "Here."

He stared into your eyes, a little taken aback but looking to see if you were truly fine with it. For once, you met and held his gaze, letting him know you were. Taking the bottle from your hand, he swallowed the pain killers. You watched as the tip of your bottle that had been on your lips moments before touched his. But it was the way that he tilted his head back as he took a sip that made your indecent thoughts return. You snapped your head towards the wall, covering your reddening face with your hand.

He set the bottle down again, not noticing your state. "Thanks y/n."

He then moved to exit the tent again, waking Junmyeon. After rubbing his eyes and running his fingers through his hair, Junmyeon left you in the tent alone, still just as flustered and replaying the morning's events in your head for minutes on end.

After you'd calmed down, the rest of the morning and afternoon flew by. Pretending like nothing happened, the three of you went about activities similarly to yesterday. You had brunch, then walked into the forest again, heading for the creek. This time, you went in, the coolness of the water refreshing from the mid-day heat of the sun. After splashing around and playing for hours, you returned back to the campsite and roasted some sausages over the fire for dinner. When the last bite had been finished, the three of you continued talking right up until the end of your time together.

Standing up from a log, Junmyeon sighed. "Well you two, I've gotta bounce. I'll leave what food's left with you."

"Aight man." Yixing stood up, giving him a quick hug. "See you in a few days."

Yixing then said something quiet to him, causing Junmyeon to nod.

"Bye y/n!" Junmyeon called, waving at you.

A little confused that he wasn't offering a hug as usual, you didn't voice it and waved back. "Bye!"

With a smile, he turned and walked to his car. After removing the cooler with food inside, he took off, leaving you alone with Yixing. On your own, not as much was said, you chose your words more carefully. He started the fire up again with some new wood that had been gathered that day. You sat on separate logs, slowly conversing as the sky became colorful, then dark. This night was a bit cooler than the last, and you began to shiver slightly.

During an awkward silence, he noticed this. Without saying anything, he reached out an arm, inviting you to sit on the same log as him. Heart rate speeding up a bit at the thought, you shuffled over to sit beside him after no hesitation. Wrapping his right arm around you, he pulled you close.

"Better?" He asked, smiling a sweet smile.

"Mmmh." You agreed, trying to loosen the way your body had tensed.

The minutes ticked by, and the only thing you could hear was the pounding of your heart deafening your ears. Then your worst fears came true.

"Y/n... is that your heartbeat?" He questioned.

When you refused to answer, mind racing, he pulled your face around to look at him, hand on your cheek. "Hey, are you alright? Your face is burning up."

In that moment, a feeling overcame you. Maybe it was because of the way he cared so much, the genuine concern he expressed. Or how you felt infinitely safe around him in a way you couldn't describe. Although, it could've also easily been the way the firelight danced off his tan skin. The way it lit up his warm brown eyes more powerfully than the sunlight could ever dream of. It could've been any combination of those things or others. But something compelled you to pull down his face to yours, brushing your lips across his in a soft kiss.

Snapping out of it, you pulled away, seeing the shock on his face. "Oh my god, Yixing I'm so sorry I-"

You were cut off as he kissed you back, a long deep kiss that you melted into. When you finally pulled apart, you giggled at how stupid you'd been.

"What?" He asked, smirking.

"I'm so blind. I thought you didn't like me in this way."

He shook his head. "I have for a long time y/n."

As he met your lips again, your heart felt as though it was soaring above the clouds. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you ran your fingers through the hair at its base. Quickening the pace of your kisses, you began to breathe heavier. Panting, you felt him pick you up by your waist and place you on his lap. You began to grind your hips down into his. Groaning, he quickly stopped you by gripping them, firmly holding you in place.

"Slow... down.." He panted, speaking between your kisses.

"But- I want this." You told him, meaning every word. The wetness already pooling between you legs confirmed it.

At your spoken consent, he released his grip on your hips. Straddling him, you began moving again, slower than before like he'd instructed. A growing bulge felt between your legs made you keenly aware of his arousal. A stronger thrust on your part made him grunt and swear against your lips.

"Shit y/n."

Suddenly you both lost your balance, crashing onto the grass a few feet away. You were only on top for the few seconds it took him to remove your shirt before he rolled you under him, pinning you in place. He took control of the pace, speeding it up. Being completely engulfed in his shadow made you want him more.

Spreading your legs wider, he unbuttoned your shorts and began pulling them down. Then he tugged at the waistband of your soaked panties and pulled them down to your ankles as well. Fully exposed to him, the scent of your arousal mixed with the smokiness in the air, penetrating your sense of smell. There was no way he wasn't aware of it too. You felt him move a hand down your body towards your naked heat.

When you felt the first touch of his fingertips against your folds, trembles rocked your body. You forced yourself to relax, settling down into the soft grass. Only to get excited again as he started tracing fast circles with his thumb on your clit, spreading your slick. You felt him smirk at how wet he'd made you. You arched your back up off the ground, moaning at the pleasure.

Beginning to feel your high building, you didn't warn him just yet. But unexpectedly, he inserted two fingers into your dripping pussy without warning. You cried out, sucking in a sharp breath as you flexed your walls and came onto his finger all in seconds. A little surprised, he pulled them out. Whimpering, you rode out your first orgasm underneath him.

After you'd calmed down a bit you moved to unbuckle his pants. He held your hand away for a moment.

"Y/n, I didn't bring a condom. And... I don't want to hurt you." He said carefully.

"I..." you panted, "don't care... I can take it." Another breath. "Just take care of me afterwards."

After hesitating a moment, he let go of your hand, and assisted you in removing his clothes. First his pants, then shirt, then his boxers. Springing free from the fabric, his cock stood erect as you took it in. It had good length, but its girth was what made you lay your head back on the grass and prepare yourself. The following seconds inched by as he moved towards you.

Pulling him down closer onto your body, you led him into another round of rough kisses as you felt the tip of his cock brush against your clit. Taking his hand in yours, you intertwined your fingers with his, waiting.

Pain shot through you as he slid into you harshly with a single thrust. Pushing deeper, he used his strength until he was balls deep in just two. He filled you up so much, almost too much. Bitting your lip, you did your best to adjust to his size. But he didn't give you much of a chance to, as he pulled out entirely after only being inside for a few seconds. The empty feeling was more painful than the full. You throbbed, desperately needing him back.

Thankfully he didn't wait long before fulfilling this as he repeated himself multiple times. Your combined pants and moans filled the night air as he forcefully fucked you into oblivion. It didn't take much of this to cause your second high. Aggressively pounding into you again for the unknownth time, he hit that sweet spot. Your mouth fell open and you gripped some blades of grass next to you with your free hand.

"Th- there-" you managed.

Understanding, he didn't remove himself fully again, only doing so partially before angling himself to hit the same spot. He only did so twice before you came undone for the second time that night.

"Yixing!" You cried out too late.

You clenched around his cock, feeling it twitch inside you. He swore, arms becoming shaky and breath choppy, warning you right before he came. Hot strings of his cum shot through you, filled you up to the brim. Your combined wetness then spilled out of you onto your inner thighs and the grass. Pulling out completely, he flopped down onto the ground next to you, grinning and breathing heavily.

Reaching out to touch his face, he held your hand against it. Then he pulled you closer, kissing your swollen lips gently. Parting, he looked into your eyes and smiled. You still couldn't look at him in this way without blushing, but it didn't matter anymore. Taking you into his arms, he held you as exhaustion caught up with you. Not a word was said, but none had to be for you both to know the mutual happiness you felt.

.•°•. _ .•°•. _ .•°•. _ .•°•.

You awoke to the sun peaking over the eastern horizon, lighting up the nature around you. Laying on your side, you felt something warm pressed up against your back. Rolling over onto your other side, you winced at the prickling of the grass on your bare skin and the soreness between your legs. You saw it was your best friend's bare chest that had been pressed against your back. He appeared to be sleeping peacefully, slightly curled around your body.

Realization hit you as you remembered the events of last night. Eyes widening, you gasped and covered your face with your hands in embarrassment. Peaking through your fingers, you saw his eyes were now open, that same adorable grin plastered across his face.

"Morning honey." He stretched a bit before realizing where you both lay. "Oh god, did we fall asleep here?"

"Mhmhmm." You replied with a nod.

Sitting up, he grabbed his pants and pulled them on before standing. Offering you a hand, you accepted it and tried to use your legs. Immediately they buckled under you. No way were you walking to the tent.

"Whoa!" He exclaimed as he prevented you from falling. He then scooped you up from the ground and into his arms.

"What the hell have you done to me?" You playfully asked, poking his cheek.

"I'm so sorry." He replied in a serious tone.

"Hey!" You scolded, not meaning to make him feel bad. "I asked for it."

He side eyed you as he carried you into the tent, smirking slightly. "Yeah you did."

Setting you down on the floor, he laid down next to you, cuddling up to you again. A few soft words and kisses were exchanged as you drifted off to sleep together again. It looked like this was what the rest of your trip would consist of, and you'd be lying if you said the thought didn't please you.

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impaladolan · 4 years

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What if y/n tried to sneak out again and ends up opening a door and it’s literally a conference room and grays ins sitting head of the table and it’s filled w mafia men lmaooo and she’s just like oh sorry was looking for the bathroom which is an obvious lie cos girl has one in her room and she runs away and one of them catch her and take back to grays I mean does he punish her in front of the men girl that’s up to you but even if he doesn’t I feel like it’s like a lowkey funny concept like poor girl she just tryna escape hahaha

Anonymous said

i think it would be fun if y/n just constantly winds up him now in hopes he will get sick of her antics and just tell her everything hehe like maybe one day she steals his rolex, smashes all the plates lmaoo idk now that i type that out i feel like he won’t care and just spank her ass every time (which i highly doubt she’s gonna complain about lol)

Capture - Grayson Dolan [7/-]

summary: y/n has always been a curious women, but when she stumbles upon something she’s not supposed to.. things become too much to handle...

warnings: swearing & humiliation/degradation..

a/n: do y’all want to do tags @?? and also, thank you sweet anons for the prompts! love you all 💕

The events to which had pertained early this morning continuously played on a loop in your head. Rerun after rerun, and you never ran out of film. It really made you question your decision-making skills, or rather any of the skills and manners you have acquired in your short time of living. You couldn't help the "imbalance of homeostasis" moreover your impulsive, fluctuant feelings that would come over you like a rushing water at times. It really made everything a bit more difficult to understand. In shorter terms;

What the hell even happened?

You couldn't deny or even feel guilty for the wrongdoings of this morning, but nor could you exactly excuse them. Yes, it was a heat of the moment type of thing and you really should have expected him to come barging in like that, but it still had taken you off guard. Although, when you think back to what happened, you don't regret it.

You miss it.

You miss the way it felt, to be sat atop of him and needing for his scared touch. He was like a drug. An addictive, life sucking drug that wouldn't wash away from your mind. He was all you could think about.

He is all you can think about.

The wanting demand to know his name, the request to see his godawful handsome face, the aching of his touch. Everything about him was mysterious and daunting. He drew you in, like a magnet against steel. The burning desire you have for him doesn't make sense.

How could you be in love with someone you barely know? Someone who had taken you away from everything you've ever known. A man that knows the ins and outs of you, yet you couldn't even recognize his name?

It feels like a game. A stupid, twisted fucking game that you're bound to lose to.

Sighing to your intrusive thoughts, you blow a wavering piece of hair from your face. You were stuffed under the lengthy duvet and your eyes were directed at the spinning ceiling fan above. The industrial, artificial wind-making machine upwards reminded you of a similar one placed in your room at home. Of course, this one didn't have a squeak but it still made the pit of your stomach drop in an agony-filled remembrance of home. It feels like forever ago when you used to run every morning. The feel of the harsh wind against your cheeks and the subtle pumping of your heart was washed away with the same old gray walls that you were enclosed by every single waking moment.

The sudden thought of just that sparked energy within you.

You were pretty exhausted from prior events and you thought you’d be able to get a nap or two in. But your overthinking and legitimate thoughts clouded your head and you just couldn’t find a way to sleep properly. Although now, you were ready to explore.

Well, explore the kitchen.

The mere thought of a tall glass of iced water sounds satisfactory. Especially for your often dry throat. So, you hassled out of the flooding white covers and marched straight to the door, pulling down the only thing that covers you; a large white t-shirt— presumably his. The urge to soothe the parchedness that swirled within you only strengthened as you trekked past the door and into the ominous hallway. You werent for sure if he was home or not, but at this point it really didn't matter. You were thirsty and you were gonna do something about it, one way or another.

You retraced your steps from only a few days beforehand, when you had tried to escape, which had ended in complete failure. Thinking back to it, it surprises you that he actually knew you were in the walk-in pantry the entire time.

It seems like he knows just about everything.

Like you remembered, the hall opened up into a large, modern looking kitchen that could possibly sustain an expensive restaurant if it really had to. Before you could pause in absolute awe by just gaping at it, you get straight to work in finding a glass. You swung open most of the cabinet doors, opening to mainly spice racks and pots/pans that looked pricier than your own vehicle. You finally found something that could fit the desired contents and you went straight for the fridge. Just as quickly, you dip your cup in the little boxed formation and listen to the ice cubes soothingly fall. You didn't even worry about the deafening bangs of the cubes as they fell from the dispenser, or the crackling or the cool water slipping down and around their entirety.

God, it looks like heaven.

You bring the cylindrical shape up to your lips and let the freezing water slip down your tongue and throughout your body. It cured any and everything that seemed to be wrong, at least for the moment. You dont stop your drinking until the water is fully ingested and the ice begins to burn the tip of your nose. You place the glass carefully on the counter and deeply inhale, shutting your eyes for a brief moment to think.

You’re tired of staying in that room all damn day, and you need a change of scenery. You know there’s got to be way more in this house than just the couple rooms you’ve ventured in, and what’s the worst that could happen?

Aww, he spanks your ass again?

Like that would solve anything anyway. He should know by now that it affects you differently. He seems to know everything else about you. It’s actually really frustrating. For him to know all the details and you’re left in the weird gray area that’s clueless and dumb. It makes you so aggravated and angered, and you wanted to oh so bad, put your foot down in some way.

So, that’s what you’ll do.

A devilish grin comes across your face as you leave the kitchen, waltzing into the dining area with scouring eyes. What could you possibly do to make the “almighty capturer” upset? The first thing to come across your head was unorganization.

He seems like a perfectionist, someone who likes everything put in their exact places and to not be tampered with. You share that similar quality, but you aren’t an extremist like him.

You first lay your eyes on the dining room table, the centerpiece along with the runner looking a little too nice. With a sense of urgency, you decide sabotage. Firstly, you grab the extravagant-looking art sculpture and set it on the floor. After, you crumple the cloth underneath it. With an odd smirk, you pull out all the chairs in not so orderly fashion.

Wow, Y/N, you really did some damage..

Taking a couple steps back to look at the petty mess you've made, a chuckle erupts from your mouth and you sigh yet again. You shrug the simplicity away from your head and continue your walking. You come about a spiraling staircase and instantly begin to climb it, eager to see the upper floor’s decor. Your hand slides against the railing as you become steps closer to your desired destination, another chic and modern looking domain before your eyes. Unlike the downstairs, this room held a lot more art work and a certain professionality you couldn't begin to explain, but you continued to move forward. You approach another hallway, except this one withheld a deadend, large double doors that open outward. It somehow gained your attention and you couldn't help but want a quick look inside. Nothing was really stopping you and there are no signs of him around, so why not?

You didn’t really need an answer, you just went ahead and did what was on your mind. Exerting the small amount of force needed to push down the handles, you pull the doors open wide and focus your eyes on the room’s interior.

Men, sat all along a table that led all the way up to him.

Your eyes widen in immediate shock and your jaw drops open. All of their heads turn in the direction of a barely dressed girl standing in the doorway, disrupting the importance of a meeting with their leaders.

You.

Papers were strung all over the long piece of oak and there was bustling before you rudely interrupted their transactions and communicating, but you were too frozen to react or runaway.

“What the fuck are you doing up here, Y/N?” He said your name with such a deep and dark mannerism, it made your pussy throb unexpectedly. “I- Uhm, I.. Bathroom?” Words wouldn’t come out straight, no matter how hard you tried. You felt the stares of a million, but you could only focus your gaze on him.

And he looks furious.

What could you do to escape all of this? Well, running actually. You take off just as you see him get up from his seat. You speed back down the hallway you first walked down and curved through the different paths you had taken prior. The faint “go fucking get her” that spilled from his lips had made it to your ears and a certain fear ignited within you.

You could hear the footsteps behind you, but you didn’t stop. You were almost down the steps, until that menacing touch of someone grabbing you right before freedom— immersed around you. You knew it wasn’t his arms wrapped around you, but you didn’t dare look back to see whose it actually was. You wanted to cry, struggling to stay in his grasp as he lifted you back up and into the meeting room from whence you came.

“Let her down, Marc.” His wondrous voice filled your ears and you’ve never felt so secure yet troubled in your entire lifetime. The large arms unraveled from around you and you were softly placed on the ground. You didn’t dare to look up, but instead focus on the ground beneath you.

“Get your ass over here, slut.” His dark voice filled the quiet room, and your heart plummeted at the sound of such a slur. Sadly, you could only listen to him, so you walk carefully around the table, making your way to his perch. You weren’t even fully near him until his arm reached out and clutched your wrist, forcefully pulling you towards him. He roughly laid you over his lap, in front of everyone, and pulled up the bottom of your shirt, allowing every eye to see you lower half nakedness.

And just like the early morning prospects, an echoing slap to your ass filled the room’s silence. “This is what fucking happens, Y/N. When you disobey me.” You could tell his jaw was clenched and his face was red with anger by the way he was talking. Tears began to form in your eyes, but not from the pain, but from the embarrassment.

How’re you supposed to face all the people in this room, after getting an ass whooping for the second time today?

“Guess you don’t know how to fuckin’ listen well, do you Y/N?” He kept saying your name like it was some kind of extravaganza, which humiliated you all the more. You didn’t want everyone to know who you are, laid across a grown man’s lap and getting seriously aroused amidst people.

Out of the blue, he wraps his hand around the back of your neck to pull you back up to face him, a dark red spread across your cheeks. “Lucky I don’t make you suck my fuckin’ cock in front of all of ‘em. Then they’d know you aren’t such a bad little girl, wouldn’t they?” He whispers against your ear as he sets you on his knee, facing the direction of the stone cold men veering their eyes on everything but you— away from the awful scene.

You shake your head to his words, feeling his large hands linger under your shirt. “Don’t think so? Would that embarrass you, sweetheart? Cause I couldn’t give a less fuck about that right now.” His hands continue to travel upwards, wrapping around the both of your unclothed breasts, the thin shirt material not doing much justice.

“Please, no. I-I’ll do whatever you want, just please— not here.” With those words of plea, you cross your arms over his hands and train your eyes to the floor in humiliation.

“Get back to you room, and don’t leave it. You’re on thin fucking ice, princess.”

to be continued...

a/n: don’t ask me why, i really don’t know why he has such an affinity for spanking her 🤷‍♀️ and it’s also 1:00 am that I finally finished this.. procrastination at its finest..

#dolan twins #dt #dolan twins smut #grayson #ily #ethan dolan #ethan grant dolan #grant #grayson dolan #grayson dolan fanfic #capture #grayson dolan smut

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writefightandflightclub · 4 years

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Indivisible: Part 4

Poe Dameron x reader? Finn x reader? Finn x Poe?

Summary: Finn is your wonderful boyfriend, and Poe is your wonderful best friend. But when Poe begins to look at you differently, you wonder if there’s another way to arrange the pieces of your heart to make it whole.

Part one: here two: here three: here

Author’s note: THIS IS SO SOFT. Quick hit of fluff to round things off, everyone! Hope you’ve enjoyed this four-parter. I’d be very open to continuing with this trio, so let me know if you’d like to see / request any short “Indivisible” head canons, bonus blurbs or drabbles! I’ll get a masterlist up next so you can keep track.

Word count: 1.3k, sweeties.

Warnings: It’s fairly tame by my standards and more steamy and soft than anything, but it does foray into very brief, tasteful smut so therefore, 18+ ONLY, sorry!

GIF: I had to lol. by @lady--of--fandoms

The next morning, Poe lies sandwiched in-between you and Finn, your body tessellated against his back and Finn pressed against his front. Finn’s fingers rove lazily over Poe’s hair as you pepper soft kisses to the back of his neck, humming on to his soft skin where your lips land.

Poe deserves all the love in the world. It makes sense then that he gets double, you think to yourself.

Propped-up on his elbow, Finn whispers across to you, gazing down at Poe’s slumbering face. “He’s so kriffing pretty. That chin is just rude.”

You prop yourself up on to your elbow too, to get a better look at the sleeping pilot. Poe’s eyes are shut, the pretty brush of his eyelashes fanning over his cheeks. He is beautiful. He’s also very clearly awake, although he pretends to be otherwise, his full lips quirking up at the corners following Finn’s words.

“He sure is wonderfully proportioned.”, you whisper at Finn, knowingly. “Except for that big head of his.”

Poe stirs lightly at that, his face cracking into a wide, giveaway grin. Still, his smile subsides into a contented hum as your soft touches continue to move over him.

“Also, good job he’s sleeping, as it’s blissfully quiet without his incessant chat, don’tcha think?”, you continue in hushed tones, your shoulders shaking lightly with a fond chuckle as you rag him.

His grin only gets wider.

“Morning, Dameron.”, you greet in soft, soothing tones, pressing a kiss on to his hairline, your fingers trailing lovingly over the jut of his shoulder blade and along the contours of his side, reaching down to his hip before your fingers retrace their path again.

You’ve both let Poe rest all morning, as it’s fair to say what you and Finn put him through last night has him thoroughly spent.

Poe stretches lightly, and perts his ass into you as he arches his body, beginning the process of shrugging off sleep, though his eyes remain closed.

“Hmm. His ass is rude too.”, you snicker as it brushes up against you. “And he knows it.”

“Shush up. I’m sleepin’.”, he whispers in good-humoured warning. “And don’t wake me, ‘cause I’m having a real nice dream.”

Your lips curl into a smile too, as your fingers retrace down the pilot’s side, this time meeting Finn’s hand draped over Poe’s hip, softly caressing the flesh there. Your hand comes to rest on top of Finn’s where he languidly strokes his palm back and forth over the meat of him.

When your eyes land on Finn’s again you find them happy. Content. He looks as complete as you feel. The sparkle in his eyes is like Starshine against the backdrop of a dark sky.

You like that; Starshine, Moonshine, and Sunshine. You like that a lot.

You keep up the facade of whispering, even as Poe snuggles his arms and crown of curls into Finn’s chest and continues to push his butt back into your warm, spooning embrace, practically purring like a coddled kitten.

He’s a cute idiot, for sure.

“What do you think? Can we keep him, Finn?” You ask softly, not wanting to let go now that you have Poe next to you.

“Nuh-uh. This one?” Finn teases, with a light chuckle. He nods his head down at Poe. “He’s pretty, for sure, but he’s all drama. Who needs that noise?”. Finn’s broad smile spreads over his face, his bright eyes crinkling.

“You two suck at whispering.”, Poe chides, turning to lie on his back so that he could more easily see both of you - despite this, he keeps his eyes shut a few moments longer, as if he truly is afraid that the two of you are a dream which will vanish upon waking, leaving him alone.

“You didn’t seem to complain about us sucking last night.”, you tease.

Finn’s warm, open-mouthed laugh fills the room and the makeshift bed jitters along with him.

Poe finally peels open his umber eyes, smiling up at you both before he swivels his body around to face you specifically, an easy laugh filtering out of him, and his nose crinkling in the way you’ve always loved. And yet didn’t realise quite how much you loved.

Having Poe so close, in this context, is still entirely novel, and it takes you a moment to gather yourself and return his smile, especially as you feel the accopmanying press of him engorging against your hip. Apparently Poe Dameron doesn’t need caf to spring awake in the morning. Who knew?

“Damn, you’re gorgeous when you wake up.”, he says to you, desire pooling quickly in his eyes.

“Isn’t that right?” Finn agrees from behind Poe. Both their gazes converge hungrily on you, as if they’re jointly plotting something, and suddenly you are overcome with the intensity of it. Of their beauty. Of the depth of your feelings for them. Of your desire for them.

Poe half swivels again, propping himself up on both elbows, giving you an amazing view of his bare chest, that chain slung across it, as his head twists towards Finn. The pilot begins whispering a string of words into Finn’s ear, glancing back at you every now and again, each time with a little more heat in his stare. You could guess from the cheeky, devouring glint in Finn’s eyes precisely what they might be conspiring over. You.

Finn responds to Poe’s whispered words intermittently, every now and then saying how, yeah, he thinks you’d like “that”. Or how “that” is one of your favourite things. But Finn gives little away. Just enough to tease you with, each of them trailing their gaze over your form as if they want to eat you for breakfast.

“Not wanna include me in this plan?”, you ask, though you’re secretly enjoying being left entirely in the dark, your breathy voice already a dead giveaway of that.

“That would ruin the surprise, Sunshine.”. Poe’s voice is gruff when he responds, swivelling a final time and rolling himself entirely on top of you, his arms pushing his torso up but his hips dipping to meet yours. The sight and feel of him on top of you is something else. What’s more, he’s looking at you like he can’t quite believe he has you under him.

Poe bends at the elbow then to lazily kiss you, his tongue meticulously exploring your mouth until he has you riled up enough that you moan at the loss when he breaks for air. Until you feel more starved than when he had begun, lust begetting lust.

“Hmm, I want more moans like that from you, honey.”, Poe coos, his eyes flicking devilishly over to Finn at that moment. “What do you think, Finn? I’d say it’s someone else’s turn to be in the middle of the sandwich.”

“I like your thinking, Commander.” Finn agrees, and as they both converge on you you’re not quite sure what you’ve let yourself in for. But ohhh boyyy, you have a good feeling about it.

“Do your worst.”, you encourage, echoing Poe’s line from the evening before, with the full knowledge of how well things ended for him.

You welcome Poe with your whole body as he shifts to trail his tongue and his mouth all the way down your chest and stomach, until his lips come to settle on your arousal. You moan for him again, before he’s even done very much, but you almost lose it when he moves aside so that Finn’s lips can join him there too.

You buck your hips as a mess of sensations and textures greet you, from Poe’s harsh stubble and soft, loose curls to Finn’s smooth lips and tightly coiled raven hair brushing against your thighs and stomach. Then suddenly, everything is wet, winding tongues and lips, slippery and insistent, and your hips rising up to the sky as if you might reach lift-off without any ship.

As the sensations and their mouths and their moans flow over you, you think you must still be dreaming as well. But as the same time, you think you have never felt more awake to life than you do right now.

Things progress very pleasingly from there, and the three of you aren’t spotted around base all day, besides one singular, rumoured sighting of a particular Commander raiding the ration cupboard in his pyjamas. Word is, he cleared out all of the deserts and energy drinks - which he’d be made to pay for later, no doubt. It wasn’t as if the Resistance was flush with resources.

There’s also a rumour that the Commander’s seen collecting his flight suit holsters from his quarters, but few dare to talk about that too much for fear that they’ll invoke your wrath. You’re sort of terrifying, after all.

Safe to say, everyone on base has a pretty good idea what you’re all getting up to together. And if they don’t, Bb-8 does a grand job of warning people away from the rec room.

However, it doesn’t surprise anyone who hears the rumours that you all have enough love to go around. Sometimes, it is three thirds which make a whole. No matter the fractions, the love is no less complete.

Ever since you’d met, it was pretty clear the three of you were indivisible.

Together you are the moon, the sun, and the stars, and now that you have found each other, your love can only multiply from here, like the galaxy, expanding forever outward. Always creating more room for more love.

If anyone could believe that the galaxy has no limits, it’s for sure the three of you. The three people who charge through the skies and seek out the greater good. Who fight for it with all of their hearts, without restriction. Whose hearts keep growing and growing because they always let the good things in, even when darkness tries to shrink them. Love begets love, as well.

By the time you emerge from your rec room, Leia has already ordered someone to sort you out shared quarters, should you request it. And, unbeknownst to you all, the General has called “dibs” on officiating at the wedding, which she’s pretty sure is inevitable.

She doesn’t know for sure, of course. She simply has a good feeling. Now that she knows you’re together, something just clicks, and she can’t imagine the three of you being apart. She can’t remember that you ever were. No; you were simply planets in orbit, waiting for the moment of your convergence as you traversed your trajectories through space. And that moment is now.

The timing? It’s perfect.

You are indivisible; incapable of being divided.

Togetherness is all there is. Togetherness is what can save the galaxy, one heart at a time.

You know with certainty that you are his. And his. And that you all belong to each other.

THE END

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theoriginalladya · 4 years

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Types of kisses #50 for Kristopher x Kaidan. *Evil laugh*

from this list

On AO3 here

And you thought I couldn’t do it?! LOL You’re pushing me to tell their story beginning and end with little in between! ROFL Well, maybe not ... might have to extend it further ...

Under cut for length

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Nights are chilly this time of year, and Kaidan doesn’t usually spend much time outside after dark because of it. With a hint of snow in the air and the occasional gust that hits the corner of the front porch at just the right angle it feels like shards of ice piercing through clothing – even one of his mother’s thick, knitted sweaters – as well as skin, there’s nothing to recommend being out here.

Except that he is, and he doesn’t plan to head inside anytime soon.

It’s been weeks, months even, since finding Kristofer. The return to the orchard and his reunion with his family notwithstanding, his status since that time has been slow to improve. Kaidan is adamant not to push it – he wants Kris to remember what they had, if he can, and if not perhaps rekindle it in a new way, and that takes time, perhaps even starting all over again. It’s frustrating, to say the least, but he knows in the end it will be worth it – assuming, of course, Kristofer evolves in the same manner as before. But at this point in his life, Kaidan has nothing but time, much to the chagrin of the Council and Hackett. He has no compunction about retirement – he’s saved most of what he’s earned over the years, plus there’s the family orchard to fall back on, but there is no way he will leave Kris to go through this on his own, and that’s despite whatever happens to their relationship. And though Hackett assures him there are plenty of options that remain open to a man with his skills and talents, Kaidan is well aware he’s far too old to be running across battlefields. He is done; end of story. A new chapter to his life is open and it’s time to figure out what story is on the pages.

The flakes begin to drift lazily from the sky, looping and whirling as they descend. Smiling around the brim of his mug, Kaidan lifts it to his lips and takes a careful sip. The warmth of the coffee helps chase away the chill, though the caffeine is something he doesn’t need this late in the day. Still, sleeping has been a challenge with or without it, and he’d rather be warm out here now if he can. The disturbing dreams have nothing to do with the caffeine anyway.

A soft click behind him is the only warning that the door is opening, but Kaidan knows who it has to be. His shoulders tighten and he straightens. Some habits are hard to break now that he’s not in the Alliance.

“Am I intruding?”

Kaidan relaxes a tick. “No, of course not,” he replies, turning into a more open and welcoming stance. He leans his hip against the railing and gestures carefully with the mug, inviting Kristofer to join him. “Something on your mind?”

Kristofer eases out onto the porch slowly. His hip hasn’t quite healed yet since the corrective surgery Dr. Chakwas performed, but it is healing. The hitch in his step is less pronounced these days, too. Like Kaidan, he’s dressed warmly to ward off the chill in the air, a heavy leather bomber jacket over another of his mother’s creations, a thick cream colored turtleneck covered in cable stitches. Kaidan has no idea what kind of magic it takes to turn yarn into such creations, but he appreciates the results. He’s always thought his husband was good looking; tonight, even more so.

Kristofer leans forward and rests his hands along the top of the railing as he steps next to Kaidan. Slowly, he inhales deeply and he turns his face to the sky. “It’s so different to see it from here,” he murmurs after a minute or two.

Kaidan’s gaze follows his line of sight. “The stars?”

Kris nods. His dark hair is longer than Kaidan’s used to and it’s curling slightly at the ends. A gentle breeze flicks at it and a few snowflakes land briefly before melting away. “I grew up out … there,” he gestures towards the sky with his hand. “Stars, planets, galaxies … they were my neighbors. Down here, it feels a bit …” He shakes his head. “I don’t know. Too open?”

Kaidan chuckles and smiles at him. “Well, if you’re looking for that closed in feeling, we could always go stay at the apartment in Vancouver.”

A half-smile steals across Kristofer’s lips as his head lowers and stares at his hands. “Oh, this is fine. I’m not complaining, I promise.” The smile widens. “It’s incredible out here.”

Kaidan turns to adopt a similar pose. “It was a nice place to grow up when I was younger,” he agrees, taking a sip of his coffee. “Though it never seemed this cold.”

“Mmm.” Kristofer chuckles softly. He then nods ahead of them. “That lake out beyond the barn?”

“Yeah?”

“Is that where you used to skate?”

Kaidan stiffens, the mug halfway to his lips again. Skate … Coffee forgotten, his gaze darts over to stare at Kris. Do you remember? Hope bubbles in his chest so fast and furious, it aches. “Dad would help ice it over for me every year,” he replies when he trusts his voice to remain steady. “Spent more time out there than studying, much to Mom’s changrin.” Kristofer chuckles then meets his gaze.

That is when Kaidan notices the difference. The look, the knowing in his eyes. His breath catches and it’s all he can do to set the mug down on the railing without tipping it over. “Kris …?”

Kristofer folds his arms across his chest as he faces Kaidan. “As I recall, you said something about being this hotshot hockey player – right winger, wasn’t it? – who ended up black and blue all the time but decided it matched the blue and white of your uniform?”

Kaidan’s eyes widen further. He remembers that discussion, way back in their SR1 days. The two of them, plus Williams and Garrus. He spent more time trying to explain the basics of hockey to the turian than he did telling his story. “I …”

Kris leans back against one of the support posts, but never breaks eye contact. “What about that tree you climbed when you were ten? The one where you said you could see the stars so close –.”

“– that it felt like being in high atmo,” Kaidan finishes. He runs his hands over his face. “You … How much do you remember?”

Straightening, Kris steps closer. “Most of it,” he admits. He reaches for Kaidan’s hand, the one where their rings should be, but neither is wearing. “I was washing the dishes and I got distracted.” He turns his hand so Kaidan can see it; an angry red welt running down the meaty pad of his index finger. It’s less than an inch long.

Kaidan flinches, but immediately reaches starts to examine it. Kristofer doesn’t resist. Already, Kaidan sees the tell-tale signs of healing thanks to the cybernetic implants Cerberus used when bringing Kris back to life. It doesn’t take long to realize he’s going to be just fine … but Kaidan also doesn’t release his hold. “Must’ve been one hell of a distraction,” he jests.

A smirk creeps across Kristofer’s lips as in a deliberately slow movement he eyes Kaidan from head to foot and back again. “You could say that.” He curls his fingers around Kaidan’s and tugs him closer until there’s only a couple of inches between them. “Can you ever forgive me?” he asks softly.

Kaidan frowns. “For what? Forgetting? Having amnesia?”

Kris shakes his head. “For sending you off the field in London.”

Groaning, Kaidan wraps his arms around him and pulls him the rest of the way in before touching his forehead with his own. “I’ll admit, I didn’t like it,” he murmurs, “but I understood why you did it.”

Kris slides his arms up around Kaidan’s shoulders, leaning into the touch, eyes closing partway, shoulders relaxing more than they have in a long time. His fingers toy with Kaidan’s hair, moving carefully when he nears the implant at the base of his neck. “I didn’t want to,” he admits, “but to take you any further … you would have died, you know that, right?”

Kaidan sighs, but responds with just a hint of movement of his head. “I do.”

“I needed to know one of us would live.”

Kaidan huff softly as he turns his head just enough so he can nuzzle his nose along the side of Kris’s. “And now we both have.”

Kristofer’s smile is as bright as the scattered moonlight peeking through the storm clouds above. He presses a light kiss across Kaidan’s lips. It’s quick and easy, and he pulls away almost as soon as he arrives, but as Kaidan opens his mouth to protest, Kris follows it with another on the edge of his jaw. Then another a fraction lower. Then lower. And lower. Eventually, he reaches the edge of the collar of Kaidan’s sweater and hovers there, right next to his Adam’s apple.

Kaidan, overwhelmed by the unexpected rush of affection, tightens his arms around Kris and swallows tightly. Kris laughs softly, plants another kiss, then retraces his path back up to Kaidan’s lips again. When he arrives, he slides his hands around to cradle Kaidan’s face, their eyes meeting once more. “Hello there, handsome,” he murmurs. “Nice to see you again after so long …”

#Kissing prompts #ladya writes #Kristofer Shepard #mshenko #post war #thank you for the prompt!!!#mallaidhsomo

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silhouetted-beauty · 6 years

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“Stole” - Part 4

Genre: Angst and Smut

Word Count: 9.4K (9,449)

A/N: Here’s another chapter… delivered on time (thank goodness! lol). Anyways, Happy Readings!^^

Theme Song for the Chapter: “Haley Smalls- Ocean Floor”, “G.Soul- Bad Habit”

You turned over in your sleep, reaching out to touch the warm body you fell asleep against. Your hand felt nothing but a cold empty space on the mattress. Your eyebrows furrowed and your eyes remained shut and your hand searched the bed further. Nobody was there.

Leaping up from your pillow to look around, your thoughts were confirmed. Jungkook wasn’t there in bed. It was strange seeing how his clothes were still on your floor. Your bedroom door was open but all the lights in the apartment were still off. Not a single noise was made from any room. A chill sudden went through you as an eerie feeling took over.

You climbed out of bed, putting on the first article of clothing in your reach, which happened to be Jungkook’s shirt. Realizing that you didn’t have your firearm, you had no choice but to grab the next best thing: a baseball bat. You slowly walked out of your bedroom, clutching the bat with both hands ready to swing on whoever came into sight. Right away, you could see figures standing in your living room. You reached for the switch and received the shock of your life. The every officer on the case was in the apartment. All of their guns were drawn and aimed in your direction, all except Chief Ogum. His gun was aimed at the head of the very man that disappeared from your bedroom. Jungkook was forced down on his knees and his hands handcuffed behind his back. He had been in that position since he left the room to get a glass of water.

You swallowed hard at the reality you faced. Everyone, including Namjoon, looked pissed beyond words.

“One of our very own betrayed us for the Serpent.” Chief Ogum spoke out. “Betrayal against the oath you took is now punishable by death.” All of the other officers fired their weapons at once, blinding you by the light.

The bright light of the sun and the birds chirping outside of your window was what initially woke you up. Quickly opening your eyes and turning over, you woke the following morning to an empty bed. Jungkook wasn’t there. What if he is in trouble? What if someone knows who he is and captured him? You weren’t sure why but your heart was racing in a panic. You threw on your housecoat and went to search your apartment and just like you figured, Jungkook was long gone. As you walked past your living room table, something caught your eye. The ruby was lying there alongside a note.

Y/n,

You win for now but don’t think because you know who I am that I will quit what I’m doing. You’ll just have to try and stop me like your job trains you to do.

-JK

You looked at the jewel in your hand before looking back at the note. A smile slowly spread across your face at his actions and words. You crushed the note against your chest as you took a deep breath. ‘That boy was unbelievable,’ you thought. Your stomach jumped at the thought of the two of you in bed last night. The way he fucked you was mouth watering delicious and you planned on dealing with him later. For now, you focused on setting the recorded straight. You weren’t at fault for anything except for doing your job and you refused to allow them to think any different.

After cleaning up, you showered, dressed, and headed to the precinct. You looked over at the ruby in the clear plastic bag in the passenger seat, biting your lip as you tried to think of what to say. You knew you had to carefully pick and choose your wording. If anyone found out that you were involved with the Silver Serpent, getting suspended would become the least of your problems.

Once finding a spot in the lot, you climbed out of your car and headed inside. You didn’t waste time stopping by your desk. Instead, you walked straight over to Chief Ogum’s door and knocked. You could hear voices inside but waited until you him tell you to come in. Lieutenant Yon was the first face you recognized, followed by the chief.

“What are you doing here, y/l/n? You are suspended until your actions last night are evaluated.” Lieutenant Yon stated but you ignored him, turning your attention only to Chief Ogum.

“Sir, I just wanted to apologize for my actions and explain myself.”

“It’s too late! Your actions cause The Serpent to escape yet again! If you’re not serious about your job then maybe we should place you somewhere where you are capable of handling a task.” He continued but you remained determined.

“Sir, I take my job very seriously despite what it looks like. Catching The Serpent means the world to me and I promise you that I am dedicated to this case. Although I should have been following orders, I had set a plan to catch The Serpent. I was tired of seeing him get the upper hand and get away with another treasure that did not belong to him.” Just to ease their egos, you added. “I wanted to get justice for the precinct. He wasn’t going to continue making us look like a fool.”

Chief Ogum cleared his throat before speaking. “Even so, your behavior only delayed the capture of The Serpent. We don’t have him and he managed to steal yet another relic.”

“No, sir. He didn’t.” You stated confidently. Both of them looked at you confusingly until you pulled out the ruby. Their eyes widen and neither one of them could believe what they were looking at. Chief Ogum stood, holding his hand out for the item. Lieutenant Yon, however, remained silent. You didn’t have to look at him to know that his eyes were on you. You could feel the heat from his gaze on your body. Walking closer to the desk, you placed the bag in his hand.

“Is this the...” Chief Ogum said in shock, carefully examining it.

“Yes, sir. This was the ruby that was hidden away. The one he tried to steal.” You stated.

“How did you get it back?”

“I stopped by the exhibition hall and retraced my steps, hoping to find any little clue left by The Serpent but I found this instead. It was outside in the grass, I guess he dropped it trying to escape.”

Chief Ogum looked up at you and held out his hand for you to shake. You eagerly did with a smile on your face. This moment only fueled the hunger inside of you to catch The Serpent. ‘But Jungkook...’ your mind tried to scream out but you ignored it.

“This is amazing, officer! We need more work like this from you, can you deliver?”

“Absolutely, sir! I’m willing to do whatever it takes.”

He smiled and nodded his head. “That’s what I liked to hear. I would like you to wait outside my office for the time being.”

“Yes, sir.”

You politely bowed to both of them before walking out of the room and shutting the door behind you. You leaned against the nearest wall and bit your lip in an excited yet subtle squeal. It felt like a dream. Chief Ogum shaking your hand, complementing your dedication and abilities. You close your eyes momentarily to think it over. If Jungkook hadn’t given it back to you, you would have still been suspended until they decided when. You really owed him for doing this. ‘And how were you going to repay him, huh? Maybe a thank you card, a gift, or the good ole shackles across the wrist?!’ You mind retaliated but you once again ignored it. Your attention was pulled towards the door as it opened. Lieutenant Yon exited first, followed by Chief Ogum. He held out his arm to guide you in front of him as the three of you walked. It wasn’t long before you stood before all the officers in the precinct.

“Can I have everyone’s attention, please?!” Chief Ogum stated, watching as everyone’s eyes were pulled to him. “After the incident last night, I know we were left looking like the fool but I’m here to tell you that for once, we’ve got the upper hand.” He turned to look at you. “Because of this brave officer standing before me, we have retained the ruby The Serpent tried to take. He only managed to get away empty handed. This is the turning point for us. Sometimes doing the right thing means to take matters into our own hands. If we all give our best work, then he will continue to make mistakes until he lands inside a cell.”

Chief Ogum gave you final pat on the back, handing you your badge and gun before walking off. Lieutenant Yon also congratulated you but you could sense a hint of bitterness in his tone. Possibly because you showed him up in the Chief’s office. Once they were gone, one by one you were greeted and complemented by every officer in the precinct. Some just said a simple “good job” or “nice work”, while some wanted to hear what happened in full detail. They took this small victory as a reason to celebrate. Everyone cheered and to say they were in a good mood would be putting it lightly.

Seeing how you were getting the recognition that you should have been receiving from the beginning, felt as if you were on top of the world. Now all you had to do was stop Jungkook from stealing all together instead of easily handing you the item out of sympathy. You would have to think of new ways of getting him to surrender without letting on your relations with him.

“Hey, do you want to get lunch?” Namjoon asked you.

“Actually, I was planning on staying inside to get a little work done.”

“No problem, I’ll just catch you another day.” He gave your shoulders a soft squeeze before walking away. “Oh and congrats on getting the gem back. No matter what anyone says, you did your job.”

You smiled. “Thanks, Namjoon. I appreciated that.”

He left you to yourself and the commotion from everyone’s excitement had died down. You sat at your desk, typing away at your computer when a picture was dropped in front of your view. You took one look at it and your heart began to quicken in your chest.

“Jeon Jungkook.” Wonsik stated, pulling a chair over and taking a seat. You remained calm, hoping that this had nothing to do with The Serpent. That’s how people usually gotten busted, panicking and saying more than they should.

“What about him, Wonsik?”

“You know what.” He leaned in closer. “This is the guy you’re seeing. I saw him leaving your apartment early this morning.”

“Why are you keeping track of me by watching people’s goings and comings? Are you serious?”

“No, y/n, are you serious? You and I both know you can do better than this. I mean, he’s just a college kid. What could he offer you?” He chuckled.

“Clearly more than you ever could.” You retaliated.

“I seriously doubt that, sweetheart. I did some research on your little friend and even with the two jobs he has, I’m positive you make more money than him.” Wonsik obnoxiously laughed out, raising his voice in an effort to gain attention to himself. You, however, rolled your eyes in annoyance. When he settled down, he leaned in closer. “If this is an attempt to make me jealous, you’ll have to try harder, sweetheart.”

“You know, I can’t seem to understand how you can manage to bend over and kiss your own ass every day.” You stated sarcastically.

“With practice,” he winked at you. “If you want, I can kiss your ass. I mean, I’ve done it so many times before.”

“Well, from here on out, you’re exempt from doing so. Jungkook already takes care of that. Thanks for the offer, though.”

“Careful, y/n... we wouldn’t want something to happen to your boyfriend. He’s already walking on thin ice for sticking his dick where it doesn’t belong.”

You turned around to face him in anger. “Who I sleep with has nothing to do with you.”

“I’ll just let you believe that.” He stated, standing up tall to walk away. “Give my regards to the college student. Oh and y/n, I’ll be keeping a close eye on both of you... just for safety reasons.”

“I believe that you are out of your mind. You don’t own me or can dictate who enters and exits my life. It’s MY life and what I do with it isn’t any business of yours.” It was pissing you off that Wonsik managed to stay so calm after his threatening manner. Once again you began to regret ever fucking him. If you had known he was going to be this clingy and possessive than you would have never looked in his direction.

“That’s where you’re wrong. Now that I know what you have to offer, I’m not willing to let go of you so easily. Have a good day.”

Wonsik walked away and it took everything in you not to flip him off. Who the hell did he think he was? You didn’t know but you were willing to remind him to keep him in place and out of your life.

~~~

You let out a yawn as the clock hit half past six. You had been working on a report and just finished it up before you decided to call it a day and started packing to go. Before you headed home, you’d always made a stop at the gym first but this time, you chose to head to a different location when you left the precinct.

You pulled into the computer store parking lot and got out of your car. You didn’t know Jungkook’s schedule and wasn’t even sure if he was working there today but since you were right outside, you might as well see. You had a little over two before it closed and you figured that would be more than enough time to confront the so-called Serpent.

Walking inside, the place was almost empty with the exception of the few people you could hear in the cafe. Looking around, you easily spotted a familiar face that could help you.

“Good evening, Kyongsu.” He looked shocked to see you, probably didn’t think you would remember his name. “I was wondering if Jungkook was working today.”

Kyongsu let out a sigh and called for him in his headset. “Jungkook, you have a customer.” He then turned his attention to you. “He’s up in the cafe and should be down shortly.”

“Thank you, I appreciate it.” You said with a smile.

“No need to thank me, I’m use to it. You wouldn’t be the first that came back to “see” him after he fixed your computer.” From the tone of his voice and the intent behind it, you could easily tell that there were ill feelings.

“What exactly do you mean?” You asked, meeting his serious attitude with one of your own.

“Let’s just say that Jungkook is very popular amongst our female customers. They come here and loiter around, if they’re not getting help, hoping to see and talk to him. He acts like a knight in shining armor coming to save the day, or should I say, their computer. After that one time of meeting him, the women just flock back to the store. Some that just want to thank him a second time by bringing gifts and then you have others that have a more explicit way of showing their gratitude.”

Your eyebrow raised in the air with slight annoyance. “What makes you think I’m the same?”

Kyongsu just shrugged. “You asked to see Jungkook, what else could you be here for without a computer?”

Before you could answer, your thoughts became interrupted by loud laughing. Both of you turned to see Jungkook coming down the stairs with a woman holding onto his arm. She leaned into him as they shared a laugh and you could tell she didn’t want to let go. You looked on, somewhat astounded at her attire than her behavior. She looked like she was ready for bed, dressed in a short silk gown and heels. Highly inappropriate for someone who looked to be in their late forties.

When his eyes landed on you, his dark irises seemed to stare deep into your soul and the corner of his lips curled up into a smirk. You, however, remained straight-faced for no particular reason. It remained that way until they made it to the front desk.

“Hey, Kyongsu, could you do me a favor?” Jungkook asked. “Could you finish helping Ms. Tokko while I tend to Ms. y/l/n?”

“But Jungkook dear, I thought you were helping me out?” She whined, tugging on his arm. “Once I leave, I’ll have to return right away. My husband is no good at gadgets like this.”

“My good friend, Kyongsu will take good care of you, I promise.” He led her to the desk, leaving her there with Kyongsu while he led you to the side and out of earshot of the others.

“Thanks again, Kyongsu. It was nice talking with you.” You called out while walking away. He simply nodded before turning his attention to Ms. Tokko.

“Did you really enjoy your talk with him?” Jungkook asked wiggling his eyebrows in the air.

“I did, it was rather informing actually.”

“Let me guess... ‘Jungkook is a womanizer. Jungkook is a tool. All the woman are here to throw their panties at him’.”

“Wow, someone is speaking very highly of them self.” You teased. “For you to know, must mean that some of it is true.”

Jungkook scoffed. “Don’t make me laugh. I know because a customer told me he said it.”

“A female customer, you mean.” You egged on causing him to roll his eyes.

“Are you jealous that it was?”

“I assure you that is hardly the case.”

“If you say so but anyways, I don’t fault him, though. It’s hard to get work done when customers are here with ulterior motives and also when his skills are overlooked. He takes his job very seriously.”

“I can see that...” you said glancing back at Kyongsu.

“So besides being a bother, what else are you here for?” You pulled out the note that he’d left you that morning. Jungkook smiled as he took the letter from you. “I take it you’re here to thank me for saving your ass. Did Lieutenant Yon and all the other pathetic officers kiss your feet today?”

“Somewhat.”

“Then what did you want from me?” Jungkook asked, handing you back the note.

“Why did you do it?” Your curiosity was killing you and you had to know.

“Do you really want to know?” You nodded but Jungkook didn’t answer.

He watched and waved to Ms. Tokko as Kyongsu walked her to the door. It was then, while the coast was clear, that he grabbed your hand and led you behind the counter and into the employees’s bathroom. The moment the door closed, your back was thrown against it as he locked the door. He pulled your body to him as your lips met in a steamy kiss that consisted of lips, teeth, and tongue. His hands pulled your pencil skirt up your thighs, over your ass, resting at you waist. Your panties came down almost instantly, dropping to your ankles. His fingers teased your entrance, gathering the wetness you didn’t know had formed. He rubbed your clit, pinching the small nub between his thumb and index finger. Your hips twitched at the feeling, wanting to feel more that you let out a moan into his mouth.

Jungkook was the first to break away, smiling at your inpatient state. He moved to whispered into your ear. “This is why. If you lost your job, who would I look forward to challenging every time I steal? Even now...” he let his index finger penetrate your pussy before adding the middle. Your head fell back against the door while your hand held his wrist. “When we are together intimately, you make my insides burn with excitement when you fight for control.”

You couldn’t respond, at least not without moaning. His fingers felt so good that you almost forgot that you were at his job.

“Fuck, y/n... you’re so fucking wet. I just want to fuck your bad ass right now.” His fingers slowly withdrew just as you were getting into it. “Unfortunately, I’m still on the clock so you’ll have to wait until later.”

Seeing the look of pleasure turn into anger on your face was definitely worth it. He sucked your juices off of his fingers as he kneeled to retrieve your panties, hiding them in his pocket.

“In this case, I guess you can say what Kyongsu said about me is true.” Jungkook stated sarcastically.

“That’s bullshit!” You replied irritatedly, pulling down your skirt. You couldn’t believe that he left you high and dry. You weren’t even thinking about sex until he pulled you into the room. Now you had to go home pantyless and dripping wet. “I didn’t initiate this so no, it doesn’t apply to our situation.”

“But it does actually. I’ve never slept with any other customer besides you.”

You took a look down at the crotch of his pants and noticed a rather large bulge there. “Well it’s too bad that you’re invested into your job at the moment and have to work in that condition until closing.” You pointed at his dick before opening the door to walk out. “Have a good evening, Mr. Jeon.”

The moment the door closed, Jungkook leaned against a nearby wall, smiling to himself. “Come on, Jungkook, get it together. His head lifted to look at the ceiling lights before scoffing. “What’s she doing to me?”

~~~~~

Later on that night, Jungkook sat with his back against your headboard, staring off in thought. Your head rested on his upper abdomen, drawing on his skin with your finger. Both of you were naked but the blanket cut off your lower bodies from view. Neither one of you said a word as you took in each other’s company and a breather from sex.

It was less than thirty minutes ago and you were barely stepping out of the shower when there was a knock at your door. Not thinking anything of it, you go to answer it only to find Jungkook waiting on the other side. The moment the door opened and you came into view; he snatched the towel from your body, picked you up, kicking shut the front door behind him, and carried you into your bedroom. You barely had time to react when he tossed you on the bed and immediately buried his head between your legs. He made you cum twice causing you to call a truce but Jungkook wasn’t having it. He quickly undressed, flipping you over on your stomach, and held your hips down as he fucked you into the mattress. When he had enough of that position, he flipped you over on your back so he could watch your facial expressions. He then pulled you onto his lap, thrusting his cock deep into your pussy making you cum back to back while he unloaded his cum deep in your walls.

You both fell to the bed to catch your breaths but it wasn’t long before you were both up and in the shower to clean off the scent of your love making. Once there, you thought now would be the perfect time to get Jungkook back for what he had done. Turning around to face him, you poured body wash over his chest and stomach watching his eyes light up in surprise. Your hands rubbed the thick liquid over his skin, working their way further down until you reached his groin. You took his cock in your hand, slowly stroking and watching it grow to full size. Letting the water rinse away the soap and suds from his body, you kneeled in front of him. You watched as Jungkook held on to the wall for support as you damn near devoured his cock. His grip on your wet hair and calls to your name only made your desires for him even stronger. Revenge tasted so good and you weren’t stopping until he came in your mouth. Just like before, he tried to move your head away but you remained glued in place. The sounds he released when cumming was entirely worth it that you almost came with him. But surprisingly, Jungkook’s cock was still hard. He pulled you to your feet and lifted you in the air to wrap your legs around his waist. Your back hit the cool yet steamed glass shower door. He thought with you in the air that he was in charge but he was sadly mistaken. The moment his cock invaded your walls, you controlled him by the movement of your hips. This became the second time you had him in the palm of your hand and loved it. Finally after draining each other to exhaustion, you both washed again and went to rest in your bed, letting your bodies’ air dry.

You let out a deep sigh, resting your hand on his stomach. Today’s events played over in your head. “You know, Wonsik said that he’d be watching us more closely. You might want to be more careful.”

Jungkook yawned, scratching his head nonchalantly. “I’m not worried about him. What could Detective Kim Wonsik do now that he hasn’t done in the past? The guy’s a nobody.”

You shrugged, not wanting to let Wonsik’s words get to you. He was acting out of jealousy, plain and simple, but still... something was nagging at you about this situation.

~~~~~

Within the course of four months, you and Jungkook grew even closer and in every way. He continued to dress as the Silver Serpent and steal and you were right behind him, still working to catch him. The situation quickly became a cat and mouse game to which you both enjoyed. Like usual, Jungkook did his research, scouted, and planned each heist before executing. Majority of the time at his dorm and sometimes at your place. Both of you had your computers open, face glued to the monitor, typing away at the keyboard but for two different reasons. When he looked up a way to steal the artifacts, you were trying to figure out a way to stop him.

Chief Ogum ordered Lieutenant Yon to place you back on the team and at a higher position than before. It was as if you were a detective without the official title which only increased your hunger for the promotion. You were given tasks to track the Serpent directly which wasn’t hard, considering he was lying in your bed some nights. But it was also easier said than done. Every time you tried to get information out of Jungkook, he’d either change the subject or distract you with sex. He was definitely playing hard to get and making sure you worked hard to catch him.

Even as the Serpent, you could tell he showed off a lot more, especially if you were around. During the robberies when you had a few seconds alone, he’d whispered teasing words to you before leaving and before other officers joined your side. You were so caught up in the thrill of the chase and having Jungkook come back to your apartment, that you didn’t notice your work ethics beginning to change. There were several times where you could have really captured Jungkook if you wanted to but you let him escape, giving a half ass apology to Lieutenant Yon each time. The job felt different, life felt different. You’d never felt so compelled to work yet so alive at the same time. Times were changing and that was something nobody could ignore.

~~~~~

“Are you sure your roommate wouldn’t mind?” You asked Jungkook, watching as he entered the key code.

“If I know Tae, he’ll be dying to meet you.” He smirked, casting a glance in your direction.

“And why is that?” Your eyebrow high in the air.

“Let’s just say he’s a big fan of the Serpent.”

You crossed your arms in a huff. “Why am I not surprised. It would make since that your roommate would be a fanatic, seeing that you’re a fan of your own work. But why would he be so happy to meet me?”

Jungkook opened the door, holding it for you to walk in. “He saw you on the news and feels that you are a worthy opponent of the Serpent. After getting to know you myself, I happen to agree.”

Walking further inside, both of you took notice of the empty room. Taehyung wasn’t there but that didn’t stop you from continuing the conversation.

“Something tells me that he doesn’t know that you’re the Serpent. Why is that?” You asked as you looked around the room. When you didn’t hear a response, your eyes quickly located him only to find his eyes already on you. The side of his mouth curled up into a smirk as if he knew something you didn’t.

“I have something I want to show you.” He walked into his bedroom, leaving you behind. “Come on.”

When you arrived by his door, Jungkook was pulling a box out of the closet. You walked closer, taking the box he handed to you. Opening it, you eyes widen at the sight. You held the very being of the Silver Serpent in your hands: his outfit. Just like you concluded from the first time encountering him, his clothing had a pattern on it, a barely visible silver reptile pattern. Jungkook watched as you took his mask in your hand, feeling the fabric of the material. He knew that these small moments may have seemed pointless to someone else but to you, they were answers to your questions, the satisfaction to your curiosity. Especially since you spend majority of your police career hunting him down.

You place the mask back in the box and shuffled around his body suit. When you moved a certain part, you almost dropped the box. You took an inhale of breath, your eyes running along every colorful jewel, every design, even the gold encrusted band that held it all together.

“Is this the-“

“The one and only.” Jungkook finished, walking closer. “I thought you’d want to see it up close and personal for yourself.”

You looked at the beautiful necklace. The same necklace that you spent all night guarding only for it to be stolen. “The Deep Sea” necklace. Now that you were seeing it with your own eyes, touching it with your own fingers, you were really enamored. All of the pictures did not gave this beauty justice.

You found yourself getting lost in the design of this ancient treasure. It was said that the man who crafted it, did it out love for a woman as a way to win her heart. He spent every last cent of his money on creating the necklace to complement her beauty. The woman ended up dying shortly after the piece of jewelry was completed, never aware of influence she had on the man. He died a year later and the necklace went from becoming the most exquisite art of its time, to a relic of evil. Many people died and killed over this necklace just to possess it and now the very same necklace, you held in your hands.

Jungkook smiled, now standing behind you. “This is the reason why I chose to steal it. It has the power to entrance everyone, even someone as intelligent and beautiful as yourself.” Your eyes closed as he placed light kisses on the back of your neck. “If you want, I can put it on you.” Jungkook offered.

You turned your head to stare at him. His eyes held a more serious expression than it did playful. The two of you continued to look at each other but you were the first to break eye contact.

“I think it looks better in the box.” You stated, putting it back in place and closing the lid.

You turned around to face him, handing him the box to put away but Jungkook simply held onto the other side, just like you did. Without much effort, you found your lips attached to his in a soft but passionate kiss. Jungkook held the box in one hand, moving it to the side to close the gap between you both. His other hand held the side of your face, keeping you in place while your hands held on to his waist. Neither one of you wanted to break away from each other but the opening and closing of a door, gave you no choice.

“Yo, Jungkookie! Are you here?” Taehyung called as he entered the dorm. Both of you quickly broke away to make it seem as though a simple chat was going on. Taehyung came into view seconds later. “I was thinking... Oh! Sorry, I didn’t know you had company.”

“It’s okay. We were just talking.” Jungkook stated, putting the box away. Since he became preoccupied, you took it upon yourself to make an introduction.

You held out your hand for him to shake. “Hi, I’m y/n.”

“Taehyung.” He replied, shaking your hand. You could tell that he was hiding his true emotions and possibly what he really wanted to say behind his constant lip biting. If you had to guess, you figured that he wanted to ask why you were there as well as information on the Serpent.

By now, Jungkook had his suit and necklace hidden away and joined in. “So what’s up?”

“I thought maybe you wanted to go to an art gallery. It was the same gallery that the Serpent stole from and it turns out, it’s the same artist. He created a new painting dedicated to the Serpent. Then I figured we could get a bit to eat.”

Your eyes briefly locked with Jungkook’s before you took the chance to make an exit. “Well I’d better let you guys get going.” You walked to the door only to hear Taehyung call after you.

“You could come too, y/n. I’d like to hear your thoughts on the matter.”

“Thanks for the offer but I’ll take the invite another time. Besides, I don’t want to interrupt a guy’s night out.” You offered him a smiled before addressing the thief in particular. “Goodbye, Jungkook.”

He waved and both of them remained still, quietly listening as you left dorm. The moment the door closed, Taehyung unloaded all of his excitement on Jungkook, wrestling him to the bed.

“You’re an even bigger sly dog that I thought!” He laughed.

“What are you talking about?” Jungkook joined him.

“You’re using y/n to extract information on the Serpent and to get closer to him.” Taehyung smirked, raising an eyebrow in victory for figuring it out. “When did you guys meet? How long have you been talking to her? And what’s she doing here?”

Jungkook continued to laugh, pushing Taehyung off of him to sit up. “Alright, I’ll tell you.” Taehyung sat up too, listening intently as to not miss a word. “We ran into each other not too long ago. She came into the computer store needing help, I apologize for running her over, we talked it out, and now we’re just friends. That’s it.”

Taehyung didn’t believe a single word and it showed on his face. “And ‘that’s it’, huh? You never asked her about the Serpent? Not even once?”

Jungkook shrugged. “Okay so maybe I asked when we met at the computer store.”

“And?!...” He egged on, on the verge of losing his patience. Jungkook had all the answers yet he was unwilling to share and the thought was driving Taehyung insane. The suspense was killing him and he needed to know.

“She has a big file on the Silver Serpent but I didn’t see much. Instead, I tested her about the Serpent stealing that necklace.”

“Why’d you do that?”

“Well you did say that she was the perfect competitor for the Serpent, I just wanted to see if it was true.”

“And is she?”

Jungkook smiled, getting up to leave the room. “I think the all great Silver Serpent can handle Officer y/l/n.”

~~~~~

-TWO WEEKS LATER-

You sat your desk, your eyes glued to the computer monitor. Although you’ve been still seeing Jungkook regularly, the Silver Serpent has been dormant. With him not around stealing, your commanders weren’t in a rush to catch him. Instead, Lieutenant Yon focused on written reports on the Serpent, just in case there was an audit. Majority of which, you had to type.

You sighed, rolling your neck and popping your fingers. You had been sitting at your desk since six-thirty that morning. It seemed as though time had slowed to a stop and you hoped something more pressing called you away from boredom. A couple times, you had gone to Namjoon to pass the time until he was called away to something more important. You avoid going to Lieutenant Yon when you finished report after report. He did nothing but repeatedly give you more paperwork to do and send you back to your desk. It’s funny how everything falls back on you with the Serpent case but you were still ranked as an deputy.

You groaned out, slumping your body forward. If only someone robbed a bank, you’d be outside instead of spending all day inside the precinct.

“Do you just get paid to daydream all day?” A deep voice whispered in your ear, causing you to jump in your seat. You quickly turned around and spotted Jungkook clutching a potted bouquet in his arm.

“What the hell are you doing here?” You asked in a loud whisper, looking around.

“What’s the problem? I had time in my schedule, I thought I’d just surprise you.”

“That’s sweet and all but you’ve got some serious balls coming in here.”

He shrugged with a smile on his face. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. I’m just your college lover, Jungkook, unless you’ve mistaken me for someone else.” He challenged causing you to narrow your gaze at him. “Here, I got this for you. It seems like you guys are in need of something colorful around here.”

In reality, the bouquet not only had a camera hidden in amongst the pedals but also a small microphone to hear everything clearly. Of course Jungkook could have just hacked the precinct’s security camera but that would be too bland for his taste. He needed to see and hear everything that went on up close and what better way to do that then to sit the camera directly in your face.

“How thoughtful of you.” You commented, taking the vase from his hands and looking over the variety of different colored flowers. “But knowing you, it isn’t all that simple. What do you have? A camera installed in here or something?” You questioned but before Jungkook could answer, you both heard another voice enter the conversation.

“Well, look who it is.” Wonsik stated with his arms crossed. “To what do we owe this pleasant surprise? Is this part of a college assignment?”

Jungkook was unmoved by his sarcasm and decided to challenge Wonsik with a little game of his own. “Do I know you?”

“I’m sure you don’t, seeing how we’re on two different levels in life.” You rolled your eyes at his response. “I’m Kim Wonsik. Detective, charismatic, and exceptionally good looking. Not to mention, I’m y/n’s lover.”

You choked out a gasped, baffled by what you just heard. Realizing that the conversation had gone too far, you planned to intervene. But before you could get a word out, Jungkook had already spoken up.

“That’s funny because I’ve been in y/n’s bedroom for months now and I have yet to see you there.” He countered, wiping away any smirk Wonsik had on his face.

This time you stood to your feet, trying to soothe the heated argument that was about to occur. You were beyond mortified that they were discussing fucking you so casually in from of other officers, who had now stopped what they were doing to watch the confrontation. You faced Jungkook, placing a hand on his chest to keep him from stepping closer and did the same to Wonsik as he tried to come closer to Jungkook.

“Okay, that’s en-“ you began but was quickly interrupted.

“Just because you’re fucking her every now and then doesn’t mean shit, little man. It takes more than the simple pump and cum to hang with the big dogs like me.” Wonsik chuckled. “You could be balls deep in her but I bet money, she’s still thinking about me.”

Jungkook only hummed a response, pulling out his phone to scroll through it. Wonsik took this motion as defeat and decided to continue criticizing him. “It’s alright, son. Some guys have it and others don’t. Don’t take it too personal, okay?”

“Ugh!... Shit, Jungkook... Fuck me harder!” Your voice played through the speaker of Jungkook’s phone. Officers listening in, released a series of groans and others kinds of disbelief expressions, feeding into the drama unfolding. Even Namjoon couldn’t help but chuckle at the situation when he came out of his office to see what was going on. Mostly because he enjoyed Wonsik getting humiliated. You froze in place, the heat to your face drown out any other noise you heard. At that moment in time, you were pretty sure your soul left your body from embarrassment.

“She thinks about you, huh? It doesn’t sound that way to me.” Jungkook smirked; putting his phone away after it had served its purpose. “I guess this means I have ‘it’ and my ‘it’, gets the job done pretty well. As you can see, you’re not even thought off when I’m around.”

In a fit of rage, Wonsik lunged at Jungkook, grabbing him by his shirt with both hands. “You little punk! Who do you think you are?!” The quick change in atmosphere was what broke you out of your trance.

“Get off of him, Wonsik!” You ordered, your hands gripped at his, trying to pry them off.

Hearing you take up for Jungkook only fueled his rage even more. Namjoon joined in, wrapped his arms around Wonsik in an effort to lift him away but the anger and jealousy somehow kept him rooted in place. Meanwhile, Jungkook remained straight-faced throughout the ordeal. He knew, as crazy as Wonsik was, he wasn’t going to hit him. Wonsik had more to lose than he did and figure he didn’t want to cross that line.

“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!” Lieutenant Yon yelled, getting everyone’s attention. All the officers watching scattered away and back to work. Namjoon stepped away and you also released your hands. Wonsik gave Jungkook a look before letting him go to straighten out his attire, leaving Jungkook to do the same.

“I asked a question!” The Lieutenant repeated.

“I’m sorry, sir. Officer y/l/n ‘little’ friend stopped by and asked for my assistance. We should of had this conversation in my office and will do so now, sir.” Wonsik walked off and taking the hint, Jungkook followed behind to finish settling the score. You were about to dismiss the idea for fear of another fight breaking out but was quickly called elsewhere.

“Y/l/n, in my office.” Lieutenant Yon stated, walking back to it and leaving you to follow. You took a second glance behind you, only to see Jungkook’s retreated back enter the room before the close closed. Once alone, he went over the paperwork you had submitted, critiquing parts along the way. You should have been more focused on your job but you couldn’t help the nagging thought of what was taking place in the other room.

~~~~~

Jungkook watched as Wonsik took a seat at his desk, propping his feet up on the edge. Minutes went by before anything was addressed.

“Sorry for losing my temper back there. It’s not every day I let someone like you get the best of me.” Wonsik began with a smile present on his face. It was as if he wasn’t just showed up moments ago in front his colleagues. “I’ll get to the point, y/n means a lot to me and I don’t want to see her hurt just because some kid is only interested in a good time.”

“But wasn’t that you?” Jungkook questioned. “Weren’t you the one who only showed up to her apartment late at night as though not to be seen by anyone? Only wanting her when the situation benefited you? The same person she couldn’t count on to have her back during the capture of the Serpent. Even now, flaunting how you ‘use to’ fuck her only to get back at me.” Jungkook stated, leaning on the desk with both hands planted on the surface. “But let me ease your conscience and assure you that Y/n is well looked after. So much so, she doesn’t even spare you a second glance.”

Wonsik harshly bit the inside of his cheek to focus his anger elsewhere. It wouldn’t help the situation if they gotten into another scuffle. He would just have to try a different approach to get Jungkook out of picture when he isn’t around. When Jungkook realize he had the upper hand, he smirked, standing up tall and walking to the door but stopped before opening it.

“Oh! And one last thing,” he turned around to face Wonsik for the last time. “If you put your hands on me again out of jealousy, I’ll make sure your captain hears about it. And I’m sure you wouldn’t want that Mr. Detective Kim Wonsik. The ‘charismatic, good looking’ one.” He teased before winking, opening the door, and shutting it behind him.

~~~

Wonsik watched you move around your desk through his office window. He had been watching you all day, waiting for you to walk past his door and the chance to get you alone. He refused to let Jungkook get the better of him and let you get away but he knew that you would just shrug him off if he approached you. Thus, making him look like an even bigger fool in front of everyone.

Finally, the moment came when you gathered your belongings in your arms and stood by your desk to leave for the evening. By now, the precinct was empty with the exception of a few officers on night shift duty. Wonsik quickly left his office and followed after you. When you reached an abandoned hallway, he grabbed your arm and pulled you aside making sure the two of you were completely obscured from others.

“What the hell are you doing?” You asked angrily.

“I should ask you the same thing.” He countered, causing you to roll your eyes.

You figured the talk between you and Wonsik was far from over yet, you weren’t in the mood to deal with it. You were, in fact, fed up with both men for acting like stone age cavemen, fighting over you as if you were a piece of meat. You never felt so embarrassed before in front of your coworkers and let them both know it. Jungkook came back from Wonsik’s office, about to kiss your cheek but you dodged it, leaning your head away from him. When you turned around in your seat to face him, he could see a stern look painted on your features.

You informed him how upset you were at his behavior and even more embarrassed over the audio recording. Although Jungkook seemed unmoved, he apologized and decided to take his leave. Seeing Jungkook leave, Wonsik called your desk phone causing you to hang up and ignore him the rest of the day. Unfortunately for you, here you both were and you had no choice but to hear him out for now.

“Once again, who I choose to be with has nothing to do with you.” You reminded him, trying to walk around him but he side stepped you.

“So you’re going to let this punk get away with degrading you like that?!”

“If I do or don’t, it has nothing to do with you!” You let out an angry sigh, trying to calm down. “Weren’t you the one who told me that you were only interested in sex? That you weren’t interested in a relationship and only looking for a situation with no strings attach? And I’m supposed to just lie back and let you fuck me whenever you felt like it forever? No! But the difference between you and Jungkook is that he didn’t shut a door in my face, leaving me with no opportunity to get to know him.” Wonsik just listened, feeling like shit. From the beginning, he knew he was wrong for going about it that way but at the time, he didn’t expect you to have this kind of hold on him. “So to you, it may look like he is degrading me but to me and everyone else watching, Jungkook was just picking up on your bullshit... something I should have done a long time ago.”

He felt even more like an ass, watching you walk away and possibly into the arms of Jungkook. But as much as he wanted to chase after you, he let you walk away; formulating a plan to find something off about your new lover.

~~~~~~

A few nights later, a white freight truck slowly backed into the alley way of a large building. The janitor, from the inside, held the door open while both men from truck, rolled in one large crate and one much smaller crate. The business manager, signed off on the paperwork before heading to the office of the director.

“Sir... it’s here.” He informed.

The director immediately dropped all the tasks he was doing and went to see with his own eyes. They had maintenance carefully break open the boxes, revealing the contents inside. What was in the bigger box wasn’t as important as what was inside the smaller one. The moment it was opened, a big smile spread across the director’s face. There, standing before the museum staff was a multi-colored gem mask.

“It’s breathtaking,” the director stated, stepping closer to observe the treasure more thoroughly. “And now that it’s in our care, it needs to be guarded very closely. Get me a hold of Lieutenant Yon Jong-Su, right away.”

~~~~~~

The rain was pouring down in another nightly storm on top of the car. Although the street lights were on, the windows were fogged up from the inside. Nobody could see in but at a closer glance, they would have seen the car slowly rocking back and forth.

You sat up and grabbed the bottle of water from the front cup holder, opened it up and swallowed the cold liquid. Your body was covered in sweat so it felt good to feel something opposite. Jungkook sat up and leaned back against the leather interior. He reached over and took the bottle from you to drink the rest of the contents. Both of you were still breathing heavy when he said something.

“You lose.” He breathed out, taking deep breaths through his mouth. “I get to take you to dinner.”

You rolled your eyes. “Do you have to make everything a competition between us?”

“No, not really but I like to give you a challenge seeing that you’re a worthy opponent each time.”

“Oh whatever. Is this why you called me over? To trick me into going on a date? If you haven’t noticed, we could get in trouble if the campus officer looks inside the car.”

“Relax, nobody is going to see us. It’s night and people want to get out of the rain.” Jungkook stated pulling your naked body to him so he could kiss your lips. “But if you really wanted to know, I called you here because I’m willing to admit that I’m addicted to you.”

He lifted your leg over his so that you now straddled his hips. Your eyes closed the moment his tongue came in contact with your neck while his hands trailed down your back and gripped your ass, kneading your cheeks. You lightly moaned, feeling his cock starting to harden against your lower lips. Your hand went to his sweaty hair, pulling his head back so you could lick over his parted lips before going in for a heated kiss. But before your lips could meet, the intimate moment was cut short by the melody tune from Jungkook’s phone. He leaned over, searching under scattered clothes to retrieve it. Right away, the bright screen blinded you, making you shun away but when your eyes adjusted, you saw Jungkook in the process of replying to a text.

11:17pm- Minseo: Hey, I’m lonely. Can I see you tonight?

11:17pm- Jungkook: Sorry but I’m busy at the moment.

Jungkook tossed his phone back onto the pile of clothes, turning his attention back to you. His lips attached to your neck again, sucking a patch of skin into his mouth. Although you loved his touches to your skin, you couldn’t help messing with him over his phone exchange.

“Wow, Jungkook. You should have told me I was keeping you from your girlfriend.” You joked. You felt him smile into your neck before pulling away.

“It’s not like that with her.”

“No?” You smiled, looking him in the eyes. Surprisingly, you weren’t that bother by the thought of him with another woman. He was younger than you and was still in college where guys are trying to find themselves. The two of you weren’t exclusive but you did enjoy the thrill of being with him intimately.

“No, what I did with her only happened once and it was just for fun.” The two of you were quiet until you felt his hands on your ass again. “Besides, I’m more interested in what’s in front of me.” He smirked.

One of his hands wandered between your legs as he moved to grip his cock, which was growing harder by the second. You lifted yourself up in the air a bit, allowing him to tease your entrance. Your head fell back and you moaned towards the ceiling of the vehicle. Jungkook bit his bottom lip when the tip of his cock entered your walls. He held on to your hips with both hands was slowly eased you down on his shaft, the two of you taking an inhale of breath. You both remained locked in each other’s arms, taking in the sensual atmosphere surrounding the two of you. Jungkook’s wet skin release a cool yet warm temperature against you own.

“Yeah, this is right where I want to be.” Jungkook mumbled to you but it was more so validation for himself.

Soon after, his hips buckled up into yours and he started to fuck you again, the rain being the only witness to the scene.

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The Arrowverse is back Arrow S7E3

Aight yes y'all we are back with Arrow... I was supposed to get this up yesterday along with legends but I had a family day instead and I am happy I did. I did however have the opportunity to get my notes down and am fully prepared so let's get to it.

In mate 4587 we gonna talk about this dude.

"I know everything there is to know about Diaz and the Longbow Hunters." Felicity has been #obsessed she wants her husband back and her son to be able to come home and I can't blame her.

Side note: I say this allot but The League of Assassins was even afraid of the Longbow Hunters.

"it was his choice to put on that hood and it was his choice to turn himself in." Amanda Watson, saying this is just her way to direct the blame to Oliver.

"you probably don't even have a liver... Just muscle." this was in my opinion one of the dumbest things said on this show but little dude is the FNG so it's whatever can't be mad.

Just a little thing from last episode when Oliver got that dude removed from slabside he got the last and only clean guard removed from the place... So now we got bigger problems.

I really want to know who this "Demon" is cause he sounds bad but I don't think he is honestly... He could be something Oliver knows personal and this could he easy for real.

Oh my gosh the diggles I love this family and the way they are together, I have finally gotten to see them all together Lyla, John and J.J.

Now this was one of my personal favorite moments from this episode.

Lyla - "It'll be like a second honeymoon." Aww

John - "yay with Curtis." Sarcasm lol

Lyla - "well Deadshot and Cupid came with us on our first." This line was well delivered.

John - "no that is not our first honeymoon. Our first honeymoon was in Hawaii Remember? The Hammocks by the beach." That sounds great.

Lyla - "Hawaii was nice." She said that with such a happy smile.

John - "Hawaii was really nice." He probably remembers that time vividly.

That was a great interaction, the moment was great.

Now this is right after that just finishing the part of that moment when they are talking about "love on the front lines" if you will.

Lyla - "we make a good team."

John - "we make the best team."

This was great and I am loving the diggles more and more. J.J. has grown so much over the time he has been on the show and the Diggle family has grown as a unit of characters, it's great.

I am so sappy lol but married couple moments like that are just adorable.

All right fast forward a little bit now we are in the Europe with the team on a mission. John and Lyla are trying to bust a bank and they brought Curtis lol and this dude right before they close the van door.

"can you get me a free toaster?" ...Good job Curtis *drops head and shakes it dramatically back and forth*

Felicity Smoak the best hacker in the world fixes a way to defeat Diaz and it... almost succeeds. If Oliver was there I can tell you it would have succeeded. But sense it's to get him out of prison that's not a thing.

Aight little dude internal monologue is meant to be just that. I don't know why he's steady talkin' but again FNG lol

I also just wanted to point out that Oliver is ambushed by three dudes and whoops all three of them by himself after having been stabbed by himself.

"you don't summon the demon, the demon summons you." This is sounding almost like a cartelish situation.

"the only way to the demon is through brick, there's a system that's how this place works." "Well looks like I'm going to force brick to make good on his deal." This was good, you can see Oliver is done and ready to get this BS over with.

Amanda Watson FBI agent lady working with the Overwatch.

The team comes in the traps fully set let's see how this goes.

Amanda - "you thought about getting to Cyber Security... Legally?"

Felicity - "I haven't done legally in a very long time."

This part was great cause this is a vigilante and an FBI agent lol

See the system sucks but it is the way it is so all can be treated fairly... Except good people and the bad folk don't get what they deserve.

Now back over to Digs team.

Curtis - "sometimes secrets are good in a marriage you know keeps the spice alive... actually don't quote me on that I'm actually divorced. what are you going to do?" Well done Curtis well done.

Then when Diaz and the Hunters are walking in and through the lad "so inhumane." This coming from a long bow hunter... #Millennial serial killer moment lol

And we also have this jem-

Felicity - "Frac... fracFracFRAC!"

Renee - "better sounds Felicity."

There shortly after we get this which is another of my favorite moments in this episode.

Felicity - "How about I saved the details of acoustic injection cyber-attacks for post Mission happy hour." I loved this so much cause you got the intelligence shining through one of the most smart alec remarks to be on this show yet.

I'm really loving the silencer vs. Canary and Siren battles being a reoccurring thing.

Another side thing: Does anyone actually have a ship name for Dinah and Laurel??? Please let me know, 'cause that is a ship I am on.

Felicity - "I can't hack it but I can track it." Go on girl with your bad self and your rhymes lol #bars

I'm very curious Okay so let's retrace our steps to when they're walking into the actual lab one of the two Hunters that is with Diaz makes a comment about what her darts could do with the stuff in the lap the different chemicals and compounds and I'm over here like girl you're a Longbow Hunter take whatever you want. Are they not known for being the best of the best and doing whatever it takes to get there I'm just saying I'm a little confused on that one.

Going to the next part here we can't get the doors closed and Felicity is trying everything... Watson ready to give her life up... Is that just part of her job 'cause she was ready.

Clearly from what we can all see hear Dinah and Laurel are setup to defeat the silencer together 'cause you know #PowerCouple this is gonna be fun.

Aight Watson I know you've done lot of stuff, probably been on quite a few missions as well but did you really think pulling the FBI thing would work on Diaz and THE LONGBOW HUNTERS???

Another thing and this is just something that I'd like to point out to the masses... The Longbow Hunters are amazing okay I love them I love the characters and I love the concept... That being said they are going 1v1 against team arrow and hardly holding their own like for real give it another 5 minutes and Diaz not intervening and the Longbow Hunters would have been whooped.

"on a scale from 1-unemployment" lol that was good thank you Felicity.

Meanwhile back at slabside

"if I don't try to kill you" meaning he knows that he's not and would not be able to kill Oliver.

Turns out dude might not be the worst guy in the world I mean he did save Lyla.

And over to Europe again we go.

Lyla all she's trying to do is keep Dig and J.J. safe and keep dig out of what he doesn't want to be in.

All right now we're getting to my favorite part of the episode overall...

THE FIGHT! Sampson vs The Green Arrow... Begin lol (if you know what I just referenced congrats your old as well.)

Yo my boy Oliver here took a bit of a disadvantage at the beginning cuz Samson tackled him when he wasn't looking. in all actuality it's all good because after a couple blows to the Torso and one hit to the Head you can clearly see Oliver's done so he comes back with a tackle of his own after looking at his freshly reopened stab wound and starts going whatever it is that is beyond H.A.M. and we can clearly see he is not letting up. one busted arm and probably a busted a hand later all of her flies up to the balcony to deal with brick. Brick thinks that Oliver can't be a worst of the worst guy huh... Ok well as soon as Oliver proves him wrong he gestures with a little unspoken "well played" and Oliver is carted off to his cell by the guards.

Now moving back over to Europe we come back in on the lovers dispute if you will... If that's even called the dispute.

John - "Lyla I'm sorry, I was wrong." Man first we see dig remember the first honeymoon good job, now we're hearin' this man apologize and fully admit to being at fault. Ladies and gentlemen this is a man who has marriage down to a tee. From what I understand that's how a marriage works one of you has to realize that you need to apologize and one of you needs to realize and admit that you were wrong if you actually got in a fight with your spouse. This is a beautiful thing for real.

I also now we moving back over to Felicity and Renee's team in Star City...

Food City in Renee captured silencer (exactly what I figured would happen.) And I assume are going to interrogate... Apparently her name or call sign is Honor.

And now we cut two Diaz who has been po'd for a while, I really cannot blame him you know being siren screamed off of roof and having his bones shattered on the water's surface... He was already a sociopath and now it's even worse greeaaaaat. Oh and now he has super strength¿ We going to see what happens next.

Again back at slabside

Now that Oliver is headed to level 2 we're probably going to see one how he gets out and definitely going to see two who this Demon is... I'm figuring it's somebody Oliver knows from his past and they going to figure out something... I don't know what but something big is probably going to happen.

Now I can only assume like I said that we're going to see an interrogation next episode with Honor/Silencer so that's going to be fun and probably a really angry Dinah... I hope to also see more Diner and Laurel interaction cause we all know that anything to do with the silencer seems to have Dinah or Laurel involved.

(if you couldn't tell I am shipping them so hard)

Now what I always love doing is giving my final thoughts so... Let's do it.

Is Oliver going to stay in prison for the majority of the season and make his way out around crossover time?

I honestly think the demon might be connected to the bratva somehow.

What is Diaz going to do now that he has that strength?

Are they going to make Diaz overpowered enough that he can take on all three Longbow Hunters at once because they're like insubordinate or something and try to overthrow in but he ends up whooping them or whatever?

I have a feeling it's going to be Renee Faison one-on-one against the only dude Longbow Hunter...I want to know what that Shield is what's going on with that cuz there's more than just a shield going on. Yes I'm a nerd get over it.

Will silencer squeal? How are they going to interrogate her/get the information they need?

Please tell me it's not just me shipping Dinah and Laurel.

Who all is in level 2 of slabside cuz I know we're probably going to see some baddies from the last six seasons.

Is it just fictional shows or are all prison guards dirty?

I am so stoked for the rest of this season because I am loving this, they've brought it back from where it was and at really getting Arrow back on track.

Aight y'all so I guess that's it I've got some other stuff to say but nothing that I think is worth the time so if y'all like this please let me know I would love to hear your thoughts if you've read all the way to this point you are awesome and if you haven't you're still awesome I will be working on Legends tonight and probably posting it tomorrow because schedule and life so be looking out for that it will be out before the next episode of Supergirl so will Flash because I have a lot to say about Legends and Flash but anyway as always I hope you all are well feel free to fill me in on any thoughts you have and any information about the shows that I am avoiding or ignoring or whatever it seems that I'm doing. I do apologize for not keeping up on real life stuff but I'm too lazy lol if you did enjoy this like I said let me know like it whatever and check out my other posts under the tag [ #my thought on the arrowverse ] also as always y'all God bless stay chilling and I will catch you on the flippity flop. ✌️

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August 1st, 2019 - Chat with GHOSTBABEL and Moonman31

Jos 2:42 PM: “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAa”

Mr t series good 1:42 PM: "Jos chill”

Jos t 2:42 PM: “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAa”

Jos 6:44 PM: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaa”

otherLiam 7:02 PM: ”…you alright there bud?”

Mr t series good 7:06 AM: “Hes Just shitposting dont mind him”

Wolfcat 12:30 PM: “ghostbaba”

ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 7:48 PM: “ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴜsᴜᴀʟ ᴛʜᴇɴ, ɪ sᴇᴇ.”

Wolfcat 7:48 PM: "baba”

otherLiam 7:48 PM: "Pretty much, yeah.”

Mugen Kagemaru 7:48 PM: "They do that when there’s nothing to do”

ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 7:48 PM: “ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀs ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ.”

Jos 7:49 PM: "Hello Ghost, have a nice day over there”

Mugen Kagemaru 7:49 PM: "It does get grating at some point but honestly just better to give them something to do”

otherLiam 7:49 PM: "If you were expecting people on the internet to not goof off sometimes, stand by to be disappointed.”

ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 7:49 PM: "ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴀɴɢᴇʟɪᴜᴍ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ʀᴇᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ ɪs ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ sᴇᴇᴍs ᴍʏ ʜᴇʟᴘɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ɪs ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ɴᴏɴ-ɴᴇɢᴏᴛɪᴀʙʟᴇ, sᴏ ɪ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ sʜᴇᴅ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜰᴜʀᴛʜᴇʀ ʟɪɢʜᴛ.”

Mugen Kagemaru 7:50 PM: "By all means, go ahead. WE WON’T INTERRUPT.”

Wolfcat 7:52 PM: "funny, mugen”

Wolfcat 7:52 PM: "you’re killing me”

ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 7:52 PM: "ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’s ᴀ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴇʙsɪᴛᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴀɪɴ ᴀᴄᴄᴇss ᴛᴏ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ?”

Mugen Kagemaru 7:53 PM: "Yep”

otherLiam 7:53 PM: "Apparently there’s a "subspace” where they do all the interesting stuff, yes.”

ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 7:54 PM: “ɪ'ᴍ sᴜᴘᴘᴏsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀᴄᴄᴇss ᴛᴏ ɪᴛ; ʜᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴛʜᴏᴅs ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ sᴏ ɪɴᴠᴏʟᴠᴇ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴘʟᴀɴɴɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇxᴇᴄᴜᴛɪᴏɴ. ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟs ᴀʀᴇ sᴄᴀɴᴛ, ᴀs ɪꜰ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɴᴇᴡ. ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ɪɴᴠᴏʟᴠᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ᴘᴏʀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴀʀᴅ.”

Jos 7:54 PM: "I can get there”

otherLiam 7:55 PM: "That’s not difficult, we have access to that.”

ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 7:55 PM: "ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴜᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴇss ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇs ɪɴ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ. ᴊᴜsᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴘᴀᴛɪᴇɴᴄᴇ.”

Mugen Kagemaru 7:56 PM: "And since Nocta specifically put up a rule against breaking into The Truth, we can assume he has some way of knowing or detecting entries into that area.”

Jos 7:56 PM: "Fuck the noct”

Mugen Kagemaru 7:56 PM: "We’re trying, stupid.”

otherLiam 7:56 PM: "Sure. Feel free to ask here if you need any pawns.”

Wolfcat 7:56 PM: "we’re trying to fuck nocta?”

Jos 7:57 PM: "Control yourself mugen”

ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 7:57 PM: "ɪ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴏɴ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ɪɴ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴅɪᴠɪᴅᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍʙɪɴᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇꜰꜰᴏʀᴛs. ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴛʜɪs ɪɴᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛ?”

Mugen Kagemaru 7:57 PM: "Yes, Wolf. Not in the sexual way, but you already knew that, right?”

Jos 7:57 PM: "there have been multiple points”

otherLiam 7:57 PM: "Likely before my time.”

Mugen Kagemaru 7:58 PM: ”@ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ You’ll need to specify.”

Jos 7:58 PM: “There been the time the channels dissapeared and we split in two then the mugen fake id skype group”

ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 7:58 PM: "ᴛʜɪs ᴄᴏɴᴄᴇʀɴs ᴀ sᴘᴇᴄɪꜰɪᴄ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ‘ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀʏ ᴍᴀɴ’.”

Mugen Kagemaru 7:59 PM: ”@Jos That group was meant to serve the purpose that was eventually served by #johnisdead in the past, and this room in the present.”

otherLiam 7:59 PM: “That’s a throwback.”

Mugen Kagemaru 7:59 PM: "Ah yes, when Circle got Helper’s hat.”

Jos 8:00 PM: "You mean Helper as a figure?”

ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 8:00 PM: "ᴘᴇʀʜᴀᴘs ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟ sᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sɪᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪ ᴀᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ɴᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴀs ᴘᴀᴛɪᴇɴᴛ. ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴀʟsᴏ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ᴄᴏɴsɪᴅᴇʀ ʀᴇᴛʀᴀᴄɪɴɢ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ sᴛᴇᴘs ɪɴ ᴀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀʟ ꜰᴀsʜɪᴏɴ.”

Wolfcat 8:01 PM: "the gray man wasn’t exactly patient in the first place”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:01 PM: ”@Wolfcat Which should tell you how patient Ghost here is”

otherLiam 8:01 PM: “You think we should pick someone to lead and unite us towards a common goal?”

Wolfcat 8:02 PM: "I pick Nocta”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:02 PM: "However, we’re not exactly patient ourselves, and have no time for cryptic vagueness. And lo and behold, Wolf is the new Eve”

otherLiam 8:02 PM: "If we’re to literally retrace those steps, we’d need to invoke the Postman’s Hat. Which I’m not sure we even have anymore.”

Jos 8:02 PM: "We do have it. As the mask we have used”

otherLiam 8:03 PM: "Then we’d need to give it to someone.”

Jos 8:03 PM: "the question is IA or the counterpart circle”

Jos 8:03 PM: "must be the first”

ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 8:04 PM: "ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴀs ɪᴛ ɪs. ᴘᴇʀʜᴀᴘs ɪᴛ ɪs ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏɴsɪᴅᴇʀ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴇꜰꜰᴏʀᴛs. ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴀʀɢᴅᴏᴠ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇ sᴏ sᴜsᴘɪᴄɪᴏᴜs ᴏꜰ ʜɪs ɴᴇᴡᴇsᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀᴄᴛ.”

otherLiam 8:04 PM: "GB seems to just want us to unite under a common leader so we all act as one when the time comes.”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:04 PM: "Dov wouldn’t work with us”

otherLiam 8:04 PM: "He works with us just fine. He just doesn’t wanna be in this room.”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:05 PM: "And that’s the problem”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:05 PM: "There are those supposedly involved in these events who are not here”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:05 PM: "That, first and foremost, should be rectified”

moonman31 8:06 PM: "wow what is happenin here”

Jos 8:06 PM: "Hey moon”

Jos 8:06 PM: "how are ya”

moonman31 8:06 PM: "I am good buddy”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:06 PM: "Either everyone involved needs to have access to the same space that is used for participation, or those who refuse to cooperate in that regard should be excised.”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:06 PM: "Allo Moon”

Jos 8:07 PM: "Is neat you are doing good buddy”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:07 PM: ”:arrow_up:”

otherLiam 8:07 PM: “Hi, Moonman. Good to meet you.”

Wolfcat 8:07 PM: "Everyone has access to the same information regardless if they are here or not”

Wolfcat 8:07 PM: "It’s not that big of an issue”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:08 PM: "Size is irrelevant, it shouldn’t be an issue at all.”

Wolfcat 8:08 PM: "That’s what she said”

ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 8:08 PM: "ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ɪs ᴀɴ ᴇᴀsʏ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴛɪᴘ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰꜰ.”

moonman31 8:08 PM: "wow nice font buddo”

moonman31 8:08 PM: "talk a superiority complex”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:08 PM: "He’s our help from outside. I’m sure you can be caught up in a secure environment.”

otherLiam 8:09 PM: "So you want us to back off the Truth while you fiddle with it. What should we do in the meantime?”

moonman31 8:09 PM: "hm”

otherLiam 8:10 PM: "Also Moonman, meet our new ally. Apparently he’s made of computers.”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:10 PM: "Literally what I just said, with the exception of the computer bit”

otherLiam 8:10 PM: "Yeah but I said it, so it’s better.”

moonman31 8:11 PM: "uh”

moonman31 8:11 PM: "what”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:11 PM: "Duo, you are not. Let’s avoid that kind of attitude.”

ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 8:11 PM: "ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ sᴜʀᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴏꜰꜰ ɪs ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ. ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ɪs ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɪɴꜰᴏ ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ. ꜰᴏʀ ɴᴏᴡ ᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴜᴛᴜᴀʟ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ɪs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴇᴠᴇɴ.”

Jos 8:12 PM: "It happens, i know the feeling.”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:13 PM: "In future, Ghost, be clear in your wording. Poor communication is but one route by which you can fail your mission.”

ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 8:13 PM: "sʜᴜᴛ ᴜᴘ.”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:13 PM: "I’m sure your contact would not appreciate it.”

Wolfcat 8:13 PM: "lol”

moonman31 8:13 PM: "and he’s gone”

otherLiam 8:13 PM: "Let’s not make demands of the spooky cyberdemon who’s only here because his friend wants him to be.”

Jos 8:13 PM: "A angry AI is not good.”

Jos 8:13 PM: "see portal”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:13 PM: "Not AI”

Wolfcat 8:14 PM: "AI Returns??”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:14 PM: "Also remember, Liam, [his contact] has him by the balls. He said it himself, his helping us is non-negotiable.”

moonman31 8:14 PM: ”((Moonman emoji))”

otherLiam 8:14 PM: “Okay, but we don’t have him by the balls. So maybe don’t act like he’s our bitch.”

moonman31 8:15 PM: ”((An emoji of King Harkinian from the Legend of Zelda CD-i games is posted titled “King”)) < real disappointed this emoji isn’t :MABOY:”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:15 PM: “Don’t exaggerate. I simply told him to be more careful in his wording.”

otherLiam 8:15 PM: "Got anything new for us, Moonman?”

Jos 8:15 PM: ”:ddd:”

otherLiam 8:15 PM: “Or you just here to chill and hang?”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:15 PM: "It may have been harmless now, but it could screw us over later.”

Wolfcat 8:15 PM: "do any good smokin lately”

moonman31 8:15 PM: "Not really I have been chilling”

moonman31 8:15 PM: "Truthfully I am kinda tied”

Jos 8:15 PM: "can i have some PRODUCT moonman31”

moonman31 8:16 PM: "Kaiden is being real edgy and suddenly we’re friends now”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:16 PM: "Hm. Interesting.”

moonman31 8:16 PM: "and I am trying to not make sure he doesn’t do anything d u m b”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:16 PM: "Good idea”

Jos 8:16 PM: "Control your counterpart mugen heh”

otherLiam 8:16 PM: "You helped him out with that edgy WMM video he made, right?”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:16 PM: "The "suddenly we’re friends now” thing was a bit of a red flag.”

Jos 8:17 PM: “Maybe you got a common enemy”

moonman31 8:17 PM: "for jos”

Jos 8:17 PM: "maybe nocta is bad for him now”

otherLiam 8:17 PM: "Was it you who put the weird bit at the end in? Or did Kaiden do that himself?”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:17 PM: "Kaiden said it was a glitch”

moonman31 8:18 PM: ”(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅m̲̅a̲̅r̲̅i̲̅j̲̅u̲̅a̲̅n̲̅a̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅()”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:18 PM: “Nocta had something to say about it though…”

Jos 8:18 PM: "Muchas Gracias”

otherLiam 8:18 PM: "But IA says it’s footage of Nocta. Which is likely not a glitch.”

Jos 8:18 PM: "let me smoke in chill”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:18 PM: "Did he, now? Where did he say that?”

otherLiam 8:18 PM: "That’s not how rendering glitches work. It doesn’t just go grab some other footage off your computer.”

moonman31 8:18 PM: "oh yeah”

Jos 8:18 PM: ”(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅m̲̅a̲̅r̲̅i̲̅j̲̅u̲̅a̲̅n̲̅a̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅():fire: :cloud: :cloud: :cloud: :cloud: :cloud: :cloud: :cloud: :cloud: :cloud: :cloud:”

otherLiam 8:18 PM: “In the thread witht the video.”

moonman31 8:18 PM: "kaiden is mad”

Jos 8:18 PM: ”:eye: :eye: “

Jos 8:18 PM: “:lips:”

moonman31 8:18 PM: "but yeah that was nocta”

moonman31 8:18 PM: "it was from the trip”

moonman31 8:18 PM: "sneaky sneaky kaiden”

otherLiam 8:19 PM: "Trip to where?”

moonman31 8:19 PM: ”:thinking:”

moonman31 8:19 PM: “that’s the question innit”

moonman31 8:19 PM: "I wasn’t there, but Kaiden and Nocta sure were”

moonman31 8:19 PM: "if I had to guess, though, probably the same one where they last 'saw’ Yuuki”

Jos 8:20 PM: "Nocta show Kaiden how to improve his time travel stuff, Nocta could have went with him anywhere.”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:20 PM: "We still need to locate her…”

moonman31 8:21 PM: "You uh, don’t quite get it do ya bud”

Mugen Kagemaru 8:21 PM: "Kaiden doesn’t actually have time travel shit I don’t think. That’d mess some shit up for them”

moonman31 8:21 PM: "She’s… not coming back”

moonman31 8:21 PM: "alright well that was depressing”

moonman31 8:21 PM: "bye”

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and three, two, one, go!!1!

as asked by my bff, fellow God of our oc world, @sakamotorei

5. On an average day, what can be found in your character’s pockets?

Emily –

Cash/change/cards/keys

Compact mirror/lipstick/lip-gloss/misc makeup stuff (she checks and redoes her makeup frequently)

Breath mints (in case she needs to kiss anyone lol)

Phone/portable phone charger (never leaves the house without them)

Sunglasses (there’s always a pair of sunglasses somewhere in her bag)

Pepper spray

Pads

Sometimes, jewelry she took off when she’s out

Occasionally, bubblegum (she likes to chew them and blow bubbles, also this is a way to make her look mysterious in insta pics lol)

6. Does your character have recurring themes in their dreams?

Jacob –

Can’t think of any for this

7. Does your character have recurring themes in their nightmares?

Jacob –

When he was around 7 all the way till maybe 12 he used to have dreams where he went to school, but he wet his pants, and everyone laughed at him. He would be hugging his soft toy and feeling horrible

Another dream he had all the way till he was a preteen/around 12 was a dream where he would be out with Yvonne in a foreign country but then they got separated and he couldn’t find her. He would spend the whole dream looking for her in grimy, threatening places where people leered at him

I feel like being lost in a crowd is a genuinely terrifying fear he had when he was younger. He would clutch Yvonne’s hand very tightly when they were in crowded places and press quite closely to her.

4. Has your character ever witnessed something that fundamentally changed them? If so, does anyone else know?

Jacob –

So, as a follow-up from the previous question, he probably did get lost once. It was probably when he was a kid. He was with Yvonne in a crowded place. They got separated by accident, and he couldn’t find her. He was very, very scared, and I don’t think he remembers how it ended. He only remembers that it felt like a nightmare.

Yvonne was honestly horrified/horror-struck when she realized that she lost him. She would have fiercely/frantically went to retrace their steps, but quickly decided that a faster and more efficient way was to just to go to the information counter to ask them to announce it.

It scared him badly enough that he has nightmares about it.

Nova –

If you’re looking for some deep, dark secrets……the answer’s gonna be no

I can’t think of any life-changing moments. I can see smaller moments; she was an avid reader when she was a teen. She read classics, history books, critical thinking books, all kinds of books. It started because she read a novel for school that made her think, and opened up her world-view. She was fascinated by all this information.

The other incident that affected her was when her family moved to the US in her midteens.

11. In what situation was your character the most afraid they’ve ever been?

Jacob –

That time when he got separated from Yvonne.

Emily –

She has had one or two experiences walking home at night when she almost got mugged. She was both furious and also terrified. It’s why she carries pepper spray everywhere.

Also, it’s likely one of the many guys who liked her tried to harass her. Though I don’t think she was scared. Maybe a little. But mostly mad.

Nova –

If someone she loves was in danger. She would be terrified but furious.

12. In what situation was your character the most calm/comfortable they’ve ever been?

Jacob –

At night when he is at home, and Yvonne is also at home. It’s his safe place. Maybe he reads a book or watches TV with Yvonne. He’s peaceful and content.

Nova –

She is calm nearly 80% of the time (the other 20%, she is angry).

She is most calm and comfortable when she is spending time with people she loves (her family, Emily).

Emily –

When she’s doing something engrossing and no one is interrupting. E.g. when she does her makeup, she hums cheerfully/energetically to herself.

She is most comfortable when she’s

13. Is your character bothered by the sight of blood? If so, in what way?

Jacob & Nova & Emily –

Around the same tolerance for all of them tbh, in other words, it depends on how much blood.

None of them are bothered by a bit of blood. E.g. if you get a papercut or a scratch.

If they see test-tubes of blood or blood in packets, they are also not very bothered by it. Jacob will be uneasy and grossed out if he can taste or smell blood.

If there’s a lot of blood, then naturally they are all anxious/concerned/worried. Nova keeps her cool best, and starts giving orders. Emily might start panicking. Older!Jacob can keep a cool head, and will quietly/urgently try to staunch the blood.

19. What is your character’s biggest relationship flaw? Has this flaw destroyed relationships for them before?

Emily –

Depends on which age the question refers to.

When Emily was younger, one relationship that was ruined was teen!Wemily. Because of her fun family and siblings, she had a pretty good time at home, so she was very cheerful in a way that’s breezy. Think kid!Judy Hopps. She was happy about everything, and she liked everything. She didn’t really stop to appreciate or think of the meaning something might have had to her. That kind of ruined her relationship with Wendie.

When she’s 20+, she appreciates people more and spontaneously shows affection. She’s quite easy-going about most things…maybe her temper? When she lets her temper get the better of her and she says blunt things? E.g. Ana calling Elsa out: “There it is, the door you love to slam in my face.” (Sagittarius lol) She doesn’t mean it maliciously, she just calls it as she sees it. Her temper blows over quickly, so after she vents it, she’s fine.

Nova –

When she was younger, she kept to herself a lot, and showed outsiders a cool, composed, and controlled front. That guarded facade stopped others from getting close to her/her from getting close to others. Also, she was more rigid and controlling.

Now that she’s 20+… It depends. She doesn’t proactively share about herself/she’s quite taciturn, so that could be a problem…but she voluntarily shares information about herself if the conversation is on that topic. She just doesn’t volunteer information out of the blue. So, I’d probably pick her detachment/indifference. When she is closer to a person, she does show more warmth. Hasn’t ruined any relationships yet.

20. In what ways does your character compare themselves to others? Do they do this for the sake of self-validation, or self-criticism?

Emily –

In the timeline without her siblings, she used to compare to validate herself when she was a teenager. She would frequently compare herself with others who were ‘uglier’ than her, or of lower social status, and she would dismiss/reduce them, so it affirms how she’s the queen bee.

With her siblings around, she tends to look down on people less. She tends to find people cool more often, and look up to these people. So…encouraging/positive self-criticism?

Nova –

During her teenage years: in school, she tended to compare to others who were not as successful as she is, and feel validated. She would also compare to other students more successful than her and feel begrudging/resentful/jealous/insecure. It was because she felt that she was superior, so she should be the most successful/superior.

But she also aspired to be like her father, or to live up to him.

When she grew a little older, she also started to aspire to be like certain public figures who caught her attention.

Jacob –

He doesn’t compare to validate himself, but he doesn’t really compare for self-criticism either. Because he doesn’t really….he doesn’t really take other people’s achievements personally? I guess? Even if he saw people successful, he thinks “That’s nice", but he never thinks of it in relation to himself. He rarely wants to be like other people.

Even if he met someone who was good at something he likes, he asks the person for help, but doesn’t feel insecure about it. I can see him starting to compare in a self-criticizing way when people around him start to deride him while praising the other person. He starts to feel bad about himself, and he wants to be like that other person. But he doesn’t really want to be that person, he just wants the acceptance that the other person is accorded.

22. What does your character like in other people?

Nova –

She tends to like people who know what they want. She also likes people with opinions, especially if they are unconventional. She might not agree, but she is interested in hearing their reasons and she thinks it shows that the person has depth, coz it means they think about things. (Unless it’s someone like Theo who is deliberately provocative and has no real reason for things except just coz he can). She also appreciates expressive and social/friendly people coz she is not good at small talk.

A dealbreaker for her is sloppiness. She is very irked by disorganization and bad habits, like leaving things on the floor, not tidying up after yourself, dumping everything everywhere…

Emily –

She likes people who know how to have fun. She also likes people who can match her pace and introduce her to new things; and she likes people who are unique and bold.

A dealbreaker for her is someone who is a wet blanket. Debbie Downers, and people who are pessimistic and bleak. It makes her feel really constricted/restricted, and she really hates that.

(I’m seeing even more why Nemily works out).

Jacob –

He likes people who don’t make him feel threatened and unsafe, e.g. loud, obnoxious, invasive, rude (think Theo). He doesn’t like things to be sprung on him, and he likes people who are reliable, trustworthy, and consistent.

23. What does your character dislike in other people?

Emily –

When it seems (to her) like you’re purposely being an ass. E.g. Theo. Someone who is very antagonistic and hostile to anything she says, tries to turn every friendly overture she makes into something to attack her with. She starts frowning a lot, and after a while, she sharply calls you out and then goes off in a huff to talk to someone else

When you talk shit about people in a way that uses personal attacks and makes it very ugly, especially if it’s someone she likes. She bitches about people too, but it’s more of a vent/expression of her frustration and irritation, and less of a personal attack. So, if you do this around her, she starts to frown. She finds it unreasonable and she doesn’t like it. She will try to redirect the conversation, but if she can’t, she will just leave lol

When you try to tell her what to do. When you condescend to her, tell her what choices/decisions she should make, how she should feel, tell her what to do, judge her, control her… She’s pretty fine with it if you don’t like things she does. She’s not okay with it when you try to change her

37. Is your character more concerned with defending their honor, or protecting their status?

Nova –

Dignity and honor are most important to her. But how she chooses to act depends on what’s at stake in each situation. In some cases, she would swallow her dignity and pride and protect her status instead, because she thinks it’s more important to the long run. In others, she chooses to defend her honor.

Emily –

I feel like honor = status to her? So defending one is defending the other?

41. Does your character feel that they deserve to have what they want, whether it be material or abstract, or do they feel they must earn it first?

Jacob –

He doesn’t have inferiority issues, so, not really.

But I think he feels better working/earning for what he gets/wants. Coz if he got everything he wanted without any kind of effort, I feel like he feels uneasy about how lucky he is.

44. How easy or difficult is it for your character to say “I love you?” Can they say it without meaning it?

Nova –

Doesn’t say it unless she means it. She always says what she means and means what she says.

It is a little difficult for her to say it. She expresses her love in other ways, and tends not to say it (forgets to, if that’s possible) except when she’s feeling really affectionate.

Emily –

Says it quite easily and casually. Someone does a favor for her, she’s like, “Thank you so much!! I love you!!”

I don’t think she can say it without meaning it coz she doesn’t lie, she’s very guileless to the point of bluntness on occasion. But she’s already very casual about saying ILYs, so it’s really people she doesn’t like that she can’t say this to.

Jacob –

He is self-conscious, because Yvonne brings him up and she doesn’t express her love for him in this way. It’s probably coz of Day that he is comfortable with it at all. When he is older, he is comfortable with it.

He can’t say it without meaning it. He would just keep quiet in that Jacob-way HAHA. He only ever says ILY to Day lol.

Thanks for asking! That was really long and I tried to keep it as organized as possible. Hope it was entertaining and easy to read.

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