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gr00vyminibus · 1 year

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Two parts to a heart.

Maria Rambeau x black fem.

Maria finally reconciles with you again but this time she may have to choose between the two people she loves the most.

Will include: lot of bad mouthing on Carol's behalf, consumption of alcohol, suggestive scenes, smut, suggestive oral sex, tribbing, degrading on someone's behalf. Self-projecting (oops! 😋 hey I love Carol but we got beef.)

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Maria felt she deserved this even if it made her feel guilty, she grew attached to Carol and loved her even but that devotion was torn in half by you.

Speaking of, you were beyond happy that she accepted this date at the underground and bought some food and drinks while you sat and listened to the live music. Maria was enjoying herself but even when she smiled and spoke with confidence you knew something was wrong.

"You thinkin' about her?" You spoke over the music as you leaned over. Maria sipped her alchoholic lemonade a bit faster before setting down the cup and allowing the acidic and sweet taste to settle on her toungue. Readying herself to lie.

"What? no. I'm not." She glanced at you and brought her eyes to the artist again. You noticed the subtle swallow in her throat and smirked, "You just lied." She rolled her eyes to the sound of you chuckling and tried to tune it out but you weren't having it.

"Acting like we ain't been in the force together. Bet carol couldn't read you like I do."

"Don't– talk about about her right now." You raise your brows and ask sarcastically, "Did I cross a line?" Maria tsked and crossed her legs over, her head shaking in disbelief before she decided to lean in your ear so you could hear her response.

"You know you being real petty right now." You shrugged, "So? Its just crazy that blondie ain't here, but she stays on your mind." You tilted your head at Maria as she rolled her eyes and gave you the hand to your chest.

"Whatever, I don't wanna hear anything about carol, I came here with you, not her." The music came to an end and their was just the sound of distant and close claps while you two stared at eachother.

"Fine. You right.. I'm trippin. You hoping to leave here with me too though?" Maria saw a flash of the old you and felt the other half of her heat fill in replacement of what carol couldn't be there to provide.

You braids fell further over your shoulder as you smiled and combed them forward. Maria poked her toungue in her cheek and looked elsewhere.

"Mhm, sure.."

"What was that?" She looked back at you and couldn't contain her hazy smile as she nodded, "Yes, I want to leave here with you." You glanced at her plum glossed lips and instantly wet your own. Maria watched the wet muscle slide back in your mouth as her smile grew wider from the side.

Then the host interrupted with another introduction of a musician.

"If you havin' a good time lemme hear you say yea?" The crowd agreed and he smiled all wide and boxy, "Our new performer is a poet and he real deep, came from the bars so he know a thing or two, give it up for Red Storm!" you both enjoyed the last of the music you were going hear from a microphone before hearing it another way.

Eventually when it was time to go, you stood up in your skin tight dress, hand in hand with Maria who held her pocketbook to her stomach as you led her out of the crowd. Maria's pent up desire only greatened when she rode quietly in the passenger seat of your SUV. She tried to focus on the highway or passing cars rather than your hand sliding down her thigh to cup her knee.

She remembers what you both used to do in flight school and outside of it. You were able to see Monica and be with her for a couple of months, that is until Maria broke it off. Carol was haunting her and took up the space in her mind that you used to occupy.

She realized she was using you and parted ways in the kindest way possible to gain time to heal and by God's gift... Carol came back. She came back in the most unusual situation and she didn't quite remember who Maria was but the woman was absolutely willing to help ring her bells.

And her nearly empty heart was refilling like a flipped hourglass, she knew that Carol still loved her and Carol knew that too but she had to leave yet again. Maria this time, was all the more understanding. Saving the rest of the galaxy was surely more important than staying with her and Monica.

Carol was accomplishing something bigger than the three of them but it hurt to know that she had a choice and didn't hesitate. Months of her absence began multiplying and Monica was too hopeful for her own good. It truly pained her as a mother to decompose her hopes into reality when her child was led on with the last few words Carol said to her.

Like she'd actually come back. Bullshit.

Maria was back at square one, her hearts compassion emptying out for everyone other than her child until she saw you again. Appearing polished because you held it together like you never had a day where you just wanted to beg on her doorstep, get revenge, or simply.. talk.

Obviously the last option prevailed and they were a lot of days where you both would just sit and talk until something sparked up again like a shabby yet treasured car.

Maria was persuaded into giving you both a chance again and thats all you wanted, another chance. You pulled into her driveway and unlocked the car doors so you both could get into the house as soon as possible. No one was there since Monica was at her grandparents and Maria stepped up the porch with you, keys in hand.

She jangled them for the right one before unlocking the door and walking inside, even after a long time you knew where everything was and followed her in the dimness of her house, the only light being the one through blinds since Maria flicked the porch lights on.

When she reached her room, your heart skipped a beat. You were met with same furniture and scent of fresh laundry, ensence and coffee along with Maria's sharp perfume.

"This what you wanted?" She asked as she found her way on the king-sized bed and flicked on a lamp, you stood a distance from Maria as you watched her drag the zipper of her dress slowly and finally peel the rest of it down her body when it reached the limit.

Without taking your eyes off of her her, you slid your heels off your feet and dropped them to the floor.

"It's damn sure a part of it." She threw her dress elsewhere and thumbed the straps of her bralette. The fact that it was a magenta and see through made your mouth water and you got in the bed with her in your own navy blue lace set.

Maria grabbed your face, bringing you in to kiss her, your toungue pressed against each other before your lips did and it didn't miss not a sound of content from the both of you. She began to straddle your lap and grabbed handfuls of your braids just to bring you closer.

Was it the loud drumming of your heart in your ears or was Maria kissing you really familiarly. It reminded you of the good times you spent sharing a bed but it had another nostalgic feeling in it.

Maria felt your hands run over the fullness of her bottom and knead the flesh like dough. She loosened her fingers from your hair and slid them down your neck to take a hold of it. Making you lean back at foot of the bed, your head resting just at the edge which made the blood start to rush north.

"Why don't you take my panties off, make my job easier?" You smirked as your fingers hooked in the bands and pealed them off with a smirk.

"Yes ma'am."

"Oh, you ain't forget your manners?" Maria momentarily got off your lap and used a hand to slide her undergarments off her ankles completely afterwards she used both to slide off your panties as you slightly raised your hips and lowered them back on the bed.

"Not during times like this" Maria liked the way your voice faded out as she put your legs togther in a familiar position, her eyes found yours again as she slowly scooted closer and closer until you physically couldn't take it and pushed your hips into her for that special connection.

A moan here, and sweet sigh there.

"You still got the heart to tease me? After all these years?" A teasing smile made its way to your lips as you grinding your hips, lips parting for a weak exhale between sentences. Maria grips your thigh for more control and accuracy and manages a smile back at you.

"You still ain't got the heart to take it, baby?" Your hand came down on the flesh of her ass as Maria let out a moan, biting her lip at wonderful tingling sensation that lingered behind.

"Keep talking, I love when you get smart." The way the energy shifted so pleasantly had her heart pumping with adrenaline. Should she be careful with her words or should she risk it and see how far you'll go.

You knew the gears in her head were turning so while they did you took the advantage of flipping your bodies over holding her leg over your shoulder. Maria exposed one off her breasts from her bra and pinched the nipple. Her body slid up the sheets repeatedly as you rocked into her.

The once perfect shape of her pixie cut being ruined by the hot friction under her head but that was the least of her worries. Maria arched once because she felt something build up inside already and it excited her because its been so long. Her eyes welled up looking at you.

"You know how beautiful you look right now?" You whispered as you leaned near her ear, "So fucking beautiful." You kissed the line of her jaw and gently moaned after because you were approaching the end too, your pussy missed maria just as much, if not more than Maria's has missed you.

She preened, "Yeah?" Her hands curled around any part of you like vines as she rocked back against you with her mouth falling open and snapping back closed with pleased hisses.

" 'Course. Carol ain't never tell you that?– about how sexy you look when you cum- or when you just tipping and tipping.. and don't know what do with yourself?" Maria felt irritation prick at her skin momentarily but you just made her even more turned on with how jealous and explicit you were.

If you weren't fucking Maria so good right now she'd kick you out of her bed. "I mean," you continued, wanting to spite the absent woman even more.

"does she even know how to truly turn you on?" Maria rolled her eyes and accidentally got them stuck back in her skull when you reached one hand down to rub smooth circles onto her throbbing clit. "Mmm, sh–shut up"

"She know that you want a woman willing to lick you from your pretty lil head to your toes? Admit you've been missing me– missing this passionate sex that Carol couldn't give you." your voice wavered a bit from the fact that you were so incredibly close and if Maria said it, that would certainly loosen the knot.

Instead she chose to be stubborn and not give you the satisfaction, Maria weakly pushed at your chest and squeezed her thighs to repel you but you grabbed both of her hands with one wrist. Her frustrated and lustful gaze met yours as you pressed further with your voice lowering.

"Mari' you know I got all night and the morning after." You searched in her eyes and saw them soften, you could really get to a person if you pleased them right but Maria was thinking beyond that. She wasn't getting pleasured by any random person.

She was sharing her body to the woman with skin the same color as ground coffee, your eyes the jugs of hickory liquor Maria's favorite small country bars would serve, always on a Friday or Saturday.

On those days she felt the most relaxed, even if she was away from her child.

Maria fell inlove with you because you were the embodiment of the phrase, I got you. She can hardly remember whenever your arms weren't open and if there was a time you had a good damn reason. You and Carol were two different people that claimed her heart for different reasons.

The thing is, Maria's mind clicked with you before her heart did. Almost like calling shotgun about which organ would control her feelings. You were mostly there and supported her through the whole road and hills ahead. But Carol popped in and made her days even brighter, she resurrected her heart.

But, you.

You.

She needed you more than she wanted you. So.

"Come on, baby." You spoke gently as your climax creeped.

"Yes, yes... I fucking missed you, y/n." You leaned in enough to be in a range where could you kiss her.

"You and I both knew that anyway." you crashed your lips together and your hold loosened on her bound hands, Maria brought them both down and embraced you with her arms holding your waist and neck possessively when their was no competition.

Your hips stuttered against one anothers like the moans that slid down your throats. Finally letting your quick orgasms take control.

Once you both calmed down, half naked chests pressing against eachothers and rising in breaths, you leaned up with yours hands dragging from Maria's limp body to your upright frame. Your bra getting un-clipped and thrown somewhere as Maria copied you.

She was very light headed but she sat up to welcome you back down her body with a hand rubbing your back, her eyes deeper than any sea and ocean. You ran your fingers through Maria's pixie as she mouthed wet kisses on your skin, her lips rubbing across the rich expanse of brown and sucking in certain spaces.

"I know I–" you started but her lips found your neck in no time, nipping and licking up your collarbone.

"I know I piss you off.. with the shit I say but– in my head you just belong with me." the statement was solemn and almost desperate. Maria departed from your skin and looked up at you, your bodies shifting positions again as she got between your legs on all fours.

Her arms planted behind your hips as you settled back and accepted the affection Maria continued to shower you with.

"I'd love to make all your wishes come true, you're such a wonderful woman." you relax and close your eyes.

"But you know I ain't no genie. M'not perfect." She placed a sticky kiss to your lips as you fluttered your eyes open. Maria sat back on her calves staring at you with little lust, a little love, and some sadness.

"I know you won't take me back immediately but I just want to stick around. Can you allow that?" Maria's heart started to twist as you stroked your braids behind your ear and maintained your eye-contact hopefully. She broke it eventually and sighed as her body moved back in between your legs.

The creamy mess on your thighs attracted her and she found herself spreading them apart as you wordlessly watched.

"Maria-"

"Yes?" She rasped and you flickered your eyes up to her ass propped perfectly in the air before looking back at her.

"You're avoiding my question."

"Am I?" Her lounge lapped at your inner thigh as she watched you pick your next words. "Yes, s-shouldn't we ta..?" Maria rolled her tounge back into her mouth and savored your combined tastes.

"Can we talk about this in the morning?" You raised your brows and placed your head against the headboard. Just agreeing in silence.

The morning would be best.

•

Your arm was comfortably tucked under Maria's head as she snored lightly. Eyes focused on her the moment you woke up, she was everything worth paying attention to.

You rolled onto your side and looked over her calm face and she started wake up when your lips kissed her temple. Maria squeezed her eyes a few times before she turned to the other source of warmth beside her.

A soft smile making its way onto her chapped lips as she traced her fingers down your cheek for a proper kiss. Despite your morning breaths you added toungue and cupped her face knowing Maria would soon need to breathe. She parted from you with a light chuckle.

"You just don't care, huh?"

"never did" you giggled and layed your head beside Maria's as she stroked your face and stared into your eyes, they just made her feel so comfortable and at peace like nothing could disrupt her life unless she gave it permission.

"You getting lost in em' huh?" You wriggled your brows as she narrowed her eyes and burst out giggling for a duration, ugh now here came the instinct to laugh about anything you said. To smile uncontrollably just because. "You not all that!"

You snickered and eventually you both melted back into the silence. Maria thought about your question and it pounded in her head like hammer and nail.

I just want to stick around. Can you allow that?"

"I thought about what you said.. you know. Sticking around?" You nodded against the pillow and swiped your thumb across her forearm. "I'm not saying no neither am I saying yes but... can you give me some more time?" You nodded aprrovingly and furrowed your brows.

"Of course." Maria sighed.

"Yeah, we just kinda.. had sex on the first date and while it was amazing" you smiled abashedly, "I want us to go on more and develop a stronger connection beyond our bodies. I want reconcile with the woman I met in the flightschool and I'd be more than happy to know the woman I'm laying with now."

"..what do you say?" Maria blinks at you as your hand stops stroking her arm and instead holds it. Your answer is the pull you make to her body and the kiss that erased the remaining exhaust from her mind. She's happy right now and so greatful that you, are now the one that understands.

"I love you."

Maria opens her eyes and feels it all rush in. Brown fingers didn't trace her skin, porcelain ones did and she sighed before looking into a pair of hazel orbs, Carol's hair is all over the pillows and both women look like a mess but it doesn't matter.

"You must've slept well?" Carol wasn't gone yet but Maria knew she wouldn't be here for long, hell, she had to leave for good today.

"Yeah, I had the.. weirdest dream." She muttered as Carol intertwined their fingers.

"Wanna tell me about it?" The blonde asked as she stared lovingly. Maria shook her with a small smile and changed the subject.

Here she had the woman she thought she yearned for and missed to death but she loved you too, and you were actually out there somewhere, miles away. Still holding the half of her heart.

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the-arcade-doctor · 1 year

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Black dress, with the thighs underneath

I got the breath of the last cigarrette on my teeth

And she's an actress, but she ain't got no need

She's got money from her parents in a trust fund back east

T-t-t-toungues, always pressed in your cheeks

While my tounge is on the inside of some other girl's teeth

T-tell your boyfriend, if he says he's got beef

That i'm a vegetarian and i ain't not fucking scared of him

ive heard that song yesterday via a friend of mine

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ishouldgetatumbler · 2 years

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The inside of the batmobile was red, cushioned and dim. Controls of a dozen gently glowing shades and shapes covered the dashboard, but Batman didn't protest when Danny sat next to him.

"This is so cool!"

"Buckle." Batman protested gruffly.

Danny pulled randomly at his shoulder level, grabbing a metal tab and clicking it into place. The seatbelt hugged to him automatically, and a small red light on the console dinged green.

"What does that button-"

"Ejector seat." Batman said dryly.

Danny's hand skittered away like a startled spider.

"Really?"

"No. That's a safety light that means someone doesn't have their seatbelt."

Danny sighed.

Batman pointed with one gloved hand at a glass covered large red button surrounded with yellow and black markings.

"That's the ejector seat."

Danny laughed nervously and leaned away from the console.

"Where are we going?" Batman asked, "I have some buisiness at Vladcorp before I take you back to the manor."

"Nasty Burger. Take a right at the end of the street, then go straight until you see the sign."

Batman must have stepped on the gas, as the vehicle lurched and buzzed, before taking off, away from the breaking sun.

"It's named Nasty Burger? I thought it was a nickname!"

Danny snickered behind a hand.

"Nope. Locally famous, it's the fastest burger in town."

Batman looked at his charge skeptically.

"You wanted something fast right?" Danny persisted.

Batman turned, the vehicle smoothly gliding into the driveway.

"What would you like?"

Danny grinned.

"Nasty burger. Extra nasty sauce"

Batmam made a pained expression, but rolled down the window to the menu sign outside.

"Welcome to nasty burger, would you like to try our Deep-Dish Krusty Fries?"

Before danny could speak, Batman held up a hand. In a cool clean, super hero voice he said

"No thank you. I would like two nasty burgers with extra nasty sauce please."

They drove off, leaving a stunned cashier behind them. Danny watched turned around in his seat, facing back to Bruce.

"A bat credit card?"

Batmam grinned.

"Never leave the cave without it."

Danny snorted, and tore into his burger. The thin, viscous and brown nasty sauce sprayed across his mouth. The flavors of lettuce covered with grease and cheese that had never met a cow met wet beef before his toungue found raw onion tangled in the tomatoes.

These flavors were nothing to the nail curling taste of nasty sauce. It hit him in jaw like a boxer whose mother he'd insulted. He smacked his toungue appriciatively, before turning to Batman.

He was driving, steady on the road, with his food in one hand. He had taken a bite clearly, besides the burger missing a chunk, the seperating mixture of Nasty Sauce was drawn in a thin circle around batman's mouth.

He looked perplexed.

"Is it good?" Danny asked, worried.

Batman licked his lips, clearing his face of the sauce.

"I don"t know." He said after a moment, before biting again.

And Danny supposed that was good enough: nasty burger is an acquired taste.

Once the meal was finished, Danny asked

"What do you need at Vlad corp?"

Batman crumpled his wax wrapping paper into a ball and pressed a button on the console, creating a small opening in the center console and dropping the paper in. Danny mimiced him, and the hatch closed.

"How much do you know about Vlad Masters?"

Too much was the correct answer; half ghost, millionaire, shoots lasers out of his hands and eats caviar.

"College friends of mom and dad. Rich inventor. Ran for mayor. Adopted me via lawsuit..."

Evil, scheming, powerful, short tempered...

"And insane."

Danny ventured he knew where the conversation was going. Where he hoped it was going.

Batman nodded. "He's planning something. Something involving Plasmius, and his feud with you. I'd like to know why. If you could tell me what Plasmius holds agienst you, that would help my investigation.

Danny swallowed. The red cushions he sat on seemed to stick to his skin, and the seat belt felt like a constrictor as clung around him. He was suddenly trying to pick the ejector seat button out of 20 or more dials around the center console.

How do I hide the fact I'm a ghost?

Danny's brain froze.

"Plasmius hates me because I'm trans."

That was stupid. It was correct, but it wasn't smart to say out loud. He panicked, the situation was too prickly, and he'd picked one of the thorns at random. Sure, Vlad hated him for not being a "Real Man", but the more sensible reason to say was that he represented the life with a woman he loved and would never have.

Danny felt weak and stupid.

He wanted to punch someone.

The car stopped.

"You'll be safe with the Wayne family. They're excentric, but I'm certain they can look after you for the time being."

The door opened.

"I'll be gone for half an hour. If I'm not back, please call commissioner Gordon of Gotham PD. There are snacks and water in the glove compartment."

The door closed.

#batman #danny phantom #phanfiction

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wanderingpages · 4 years

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Omg peach what’s your beef with metaphorical smut scenes I’m dying😂

Omg I told u not to @ me.

Idk it’s a me problem. Just cus you set a nearby tree on fire when he put his dick in you doesn’t make your sex life better to read about than a regular degular dicking down

I just feel like if you gotta be glowing to prove mans gave u good head then it seems like.... overcompensating in the writing department. It’s like my beef with purple prose. Idk how to explain it guys. It’s like...man, just write that he put his toungue on the clit and she saw stars - like even that shit is better than lightning striking in the distance.

That being said this probably sounds angrier than it really is lmao I usually don’t care bc sometimes it probably makes sense, maybe?? but if I happen to read something like that, my eyes roll so far back I see my own frontal lobes. But I get over it and skim it and get back to the plot, ya feel? It just doesn’t make me go “wow that author did that”

What are your guys’ thoughts, cus this seems like such a personal problem lmao

#asks

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gtseven7 · 4 years

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Seven Princes

Summary:

Seven handsome travelling entertainers capture hearts of the crowd by their amazing voices and artisic dancing as they slowly drain their audience's inner soul magic.

A/N:

eyyy look who's back! for anyone who waited thank you very much. if you didn't why didn't you? nah jk lol. thanksm for the patience!

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BamBam was pouting cutely on the bed. He huffed in annoyance as his comrades laughed at him. "Us the youngest always have to share!"

"Well that's true..." Always the three of them while the others are only in pairs. But Youngjae doesn't mind much. He doesn't care who he rooms with as long as he gets good sleep. "Just accept it Bammie. We lost the game. It's not like you haven't shared with the others before." Yugyeom tried to pacify his brother. "Or you know, we can take revenge hehe."

BamBam's eyebrow rose in excitement and laughed. "Yah! That's a good idea!"

Evil plotting by the youngest commenced. Revenge would taste sweeter for one of them because he would have to sleep on the floor.

On the other hand, Mark and Jackson's room was quiet. Which how it was always with Mark but rarely with Jackson. They were quick to arrange their things and put away their clothes in their temporary closet. "Mark hyung."

"Hm?"

"Let's explore outside."

"Hmm..."

The younger one sighed as he noticed his hyung drifting to sleep. He smiled faintly and started to remove his upper clothing. When Jackson gets bored, he trains his body.

Fifty push ups started.

The farthest room was occupied by Jaebum and Jinyoung. The rustling of clothes being removed from the bag was the only sound that echoed around them. They were unpacking silently, putting their clothes in their temporary closet. Few minutes passed and they finished. They sat on the only bed on the room.

"I feel cheated on."

Jinyoung snorted at the defeated voice of his hyung. Their bed situation, well it isn't the best. They had worse, of course, but that doesn't mean sharing a double bed is comfortable for them.

"You should've asked her first. Anyway, we had the last three rooms. I don't think we have much choice."

Jaebum sighed in agreement before flopping himself backwards, claiming half of the bed. "Don't hog the covers Jinyoung."

"You wish."

They took a nap unknowing the chaotic plotting of the young ones.

Dinner came and they went to eat at one of the richer parts of the town. It was fancy, least to say. Banderitas were hanging around, small stands are decorated as well. The houses weren't shabby either. That morning, the place was packed; people going around with a bounce on their feet. Now it's almost deserted. The ones they saw wandering around under the moonlight were ederly people and children.

"Thank you for visiting our place!" The old lady welcomed them with a smile and a list of menu. The seven of them huddled in the corner table to make them less noticeable. Not much people around for them to have to do so but it became a habit.

Once BamBam received the paper, he immediately ordered. "I'd like the spicy beef stew please."

"Stir fry chicken looks good too." Yugyeom licked his lips in anticipation as he looks over his brother's shoulder. "Hey share the menu!"

While the others were bickering yet again, on what they wated to eat, Jinyoung chose to ignore them. Even Jaebum was wrestling Yugyeom to get the menu. It was a bit embarrassing really.

The store lady chuckled a bit at the boys. Ah youth. "Aren't you boys just lovely? Why did you not join the ball at the palace tonight?"

"The ball? Oh. Yes. We heard about it."

"Ball? What ball?" Mark turned his attention towards their conversation. Jinyoung gave him a look saying 'you really don't know??' and he just answered with a much more confused face. 'No??'

"The palace holds an annual masquerade ball for everyone as a celebration for a good harvest. Honestly it's only all the young'uns that goes there but every Hallorian is free to go. Even tourists can! That's how kind the royals are."

As the old lady was explaining to Mark, the five boys began to listen as well. Their attention got caught by the information she shared. "You younglings can go! You will have a good time, there are many beautiful Hallorians there right now. It'd be a waste to miss it." Jackson's brow raised a little. His interest piqued by this ball she is talking about. No one said anything besides giving their order to the lady.

"That seems fun." Jackson said carefully, gauging their leader's expression. His eyes narrowed a bit, his toungue poking out a little on concentration. 'Please say yes please say yes.' The twins and Youngjae agreed. They are not party people per se, but the idea of the ball seemed to excite them a bit. It has dancing which all of them love. "We need to be on down low." Jinyoung defended, already disagreeing on the idea of exposing themselves more. Mark, who sits on his right fired back. "Our faces won't be seen anyways. It's a masquerade."

Their conversation was cut of when the food was laid down in front of them. One by one, each dish had an aroma that filled their hungry noses. "Woah. That looks so delicious."

Spicy beef stew. Stir fried chicken. Pork ribs.

But their salivating stopped when Jaebum said, "Do they allow late-comers to come in?"

Their cheers and Jinyoung's defeated sigh echoed in the restaurant.

#got7 #got7 imagines #jackson wang #park jinyoung #kim yugyeom #mark tuan #bambam #choi youngjae #im jaeboem #got7 dye #got7 scenarios #got7 not by the moon #seven princes #fic #fanfic

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