#chat with ya later artsy

[kirbyluigi]

"What are these two talking about? I'm not cute..."

I finally got around to finishing these two animations for @artsymeeshee 's self-indulgent challenge. I didn't think making two at the same time would destroy some of my brain cells.

Tbh, I brought this upon myself. It wouldn't be a challenge in my head if I didn't go for two.

Now... I gotta give my wrist a huge rest. I can still feel the cramps from trying to redraw frames. This was fun and worth it, though...

[kenniononion]

hey there ! now that you have your requests open I actually wanted to see how you write, how about nishinoya having a crush on a guy who is a bit shorter than him ? ^^ ♡

Of course, thank you for requesting 💙

Also, I tried answering this already but it didn't post and it also didn't save so I had to do this all over.

Sorry if it's bad.

Nishinoya x Shorter M! Reader

• First of all, my boy Noya right here was ShOoK when he saw how short you are.

• He literally went 👁👄👁

• He thought your height added to your cuteness but he'd never admit it.

• During practice he always made it a thing to won-up everyone just to try and impress you.

• Everyone kind of caught on so they'd literally let him win in whatever he did.

• You always smiled whenever you saw him doing this.

• His heart melts every time he saw you smiling especially if he was the reason you smiled.

• His heart always made little UwU's around you.

• It didn't matter what you were interested in or how long you were interested in that thing, he was always your #1 supporter.

• If you did a sport he was there for all your games unless he had a game that day.

• "See that short cutie right there? I'm gonna make him my boyfriend!" Even though he'd never tell you straight up.

• If you did something more artsy, he was always promoting your stuff to get you recognition.

• "This right here is my soon-to-be-boyfriends' art. You should totally check out his stuff, he's so cool!"

• When you did hear him say it one time you got so red.

• But you didn't bring it up to him since you were too embarrassed.

• If Tsukki tried to tease you about your height, Noya would be the first to jump on that

• Quite literally

• He low key loves it when you steal his hoodies.

• He thinks it's the cutest seeing you in his clothes, it's like you're both dating but neither of you knew it yet.

• Everyone always got the vibe that you guys were a thing and always brought it up.

• "Aren't you guys like dating?"

• Whenever someone would bring up you guys dating you both would always nervously and embarrassingly deny it.

• Even though neither of you thought it'd be gross or weird for you to start dating.

• You just thought the other thought that way.

• Kiyoko, being the good older cousin she is, would always ask if you liked the energetic teen and said that he liked you too.

• To which you denied of course.

• She's always smile at your response despite it always being the same. She knew you were lying.

• The thought that Noya could like you back was what caused you to ask him out.

• When you asked, Noya was visibly confused. He couldn't wrap his mind around the fact that you, (Y/N) (L/N), asked him, Nishinoya Yuu, out on a date.

• You thought you screwed up so you added "And our friends can come along too!"

• He was taken aback by that and felt his heart tightening.

• You felt yours drop as well.

• He still agreed though.

• The only people who agreed to go to the "friends date" were Hinata, Kageyama, Kiyoko, Asahi, and you and Noya of course.

• You guys decided to go to the park and play a few childish games such as freeze tag, hide n seek, and normal tag.

• Overall everyone had a blast despite being a little too old for those kinds of games.

• You all agreed to go to McDonald's for lunch and when you entered your made it your mission to sit next to Noya.

• Only to be stopped by Hinata grabbing you and sitting you in between him and Kageyama.

• "Please save me, (L/N)-san! Bakayama's tryna kill me!"

• You face palmed

• You and Noya constantly made eye contact with each other.

• Kiyoko was about the only one who caught onto this though.

• She sighed before making a small group chat including Hinata, Kageyama, herself, and Asahi.

Kiyoko: Have you guys seen the way Noya-san and (Y/N) look at each other?

Hinata: They're looking at each other? No they aren't-

Kageyama: They did look at each other Dumbass Hinata.

Hinata: Oh

Hinata: So mean ;(

Asahi: What should we do about it?

Kiyoko: I was thinking we could leave them alone to themselves.

Asahi: I agree.

• When they ended the short conversation they all looked at each other before nodding.

• One by one everyone left.

• "Sorry I forgot to feed my uh squirrel."

• "Yeah sorry I forgot my uh socks at home."

• "I'll see ya both later, bye Noya-san and (L/N)-san."

• "Talk to you guys later."

• And just like that, you both were alone.

• You decided to take advantage of the situation.

• After leaving McDonald's and walking around the park a little bit, he offered to buy you ice cream from the ice cream truck and you just couldn't pass the opportunity for free ice cream.

• You guys used your time wisely and talked a lot.

• When you guys realized it was starting to get late, you and him started hearing home.

• He offered to walk you home since his house was only a few blocks from yours.

• As you both stood there in a comfortable silence he decided to break the silence.

• "So uh, I had a lot of fun today."

• You smiled softly at him. "I did too. Though I'd like to go on an actual date with you.."

• You were nervous

• When you said that Yuu.exe stopped responding.

• His face said 👁\\\\\👄\\\\\👁

• Without hesitation you stood on your tip toes slight (since you're short) and kissed his cheek.

• He blushed like crazy and stuttered.

• "A-Alright! I-I'll take you on a r-real date then!"

• You smiled blushing a little.

• "I'd love that."

• "I'll see you at school tomorrow, bye (Y/N)!"

• Your face went red when you heard him say your first name.

• This was the start of something Beautiful.

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Hi, so this is my first request and I hope I did alright. Was it good? Was it bad? Please send me feed back. ^^

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[xnchxntmxnt]

OMG HAPPY 2OO LUV!! ILYSM, AND YOU DEFINITELY DESERVE MORE!! AS EXPECTED I'M HERE FOR THE MATCHUP EVENT AND I'M SO SORRY FOR BEING LATE KSDJFHSDF

1 | name : amie 2 | pronouns : s/her 3 | preferred gender : doesn't really matter 4 | self-description :

— it's ya clown sho <3 anyway, i'm an ambivert but more inclined towards the introvert side. my MBTI is INFJ and i'm a Gemini. i'd describe myself as someone who's very observant? yea, i guess. i'm awkward and you know it. My favorite color is blue, specifically sapphire, but i love all pastel colors. My fav show is Chicago Medical and all the psychological and crime thrillers out there are my favorite ( silent patient is my #1 though ) I love painting, playing piano and basketball!

— what i look in a partner you ask, uh, someone who can tolerate my silence. there are times when i go quiet for a whole day, i'll barely speak, no interaction nothing. i want someone who'd not exactly 'deal with it' but 'understand it.' also, i want someone who i can talk to without any hesitation. i have a hard time opening up so i don't do it but when i do, i spill almost everything. i might cry, might have anxiety attack, i might even shout. i know it's not very healthy but i want someone who can help me with those. plus someone who i can read with please <3 cheating and not having any respect for personal space would be the major deal breaker for me

5 | gen. aesthetic : my fashion sense starts from sweats and ends in sweats. i'm a big fan of those oversized hoodies and shirts, like something really comfy. however, i do have a collection of formal wears like blazers and dress.

6 | color/s to describe myself : red, actually. if not read then blue. it switchers but red 90% of the times.

7 | fav song/s : literally everything by Chase Atlantic and The Neighborhood. However, my absolute favorites are some of the famous classical pieces like Experience by Ludovico Einaudi and Chopin's Ballade No. 1 Op 23.

8 | fav genre of music : classical music ( Beethoven, Einaudi and Chopin own my heart )

Lol this is very lengthy I'm sorry, btw congrats again!

I looked into MBTI, I looked into zodiacs, I went off of what you said

Here he is, the man, Seijoh’s do-it-all guy

HANAMAKI TAKAHIRO ur new boyfriend

There is not enough content for him, anyway

How You Met

Bear with me here

Think about this

Artist!hanamaki

You love painting? Art club.

Idk if youre actually in any art club but shhh

Anyway, it was probably some sort of community thing full of tons of different age artists (bc you’d have basketball or something after school and he had volleyball)

So like once a week on thursday afternoons everyone gets together and does all sorts of artsy stuff

Everyone listens to lo fi music (or you can bring headphones) and chit chat and just paint for a couple hours

Its in the back section of a library (bc the library near me does stuff like this its awesome) so if you want you can go read a book while you wait for things to dry

One day the person that ran it suggested you talked to the new guy

He was about your age, it was his first day, they didn't know what all he was good at, and tbh they thought you two would look cute together

Just the vibes yk

So you set up your canvas and stuff next to him and introduced yourself

And you guys just vibe to the playlist

He’s REALLY good

Compliments you a lot too

Which is fun because he’s cute so it makes you a little flustered

You find out you guys go to the same school and he’s on the VB team

And says he has a (practice) game that weekend and asks you to come if you can

Which you do

And they win! So its fun!

Matsukawa basically asks you out for him though

He’s heard all about you already

“You don't get it issei! She’s so pretty!! God, she touched my hand and I thought I was gonna die!!!!!” “the enthusiasm is new for you” “shut up asshole” (conversation from the night before)

So he walks up to you after the game and is like “Hey so,,, we’re going out to get some lunch, you wanna come?”

Makki thinks HES flirting with you and is pissed off about it

Until you all sit down for lunch and oh, the only open spot for him is next to you (since when is matsukawa willing to sit between iwaizumi and oikawa??)

He asked you out after art club that week (Mattsun threatened not to give him any more monster for the rest of the month if he didn't get the guts to do it)

General Headcanons

You date hanamaki, you're also dating matsukawa

There’s no separating them (good thing ur MBTIs work together too, especially for strong friendships)

This was literally my first thought

So

Good luck with both these trolls

More on that later

Of course he’s going to be worried if you go radio silent for a while, but he'll understand

There are some days he’s not gonna wanna talk either

He’s really supportive on your bad days of course

Expect a random text in the middle of the evening from him

“Hiya sweetheart, just wanted to remind you that you’re beautiful, I love you, and I hope your day is going well.”

When he’s having a bad day, the same thing is all he needs from you to keep moving

He’s a really honest person. If you want to talk to him, be prepared not to get any sugar coating. If you tell him to shut up because you don’t want advice, he will. But if you expect advice from him, expect brutally honest advice. Subtlety is not his strong suit, so when it comes to advice, he’s going to tell it like it is. He's just trying to help, yknow?

However, he’s pretty good with people, so will know how to comfort you when something is bothering you. Tea and cuddles? Gotcha. Dancing at 11pm because neither of you want to sleep yet? On it. You want him to hold you? Perfect.

He’s not like...the most touchy person? There are some things he’s really indifferent on, and other things he’s stubborn as hell with. Whatever you wanna do, though

His weakness though

⚠️this part is slightly little bit suggestive⚠️

He will randomly walk up to you and pull you against him, give you a really deep kiss, smirk and walk away like nothing happened

Like hands in hair probably almost making out and then just

Walk away

Because that’s how he kisses and it’s breathtaking every time

It’s either little temple kisses or forehead or cheek pecks or something

Or that

And probably leaves you flustered and it’s funny (to him) (and to me if I was there with you) (bc that would be funny)

Hmm I’m thinking

I’m thinking hair dye dates

He needs help doing his hair from time to time Y’know (he doesn’t he just likes spending time with you) and he wants to make it pink again

So he teaches you how to do his hair and even offers to dye yours one day

Either just a strand or the ends or everything, up to you

Imagine having twinning hair dye with makki isn’t that cute

I think it’s cute

I said ur platonically dating mattsun right

Yes you are now

He absolutely adores you and loves how much makki loves you

Probably would have asked you out if makki didn’t but he was really pushing for makki to because he was just all over you in the beginning

He wasn’t overly attached to you romantically so being friends? Perfect. Sounds great

You two get along wonderfully though like you act like siblings once you warm up to each other

Again, very brutally honest person, but a little more awkward so doesn’t know what he’s saying might come off as he’s acting like a dick

He doesn’t try to though and he does really care about you

Flat out told makki if he breaks up with you and breaks your heart he’s gonna kick his ass (makki doesn’t know he had the same (less aggressive) conversation with you)

Tbh all of the VBC at seijoh loves you

Oikawa loves talking to you he thinks you’re great for makki

Gets you in on he and makki and mattsun’s antics

Iwa thinks you’re good too he just doesn’t know you as well

I think that kunimi would like you (he was almost a runner up--)

Kindaichi too

The first years just think you’re cool even if they won’t say it out loud

Seijoh VBC loves you

You got mattsun’s approval

And hanamaki loves you with literally everything in his life

So

You’re pretty set with your strawberry baby huh

Date Night!

SLEEPOVERS

I was waiting for some matchup to come along that gave me sleepover vibes

In a perfect world where you could do sleepovers with your bf because most parents would,,,not let that happen

Imagine…

He shows up at like 7:00 after practice, pizza in hand because he picked up dinner

You two eat, chat about your day, he probably scarfs down half the pie bc it’s after practice ofc he’s hungry

So when you guys are done eating you head up to your room

And make pillow fort

It’s mandatory

Different design every time, but there’s a pillow fort nonetheless

And then when there’s just enough room for the both of you to climb in

You get a blanket and a couple pillows and one of your phones or laptops or whatever and watch a movie and cuddle

When the movie is over you guys break out the face masks

You ever wonder why he has such great skin? It’s thanks to you (or if you don’t have masks, he picks them up on the way home from practice)

But anyway you guys talk shit about people for a while and sit with the masks on (it’s usually him talking about how Oikawa is a bitch as much as he loves him) (or about whatever he and Mattsun were talking about lately)

You both get chances to vent while the masks sit on your face and you just vibe with music (usually that you pick) (he listens to like,,,meme songs and like CORPSE yk)

After masks you guys make/get some snacks and munch on those during another movie but this time you’re in comfy jammies and more relaxed Y’know

Less paying attention to the movie you’ve seen a million times and just vibing in each other’s presence and it’s just really sweet

Fall asleep on his chest

Let him fall asleep on yours

Either way, you’ve got him whipped for you he loves you

Not that he doesn’t already but that’s his favorite thing ever so please just let him do that

Always makes sure to tell you he loves you before you sleep too

If you fall asleep first he takes embarrassing pictures of you with your hair being a mess & you best bet he sends them to mattsun because “she’s so cute omfg” “dude” “dude what” “you’re so fuckin stupid” “?” “Whatever—good luck being whipped just tell me when you need to get a ring, k” “you’re such a jackass” “yeah yeah Gnight”

Zodiac/MBTI

Okay so I’m not doing a big long paragraph for all this BUT from what I understand, Gemini/Aquarius are really compatible, and ENTP and INFJ are known as “perfect matches” sO (I had a really hard time deciding between Atsumu and Makki because they're both ENTP)

Psst Gemini + Leo is compatible and so is INTP + INFJ,,,, so, again, asking you to marry me sho 💍💍

Aesthetic/Vibes

Playlist

Prelude and Fugue No. 1 in C major, BWV 846

Linus and Lucy by Vince Guaraldi Trio (meme song)

Sky Full Of Stars by The Piano Guys

Someone To You by The Piano Guys

Shut Up And Dance - Simply Three

Runners Up

Miya Atsumu, Tsukishima Kei

[alpacaparkaseok]

7 Secrets <pt. 6>

GENRE: Soulmate!au BTS!

WARNINGS: maybe a bit of anxiety

WORD COUNT: 5446

I rewrote this part a few times, I wanted to get it just right. I hope you enjoy! Stuff is about to go down lol 

**Song rec for this chapter: “So Will I” by Ben Platt 

Thursday begins with a bang.

More specifically, it begins with the sound of Ichika falling off of her bed from the upper floor, and me waking up at the sound and wondering for half a moment what I’ve got going on today.

Ignorance is bliss.

The house is oddly quiet, and I lay there for a lot longer than I thought I would be able to. I eye my shopping bag at the foot of my bed, eager to get ready. Like Himari said last night: we’re going to look good today.

It isn’t until a light knock sounds at my door that I realize I’ve been dozing off again. Ichika peeks inside, her face lighting up in a grin when she sees my bedhead.

“Good morning,” she chimes before padding over and flinging herself onto my bed. We lay there for a long while, quietly chatting about the day and how we’re going to get ready and style our hair.

Next comes Aera, her bedhead even more impressive than mine. She doesn’t say a word, simply sliding in under the covers.

Minsuh and Seohyun appear later on. My bed isn’t nearly big enough to accommodate us all but I don’t mention it, opting to bask in the lazy morning that feels like the calm before the storm.

It’s nearly noon by the time Himari and Kyung-soon show up, the two of them cracking up at the scene.

“Wait, let me grab my phone!” Himari runs to get her phone and snaps a photo of the five of us buried on my bed.

“Alright,” Kyung-soon sighs, a light in her eyes that I haven’t seen there before. “Let’s eat. We can’t be hangry when we meet our soulmates.”

It’s like she said the magic word, because soon enough my room is empty with only Himari left behind.

“Wow, they only wanted me for my bed. How rude,” I joke, earning a light laugh. “Are you ready for today?”

Himari smirks at me. “You know, I’ve had three years to prepare but somehow this morning I woke up feeling just as unprepared and giddy as I did three years ago. Isn’t that strange?”

She slings her arm around me and we make our way downstairs to the chaotic kitchen. “No, I get what you mean. I feel really chill right now, but it’s like I can feel the storm coming.” A couple of the other girls hear my comment and are quick to agree.

Seohyun lets out a shaky breath, the girl showing the first signs of nervousness. She says something that surprises me a bit, seeing how she’s always been the most vocal about her soulmate. “Well, I guess that no matter what happens today, everything will be alright. At the end of the day, we’ll still have each other.” She smiles at us as she takes a bite of her toast. “That’s more than enough for me.”

“Aw, so sentimental, Seohyunie.” Aera coos.

“Yeah, you’re not allowed to get us all emotional this early in the day.” Ichika says.

“It’s literally already the afternoon,” Seohyun fires back, her cheeks red.

“Well, bicker all you want, but I’m going to go get ready!” Minsuh has already devoured her breakfast, the excitement prominent on her face. I’m glad to see that her worries from the other night have subsided.

“Minsuh!” Himari shouts after the fleeing girl.

“Yeah?”

“I’ll pay for your meals for a month if you wear your pajamas to meet Jungkook!”

“Not a chance!”

↔

5 pm has come all too soon.

I fidget in my room as I take one last look in the full-length mirror. My hair falls around me in long curls; the time it took to perfect them definitely paid off. There’s a bit of rain falling, so I don my new trenchcoat in preparation for the cooler weather.

I smile at my reflection, amazed at the power a beautiful (but cozy) outfit has on my mood. My reflection portrays a young woman who looks like she’s ready to take on the world.

I only hope that confidence doesn’t abandon me.

It’s currently 4:45, the van should be here in 15 minutes. I take the moment of peace to close the door to my room and settle down on my bed, hesitating before picking a song to listen to.

I pluck up the courage and click on the song. “Forever Rain” from Namjoon’s playlist “Mono” plays, the light pitter patter of the rain from outside creating a surreal atmosphere.

Closing my eyes, I allow the song to wrap around me. Namjoon’s soothing voice both calms me and makes my heart race as I wonder for the fiftieth time today what he’s doing right now.

As the song comes to a close, I open my eyes and take a deep breath.

“I can do this.”

With the final boost of courage, I double check that I have everything I’ll need (which is really just myself, purse, and phone) and head downstairs. Kyung-soon is already down there, standing by the window in the living room as she cranes her neck to see if the van is coming. She looks beautiful, the simple sweater and jeans only bringing more attention to her delicate features. Her long black hair is lightly curled, and her berry-colored lips turn up in a nervous smile when I enter the room.

“You look amazing,” she says. “Seriously.”

“You do too, Soon-ah. Absolutely stunning. I’m glad that I’m not the only one who went with a more casual outfit. We’ll have to stick together.” I wink at her, and she laughs before turning back around to look out at the street.

Himari enters the room, the queen of casual style that she somehow manages to pull off like she’s at the red carpet. She carries a jacket in hand, prepared for the rainfall.

“Hey,” she greets me. “Looking good.”

“Right back at ya.” Himari stands beside me, resting her head on my shoulder. She’s unusually touchy today, no doubt due to the nerves. I don’t mind the extra contact, it helps to soothe my own nerves.

“Are the vans here yet?” Seohyun lights up the room in her yellow skirt, another queen of casual style. “Wow, you were right Himari. We do look amazing today.”

“We do, don’t we? No, no vans. They should be here any minute. Do you have everything?”

“Yeah, ready to go. I’ll go check that the others are ready.”

Soon enough Seohyun returns with Minsuh, Aera, and Ichika. All three look amazing, Aera’s professional background in design and fashion showing through as she is definitely the most well-dressed out of all of us. Minsuh looks adorable, her jean skirt making her look more youthful than me. Ichika reminds me of Taehyung, her layered top bringing out the artsy vibe she always has.

“Oh, oh!” Kyung-soon looks like it’s Christmas morning. “I think that’s the van, coming down the street!”

We all rush over to the window, honing in on the large black van that makes its way down to the apartment. It comes to a stop outside, and a man in a black suit and earpiece steps out.

“Wow, I feel like we just became famous,” Minsuh whispers.

“Alright, does everybody have everything?” I pipe up. The last thing we need is to forget something important. Everybody double checks, and by some miracle we’re ready. Just in time. A knock sounds on our door.

“You get it, Beth.” Himari nudges me.

“How did I know you’d say that?” I open the door, the bodyguard waiting for me outside with his umbrella up and ready to shield us from the rain.

“Hello everybody, Bang PD sent me. Are you ready to go?” I nod, my stomach doing flips. “Alright. I’ll escort you to the car, go ahead and step under my umbrella.” With my head in the clouds I step out, remembering at the last second to tell the other girls to lock the door behind them. I double check my purse, making sure I have the house key.

Before I know it all seven of us are packed into the van, and we’re off. Ichika sits on my left, holding my hand so tightly I think I’ll lose feeling in it before long. On my right is Kyung-soon, her arm looped through mine.

Our chauffeur is kind enough to play some music so we don’t drown in the heavy silence. None of us say much, each too lost in their own world to focus on a conversation. With each passing block my heart pounds faster and faster, and I fight against the tears that are pricking my eyes. I don’t want to cry. I can’t cry yet, but my inner whirlpool of emotions threatens to take over.

It’s already been a long day. And now, we’re just getting started.

What only feels like five minutes turns out to be thirty, because we’re suddenly pulling up to the BigHit building.

I manage to croak something out before we come to a complete stop, speaking for the first time the entire drive. “I’ll hold your purse while you go run laps, Kyung-soon.”

We laugh a bit, easing the tension. “How kind of you.” We begin to pile out of the van, and we’re escorted to a side door by the kind bodyguard. In a blur of movement we’re inside the building and led to an elevator. It’s only when we’re passing the fourth floor that I even realize that Ichika is still holding my hand.

“You alright?” I whisper to her, even though everyone can hear me in the small space of the elevator.

She looks at me, her eyes wide with anticipation and the anxiety that comes with it. “What was the code word for if we think we’re going to pass out?”

Aera’s voice pipes us from behind us, I can hear the grin in her voice. “It’s ‘holy cow’, isn’t it Beth?”

I can’t help but laugh, the ridiculousness of the entire situation making everything funnier. “Yeah, that’s it.”

Ichika squeezes my hand again. “Well, holy cow Beth. Holy cow is pretty much the only thing I’m thinking right now.”

“Are you telling me that you’re not even thinking about Taehyung?” I raise my eyebrows at her, the teasing making me feel better. Less likely to throw up, at least.

“Oh, shut up.” Ichika rolls her eyes, but the nerves seem to lessen a bit at the banter.

The doors slide open and the bodyguard ushers us out. “Alright, right there is Mr. Bang’s office. He should be inside waiting for you.” He points out a door just down the hall.

I make my way to the door on shaking legs, unsure of what to expect. Surely the boys aren’t inside the office, right? No, it’s way too small to fit all of us in there at the same time. That would just be cruel.

A quick glance over my shoulder shows everybody else trailing behind me. Himari gives me a thumbs up, prompting me onward. I level with a look that says ‘why must I do everything’ before I knock on the door.

A few seconds pass and then the door is swinging inward and Mr. Bang’s smiling face greets me.

“Well hello! I’ve been waiting for you all!” His eyes sweep over us, doing a mental count. “I’m glad you could make it. Come inside.”

The inside of Mr. Bang’s office is filled with photos, awards, and a leather couch with a few chairs. I all but collapse into one of the chairs while everybody else chooses their seats. Nobody speaks, but I notice them looking to me, Mr. Bang included. Clearly he’s waiting for my usual sarcastic remark.

“Well, here we are.” I say, struggling to even think straight enough to come up with a decent comment. “What’s on the agenda for today?”

Mr. Bang leans back in his chair, observing us. “Let’s get right down to it. There’s a lot we need to go over today, some can be done now with just the seven of you, the rest will have to be done with the boys.” My heart skips a beat at the mention of our soulmates. For some reason I’m surprised that we are actually going to meet them today. Maybe part of me simply expected a meeting with Mr. Bang. At least I didn’t buy a new outfit for nothing, right?

“Ok,” I nod slowly as though to clear the fog in my head. Right now I’ve got tunnel vision and I know I won’t be able to retain much information. “That’s fine. What do we need to know?”

“First off, are you all doing alright? Breathe. I can tell you that the boys are just as nervous as you are, so just breathe and try to relax. Today is meant to be enjoyed, and I promise that my staff and I have tried to make this day as calm and normal as can be.”

I almost laugh, wondering what part of normal includes a bodyguard and meeting the most famous band on the planet. I guess we’re playing by Bang PD’s rules now, though.

“The boys are nervous?” Minsuh pipes up, sheepishly looking down at her shoes.

Mr. Bang chuckles, nodding his head. “Extremely. I nearly had to give Jungkook a paper bag earlier because he was so close to hyperventilating.”

This merits a laugh and a sigh of relief from everyone, especially Minsuh as she blushes thinking about her soulmate.

“Anyways, I’ll try to get through this so you can meet the boys.” He now has everyone’s full attention. “I first wanted to thank you all for being so patient over the past three years. I know this hasn’t been easy, and you’ve had to sacrifice a lot of things. You’ve handled yourselves with grace and dignity. Even without the soulmate tests confirming your bonds with the boys, I would have been sure that you are meant to be simply by observing you over the years. I cannot thank you enough.”

He smiles at us, an adoring look in his eyes.

“Thank you,” Kyung-soon mutters.

“Now we’ve finally made it. It’s been a long journey, and this may seem sudden, but I believe that the timing is right. Today there will be a couple of doctors on hand who specialize in soulmate bonding, as these first meetings can be draining on both your emotions and energy. Don’t be afraid to ask for a breather if all of this is too overwhelming. There is no shame in that.”

My stomach turns to rocks hearing that. I’m reminded of my conversation just a couple of days ago with Aera. If meeting my soul sisters, who I’m not directly bonded to was so intense, what will this be like? Namjoon is only one person, whereas I have six soul sisters.

I voice my thoughts aloud. “I understand that this will be more...intense than it was meeting the girls. Will it really be that bad?”

Bang PD smiles at my question. “That bad or that good?” A blush creeps up my cheeks. “It will definitely be much more intense than your first meeting with the girls. Direct bonds are powerful. There is also the fact that you will be indirectly bonded with the other boys, like you were with the girls. Not quite as intense as the soul sister bond, but similar to it since they are your soulmate’s soul brothers.”

I exchange looks with Himari. This is news to us. It makes sense, and I’m happy about the fact that I’ll be gaining a lot of new friends today.

“Due to the fact you’ll be going through various levels of bonding today, we have taken precautions. You each will first meet your soulmates privately, and given sufficient time to bond and recover.” My stomach grows more and more uncertain as Mr. Bang explains the process. “After that, each individual couple will meet a different couple one at a time until you’ve all finished meeting. Like I said, doctors will be there to support you and we encourage you to take a break if you’re too exhausted. However, I’ve been told by the specialists that your soulmate will be the best support to you. So don’t be afraid to rely on each other. Understood?”

Mr. Bang smiles as us like he’s suggesting a place to grab lunch, not explaining the details of soulmate bonding. I give him a weak smile in return, a couple of the others grunting in acknowledgement.

“Wonderful.” Mr. Bang stands up from his seat, the simple action making my heart begin to pound again as I know that can only mean one thing. “Let’s get to it. I hope you don’t mind, but I discussed this with the boys earlier and asked them what order they would like to go in. Surprise, surprise: they’re going in order of age. That means that Jin and his soulmate will go first.”

I turn to look at Kyung-soon, who looks deathly pale. I wonder if the first thing she’ll say to Jin is a string of curse words for making her go first. Better first than last. Poor Minsuh will have to wait a long time for her turn, only making the nerves worse.

“Well, shall we?” Kyung-soon has gotten a hold of herself again, rising from the couch and smoothing out her sweater. “I’ve got to give my soulmate a piece of my mind for making me go first.”

Bang PD bursts out into laughter, having never seen the feistier side of the normally docile Kyung-soon. “Oh, I have a feeling the two of you will get along great.”

↔

I feel like I’m at the waiting room in the doctor’s office. Kyung-soon just entered a room at the end of the hallway, waving at us as her eyes lit up with that same light I noticed earlier today. I can only pray that I’ll be just as good at masking my nerves.

Seohyun paces in front of where we sit, awaiting her turn. We were told that we would each be given about 5 minutes of initial bonding before they would clear the room for the next pair. Apparently after the first five minutes the intensity starts to wear off, and then each couple is escorted to a recovery room on the same floor somewhere.

My blood is humming in my veins and I can practically feel Namjoon, wherever he is. Probably just on the other side of this floor. I fidget in my seat, desperate to just get it over with but dreading it at the same time. In my head “Forever Rain” is echoing, and I can’t tell if that’s helping or not.

5 minutes pass. Seohyun is waved over by a friendly looking doctor who pokes her head out the door.

“You’re Min Yoongi’s soulmate?” The doctor asks, her smile unwavering as Seohyun prances down the hall.

“I am, yes.” She waves at us. “See you on the other side!” I can hear the shaking in her voice, but she looks excited. We wave back, calling out words of encouragement.

Himari stands up, stretching. “Do I look alright?” She’s up next. Just a few more minutes before she disappears through that door.

I nod. “You look perfect. How are you feeling?”

“Like I could run a mile in 3 minutes flat but also like I might throw up at any second. You?”

“Pretty much the same. Not sure I could do 3 minutes though, maybe 4.”

Himari laughs, fiddling with her shirt and making sure it’s tucked in correctly. I stand up, helping her in the back where she can’t see.

“Everything will be perfect,” I reassure her, hoping that my smile looks the part. She sighs, wrapping me up in a hug. I’ve received a lot of those since I landed in Seoul.

“Love you.”

“Love you too.”

Suddenly it’s been five minutes, although I have a sneaking suspicion it’s been less. Leave it to Seohyun to bond quicker and more efficiently than anyone else.

“Gotta go,” Himari salutes us as she makes her way to the door where the same doctor awaits her. I hear her voice as she confirms that she’s Jung Hoseok’s soulmate, but it sounds distant and quiet as the din in my head turns up to full volume.

5 minutes.

I remain where I was before, staring at the wall as I sway from one side to another. It’s so loud in my head, “Forever Rain” is on repeat and I swear my heart is trying to break out of my chest.

“...ok?”

I blink, looking at Aera who has concern written all over her face.

“Did you say something to me?”

“I just asked if you were going to be ok.”

I swallow heavily. “Y-yeah,” I manage to get out. “I’ll be fine. Just freaking out a little bit.”

“Ok,” Aera doesn’t look convinced.

“Do I look alright?” I fidget with my necklace.

“Bethany,” Aera’s voice cuts through all the noise in my head. “You are absolutely gorgeous. You’re also the most courageous, capable person I know. You can do this.”

I can do this. I think of Namjoon, so close by. We can do this.

“Bethany?” The door at the end of the hallway opens up, the doctor peeking outside.

I look back at Aera, and she offers me a thumbs up. Minsuh and Ichika smile up at me, words of encouragement spilling from their lips.

“That’s me.”

“Kim Namjoon is your soulmate, correct?” The doctor’s kind eyes are assessing me as I walk over on surprisingly steady legs.

“Yes,” I nod. My eyes focus on the doctor’s name tag as she gently ushers me inside the room. It says her name is Dr. Kim, which must be a good sign, right?

“Ok, Bethany. How are you feeling?”

I nod, the nervousness must be written all over my face so I don’t try to hide it. “I’m fine, I think. Just a little nervous.

Dr. Kim smiles at me. “That’s completely normal. If you need anything, I’ll be right here.”

I’m about to thank her when another voice interrupts my thoughts.

“Oh,” it comes out as a gasp, and my head feels like it’s swimming through concrete as I turn to look who it is. Even though I already know. I’ve heard that voice countless times.

Kim Namjoon is already looking at me by the time I drag my eyes to his face. I hardly register Dr. Kim’s nudge as I start moving forward, a male doctor on the other side of the room watching us intently.

Namjoon looks how I feel- struck by lightning. His eyes are alight with something akin to adoration and curiosity, and I can feel my heart skip a beat as I realize that look is for me.

He takes longer strides than me, but he stops just a step away from me. I take a moment to take in his appearance. The denim jeans he’s wearing nearly steal all of my attention before I manage to look up at his shirt, a simple white button down.

Perfect is the only word I can think of as I finally look back up at him. Once again, his eyes are already on mine and I jump at little at the sudden eye contact. His mouth opens, another little gasp leaving it.

His cheeks are flushed when he finally speaks.

“I-can I…” He stops, eyes drifting to his feet before looking back up at me again. “Can I just hug you?”

I nearly sob at his sweet question, and I silently step forward to press myself into my soulmate’s chest. He reacts immediately, his arms wrapping around me like a starving man. And it’s there, as my head nestles into his neck, that I feel the bond.

Namjoon holds me steady as what I imagine what lightning feels like courses through my body. With it comes a flurry of emotions, each one passing so quickly that I hardly have enough time to identify it before another comes. A pang of sadness hits me, and I can tell Namjoon feels it too because his already impossibly tight grip grows tighter. He rests his cheek on my head, and I nearly melt at the touch. With it the sadness fades, a calming balm coursing through us. Love, joy so tangible I nearly reach out to touch it, giddiness and trust wrap themselves around us.

By the time everything subsides, a single thread of the bond hangs invisible between us that I can almost tug it. I feel like I’m coming up for air after being submerged in water for too long.

We separate as a final shock hits us, both of us panting even as we wince at the loss of contact.

Dr. Kim and the male doctor make their way over to us, Dr. Kim attaching a blood pressure cuff to my arm before I even realize what’s going on. I notice the other doctor doing the same to Namjoon.

Namjoon sneaks a glance over at me, his cheeks still a deep red. My mind is still spinning and trying to understand what just happened. And the fact that I’m literally 5 feet away from my soulmate.

“Are you ok?” I flush as Namjoon asks me the question, Dr. Kim grinning up at me knowingly.

I nod. “Y-yeah. I think so. Are you?”

“Feeling great,” he responds even as he glares down at his blood pressure cuff. My eyes trail down to it too, before I decide against it as his bicep tends to make my giddiness grow. “I’m Namjoon, by the way.” He gives a sheepish grin, his dimple just showing up.

I return it, and his eyes drift down to my mouth. “I’m Bethany.” I chew on my lip for a second, my blush only growing stronger as I watch Namjoon force his eyes away from my mouth and red color his cheeks. Good to know I’m not the only one struggling. “You can call me Beth, though.”

Before we can continue our small talk, the cuffs are released. “Ok you two, feeling alright?” The male doctor asks us. We both nod. “Great. I know it’s intense and you might be feeling a little weak, but don’t be afraid to rely on each other. Namjoon, go ahead and hold Bethany’s hand while we take you to the recovery room. It will help to steady you both.”

Namjoon looks at me hesitantly, clearly embarrassed, but he slowly extends his hand out to me. So slowly that it looks like he’s trying to not scare away a skittish animal.

His hand engulfs my own, and the doctor was right. I feel much better already, more steady. Namjoon gives my hand a squeeze, looking down at me. I nearly swoon, a giggle escaping me at the situation.

“What are you laughing about?”

Hearing him speaking to me only makes me laugh again. “I just can’t believe how freaked out I was before.”

“Oh, me too.” My surprise must be evident at his confession. Was he really nervous too? “I don’t think I’ve slept for the past three days.”

We’re led out of the room to another room with a couch and some water and snacks. Just before the doctor leaves I remember to ask him something.

“Excuse me?” Namjoon grins at my politeness, not releasing my hand as he grabs water and offers it to me.

“Yes?”

“How long did we take?”

The doctor smiles. Everybody is smiling, me included. How could I not?

“Do you have a bet going on with the others or something? I hate to break it to you, but you guys are dead last. The bonding lasted six minutes.” My eyes widen. It certainly didn’t feel that long.

“How long did Seohyun take? She’s with Min Yoongi.”

“Oh, yeah, how long did they take? They were fast.” Namjoon mumbles by my side.

The doctor chuckles at us. “They only took 2 minutes and 42 seconds.” With that he leaves us alone in the room.

“Wow,” I whisper, sipping on my water. Namjoon still holds my hand, his fingers interlocked with mine. I try and fail to not let the small point of contact take over my senses. “I should have known Seohyun would be quick. She was by far the most prepared out of all of us.”

“And you were the least prepared.”

It isn’t a question, and I glare at him. “What’s that supposed to mean?!”

Namjoon laughs as I yank my hand from his, feigning offense. I collapse on the couch and he follows after me.

“I watched the docufilm,” Namjoon explains, sitting on the opposite end of the couch. I groan, hiding behind my hands.

“Like, all of it? Everything over the past three years?”

He chuckles, growing more comfortable by the second. “Yep. Everything.” His dimple reappears and I admire him from behind my hands. “I’m just glad you didn’t go to Antarctica.”

I laugh, pointing at him accusingly. “So you were watching the Facetime a couple of nights ago!” Namjoon has the decency to look flustered. “How dare you?”

“We-I just-” he stutters, “Can you blame me?”

I assess him from where he sits a respectable distance away. I still hardly even know the man, but I already know I could never harbor a grudge. Not that he needs to know that right now. I get up, heading over to the snack table again before deciding on a bag of chips. Now I’m starving, after hardly being able to eat over the past couple of days. Namjoon sits in silence, awaiting my response. I almost laugh again at the whole situation, until I realize that we are very much alone in this room. I shake off the tension I feel, taking a deep breath to calm down.

“I was freaking out the entire call,” I admit, settling back down on the couch. “I kept thinking I could hear people in the background, but I thought that I must be going crazy. So I definitely blame you.” I open the bag, offering some to Namjoon. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of his smile. “Now tell me. What was your favorite part of the docufilm?”

Namjoon ponders for a second, the red coming back to his cheeks. I wonder what he’s thinking. He finally settles on something, his face going serious as he looks back at me. I find it hard to breathe beneath his gaze.

“My favorite episode,” I had no idea they broke the film up into episodes, “was when you got lost at the night market.”

He doesn’t crack his serious expression, and I get up and move as far away from him as possible, settling for a chair on the far side of the room. If he’s seen all the episodes, he must know how much the others make fun of me for that night. Evil man, I think even as I fight the grin on my face.

Nearly thirty minutes later Dr. Kim knocks on the door before entering, finding Namjoon mid-sentence about how I obviously tried to hide my face from the cameras most of the time and how the boys would make fun of him because of it.

We look up at her from the couch to see her looking pleased. (Namjoon dragged me back to sit by him about fifteen minutes ago when I was accusing him of making me wait for three years, the bold action making him obviously embarrassed. His excuse was that he felt like he had to yell at me from across the room, but I think there might have been more to it.)

“Looks like you two are doing well.” Dr. Kim observes, jotting something down on her clipboard. “Ready to meet the others?” I jump up from the couch, Namjoon observing me with an amused look in his eyes. It’s not everyday I get to meet all of BTS in one day.

“Let’s go!” It’s my turn to drag Namjoon, tugging him out the door. When we leave the room I go to remove my hand from his, the intensity of the bond having faded and my awkwardness has returned full-force. He doesn’t let me, though. Instead he intertwines his fingers through mine, refusing to look at me when I looked up at him with my eyebrows raised.

Following the sound of several voices from up ahead, my soulmate and I go to meet the rest of BTS.

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[deidaratheartboi]

New Members?

Akatsuki Group Chat (Kakuzu POV) Everyone is online Boss: Today everyone we have a new member joining us. Ticking Bomb: Ohhhhh really? Another person to showcase my art to. Poopet: No one wants to see your "art" Ticking Bomb: Shut up your just jealous my art is superior to yours. Poopet: Superior? Tch if you say so brat Ticking Bomb: I do say so and another thi- Boss: Enough. We must greet the new member. Kakuzu: What is their name? Boss: Well there are two joining us one named Rix and the other named Riec. Kakuzu: Are they siblings? Boss: Yes Kys: Well well well this should be fun Kakuzu: Don't do anything Hidan Kys: I won't :) Zetsu: Don't scare them away Konan: If you do you will suffer the consequences Kisame: They sound interesting Uchihoe: Yes but, let's wait and see. Pain has added Ric and Riec to the chat. Kys: Do you like to kill fast or slowly? And would you be interested in joining the Jashinist? Pain has kicked Kys. Pain: Welcome to the Akatsuki ignore him he is a bit off. Rix: Um hi Riec: Hello Konan: Why don't you give us a short introduction? Rix: My name is Rix, I'm 25 I like art, games, reading, and cleaning. Riec: My name is Riec, I'm 21 I like exploring cultures, money, and doing artsy things. Kakuzu: I like Riec Ticking Bomb: If they like art they're in Poopet: It's not your call Ticking Bomb: And? Poopet: Sigh Rix: Nice to meet you all as well Pain: I'll give you two time to get to know them I will go get your cloaks. Boss has gone offline. Rix: Soooooo Ticking Bomb: What kind of art do you like Rix? Rix: Any Riec: Yeah art in general is amazing Poopet: Then answer this is art forever or transient? Riec: Forever Rix: I think it's whatever the artist makes ot to be. It can last forever or just last in the mere moment. Art is the artist expressing their emotions, values, etc. Art can be anything you want it to be. Ticking Bomb: Never thought of it that way Poopet: So it's forever Ticking Bomb: Stfu Sasori Kakuzu: Yeah yeah art is nice and all but, it doesn't bring in money. Money is the only thing you can trust in this world. Ticking Bomb: Says you Kakuzu: Shut up Riec: So money is the only thing you can count on huh? Kakuzu: Yes Rice: Well what about when it all runs out? Kakuzu: I have a stash Kys has added himself back into the chat. Kys: Had a stash Kakuzu: WHAT DID YOU DO? Kys: Might wanna check under the picture Kakuzu: I'm gonna kill you Kakuzu has gone offline. Kys: Finally he's gone now I can talk to the newbies. Kys: So Rice you like exploring cultures huh? Riec: Yes do you have one of interest? Kys: Not exactly but, it's a religion want me to tell you about it? Konan has kicked kys. Konan: Don't listen to him Boss has went online. Boss: Riec and Rix I have your cloaks come down to the hideout to get them. Rix: Will do Riec: It was nice meeting you guys byyyyeee Kakuzk: Hmph Ticking Bomb: See ya fellow artist Poopet: Eye roll -------------------------------------------------

Later That Same Day Private Group Chat Tobi: Has anyone seen Rix or Riec? Paper Lady: Who are you talking about? Tobi: The new members? Fungi: There are no new members Tobi: But, they were real I saw them. Deidara-Senpai: Oi I think he hit his head too hard. Tobi: What do you mean? Kingpein: You were out on a mission with Deidara and you were fighting people from the Sound Village you hit your head on a rock from one of their blows. Deidara-Senpai: You were out for several hours Tobi:Huh? I don't remember Paper Lady: Get some rest and it might come back to you. Tobi: Ok Boss Lady ------------------------------------------------- Private Group Chat (Everyone but, Tobi) Pain: They are gone right? Konan: Yes Pain: Good Hidan: Who knew they were spies heh. Kakuzu: Why did we hide it from Tobi exactly? Pain: You know his cat right? Well it went missing they found it and somehow traced it back to the cave. They conveniently were spies from the Leaf Village. Deidara: What does this have to do with a cat? Pain: They killed it Deidara: I thought Sasori gave him the cat Itachi: Oi it was a fake another whole cat Kisame: Must have token them weeks to trace and find us Pain: No one tell this to Tobi Zetsu: You got it Deidara: Aye Kakuzu: How are we gonna explain to Tobi about his cat? Pain: I'll figure it out ------------------------------------------------- Interesting ending.

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Drunk || Arthur Shelby x Reader Smut

Summary: Arthur gets drunk.

Warnings: Smut

Words: 1428

Authors: Cass & Rouge

It was nice and calm night until someone banged loudly on your door.

The sound was loud enough to wake you up.

 You rubbed your temples and sat on your old bed, it squeaked under your weight. "Who's there?," you asked loudly within sleepish voice.

 "It's Tommy," voice told you. "It's late but I need your help with Arthur, so better dress up."

You frowned. It was way after midnight and you were tired. Eventually, you got up and dresses up as well. You opened door and peeked out at Thomas Shelby. "How can I help him?"

 "It's late and your beloved Arthur got drunk. We can't make him go home because he gets aggressive and we don't really need a fight," Tommy explained. "You good know that you, as his woman, have a good influence on him. Even in this state."

 You let out a sigh. It was hard enough to deal with Arthur sometimes. But especially when he was drunk.

You tightened your nightgown around you and followed Tommy.

"You let him drink again?," you asked when you were walking right by Tommy's side.

 "He drunk just a little bit... Later it kind got out of control," Tommy said offering you a cigarette. "We tried to get him home."

 "And you and your brothers weren't able to get his drunk ass back home? How am I supposed to do that if you all failed?," you waved hand at him, refusing to take the cigarette.

 "You are his woman, eh? You know he gets all happy and soft around ya," Tommy said and he opened doors to The Garrison.

 Inside, there was Arthur happily chatting with other man."There she is! My beautiful, woman!," he said loudly, rising his hands up.

 You smiled at him briefly and walked to him with smooth swing in your hips. "Hello, darling. I missed you in our bed," you told him.

 "Arthur it's time to go home," Tommy said, patting Arthur's shoulder.

 "Nah, nah, look!," Arthur grabbed you and pulled on his side. "I have my favourite lady here, let me stay with boys."

 "No, sweetheart," you told him softly yet firmly enough for him to understand you weren't joking. "Let's go back home, it's late, you have to rest, so has others."

 Arthur growled softly and nuzzled to your shoulder. He simply couldn't disagree with you. "If ya say so, dear..," he muttered.

 You grabbed his palm and pulled him by you. "Next time, listen to your brothers, deal?," you asked him softly during way back home.

 "Ah, come on. I am not that drunk," he growled out following you. "I would get home on my own. There was no need for Tommy to bring you."

 "Yeah, I see it, darling," you told him softly. "He's always worried about his beloved brother, don't be surprised he doesn't want you to get hurt of any kind."

 "Nah! Y/N. I am big and strong!," he told.

"I wouldn't get hurt or anything, love."

 You opened door for him and let him inside.

 Arthur walked inside and than quickly grabbed you, pulling you closer to his chest. "Ya know, Y/N? You are the most beautiful girl I've ever met and I love you."

 You couldn't help and giggled. "Oh, am I?," you smiled at him and quickly slipped out of his grasp.

 "Of course you are!," he said and looked at you. "Don't run away from me, love. I just want to give you a kiss."

 "You're drunk. You know my rule - no kissing when you're drunk," you told him, teasing him a little and walking up the stairs. "Or maybe I'll let you... Who knows."

 Arthur smiled and followed you quickly. "You better does, woman!"

 You walked to your shared bedroom and waited at him politely, bending over desk standing next to the bed.

 "Oh now, you try to be a good girl, eh?" Arthur muttered as he walked to you.

 "I always am," you told him. "Besides, you good knew who did you take under your wings."

 "Oh really, you always are?," he smiled, looking at you. "I thought I took a nice lady, not a slut," Arthur muttered and gently slapped your ass.

 You moaned. "Well, I apparently got wilder while being with you, darling."

 "I can see that, love. Maybe be that nice and show your man how wild you can get," Arthur smiled, sitting in his favourite armchair.

 You slipped hands under your dress and slipped out of your panties, tossing them at him.

 "You really know what I like, love. Now, come here," Arthur said, patting his knee. "Let me look at you."

 You came to him and straddled his lap. "Hi there, handsome."

 "Hello there, beautiful. How do you do this, eh? So nice and gently," he asked and his hand slowly moved your dress up.

 "Because I'm a true lady and I love my handsome bad man," you told him and wrapped arms around him.

 "Oh, really? So maybe show your 'bad man' how much you love him," Arthur grinned as he started to unbutton his pants. "Just like a good girl."

 You slipped out of upper part of dress and smiled at him, licking your lips. "You're so quick, honey. I think my man is needy."

 "I'm always needy for these pretty lips, love," Arthur said looking down on you.

 Soon you stayed undressed in front of him. You reached his pants and slipped hand under them through his opened fly.

 Arthur pulled out his cock. "Don't play games, love. I can't wait to feel these pretty lips around my cock."

 You got off his lap and went down, right into your knees. You pumped hand around his shaft for a little, then bend down and wrapped lips around him.

 "That's my girl. Suck me nicely and maybe you will get something nice later," Arthur muttered as his hand sneaked into your hair to grab them tightly and give your head the right rhythm of work.

 You gagged with his shaft yet never stopped your actions. Your eyes were on him, you checked his reactions. You boobed your head back and forth, sucking him hardly, moaning at the same time.

 Arthur was moving your head up and down his shaft, his face was cold, with soft smile. "I love when you act like a whore, love. I am glad you are only mine whore."

 You pulled him out of your mouth. "I love when you try to appreciate what am I doing," you smiled and sucked lower part of his cock. "You're way better than Alfie Solomons."

 "Sure I fucking am but ya better stop talkin' and do your job," he muttered before pushing his cock deep down your throat.

 You gagged, tears came to your eyes but you never stopped bobbing your head. As you felt his precum, you swallowed everything, it didn't bother you he tasted salty.

 Suddenly Arthur pulled you up on his lap. His hand slipped between your legs. "Your lips took me pretty nicely, lets see how other part of you will do it," Arthur said, using his fingers to tease you.

 You let out a gasp. "It feels so good, Arthur," you told him. "Keep doing this and I'll turn into moaning mess."

 "Ain't that a point, love?," Arthur growled quietly, pushing his finger deep into you.

"Nice and wet."

 "Just fuck me," you asked him.

 "With pleasure," Arthur removed his finger and shifted you in right position to bury his cock inside of you. "Oh fucking yeah," he growled as he started to fuck you hard.

 You were holding his shoulders, your head rolled back as you bounced onto him. "Ah, God!," you moaned loudly. "You're so, so good, Shelby."

 "I am fuckin' the best, woman," Arthur growled as he started to use you in his brutal pace. "You won't be able to walk tomorrow, sweetheart."

 You gave Arthur a messy and needy kiss, your hands slipped into his long bangs and you pulled on his hair. "Fuck you, Shelby. I'm gonna fucking cum!"

  "Good, because I'm gonna fill you up so good," Arthur gasped, grabbing you hardly enough to leave bruises.

 You let out few moans and you cum hardly around his cock. You nuzzled to Arthur's neck, not giving a shit about him stinking worse then distillery.

 Arthur frowned and cum deep inside of you. He let out a deep sigh and hugged you tightly.

  You looked at him, still with his cock buried in your wetness. "Now, let's go to bed. I'm incredibly tired."

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[chemiste]

Foresight ~ ch.7

a/n: hahahah this is overdue! but here’s ch.7!! this is sorta a filler chapter but i’m trying to get the ball rolling ya know? 

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You scrunched your eyebrows together but agreed anyway and walked over to the table she was fishing something out of her bag at. 

“What’s up Hél?”

She held up a finger as her other hand dug through the bag, a few seconds later made a triumphant aha! And pulled a badge out that had a lanyard attached to it. 

“I was wondering if you’d like to take pictures during the show, H told me you’re a photographer.”

You lit up like a Christmas tree, “Wait are you serious? I’d love to!” 

You took the badge from her and put it on, doing a little happy dance before pulling her into a hug. 

“This badge will give you access to the aisles beside the stage and basically anywhere that fans are not allowed, you’ve got your camera right?”

“Yes, it’s in the dressing room I’ll go grab it!” 

You raced down the hallway, but not before basically slamming into Harry to give him a big hug, “Thank you so much, Harry, seriously.” 

“Of course Junebug, anything so I see tha’ grin on your face.”

He’s so dreamy.

Psh, what no, just a nice friend gesture s’all…

You shook your head of the thoughts and went to grab your camera, you followed Hélène through the door to the entrance below the stage so that you’d both be in place for when the screen rose to show off the band. 

Your adrenaline was pumped, you could hear the excited chatter among the crowd, waiting in anticipation for the ball to drop— or rather the cube to drop.

The screen started to rise and there he was.

You snapped pictures, adjusting the shutter a few times when you wanted a more artsy picture of him, but kept the controls fixed on laser-sharp quality for the rest of the time. You wanted the pixels to pristinely capture how he pumped his fist with the drums or how his fingers laid on the mic stand when he closed his eyes and just sang his heart out. 

You end up running down the center aisle and then ducking left to capture some more of the singer’s performance. Slightly leaning back into the barrier of the front pit, you zoom in and snap the perfect photo. 

Harry’s eyes are closed and both hands hold the mic and stand, the background is blacked out and he looks stunning. You lowered your camera slightly as you watch him sing, slightly bewildered at the moment in front of you. 

“He’s something isn’t he?” 

A girl in the front off handily says to you, her accent thick but still understandable. 

“Yeah,” you find yourself saying, “yeah he is.”

 A few songs later, harry stops to chat with the audience, you know the next songs he’ll either stay on stage or make a break for it through the crowd to stage B.

He’ll be going to stage B in 2 minutes and 32 seconds

You spot Hélène already at B so you decide you’ll just follow behind him through the crowd, get some more artsy pics that could work for your website gallery or a portfolio. 

The rockstar beamed as he made his way through the aisle, touching all the hands that were desperately reaching out towards him. He was handed bouquets, cards, flags, and a couple of bras were thrown his way you saw. 

It was a wild experience, the new angle from a different stage let you take more interesting shots that had the crowd in them as well. The fans were ecstatic, every one of them singing the lyrics like they wrote them themselves, it made you so proud of Harry and how much he had accomplished on his own.

“Antwerp! Eve’yone doing well so far?” 

Cheers were heard throughout the arena, Harry was grinning so hard you couldn’t even see his eyes. After his encore songs, the band did one final bow before heading off stage. You quickly rushed through the side door to head back to the dressing room to meet them. 

“Another one in the bag superstar!”

You shouted as you posed at the doorway, mimicking harry’s mic movements to the people in the room. 

“Oh yea? Thought I saw someone chasin’ after meh through the crowd,” Harry responded, shrugging his expensive jacket off to hang. In a flash of movements, Harry snatched your camera from your grasp and held it over your head as you reached up to grab it. 

“Hey, that’s mine, you thief!” You laughed. 

“Hmm, I think it’s my turn to take some picture eh?” You gasped and raced out into the hallway, the rockstar hot on your tail. 

He finally cornered you and started snapping. You raised your hand to block the flashes. H finally looked down and clicked through the pictures, you sensed he finally found one he liked and showed it to you. 

“Y’know, I think I might have found a new talent of mine.” You rolled your eyes, “leave the camera to me band boy.” “B-band boy! Who ‘re you callin’ a band boy?!”

You were snuggled in bed, dreaming of Vogue photoshoots and a faceless brunette boy.

Time to go…

What?

A sharp knock awoke you from your deep slumber. You squinted as you pulled the lamp cord, casting the room in soft warm light. Another knock made you shoot out of bed, the baby blue silk shorts and camisole didn’t do anything for the slight chill in the air.

Should’ve turned off the air conditioning, my nipples are poking through my top!

More obnoxious knocks ramped on the door. “Coming, coming! Jeez—” you pulled the door open, “—what do you, Harry?” The boy in question was standing outside your door, dressing sweats, and a hoodie, holding a backpack on one shoulder. 

“Uh, wha do you mean? It’s time to go.”

“Wait, oh that’s what that was.” He looked at you with a confused expression, you waved your hand around. 

“Never mind, let me grab my stuff and we’ll go.” Harry nodded, he glanced down slightly and his eyebrows raised ever so slightly.

Oh right…

You crossed your arms over your chested and he coughed into his hand, looking up to the ceiling. “I’m… gonna— yeah.” 

You closed the door and scrambled to get ready. “Next time, a little bit more of a warning would be nice!” You whispered to yourself quietly.

You quickly threw on some leggings and tripled checked that you put a bra on, then slipped your San Fransisco blue hoodie on and zipped up your black boots. You pulled your chargers out of the wall and closed your backpack, taking a last-minute check around the room that you weren’t forgetting anything and headed to the door. 

Harry’s head looked up from his phone when your door opened, “ready to go?” You nodded, pulling the suitcase into the hallway. 

“Sarah says that they’ve got an SUV to the  terminal so let's get down there quickly.” He said as you both walked to the elevator. 

Your head perked up at the word terminal, “huh? Terminal?” 

“Yeah, the buses left last night, we’re taking a private jet to Stockholm.”

Private?

Jet?

Oh, Fuck.

<3

telephone #7

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[grammarsaurus]

meeting the artist

alright! ok! let’s start from the beginning…

about a week ago I went to see Nocturnal Animals at an indie theater in the Village. I was having a “me” date considering I finally finished college and now I have time to do my thing and see movies during Oscars season. now mind you, I looked HELLA FLY. like the chains are gone i’ve been set free from academia so life is good. i had the top bun, sharp eyeliner and red lip, oversized sweater miniskirt and ankle boots goin on. shit was  t i g h t.

so I’m on the escalator that heads down to the theater and this man happens to stand next to me. I look up from my phone and since we make eye contact we both politely smile. then he asks “are you seeing this movie as well?” they had just opened one of the theaters for a next viewing. I said “which one? I think they’re showing a few right now.” so we chat a little about the different films we're going to see and then i mention I just graduated college. he asks what I studied, and I said “oh yeah I did art history and british lit” and he says “oh wow I’m actually an artist”  UM ya girl’s attention was piqued. then

THEN

this smooth ass motherfucker goes “so, I’d love to take you to lunch sometime” now, here’s the thing. the wit and conversation was crazy good. buuuuuut he’s quite older than me so i was caught off guard a little. i ended up stammering “oh yes that’d be nice.” he gets my number and that’s that. i officially gave my number to an older man. an older fella. a wise and worldly gentleman. so that’s that

but wait! there’s more! hang on to your seats buck-o’s cuz this shit’s just gettin started.

so we meet for lunch two days ago. it’s kinda weird? and kinda not? that there’s chemistry? this is new territory for me. like i’ve always rolled with people older than me. i’m used to being the youngest person in a social circle by 20 years so this is whatevs. but i’ve never legit flirted with someone like that.

anyway, we go to lunch and…this shit is gorgeous. one of the classiest restaurants in soho that i’ve always wanted to visit. conversation is great, attraction is there (all social taboos aside) and it’s chill. so we start to kind of face the topic of “ok so there’s like an attraction here? we should talk about it?” now let’s take a break and be real here. for the most part when we meet someone, we pretty much know within a few minutes whether we would or wouldn’t sleep with them. i think chemistry is often just quick like that. other times, sure, sexual chemistry builds upon other stuff like similar minds, humor, etc. in this case there’s all of the above. like he’s not panty-dropping hot, but he’s charming and still handsome, aside from being pleasant to talk to and funny. all traits that pretty much lead to “oh, shit, i’m kinda into you”

so we finally finish lunch after three hours and I just happen to say “so…how long do i have you for?” honest enough line but given the right context it came out flirtatious af to the point that i surprised myself. he was taken aback and just laughed a little and said he had a thing to go in a few hours but asked if i’d like to come along as well. which meant we then had about 2 hours to kill plus the time at the talk.

so we walk around soho into chinatown just chatting. then we were walking along some nondescript street and he just stopped, grabbed my hand and gave it the softest kiss i’ve ever felt in my life. i…fucking…floated. it’s embarassingly pathetic but idek how he managed to make something sweet and sexy all at once. and i mentioned how i’ve actually always wanted someone to do it and when he realized that he stepped a little close and did it two more times. after that I was thinking to myself “aight papichulo, before I was only 60% sure i’d hit it, but with this you just bumped it to a cool 80%”

so we went to go get some coffee and then went to the event which was a talk in a gallery with people from the NYT and the New Yorker and lots of cool artsy people. anyone who knows me knows i’m at galleries and museums as often as possible. so being on sort of date in an art context is pretty fuckin great. but then, with all the funky flirtation he decides to just quietly reach over and hold my hand. like i cannot with the softness. i just… oh god.

so in summary i’m in a sort of flirtation with someone thirty to thirty-five years older than me and it’s crazy af that it doesn’t freak me out. if anything it kind of makes it more exciting but more on why that is at a later date….

[kirbyluigi]

"You are pretty cute, my tiny brother..."

Excuse the god awful audio. I used Flipnote.

Happy Birthday, @artsymeeshee!!! A promise is a promise, isn't it? I hope you like how this turned out! It took me three weeks, and it was all worth it!!!

If you guys haven't followed her, I suggest you do! Her Gravity Falls art is truly a masterpiece! ^^

Now I can go doze off and think about my inevitable fate. More flipnotes to come!!!!

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