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[maggiecheungs]

moonlight chicken as text posts (pt. 1)

[bsturnzmtt]

Can you write a fic where Matt overstimulates the reader until she has to use a safe word??

Red - M. Sturniolo

Jealous boyfriend

Paring: jealous!Matt x sub!reader

Contains/warnings: rough sex, overstimulation, usage of safe word, stomach bulge, p in v, unprotected sex, creampie, dacryphilia, degradation, pet names, oral, aftercare.

Summary: You and Matt go to a party, but Matt gets jealous by your choice of clothing. He takes you home to put you on your place.

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Tonight you and your boyfriend Matt are going to a friends party. His brothers Nick and Chris are also going. You are currently getting ready in Matt’s bathroom, while he’s laying in bed ready, waiting for you to finish. He’s wearing a white t-shirt with some design in the middle, baggy jeans, and of course his signature rings.

“Are you ready yet?” Matt asked.

“Almost” you shout through the bathroom door.

“Okayyy, but hurry up.” He replies.

You add some finishing touches to your makeup, finish straightening your hair and add a good amount of your favorite perfume. You are wearing a tight black mini dress, black heels with red bottoms, and your normal jewelry. You take a glance at the mirror checking if everything’s perfect and exit the bathroom.

“I’m ready!” You say.

His eyes widen as you exit the bathroom, his gaze devouring you from head to toe. "You look... stunning." He says, his gaze roaming over your curves in the tight dress, lingering on the way the fabric clings to your thighs. He walks over, standing close to you as he looks at you. "But maybe a little too stunning. Isn’t that dress a little too short?”

You roll your eyes and look down at the dress. “It’s fine Matt.”

He reaches down, moving one strap of the dress up a little, his fingers trailing along the exposed skin of your shoulder as he does so. "It's fine?" He repeats, a hint of annoyance in his voice. "No, it's not fine. I don't want all those guys at the party drooling over you.” He reaches out, wrapping an arm around your waist as he pulls you closer to him. “I don't want any other guy looking at what's mine."

“Come on Maaaatt, it’s not even that revealing, and I really like this dress. I think it looks good on me.” You say.

His jaw clenches at your persistence, his grip on your waist tightening slightly. "You think it looks good on you?" He repeats, his voice low and husky. "You have no idea how good you look in that dress. And that's the problem. So-“ he was about to say something else but Nick interrupted him.

“Are you guys ready? We have to get going.” Nick shouts from the kitchen.

“Let’s just go, okay?” You say with a smile and give Matt a kiss on the cheek. “Yes! We’re ready.” You respond to nick.

Matt scowls at being interrupted, "Fine." He mumbles as he watches you grab your purse and head towards the door. "Hold up," he calls out, catching your wrist in a firm grip. "Not so fast. I want to make one thing clear."

“What?” You ask.

Matt's eyes narrow, his gaze intense as he looks at you. "You're mine. You're my girlfriend.” he says, his voice low and firm, his eyes locked onto yours. “You don't leave my side, you don't talk to any other guys, you don't even look at them for too long." His voice is low and authoritative, his grip on your wrist unyielding. “Got it?"

“Of course Matt” you say reassuring him and give another kiss but this time on his lips.

Matt's expression softens at your kiss, and he wraps his free arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him, deepening the kiss for a moment before slowly breaking it off. He lets out a sigh and smiles down at you. “Let’s go.”

You guys head downstairs where Chris and Nick are waiting. As you head downstairs, Matt stays close behind you, his hand resting on the small of your back. When you reach the bottom of the stairs, you see Chris and Nick standing by the door, chatting and laughing. Then Chris turns and says. “Finallyyyy.”

Matt holds the door open for you as you slide into the passenger seat of the car, then walks over to the driver's side and climbs in. His brothers riding on the back seat. He starts the engine and pulls out of the driveway, soon merging onto the road that leads towards the party.

After 10 minutes, Matt pulls up to a large house in a quiet suburban neighborhood. The front yard is packed with cars, and the sound of loud music can be heard from inside the house. Matt parks the car and turns off the engine. “We’re here”

“Yess!” Chris says excited.

"Come on, let's go," Matt says, opening the car door and stepping out. He offers you his hand to help you out of the vehicle. As you take his hand, he gives it a squeeze, a silent reminder of his possessiveness. "Stick close to me, okay?"

You nod and walk into the party.

As you walk into the party, the loud music and chatter envelop you. Matt stays close, his hand still wrapped around yours. You make your way through the crowded room, nodding and smiling at people you recognize. The smell of beer and sweat hangs in the air, and the bass thumps through the floor.

Matt looks down at you, his eyes shining with intensity. His grip on your hand tightens. "I mean it, Stay close," he growls. As he says it, he pulls you a little closer to him, just a small step.

You chuckle “Yesss Matt.”

Matt's face softens, and he gives you a small, flirtatious smile. "Good," he says, his voice low and husky. He leans in, his lips brushing against your ear. "I don't want anyone else getting too close to you."

You laugh a bit at his jealousy and lean in to give him a short kiss. “Let’s dance.”

Matt's eyes flash with desire at your kiss, and he growls low in his throat. He nods, a slight smirk on his face. "Yeah, let's dance." He pulls you onto the dance floor, the two of you moving to the beat as his strong arms wrap around you.

Matt holds you close, his thigh moving against yours as you dance. The heat between you two rises uncomfortably. And every time he pulls you close, pressing his lips against yours, you can't help but melt against him.

“I’m gonna go get a drink, okay?” You say to Matt.

Matt's eyes narrow, a flicker of possessiveness sparking in them. "Alright," he says, but there's an underlying tension in his voice. "but don't be long." He gives your hand a gentle squeeze before releasing you, watching you go with an eagle's gaze.

As you’re walking towards the bar a guy ‘accidentally’ bumps into you almost making you fall but he grabs you by the waist so you don’t fall. “I’m so sorry,” the guy says. “Uhm it’s fine don’t worry.” You say pulling his hands away.

Matt's eyes are glued to the guy who just touched you. He clenches his fists and starts making his way towards you with a menacing stride. "Is there a problem here?" he says, getting between you and the stranger.

“Matt, he accidentally bumped into me.” You explain.

Matt's gaze is still fixed on the guy, his eyes blazing with barely contained anger. "Accidentally?" he repeats, his voice low and dangerous. He takes another step forward, crowding the stranger. "You sure that's all it was?"

You grab Matt's arm trying to pull him away. “Matt-“

Matt's arm stiffens under your grip, but he doesn't budge. His eyes are still locked on the stranger, who's starting to look uncomfortable. "Let's go," Matt growls, he turns to look at you. "Now." His tone is low and commanding, brooking no argument.

“What? Where?” You ask confused.

Matt takes your hand, practically dragging you away from the bar. "Home," he says gruffly. "Now." His jaw is clenched, the anger and possessiveness simmering just below the surface.

“Why!? We literally just got here!” You exclaim.

Matt stops in his tracks, turning to face you with a fire in his eyes. "I don't like the way that guy was looking at you," he growls. "I don't like the way he touched you." He takes a step closer, invading your personal space.

“It was an accident.” You say.

Matt's expression turns incredulous, his nostrils flaring. "An accident? Are you kidding me? He takes another step forward, his large frame towering over you. “Why are you defending him? You like him? You liked the way he grabbed you by the waist? How he was looking at you?” his voice is low and intense.

“Wha- Matt, no!” You say.

Matt's face darkens, his eyes flashing with a mix of jealousy and anger. "Then why are you still standing here arguing with me?" He grabs your hand, his grip tight. "We're leaving. Now." His tone leaves no room for discussion, commanding you to obey his orders without question.

Matt starts walking towards the exit, practically dragging you behind him. His grip on your hand is tight and unyielding, a silent warning that he's not in the mood for any arguments. The jealousy and anger are still bubbling just beneath the surface, ready to explode at any moment.

As you stumble to keep up with Matt's long strides, he suddenly stops in front of the car, yanking open the door. "Get in," he growls, his voice still tight with anger.

“What about Chris and Nick?” You ask.

Matt's jaw tics as he grits his teeth. "They can fucking find their own way home," he snaps, his eyes blazing. He takes a step closer, his face inches from yours. "Now, get in the car, before I lose my patience completely."

You quietly get in the car.

Matt slams the door shut behind you, the sound echoing through the quiet night air. He takes a deep breath, his chest heaving, before stalking around to the driver's side and getting in.Matt starts the car, the engine purring to life. He grips the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white. For a few moments, he just sits there, staring straight ahead. Finally, he takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. "I told you that dress is too fucking short, too revealing. But you decided to be a little slut and stay with it, hm?”

“Matt-

Matt cuts you off, his voice low and menacing. "No, you don't get to talk back to me right now. You're lucky I'm not pulling over and bending you over the seat." He takes a hard right turn onto a secluded road, the headlights casting eerie shadows on the trees.

Matt's eyes flicker to you, his gaze burning with intensity. "You think you're so innocent, don't you? But I know what you're doing. I know you're trying to drive me crazy, to make me jealous. Well, it's working."

“I’m not, I swear.” You say.

Matt scoffs, his grip on the wheel tightening. "You expect me to believe that? After everything that's happened tonight, you expect me to believe that you weren't trying to make me jealous?" He turns towards you, his eyes meeting yours. "Fucking try again, sweetheart."

Matt's face twists in anger, his voice rising. "You want to play games with me? Fine. Let's play. But you need to understand, I always win." His hand reaches out, his fingers brushing against your thigh, sending a shiver down your spine. After a few minutes you guys arrive home.

As soon as the car stops, Matt is out the door and pulling you along behind him. He practically drags you inside the house, slamming the door shut behind you both. Once inside, he spins you around to face him, his eyes wild with a mix of anger and desire.

“Matt I-

Matt's hand comes up, silencing you as he crashes his mouth onto yours in a brutal, possessive kiss. His tongue invades your mouth, claiming you as his, as his hands roam your body, grabbing, squeezing, marking you as his. Matt's kisses become more frantic, his hands tearing at your clothes, desperate to have you bare before him. Once your clothes are off, he scoops you up, carrying you upstairs to his bedroom and tossing you onto the bed.

Matt climbs onto the bed, crawling over to you, his eyes full of hunger. He hungrily kisses down your body, pausing at your breasts to give each nipple a hard suck, before continuing downwards to the apex of your thighs.

“Mmh” you whine.

Matt grins up at you, his eyes dark with lust as he spreads your legs wider, his fingers running along your inner thighs, teasing, toying with you before finally, he dips his head and licks at your pussy, his tongue delving deep, fucking you with it as he devours you.

“Mmhp fuck Matt” you moan at the sudden pleasure.

Matt growls in response, the sound vibrating against your sensitive flesh as his tongue continues its relentless assault on your clit, his fingers curling inside you, stroking your inner walls, coaxing your release. "You like that, baby? You like me eating you out, making you cum on my face?"

You nod pathetically. “Mhm feels so good.” You moan.

"Fuck, you're such a dirty little slut for me," Matt growls, increasing the pace of his tongue and fingers, his mouth slurping loudly at your pussy as he fucks you harder.

“Matt I’m so close” you moan arching your back.

"Cum for me, baby," Matt urges, sucking hard on your clit while he rubs his fingers over that sensitive spot inside you, pushing you over the edge, "Fuck, that's it, cum all over my face."

You let out a loud moan as you cum hard.

Matt laps up your release greedily, his tongue swirling around your clit, prolonging your pleasure. As you come down from your high, he pulls back, his chin dripping with your arousal, and grins up at you with a possessive, satisfied look. "You taste so fucking good, baby.”

"I'm not close to done yet, baby," Matt says, climbing up your body. He takes your lips in a deep, passionate kiss, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

You quickly melt into the kiss letting out a moan.

Matt's hands roam your body, caressing your curves as he deepens the kiss, his hardness pressing against your thigh. He breaks away, panting, and gazes into your eyes, his own burning with desire. "I need to be inside you, baby. Now."

“Mh please Matt.” You whine.

Matt positions himself between your legs, his thick cock bobbing as he lines up with your entrance. With a powerful thrust, he buries himself to the hilt inside you, a low growl rumbling in his chest as he starts to move, pounding into you with ruthless intensity.

“Fuck! Matt” you moan in pleasure and pain at him stretching you out, not letting you adjust.

"You feel that, baby? You feel how deep I am in you?" Matt pants, his hips snapping forward relentlessly, each thrust pushing you up the bed. He grips your hips hard, angling them to take him even deeper, causing your belly an outline of his dick.

“Mmhp”

Matt's breath hitches as he watches you, his eyes blazing with a fierce, possessive hunger. He leans down, capturing your lips in another bruising kiss, swallowing your moans as he pistons into you, each stroke hitting that spot inside that makes your vision blur. His hands go down to your stomach bulge pressing on it.

“Mmh Matt” you moan.

"That's right baby, take all of me. Fuck, you're so tight and wet," Matt groans, feeling the rhythm building between you.

“Matt I’m gonna cum” you whine.

"Cum for me, baby, cum all over my cock," Matt commands, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he chases his own release. He pinches your clit, rubbing the sensitive nub in time with his thrusts, pushing you towards the edge.

“Mmhp fuck” you moan as you cum.

Matt's cock throbs as he feels your pussy clench around him, milking him for every drop. With a guttural grunt, he buries himself deep and erupts, painting your insides with his hot seed.

You lay there with your legs already weak, trying to catch your breath.

“Fuck, you liked that?” Matt says, pulling out from you.

You nod slowly.

Matt smiles, a satisfied smirk spreading across his face as he collapses beside you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close. "Good," he whispers, his breathing still ragged. "Because I'm not done with you yet."

“What?” You ask.

Matt's eyes glint with mischief as he starts to nibble on your ear, sending shivers down your spine. "I said, I'm not done with you yet," he repeats, his voice low and husky. "We're just getting started."

Matt starts to explore your body with his hands, cupping your breasts and tweaking your nipples. He then trails his fingers down your stomach, making you gasp as he gently grazes over your still sensitive mound before delving between your legs again.

“Mhh Matt” you whine as you feel your pussy getting wet again.

"Good girl," Matt praises, his fingers teasingly dancing around your pussy lips before plunging in deep, fucking you with them. "You're so fucking wet for me. You want more, don't you?"

You moan as you lean your head back. “Mhm” you nod.

"That's what I thought," Matt says, his fingers curling inside you, hitting that spot that makes your toes curl. He adds a third finger, stretching you open as he pumps them in and out at a relentless pace.

“Ahh fuck”

"You like that?" Matt grins, leaning down to suck on your nipples, his fingers still driving into you relentlessly. "You're so fucking sexy when you lose control like this."

“Matt, I'm so close, I’m gonna cum” you moan.

Matt feels your pussy clenching around his fingers as you get closer to the edge. He sucks harder on your nipples, fucking you faster and deeper until you finally cry out, your orgasm washing over you like a tidal wave. "That's it, baby,"

With tears of pleasure running down your cheek you moan loudly as you cum.

Matt watches your face as you cum, feeling incredibly satisfied seeing the pleasure he's giving you. He slows down his fingers, gently milking the last of your orgasm from your sensitive pussy. "Fuck, that was hot,"

Matt grins, withdrawing his fingers and bringing them up to his mouth, sucking your juices off them. "You taste as good as you look, baby," he growls. “I want more.” He leans down, his head in between your thighs.

Matt's tongue snakes out, licking your pussy from top to bottom, sending shivers down your spine. He focuses on your clit, sucking and licking it until you're moaning again, your body trembling with pleasure.

“Mhh Matt too much” you whine.

Matt ignores your protests and continues his relentless assault on your clit, his tongue flicking and swirling around it as he devours your pussy like a man starved. He knows just the right spots to touch, suck, and lick to drive you wild.

“Maaatt” you moan in overstimulation as you try to push his head away.

Matt doesn't stop, he continues to lick and suck your clit. He teases your entrance with his fingers, dipping them in slightly before pulling back out. He wants to push you over the edge again and make you cum even harder this time.

“Fuck Matt Mmhp” you moan in pain and pleasure arching your back.

Matt grins against your pussy, his tongue doing its magic as it swirls around your throbbing clit. His fingers finally enter you, plunging deep into your wet and aching sex, thrusting in and out in sync with his tongue on your clit.

“Matt I-“ you moan loudly as you squirt on his fingers, feeling a kind of pleasure you’ve never felt before.

"Fuck yes, squirt for me baby," Matt growls, his fingers pumping harder as you gush around him, your juices coating his hand. He sucks your clit harder, his tongue lashing against it as he drinks down every drop of your release.

“Mmhp Matt stop” you cry feeling overstimulated.

Matt doesn't stop right away, he pulls back slowly, easing you down from your high before completely pulling his fingers out of your dripping wet pussy. He licks his fingers clean, his gaze never leaving yours as he smirks. “I want you to squirt on my dick”

With tears still running down your cheeks you say “Matt I- I can’t”

"Can't or won't?" Matt challenges, his voice low and intense. He rises up, towering over you, his dominant presence filling the room. "You're going to squirt on my dick, and you're going to do it like a good girl for me,"

Matt's eyes flash with desire as he takes in your half-hearted protest. He grabs your hips, pulling you towards him as he positions himself at your entrance. "You're going to take my cock, and you're going to love every second of it," he growls, his tip teasing your still-sensitive pussy.

“Mmmmh Maaatt”

Matt slams into you with a powerful thrust, burying his thick cock deep inside your tight heat. He sets a punishing pace, driving into you over and over, his heavy balls slapping against your ass with each stroke.

Your vision blurs and you moan in overstimulation.

"That's right, moan for me," Matt growls, his grip on your hips tightening as he pounds into you. He leans down, his hot breath fanning over your ear as he whispers, "You're mine, and I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk straight."

“Ma- Matt mmhfp t-too much” you whine.

Matt ignores your whimpers, continuing to pound into you with reckless abandon. He reaches between your bodies, his fingers finding your clit and pinching it hard, sending jolts of pleasure-pain through your oversensitized body. "You're mine, and I'll use you however I want,"

Your back arches and tears run down your face. “Ahh mmph”

Matt's eyes gleam with triumph as he feels your body begins to surrender to his unrelenting assault. He fucks you harder, faster, his cock brutalizing your pussy as he drives you towards the edge of a violent orgasm. "Yes, cum for me, baby,"

“Ma- Matt I’m going to c- cum” you moan.

Matt's face twists into a feral snarl as he feels your body tense up, your pussy muscles contracting around his cock as you reach the precipice. "Do it," he growls, his hips pounding into you with increased ferocity. "Come all over my cock, baby."

One last thrust and you squirt hard all over his dick, your body trembling.

Matt roars with triumph as he feels your pussy spasm around him, your juices gushing out in a hot, sticky torrent. He buries himself to the hilt, grinding against your cervix as he unleashes his own release, his cock throbbing and pulsing as he fills you with his seed.

Your legs still trembling from the pleasure.

Matt grins triumphantly, withdrawing his cock from your well-used pussy with a wet, squelching sound. He reaches down, kissing you. “One more. You can give me one more, yeah?”

Matt's eyes gleam with amusement at your speechless response, his fingers tracing the curve of your jaw as he tilts your face up to his. "Oh, you can't even talk? That's how I know I did it right," he whispers, his voice husky with satisfaction.

Matt's gaze darkens as he takes in your flushed, disheveled appearance, your body still trembling from the aftershocks of your orgasm. He smirks, leaning in close, his breath hot against your ear. "I'm going to make you cum again, baby. And again.”

Matt's hands roam your body, his touch possessive and demanding as he turns you over onto your stomach. He positions himself behind you, his hard cock pressing against your entrance as he spreads your legs wide. "Get ready, because this time, I'm going to fuck you raw,"

Matt slams into you without warning, his thick cock driving deep into your pussy with a brutal force that steals your breath. He sets a punishing pace, his hips slapping against your ass with each rough thrust as he takes you with unbridled aggression.

You let out a scream. “Ahh Matt mmh too much stop.”

Matt's eyes flash, his grip on your hips tightening until it's almost painful. "You think that's too much?" he growls, pulling out before slamming back into you with a force that makes you cry out.

Matt's thrusts become more desperate, his cock throbbing deep inside of you as he claims you over and over again. "I could fuck you like this for hours,"

”s-stoop” you cry.

Matt's face contorts with a mix of lust and possessiveness as he hears your pleas. He reaches down, his fingers finding your clit and pinching it roughly. His hips still pounding into you with relentless intensity.

Feeling too much pain and overstimulation you scream out the safe word. “Red! Red”

Matt's movements freeze immediately at the sound of your safe word. He withdraws from you, his cock slipping out with a wet sound. His breathing is ragged as he turns to face you, concern etched on his features. "Fuck, baby, I'm sorry. I got carried away.

Upon seeing you're still in pain, Matt quickly moves to gather you in his arms, holding you close as he kisses your forehead softly. "I'll make it up to you, I promise," he whispers, genuinely remorseful. "I didn't mean to hurt you, love.”

“It’s fine Matt, don't worry, i- it was just too much” you say and hug him back.

Matt's arms tighten around you as he holds you close, his chin resting on top of your head. "I should have been more mindful. You're always my priority, and I fucked that up," he murmurs, his voice laced with regret. "Let me take care of you, okay?"

Matt carefully pulls back and looks at you, his thumb gently brushing aside a stray tear from your cheek. "C'mon, let's get you cleaned up," he offers softly as he helps you out of bed and leads you towards the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Matt starts the shower for you and checks the water temperature to ensure it's comfortable. He then helps you into the shower, making sure you're steady on your feet before joining you under the warm spray.

You chuckle at his sweet actions. “Thank you Matt. I'm fine by the way.” You reassure him.

A small, genuine smile tugs at the corners of Matt's mouth at your reassurance. He wraps his arms around you from behind, pulling you back against his naked chest as the water cascades over you both. "I know you are, baby, but I still need to make sure," he says, his deep voice filled with affection. "You mean everything to me." he replies, his voice gentle as he reaches for the soap and begins to lather it on your skin.

You smile at his words and give him a kiss on the cheek.

Matt's eyes crinkle at the corners as he smiles, clearly pleased by the gentle kiss. He turns his head, catching your lips in a soft, tender kiss. The soap slips from his fingers, forgotten, as he focuses on the gentle moment between you. "I love you,"

“I love you more” you say.

Matt's smile widens, and he deepens the kiss, his lips moving slowly and sweetly against yours. As you break apart for a breath, he whispers, "Impossible. I love you infinitely." He pauses, his eyes locking onto yours, filled with adoration.

You giggle into the kiss.

After a few minutes he washes the soap off you and grabs a towel and puts it over you.

Matt wraps the towel around your warm, damp body and lifts you effortlessly into his arms, cradling you against his chest. "Let's get you dried off and into something comfortable," he says, his voice still gentle from your shared moment in the shower.

Matt carries you out of the bathroom and into your bedroom, setting you down on the edge of the bed. He quickly retrieves a soft t-shirt and sweatpants from your dresser and helps you into them, making sure you're snug and cozy before letting the towel fall to the floor. "There, all better?"

“Yes! Thank you” you hug him and give him a soft kiss.

Matt hugs you back, his arms wrapping around you tightly as he returns the kiss with equal tenderness. He holds you close for a moment, enjoying the warmth and comfort of your embrace. "Anytime, love," he murmurs against your lips before pulling back slightly to gaze at you with a warm smile.

“Let’s go to bed, I'm tired.” You say yawning.

"Bed it is," Matt agrees, his voice low and soothing. He helps guide you under the covers, making sure you're nestled in comfortably before climbing in himself. Once settled, he wraps his arms around you, pulling you close against his chest. He grabs his phone and chuckles. “Two unread messages from Nick”

You chuckle “what do they say?”

“‘Wow thanks for telling us you went home’ ‘we are taking an Uber’ that was ten minutes ago” Matt chuckles as he reads the texts.

“Ten minutes ago?” You ask.

“Yeah, they’ll be here anytime soon. Why?” Matt asks.

“Matt! My clothes are still downstairs!” You say.

Matt was about to speak but he heard noise downstairs, the front door opening and some voices.

“Shit” you both say.

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Part 2:

'𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝑴𝒓 𝑺𝒊𝒎 𝑱𝒂𝒆𝒚𝒖𝒏,

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒚 𝒔��𝒈𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚. 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘. 𝑰𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒖𝒔. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆, 𝒔𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒖𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒗𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕.

𝑾𝒆'𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒏𝒐𝒘,

𝐑3𝐕3𝐍63.'

"Finallyyyy," you groaned, hand aching from the amount of words you had to do with such handwriting, "hopefully he'll be drawn to this."

You fetched some cup noodles, wanting to have something to comfort you as it had been a long week. It took a while, having to constrain his members, but what was worse was when you found out (looking through strictly confidental files) his dad-

"Y/n, could you please shut these pussycats up? Ain't no way they're elite members when they're acting like they need their mom to save their pathetic asses" Says Jay, head aching from the constant whines and moans of the abducted grown men, through the speaker.

You sigh, knowing it was just because they needed your reassurance with the whole abduction. You told them it was just an act, just for a chance to have an encounter with him, to rebel against the Mafia King. You forgot to tell Jay that, so he must've given them the wrong idea.

"Y/n, Y/N!!" Shouts Jay in frustration, "COME ON DOWN RIGHT NOW, NOT EVEN HOON'S HELPING."

You chuckle at the thought of Sunghoon going down there, they're probably-

"THEY'RE FUCKING MESMERISED BY HIM!?" Cries the older Park in confusion, bewildered by the change of reactions from the men.

"Ok ok, I'm coming down Jay, but I also need to explain a few things, judging by the reactions." You replied, smiling at how childish it all seems.

The men cheered when you came down, exclaiming things like, "Our saviour is back!" "The angel has descended!" "We're saved!" You guess all that was because of the hard hand Jay was giving.

"Y/n, explain to me why such demented dickheads are giving you a whole new reaction? Just a few moments ago, they were busy admiring at Hoon!" Points Jay at the majestic beauty, "But they're scared when it comes to me!"

Sunghoon chuckles cockily, "I know, I'm pretty handsome." He wriggled his eyebrows, earning a cringed look from the pair of you.

"Well...these men aren't really here for the mafia..." You knew they would understand.

"OHH, THEY'RE OURS!?" Asks Jay with excitement, hoping what he cracked the code.

"Ahh, lovely Y/n's found a brain, eh?" Sunghoon says in a seductive manner, ego boosting because to the child-like elites.

You nod, knowing they'll understand what to do to. Get Jake, show him why you guys truly are different, become the best of mates and fight the battle, eliminating the guy behind all the misery.

Jay turns to the expectant audience. With a modest manner, he apologises, earning bright smiles from them.

"Well, wanna have a 1v1?" Asks Jay, head cocked to the side.

"Oh, are you two going in bed-" Jokes Sunghoon.

"Park fucking Sunghoon," you started, "I could make sure you don't have children to prevent such cringe mistakes" you glared, Sunghoon acting all melodramatic. "But yeah, would love to destroy you Jay." You agreed, heading over to the doors until,

"Destroy his dick-"

"SUNGHOON." You bellowed, and he just shrugged, amused by your angered reaction. Jay laughs through it all. You guys may be close, but you, Jay and Sunghoon will always remain as best friends, traumatised best friends. Jake was just a member queued to join soon, making you even happier when you realised your fates were being intertwined once again.

"I wonder how sweet y/n's going to do." Says Jay in a provokingly calm tone, stretching before you go at him.

"Like I said, gonna destroy you Park." You stated, going serious as you looked at this as training.

"Oh yeah? You think you can beat the better executive?" Boasts the oldest Park, cracking his knuckles and craning his head, "You think you'll be stronger?"

"Remember who got promoted first, and who was faster at it." You said with such pride, knowing it took Jay years to get where he is today, meanwhile you sailed through it, earning it in just a few months since joining. That's what triggered Jay, and now the fight's begun.

You both went at full potential, each trying their best to stand tall as the victor. Jay's managed to punched you at times, but he's going to be aching with how hard you did it back. Just as he was walking back in a daze, you did an iconic roundhouse kick, and make him topple to the ground with ease. Of course, your sportmanship came first, and you helped him up, as well as tending to his injuries as an apology. The two of you were completely different in looks: one looked unscathed, a hot beauty, whilst the other had purple and blue marks with a few scars in the visible areas, and walking in pain.

"Like I said, was going to destroy you." You said in a joyful voice, pleased seeing his being like this. You kicked ass like the badass bitch you were.

"Fuck you, Y/n."

You went back to your office, noticing the unsealed envelope.

"Ugh, need to send it to him now." You wished you could send someone else, but everyone said it was only a small issue, no need to go to such an extent. You huffed, dressing yourself so as to conceal your identity, before sending the tip to his agency. You pondered as to when you two will meet, and whether he'll pick up the signs. 𝘎𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘐 𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸 you thought. It wasn't like you wanted to deceive him, but he may misunderstand the letter, thinking you wanted him to join the gang, when it was, really, to join the trio.

Walking to the agency, you looked around, hoping that no one will take notice of your outfit. You sighed with relief when it was just like you hoped it would, and put the letter into the letterbox, before returing to base.

'𝑺𝒊𝒎 𝑱𝒂𝒆𝒚𝒖𝒏,

𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆?"

It was a thought in your mind, because what was he to be? Someone who not only lectured you but fed you, or someone you were 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 with. Yes, that's right, you were 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝. But,

Why?

𝑇𝑎𝑔𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔: @pockettwinzz @diorsyun @rinbowaman @emi-en @jaylaxies @dollywons @potatohoon @sungvrhs @hoonieshoneymain @heeslomll @velvetkisscs (lmk if u want to be added through asks!)

[sunlightandsuffering]

more dealer eren headcanons bc it’s such a fun dynamic. this time maybe jealousy, they’re in his room and she finallyyyy has all his attention solely on her, they’re both acting a little silly then maybe a girl knocks on his door and starts flirting hardcore with eren and mikasa just watches the whole interaction wide eyed and gets all moody at how she might not have been the only girl who got discounts (she totally was but eren finds the jealousy cute)

DEALER EREN!

Mikasa is enraged, and why wouldn't she be as she watches Eren answer the door, clad in nothing but pyjama bottoms, abs on display, biceps pulled taut as he leans himself against the door. She hears a girl's voice on the other end and it only pissed her off more. Here she is, almost completely naked on his couch, and he's answering the door? She should be his first priority!

And for it to be a girl only adds insult to injury.

She swipes his shirt off the ground, slinking towards the entryway to get a better look and sure enough it is a girl, and a pretty one at that. She's tall, taller than even Mikasa which is even more of a piss of, she prides herself on her near model height, likes how Eren is always cooing over her legs, telling her she should be a model. The tall fake model as Mikasa names her is very blonde and as she tunes into the conversation, evidently a customer of Eren's, one he is clearly familiar with. "An ounce?" He asks, his jaw working as he thinks it over, his tic, he wants something to chew on, she can tell, he's a little high and whenever he gets high he gets mouthy, wants to be occupied with something between his teeth, on his tongue. She'd been hoping that maybe it would be her tits, or her pussy, even her neck she'd settle for, but now this stupid bitch is in the way.

"Yeah," the girl replies, batting her eyelashes prettily, "And do you think maybe I could get a discount?"

Eren is quiet for a moment, contemplative, and Mikasa fumes, she's the only one he's ever given a discount to, of that he'd assured her.

But then Eren is shrugging, considering the deal, "Maybe I can knock 10 off." "C'mon Eren," she says, her hand coming up to caress his arm, "It's for a good cause and I might even share with you, you know you have a longstanding invite at my sorority parties." He tilts his head, thinking over it more, and this is when Mikasa decides the gloves are coming off and she drops Eren's shirt from her shoulders all together before striding out into the living room. "Eren," she calls, sultry, "Are you coming back?"

The girl looks shocked to say the least, her eyes widening comically over Eren's shoulder and her boy toy very slowly turns around, a loud sigh escaping him as he looks her over. She's buck naked but the amount of fucks she gives at this point are none, she could care less, she just wants her man back. Even Eren looks a little shocked as he gets a good look at her before his gaze turns appreciative, hunger in his eyes as he looks over her form, eyes lingering on the curves of her breasts, the pretty pink of her nipples already hard and ready for him.

She puts her hand on her hip, making no move to cover herself and Eren exhales harshly. "Come back later Bianca, I have business to take care of." "But-" She interjects and Eren cuts her off harshly, refusing to spare her a glance, his voice a growl, "Later."

The girl leaves quickly and Eren kicks the door shut behind her, eyes still glued to her form, he curses as he walks towards her, "You're so fucking needy Mik." She melts, holding her arms out for him, eagerly awaiting his touch, "Missed you." He grunts, leaning down to sweep her up into his arms and she whines as he does so, burying her face into his neck, "I thought I was the only one you gave discounts to?" Eren sighs, pressing a kiss to her temple, "Baby I'm high, cut me some slack, I can barely think I just want my mouth on you." It's not the best excuse but she'll settle for it.

[purrrrrrna]

PURNAAAA HELLOOO

hehehe hi purna!! I hope you had a wonderful Christmas and new years!!! Here’s to a hopefully much better year 🥂 🥳

How have you been doing?? I’ve finallyyyy returned to tumblr cause getting my social media fix from instagram is so horrid😭

Also the trips going well so far!! I’m pretty sure mum and I walked past oli at a basketball game so that was real fun, and I’ve managed to pick up lots of vinyls and soft toys, and the resort pool area plays really good music !! I’m trying to think of anything else but it’s mainly been roller coasters and getting unnecessarily wet on river rapids lol

Anyways yeah I thought I’d check in and see how you were :))🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

Hellooooo Nikita !!! I'm so sorry for replying late, couldn't log in on Tumblr for a few days 😭 it's been one hell of a month December.

Anyways Happyyy New Year 🎊🥳 wish you all the happiness, love and warmth in the world. I wish that you get into the art school and I hope you stay well !!

It's soo lovely to hear that your trip is going really well. When are you returning back ?? Oh and was that Oli for sure ? If so, lmaooo that's funny 🤣 Do send me pics if you wish, of the trip, I'd love to see them 😊

Overall it's been a rollercoaster ride for me as well this Christmas, I've been going through a lot of difficulties, some of which I never precedented would happen but otherwise it was good. I'm grateful for the life that I'm getting to live ❤️

[frecht]

really happy bc after 4 months of me angsting about it and another 1 month waiting desperately for a reply to my email FINALLYY the head of the anthro dept has responded to my email and said Yes Your Calendar Custom Class CAN transfer back as an upper level anthro elective. FINALLYYYY

[sketchguk]

I was thinking like you tooooo! Whether they will be together immediately or later! ahah actually I was thinking that she'll be upset about the breakup but not like her heart is broke or anything! 🙈 When soonyoung is comforting her, she will say "I loved him" and soonyoung will scoff say "no you didn't" 🙈 She only thinks she was in love! But she was only in love with the idea of relationship with tae! Is that make sense skskskskskks 🙈 And soonyoung also knows she deserves her love story ah if only she could see him right in front of her?????!!! 💔 And OMG I LOVE THE IDEA THAT MC WILL CATCH FEELINGS! She might flirt with him sometimes and he will flirt back! She will be so confused about her feelings 😭 Imagine if mc thinks she's feeling like this, only coz she's upset about the previous relationship not working out? And she thinks she needs a rebound 🙈 And she talks to other guys for fun?? sksskskskks soonyoung will be 😡😡 ahhh first she dates tae , now she deny feelings for him? 😡😡 When will she open her eyes?!?!?!!! akskkskks I send so many long asks 😭 please answer slowly and take time! I don't want to pressure! You are so nice in replying to me , I can't control myself!! 😭😭😭 - 🌴

omg *gasp* 💔 she didn't love him 💔 she loved the idea of him 💔

Soonyoung really said "no you didn't" AHHH, maybe he's right and he should say it louder 😳 In that case yeah ! Maybe she won't necessarily be heartbroken. Thank you for saving me this tiny bit of ache LOL in a story filled with so much angst :') Hopefully she recognizes that there's truth to what he's sayinggg !

Mc catching feelings omg how the tables have turned !! I feel like that would be super satisfying ! We first get to know a lot about Soonyoung's feelings, and now mc gets her chance to reciprocate !! Imagine me pumping my fist in the air 🥰

She would flirt back aHhHh I've been waiting for this moment LOL. Falling for your friend can be sooo confusing ! You're always teetering on the edge of "oh, do I like him as a friend or a lover?" And there's such a fine line when you enjoys someone's company to that extent :-(

A REBOUND NOOO I'm back to being brokenhearted. You really wanna watch me suffer LOL. I've been on a whole rollercoaster of emotions. Mc please open your eyes :-( the luv of your life?!? He may be closer than you think 💔 Soonyoung feeling upset is kind of valid yeah :-( he's been wishing, waiting, wanting, and hoping his best friend will finallyyyy love him back in the same way that he does. But mc's feelings are so repressed, I wish she'd come to the realization sooner !!! 😭

Don't worry about the length of your responses !! I'll take care in reading all that you say 🥺 Apologies if I'm slowww or if my responses today sound a little scattered (that's how my brain is feeling rn kdjls -- I need to get myself to bed)

I hope you have a lovely day today !!! One filled with sunshine and blue skies !! xoxo

[creambunnie]

Jaemin - 2 Lives

chapters : masterlist , 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 EPILOGUE

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it was 40 minutes before 6pm.

HALO was going to perform first for around 5 minutes before y/n's turn.

after a few minutes of discussing, Mark decided to replace Seungmin's role as the guitarist while he chose Haechan to cover the vocals part.

he thought that Haechan's voice was similar to Seungmin's and was suitable to be his stand in.

y/n was still in a daze but she forced herself to put the confusion about Seungmin aside and try to do her best for the Dance Club's event.

she didn't want to ruin someone else's day too.

although the practice was short and last minute, it went quite well. Haechan was indeed a very excellent singer.

2 more minutes .

y/n held her guitar tightly and she tried to calm herself down by breathing in and out slowly. deep in her mind, she was still thinking about Seungmin.

but her train of thoughts quickly disappear when a warm hand held her shoulder.

y/n turned around and was greeted by the boy who makes her heart skip a beat.

"no matter what, you'll do great. Jeno and I are supporting you from the audience.". Jaemin comforted her with a squeeze on her shoulder.

y/n only managed to give a small smile and a nod before her name was announced, which was her cue to be on stage with Haechan.

y/n tried to perform her best. she didn't want to spoil the stage for Haechan and Mark who sincerely learned the song just to save her performance .

she also didn't want to disappoint Jaemin and Jeno who supported her till the end.

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after the performance, y/n quickly put her guitar aside and reached for her phone . she really needed the full explanation from Seungmin.

y/n wasn't just worried. she was annoyed and frustrated. she didn't understand why Seungmin was doing this.

just as y/n was about to call Seungmin, she received a whole thread of messages from the boy.

~ hey y/n , i'm sorry i had to do this through a text message. but i think it's best for us to break up. i mean, it's not like our relationship was real real in the first place, right? ~

she felt a pang in her heart. true, she didn't have feelings for Seungmin. but she held him dear to her heart as a friend.

~ anyways,, i've officially moved here and transferred to another school. i was scouted last month and had an audition at an agency here. i was accepted so i had to quickly arrange things with my family so i was able to continue my studies and be a trainee at the same time. ~

y/n frowned. she was happy for him. but she was still frustrated. really? he just had to move on the supposedly important day for him and make trouble for other people? that was... selfish of him.

~ since i've started being a trainee, i think it's best for us to cut contact for now. you know, i don't want scandals or bad rumours about me going around, especially about relationships. let's not hurt each other anymore and end it here. goodbye y/n.~

y/n blinked at the last message. she had mixed feelings. without her realising, tears started flowing down her cheeks.

y/n squatted at a corner outside the hall in which the event was held at.

she started sobbing as she thought of all the things that had happened. the things that happened because of her own actions.

y/n felt an arm wrapping itself around her shoulders and her head was pushed gently towards the person's chest.

y/n relaxed in his arms as she recognised the person's scent as Jaemin's.

"Jaemin... this is all my fault. i made our toxic friendship worst. i should have just kept quiet... i shouldn't have been jealous..". y/n sobbed into Jaemin chest.

Jaemin only comforted her by patting her back gently.

Jeno got some messages from Seungmin too and was about to ask y/n about him but stopped in his tracks when he saw his cousin and his bestfriend together in the corner.

Jeno smirked and walked away slowly to not interrupt the other two.

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"do you feel better now?". Jaemin asked softly as he passed y/n her iced peach tea.

y/n sniffed and nodded as she took a sip of her cold beverage.

after having a breakdown for a few minutes, Jaemin suggested to leave the event early and go to their usual cafe to soothe y/n down.

y/n agreed as she thought that it was a good idea to calm her mind down.

"yeah,, a bit. i still have to process everything. i feel guilty. i feel like this happened as the consequences of my wrong doings. i'm sorry it affected others too.....". y/n said sadly.

she looked up when she felt a warm hand grabbing hers gently.

"everyone makes mistakes. but your mistakes do not justify others' selfish acts. don't overthink things by yourself. i'm always here to support you,". Jaemin comforted.

y/n felt her shoulders relaxed as she heard his kind words.

"i really like you Jaemin,".

the words smoothly rolled out of her tongue without her realising it.

a few silent moments later, Jaemin gave a small smile as he interwined their fingers together.

"if you think i'm gonna reject your feelings , then that is never going to happen.". Jaemin replied teasingly.

y/n chuckled and rolled her eyes at his response.

"i've been trying to tell you about my feelings towards you but the timing was never right. i know the timing now may not be perfect too because, well, you practically just broke up with someone. although you don't have feelings for him, i know it hurt you.". Jaemin started his long speech.

y/n nodded slightly, encouraging Jaemin to continue.

"i don't know when it started but i felt the need to protect you. not because you're weak, no, you're indeed very strong. it's just that sometimes you carry problems by yourself and overthink alone...".

y/n almost got teary-eyed at how accurate Jaemin was describing her.

it was true that she had always been trying to keep her problems to herself. she didn't like to bother others.

"so i just want you to know that from now on, don't hesitate to come to me. to rely on me. to share your worries with me. you're never alone. like i said, i'm always here to support you.". Jaemin ended his concern about y/n with a peck on her knuckle.

y/n smiled sweetly at Jaemin and nodded her head before looking at him with admiring eyes.

"thank you Jaemin. really, thank you very much.". her feelings were too overwhlemed by his words that she only managed to thank him over and over again.

*this really is the guy who makes my heart beat thrice as fast. the guy who i can lean on..*

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a/n : hiiiiiiii!!! finallyyyy the final chapter is up! hope you guys enjoyed it ~

i feel like the ending was a bit too fast but don't worry, i'm planning on uploading an epilogue for this series! do anticipate it 💛

[vanderlinde-moved]

[. . .REPLY?]

Cassian really has to get a report done for Draven, but Jyn's drunk and really doesn't care.

this was written for the rebelcaptain secret santa for the lovely @rapidashpatronus! the prompt "I thought I’d already said so." i hope you enjoy!

also, major shoutout to @skitzofreak for letting me use her messaging/comm traffic format!! y’all should check out her “Message Traffic” series where it’s used and honestly their work is a+

read it on ao3!

HOTH INTERNAL MESSAGING SERVERS

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LOGIN

username: cassianandor

password: *******************

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WELCOME, CAPTAIN CASSIAN ANDOR.

you currently have three unread messages in your inbox.

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Erso [21:55]: cassian are u there ??

Erso [22:01]: are u busyy

Erso [22:07]: casssssssss

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Andor [22:12]: I’m here, but I need to get this report done for Draven.

Erso [22:13]: come to bodhi’s shuttle rn

Erso [22:13]: i’m celebratign

Erso [22:14]: *celebartin g

Erso [22:15]: clebrating

Erso [22:16]: u know what i mean

Andor [22:19]: Are you drunk?

Erso [22:21]: no

Andor [22:24]: Are you sure?

Erso [22:27]: ok yse fime han brought so me drinks

Erso [22:30]: but for a go od reasons

Andor [22:32]: What are you celebrating?

Erso [22:40]: bea t bodhi in sabbacc finallyyyy

Andor [22:43]: How did you manage to do that?

Erso [22:44]: cheated

Andor [22:46]: Of course you did.

Erso [22:48]: cass u still there?

Andor [22:50]: I’m still here, Jyn.

Erso [22:51]: i miss u

Erso [22:52]: comee here

Andor [22:55]: I’m trying to write my report, but I’ll come over once I’m done, okay?

Andor [23:05]: Jyn?

Erso [23:06]: no

Erso [23:08]: don’t woryr bout it casss im on my wau

Andor [23:10]: Jyn, I’m almost done. Give me twenty more minutes and I’ll meet you at Bodhi’s shuttle.

Erso [23:14]: hmmnm

Erso [23:15]: nooooo thansk

Andor [23:19]: Jyn?

Andor [23:25]: Please just stay there.

 Andor [23:27]: Bodhi, has Jyn by any chance left your shuttle?

Rook [23:30]: who

Rook [23:30]: ?

Andor [23:31]: Jyn.

Rook [23:33]: i dont talk 2 cheaters

Andor [23:36]: We’ve all caught you cheating at sabacc before, Bodhi.

Andor [23:41]: Bodhi?

Andor [23:50]: [unsent] Why do I even bother

 Andor [23:56]: [unsent] Solo, how much alcohol

 Erso [00:04]: ok im on my wa y

Erso [00:04]: sorryi go t distrcted

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The sound of his door opening startles him so much that Cassian almost drops his datapad into his lap. He turns to the culprit–Jyn, of course–who’s slamming a bottle onto his desk and is now looming over him with a cheeky smile. “Hey, Cass.”

“Jyn,” he says, exhaling heavily, but smiling nonetheless. Other than the way she’s swaying on his desk–he has to reach a hand up to steady her so she doesn’t fall off–she doesn’t look too drunk. It’s definitely not to the level of the time she challenged Solo to a drinking contest–now that had been messy. The image of her telling Bodhi she’d kill for him pops into his mind, and he has smother a grin behind a hand.

He shakes his head, bringing him back to the present and the smiling woman in front of him. “You walked all this way by yourself?”

“I wanted to see you,” she says, somewhat absently. Her eyes dart around the room, but when she refocuses on his face, she smiles broadly. It’s almost as if she’s seeing him for the first time, her face sparkling and full of wonder. “I missed you.”

“Jyn, I’ve got to get this report typed and sent to Draven in an hour,” he replies, glancing between the bottle on his desk and her face. Despite himself, he can already feel his focus slipping through his fingers. Jyn tended to do that to him; whenever she’s in the room, all of his attention goes right to her, no matter what else is happening. Still, he makes a valiant effort to try and get his work done. “I thought I’d already said so–didn’t we have this same conversation about thirty minutes ago?”

“Probably,” she tells hims, hoisting herself up on his desk so he’s forced to pay more attention to her. Her legs dangle off the edge, with the back of her heels drumming against the side. There’s not enough room for both his datapad and Jyn, so he tosses his work to the side and sighs, despite the small smile tugging at his lips. “Turns out–I’m not really. . .that great at listening. Or reading. You know.”

“I don’t know how you haven’t been kicked out of the Rebellion yet,” he mutters fondly (because it’s always fondness for her, always), tugging her off of the desk and into his lap. She yelps, surprised, but wraps her arms around his neck all the same, leaning in to press her forehead against his. In such close contact he can smell the alcohol on her breath, but he finds that he doesn’t mind, simply content to be as close to her as possible.

“I suppose that I have you to thank for that,” she says, giving him a small grin before leaning in to press a quick kiss to his lips. When she pulls away, he groans at the loss of contact. But as he tries to pull her back in for another, she dances away from him, a teasing look flashing on her face.

“I thought you were trying to distract me?” he asks, his voice slightly hoarse. Jyn smirks, slipping off his lap and grabbing his arm to pull him to the bed. Even with the work he has to do, he doesn’t resist her, following willingly. Draven can wait a little longer.

(with jyn here, he knows that everything else he has to do doesn’t stand a chance of getting completed.

he’d accepted a long, long time ago that she will always come first.)

She snatches the bottle off the desk with her free hand, then joins him on the bed. He tries to protest, but it dies on his lips. “Jyn, I really do have to write that report–”

“C’mon, Cass,” she teases, and he relents finally, propping himself up against the wall and pulling her into his embrace. He wraps an arm around her shoulder, and she curls up into his side. “Here,” she offers, pushing the bottle into his hands. “Brought you something.”

He accepts it with a raised eyebrow, peering down into it. There’s nothing in it, except for a small amount of liquid at the bottom. Still, he appreciates the effort. “You brought me an empty bottle?”

“There was–Corellian gin in it, I think. I drank it on the way,” she mutters, stretching her arms up over her head, then hooks one around his neck so she’s the one holding him. She shifts closer, and his heart swells at the way she trusts him enough to be this vulnerable. Most of the time, he knows, she’s expecting a vibroblade in the back. “Took me awhile to get back over here.”

“I’d be wrong in assuming you didn’t get into any trouble, wouldn’t I?”

Jyn hums, closing her eyes and running her fingers through his hair. She’s just as easily distracted by his presence as he is by hers. “Not that much.”

“Care to elaborate?” he asks wryly, pressing a kiss to her forehead and letting his eyes wander. Her hands look uninjured and he can’t see any bruises on her exposed skin, but he still has to ask. “Please tell me you didn’t get into any fights.”

She grins down at him, her eyes fluttering open. “You have to give me another kiss if you want answers,” she taunts, as if that would be a big sacrifice, as if he’d ever refuse a request from her.

Cassian shifts to cup her face and pulls her face down into a kiss. She turns to wrap her other arm around his neck, deepening it, and he groans into her mouth as she moves from his side onto his lap, her hips straddling his waist. However, just like last time, she moves away before anything else can happen with a smile on her face and laughter dancing in her eyes.

He doesn’t let that deter him. “You need to uphold your end of the bargain, Sergeant,” he murmurs with mock-seriousness, pulling her closer to him so she rests her head in the crook of his neck, with hands splayed out on her back so he can hold her tighter. “We had a deal.”

“I saw Leia in the hallway,” she says, her voice muffled from the way her face is pressed into the front of his jacket. “I might have told her–Cass! Your fingers are cold!”

“Sorry, sorry,” he chuckles, though he doesn’t move his hands from where he slipped them underneath her jacket. It’s payback for all the times she’s purposely gone barefoot to bed so she could poke him with her freezing toes, sliding her feet up his pant legs. “You were talking to–Jyn!”

“Two can play that game, Captain,” she laughs, dipping her fingers down past the collar of his parka and onto his bare skin. He tries to squirm away from her, but she only presses forward with her attack. Soon enough, they’re a pile of tangled limbs on the bed. Jyn’s straddling Cassian’s hips and looming over him, panting slightly with exertion. She sinks forward until she’s laying on top of him, resting her chin on his sternum so she can look him in the eye.

Her hair, loose and unbound, falls into his face, and he huffs out a breath to get it out of his mouth. “What did you say to Leia?”

“Can I borrow your parka?” Jyn asks instead, letting her fingers dance over the hood. “I like the,” she raises her hands to her head and makes something that looks like a halo in the air, “I like the fur.”

“You’re literally wearing a coat right now,” he tugs gently at the material of her jacket to prove it to her. Knowing Jyn, who’s both determined and stubborn when faced with something she wants, she probably doesn’t care about that fact. “Why do you need to wear mine?”

“I’ll tell you what I said to Leia if you let me wear your parka.”

“We have a deal,” he murmurs, reaching up to card one of his hands through her hair. She closes her eyes and hums appreciatively, leaning into his touch. “I already gave you a kiss, remember?”

“Yeah.”

“What did you tell Leia?”

“I told her that she should hurry up and ask Han out on a date already,” she whispers, propping her chin up with one of her arms. “He kept looking for her at Bodhi’s shuttle but she never showed up.” She reaches forward to twine his hair in her hands, tugging softly and wrapping a strand between her fingers. “How do you get your hair so soft?”

“I asked the Force very nicely to give me good hair,” he answers with a grin. He uses her distraction to his advantage, sitting up suddenly and flipping them so he’s the one laying on top. Careful not to put all of his weight on her, he braces most of it on his elbows, settling between her open legs. He’s not surprised in the slightest–leave it to Jyn to meddle in other people’s businesses. “What did Leia say to that?”

“She told me that I should mind my own kriffing business and that I was a no good, two-timing moof milker. Then she stormed off.”

This time, he tries to hide his laughter by tucking his head in Jyn’s neck, but it’s no use. His whole body shakes with the effort, and after a few beats, he doesn’t bother trying to be subtle.

“What?” she splutters indignantly. “Stop laughing, I’m right!”

“I know,” he says, though he’s still laughing when he looks up. There’s a stubborn smile pulling up at Jyn’s lips too, even though he can see she’s trying to keep it from him. “They really need to get their shit together, hmm?”

Jyn opens her mouth to respond, but her comm dings, interrupting her train of thought. She shuffles out from underneath Cassian and grabs it on the bedside table. Confusion creases her forehead, so he sits up and watches as she struggles to log herself in.

“I give up,” she complains, holding the holopad out for him. The look of frustration on her face has him clamping down on another grin. “Can you log me in?”

“Sure,” he says easily, taking the device from her. It only takes him a few seconds to pull up her message logs.

HOTH INTERNAL MESSAGING SERVERS

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[accessing. . .]

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LOGIN

username: jynerso

password:

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“Ah, Jyn?”

“Hmm?

“What’s your password?”

She makes some sort of noise that he can’t distinguish, rolling over on the bed to press her face into the blankets. He raises an eyebrow in amusement. “I didn’t quite catch that, Jyn.”

Her next response is mumbled so quickly he barely catches it. “‘I love Cassian.’”

“Is that one word or three?”

“Cass!” she whines, flipping over to grab one of the pillows and throw it at him. Even drunk, she still has deadly aim, but he’s known her long enough to expect her patterns. Without batting an eye he swats it away with his free hand, smirking.

He types in her password once he knows that she’s not going to throw anything else at him, then tosses her holopad back to her. She scans the words in front of her, then snorts. He moves closer to her to read over her shoulder. “It’s mostly from Solo. And a couple messages from Bodhi.”

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WELCOME, SERGEANT JYN ERSO.

you currently have six unread messages in your inbox.

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Solo [00:15]: you want t explain why her royl highnes just came on the shuttle an demanded to know why i put you up to askin her about going on a date??

Solo [00:16]: you and i both kno i did no such thing

Solo [00:20]: ERSO

Solo [00:21]: you cant jus put me in situatons like this an d not respond !!

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Her fingers move before he can stop her, typing out a response that’s barely legible. Though, in her defense, Han’s just as drunk as she is. He’s sure that the smuggler will be able to decode it easily.

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Erso [00:24]: u kno what u neeed 2 do

Solo [00:26]: youve got to be kiding me, kid

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Jyn doesn’t spare a second glance at Solo’s response, instead swiping her finger up to get to the next set of messages from Bodhi. Cassian would feel bad for him if he didn’t know him any better. Quite frankly, he agrees with Jyn. Although he’d never say it out loud, Solo and Leia need to get their shit together.

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Rook [00:16]: u make it t cassian’s room

Rook [00:16]: still mad at u tho

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 Erso [00:28]: cass says im the best sabacc player erver so eat that roook

Erso [00:29]: i wonn

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“It was easy to beat Bodhi once I figured out his weakness,” she announces suddenly, looking up at him with a face that just begs him to ask what it is. Her holopad sits absently in her lap, but she doesn’t do anything about it, letting her screen go dark.

“And that would be?”

“Luke Skywalker.”

“You got Luke to help you cheat?” he asks her dubiously.

She shakes her head. “I just invited him to play with us. Since Bodhi was looking at him the entire time, he wasn’t–” she trails off, then blinks rapidly before continuing. “Bodhi wasn’t looking at my hands so it was easier to cheat. And then I won.”

She holds up her hand for a high five. He reaches over to slap her hand, but she grabs his hand before he can, pulling it closer to her. He can’t help but laugh at the look on her face. “Jyn–”

“This is mine now,” she murmurs, her eyes drooping sleepily, but her grip on his hand doesn’t loosen up.

“That’s fine. You can have the other one too, if you’d like.”

“No. Jus’ this one.”

“I think it’s time you got some sleep,” Cassian says gently, snatching the holopad from her hands before she can pretend he said anything else. “You’ve shipping out tomorrow, right?”

“That’s why we all met to play sabacc,” she yawns, stretching her arms over her head. It takes both of them, but he manages to get Jyn both out of her coat and heavy outer layers, then into bed.

He shoots a mournful look at his datapad and the report he ultimately knows won’t get finished before tomorrow as he folds her clothes on the desk. Once he’s stripped as well, he climbs into bed at her side. She curls up next to him with a content sigh, hugging him closer. “I’m going to miss you, Cass.”

It sounds as if she’s almost asleep when she tells him that, and his heart aches. “You’ll be home soon,” he says quietly, even though he has no idea when she’ll be back. “And you can comm me anytime.”

“You’ll respond?”

“I’ll always respond,” he promises, rubbing his thumb up and down on her arm. “Even when I’m in a meeting with Draven and he’s talking about something I should be paying attention to.”

That makes her smile; he can see it even in the darkness. “You’re going to get kicked out the Rebellion.”

“I’ll just tell him it’s your fault.”

“That’s fair,” she replies, sliding her hands up his shirt again. This time, he doesn’t flinch away, wanting to be as close to her as possible despite her cold hands. “I still wish you had been there.”

“Next time,” he says softly. “I promise.”

She yawns again. “Even if you have work and–and no time?”

“I’ll always make time for you.” Even as he says it, he knows it’s true. While the Rebellion is extremely important to him, Jyn is too.

(the rebellion is his whole life, and has always been, but she’s wormed his way into his heart and now he can’t live without her.)

Jyn blinks up at him owlishly, then rests her head on his chest. “Goodnight, Cap’n.”

“Night, Jyn. I’ll see you in the morning, okay?”

“Mhmm.”

With that, he tightens his arms around her sleeping form as if his sheer will alone could keep her on Hoth, and closes his eyes.

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Solo [00:34]: erso you annd i are going to have a talk on the falcon tomrrow

Solo [00:35]: dont tell the princesss

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Secret Session ✦ 10.18.17

This all started when I got the DM from Taylor Nation on October 12th at noon. I was at work and just scrolling through my notifications when I saw "taylornation sent you a message:..." and i almost passed out on the spot. I thought I already had a pretty good feeling of what was going to happen (but then again... it’s Taylor... it could be anything...), so I started shaking as I replied and gave up all of the information asked. I went home that day, and received the call from them at 5pm. I was freaking out over the phone and jumping up and down, but then my heart fell out of my chest when I heard I was being asked to come to Rhode Island. I don't have a car, but I wasn't going to tell them no flat out. Taylor wanted to meet me, and I'd be damned if I missed that opportunity. I simply said "umm, maybe?" and I was told to DM back again when I knew for sure what I was going to do. I immediately started begging everyone I knew to drive me, but (of course) everyone said no to that seven hour drive. I looked up flights, busses, everything I could think of. I spent the next five days completely stressed. I was beyond upset; I could hardly sleep or even eat, and all I did was cry and shut myself off from everyone. I took showers in the middle of the day just to cry. I kept in contact with TN, even as every possible transportation option I had fell through until FINALLY a friend of mine agreed to make the drive.

I called TN back on the night before and nearly started screaming "I CAN COME I CAN COME!!!!" but I informed them calmly instead. The rest of the night went by in a blur, but on my way to sleep, my phone started blowing up!!! Apparently Taylor had come to lurk me, and I'm convinced it was her letting me know that she knew I was coming. I'm convinced. No one can tell me otherwise, honestly.

The morning finally came and I sprang out of bed so so fast to get dressed The drive was one of the longest of my life, but the excitement kept me awake. Everything was a complete blur. Once we FINALLYYYY arrived in Rhode Island, I couldn't stop shaking. I literally felt like I was going to throw up everywhere. I was dropped off at the meeting location at like, 3:15 or something with just a few minutes to spare. I got the surprise of my life because Sofia @lov-eswift and Katherine @knewromanticks were there, too!!!! I almost started crying then. Sofia confirmed she cried when she saw me there, though. Katherine and I immediately clung to each other, and stayed together the whole entire day. 

Driving up to Taylor's house was so surreal, honestly??? Several girls burst into tears the second they looked up and saw Scott waving at us from the deck. After a few more words in the garage, we were taken upstairs (and given guitar picks-- thanks, papa) Everyone was eating, mingling, and the excitement in the air was almost tangible. All the food was so good!!!! I only had a few chicken nuggets though because my stomach was just doing flips. And then Andrea came out to greet us!!!! Mama Swift is so, so gorgeous in person. I wanted to talk to her, I wanted to thank her for everything she's done with Taylor, I wanted to tell her that Taylor is one of the greatest people I've ever known... but she hugged me and called me beautiful and my mind went blank.

Austin then came out to chat with us some! He's literally gorgeous but ANYWAY, after a while we all started forming a big group by this doorway leading away from the dining area??? So we were like "oh we must go through here to sit down" after some more standing (Tree kept walking around-- yes queen) we were allowed down the hallway and into the sitting area. No tea no shade, but I don't think people who were pushing to get through even got to sit up front like they tried, but ANYWAY. Me and Katherine on the other hand got to sit in the very front row off to the of right some!!!! We were freaking out the entire time just waiting for Taylor to walk in. People kept walking by the doorways, and we heard stomping and running coming from upstairs (Taylor what were you doing?) until !!!!!!! she finally burst through the door like "hey guys!!!!" everyone screamed and some people burst into tears immediately. 

Sitting there......... in front of her..... was like a dream come true..... like she so beautiful and I still just can't believe this This album is absolute gold in every way, honestly???? Taylor was the funniest person in the world with her usual sarcasm, and her just generally not giving a fuck??? I couldn’t take my eyes off of her dancing, and we kept mouthing lyrics back and forth to each other, uggghhhh. We made so much eye contact. She kept touching her hair and it looked SO soft. She’s literally perfect. And during The Song™ that made everyone cry, I was crying, and Taylor looked over at me and I mouthed “I love you” and she gave me a smile and a little point. After we were done listening to the album, she stood up and again I said “I love you, Taylor” and she looked down at me without missing a beat and said “I love you, Danielle.” and I died???? RIP me????

And then it was time to meet her. I hadn’t even thought of poses, I’m so stupid. Anyway. Time flew and it was me and Katherine’s turn. I walked up to her and she was like “Danielle!!!!” and she called me cute and beautiful and pulled me in for a hug. I showed her my lyrics tattoos, and she called them beautiful and delicate and thanked me for getting them. She complimented me for being funny and she laughed at Tylenol Swisscheese!!!! Then her and Katherine talked about Harry Potter some, and I was s t a r i n g at Taylor the entire time. She’s so.. down to earth and easy to talk to. She made me feel so at home the entire time. Then it was time for pictures!! For our group photo, Taylor was like “what do you want? do you guys want some Grammys?” and we were like “um yeah sure!!!” I literally felt like I was on autopilot the entire time. (I was highkey scared I was gonna drop THE 1989 ALBUM OF THE YEAR Grammy, so I immediately put it back on the shelf lmao) And then it was time for individuals. I knew I wanted to sit, so we sat, and Taylor just threw her legs over my lap and was like “like this? this is okay, right?” and I was like uM HECK YEAH. I smiled. I never smile for pictures. I hate how my smile looks, but I smiled for Taylor. I’m still wavy on my appearance in my photos, but everyone says I look SO happy, so there’s that. We stood up after our picture and it was time to leave, but I turned to Taylor and was like “wait, can I please say one more thing?” and that’s when I said some Emotional Stuff™ and she said some Emotional Stuff™ back, and we hugged again. She held me so tight. We said we love each other so many times.

I just... I still can’t believe any of this happened. I can’t believe it. To Taylor, thank you for choosing me. Thank you for trusting me. Thank you for caring about me. Thank you for inviting me into your home for 8+ hours. Thank you for playing us this perfect album. Thank you for opening up and being so real and so raw with us. This will forever remain a day I will never, ever forget. Thank you for making my dreams come true, thank you for everything. @taylorswift, I love you and you only, always. 

Until we see each other again,

Danielle 

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what a nice ask omg it got me reminiscing over my own creations that’s so wholesome :( i miss creating stuff it makes me so happy :’) tysm for this ask (new moot ily & i love ur stuff btw) <33

1- shadow: i honestly really like this for the sole reason it’s ALL BLUE :D i usually struggle with cohesiveness/color palettes, so it was nice to create something that looks clearly uniform for a change :D

2- tae’s 2019 bday: a prime example of my anti-cohesiveness agenda LMAOOOO but i like the fact it was in the drafts for a whole year & i managed to post it as is instead of being a complete wuss & scrapping it completely or leaving it to collect dust like so many other stuff jfnckdjh.. also i just really love gif-gfx in general they have a special place in my heart for some reason

3- jjk1: ooh can’t believe i managed to make something that just looks Simple finallyyyy lol! i’ve always admired elegant minimalistic designers so freaking much (because i’m not one of them jdbdksjd) so the seamless white spaces are nice & it was a new style to me that i definitely enjoyed (also...just...JUNGKOOK! JUNGKOOK MAN! ilhsm)

4- txt cysm: my first txt gfx here i love them so much i never show it enough. had sm fun making posters for the cb which was a bop & a half!

5: hidden track sea: one of my very early stuff :( that was such a good time in the fandom holy sh*t

honorable mention: this baby took sooo much time & it’s honestly one of the hardest things i’ve ever made on tumblr for sure (looking back at it there are SO MANY things i wanna change lmao rip but also its still a project dear to my heart nonetheless)

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[day6imagines]

Broken Memories

[ jae ]

*requested 

word count; 1.8k  

genre; angst  

summary - memories are brought back to the surface, causing old feelings to arise until something unexpected happens  

the times we had together  

our dear memories 

- letting go 

 [ your pov ]

Your life for the past few months has been hectic, particularly with your career. You felt like you hadn’t even had the time to breathe. You would roll out of bed in the early hours of the morning to make it into the office, before flopping back into bed in the late hours of the night. You didn’t mind though, since you loved your job and you lived alone so it wasn’t like you had anything else. 

Luckily, you managed to get a few days break from work and you decided to spend your time clearing out your small apartment. Although cleaning may seem like a boring way to spend some of your free time, you didn’t mind so much. You had to. Your place was a mess - not just stacks of papers, empty cups or clothes strewn on the floor - it was a proper mess. You just didn’t have the time to clean due to work, but now you had the opportunity. You had to have a proper clear out, get rid of stuff and clean thoroughly. You knew the rewarded feeling you would have once your home looked neat and tidy again. 

You had plenty of time since you made plans to meet a friend for lunch later on that afternoon. You got changed into some old clothes and blasted music throughout your home before starting your task.

 After dumping a lot of old stuff you didn’t use anymore, you decided to clear out some old boxes. You pulled them down from the very top of the bookcase in your room. You opened the lid of the biggest box, causing your heart to jump. There in the box was endless amount of memories. You and him. You and Jae.

You had a habit of collecting little tokens to keep as memories. The box contained old cinema tickets, plane tickets, notes Jae wrote to you, a few guitar picks and plenty of photographs. Some from when you were both very young to more recently. Some of the photographs were simple, mostly of each other. Others were pictures of when you both went places; ice skating, hiking, to the beach, carnivals, traveling et cetera. You didn’t feel upset when looking through the old box of memories.

 Although yourself and Jae were no longer in contact, you didn’t end on bad terms. You both knew it would be difficult to continue dating once Jae debuted, sadly things just didn’t work out and it was easier for both of you to go separate ways and move on with your own lives. 

It had been just a little over a year since you last saw Jae and you hoped everything was going well with him and his musical career. He deserved all of the success he got since you knew how hard working he was. You couldn’t help but think back on the days you shared with Jae. You had known him for years and looking at all of these memories brought back a lot of old feelings and friends. It wouldn’t be so bad if you sent him a message, would it? It would be nice to hear from him, even if it were only a little thing like, ‘how’re you keeping?’

You searched around your now clean room for your phone. Once you found it, you typed a message to Jae, just a simple message, seeing how he was and so on. You smiled contently to yourself after sending the message. Instead of feeling upset over Jae after finding the boxes, you felt peaceful and content. 

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Lunch time came around and you had your apartment looking clean and fresh. After you finished getting changed, you locked up your home and made it down the stairs and out into the city, making your way to meet your friend. You hadn’t yet heard back from Jae, but you smiled to yourself, reminiscing over the past few years of your young life you got to share with Jae. You were about to cross the pedestrian crossing as a car sped by, knocking you down. Everything happened too quickly and the car … it came out of no where. You couldn’t take anything in. There were people rushing about and the sound of sirens in the distance. You tried, tried so immensely hard to keep your eyes open but you just couldn’t. Everything went black.

 [ jae’s pov ] 

It had been yet another busy day at the studio, practicing for upcoming promotions. I enjoyed it though since I loved having music as an every day part of my life. 

“Okay, let’s take a break,” Sungjin, the leader of our group announced, setting a pen down onto the large table you were all surrounding. 

“Finallyyyy,” I sighed, spinning around in the chair before hopping up.

“D’you need me to pick you up anything when I’m out?” I announced, stretching my arms.

“I’m okay, where are you going? Don’t be too long we have to have something started on these songs by tonight,” Sungjin replied, opening the cap off a bottle of water.

“Just across the street to get some coffee, I’ll be like five minutes, seven minutes max,” I reassured him, picking up my jacket and shrugging it on.

Once I left the small studio I fished around my coats pocket for my phone to see if I had any missed calls. There was only one message. I furrowed my brows together in confusion since I didn’t recognised the number. As soon as I began reading through the lengthy message, I immediately realised it was Y/N. The number was new, explaining why I didn’t know who it was, I never deleted her number. I still had all of our old conversations on my phone. Her message brought a big smile to my face. Her caring side evident through out the message, probably one of the many reasons why I had fallen in love with her.

I missed her a lot and I regret not making the effort first to contact her after such a long time without seeing her. Instead of typing back, I clicked into her number and rang it as I walked into the coffee shop opposite the company building. As I stood in line in the small café, the number rang and rang - no answer. I decided to try ringing again, I couldn’t wait to hear her sweet, chirpy voice again. This time she picked up. The line was silent. 

“Hello? Y/N?” I said into the phone, waiting to hear her voice.

“Hi… Jae, is it?” a male voice replied. 

Who was this? Why was he answering Y/N’s phone. His voice was mundane and serious. 

“Who is this?” I bitterly said, a frown on my face. 

“I’m a doctor. Look, I am so very sorry to be the person who has to inform you but your friend has been in a terrible accident. You should get here as quick as you can. I am very sorry Sir -“ the doctor explained before I hung up.

I couldn’t listen to him for a second longer. He had to be wrong. Maybe it’s not Y/N. This could not be happening. I tried convincing myself but I still felt like everything around me was spinning. I snapped out of it once I heard the barista calling me repeatedly since I was next. I shook my head and ran out of the coffee shop.

I didn’t have time to go back to the studio or to call any of my band mates, I had to get to the hospital as quick as my legs could make it there. I ignored the looks of disapproval from strangers as I ran as fast as I could. I tried to calm my breathing by counting slowly but everything seemed pointless. My stomach felt like it was twisted at the thought of anything happening to my Y/N. Why didn’t I call her sooner? Talk to her more? Instead I shut her out, we both shut each other out, but I should have fought for her.

I burst through the hospital doors and into the main reception, searching frantically for a doctor. The moment I saw a man in a white medical coat, I ran over to him in tears begging him to let me know where Y/N was. He tried calming me down but I fell to the ground on my knees, shaking.

“Sir, I am so sorry, let us talk to you away from the reception, okay?” the doctor explained, helping me up off the floor.

I didn’t want to believe any of this … I just couldn’t. His voice seemed familiar, like the voice who answered off Y/N’s phone. The doctor led me to his office which was located on the same ward where Y/N was. I wiped at my eyes furiously, taking my glasses off. The doctor handed me tissues and offered me a cup of water which I declined with a shake of my head since I couldn’t muster up any words. 

My throat felt sore and dry from all of the tears I had shed. 

“Y/N was in an accident earlier on this afternoon. I spoke to you a while ago … on the phone. She was hit badly and the injuries she has endured are serious. I’m sorry but it is already too late. We tried our best to help her…” the doctor elucidated, a sorrowful expression on his face. 

I shook my head repeatedly. No. He has to be lying. I tried to run down to see if I could find her but the doctor took hold of my arm, grip firm. He let me sit in his office by myself. I couldn’t comprehend any of this. It wasn’t fair. She can’t just be taken away from me like that. I wouldn’t allow it… my Y/N is now gone and I will never get the chance to tell her how I still feel about her. That I still, and forever will, love her.

-

I left shortly after, unable to stick being surrounded my doctors. It was raining but I didn’t take a taxi home. I walked aimlessly, ignoring the hundreds of missed calls and texts from my band mates. Nothing made sense. Saying I felt hurt was an understatement. 

I flung my house’s door open before running up the stairs and into my bedroom. I pulled the box out from beneath my bed. It was a box Y/N and I had decided to make for the years we dated. The most beautiful and happy years of my life. It contained concert, movie and plane tickets, pictures and little notes. Tears fell from my eyes as I clutched the pieces of paper and photographs. My crying was uncontrollable as I searched for the one thing I aimed to find. The small box was hidden at the very bottom of the box. My hands were trembling as I picked up the small box and flicked it open to see the dainty engagement ring inside.

m a s t e r p o s t 

[syuga]

I woke up and for some reason my brain went... you gotta check tumblr. I was like “wait, why?” And it just answers “you just gotta.” Hence, how I managed to see your answer and now I’m questioning if I’m psychic or it’s just coincidence. Probably the latter, but it’s 12 pm, and a Saturday, so sue it. (*badum tss*) ~0w0 Anon (1)

I have yet to catch up with the latest ep of burn the stage now. Probably because of two tests I had this week at Uni. ;-; (Even had like four episodes of BTS Run to catch up to….) yet here I’ve been, being taunted by wonderful gifs across tumblr. And being saved by them. 😂 ~0w0 Anon (2)

I can’t help It Sharm! Being soft it’s like my second skin with my friends. 😭💜💜💜 ALSO, I HAD TO BACKTRACK AND GET MY GLASSES AND SEE IF I WAS SEEING CORRECTLY. THANOS HEART! DODNDKDNFN I NEED TO WATCH INFINITY WAR AND SEE IF MY FAVES ARE GONNA SURVIVE OR IF IM GOING TO GO THROUGH THE SCREEN AND FIGHT THANOS MYSELF. BUT IM ALSO CONFLICTED, BECAUSE THANOS IS MEANT TO BE POWERFUL AND RUTHLESS, SO IM ALSO HOPING THEY SHOW THAT. ~0w0 Anon (3)

To answer your question, I’ve been having projects and tests from all sides in Uni. I was very stressed. TwT On another note, I’m finally posting my first fic (already have four chapters, in the process for five). I forgot the rest of what I was going to write to update, but the only thing i can say is that I don’t mind if you answer early or late. Never feel pressured to answer my asks lovely. I do them because you’re just a spectacular person to follow and interact with. ~0w0 Anon (4/last)

Ps… tell me if the second part of my message sent. I can’t trust Tumblr, when it doesn’t show me the lil green thingy at the bottom saying it sent. (I already backed up my answers in my notes just in case it did erase any of my answers.) ALSO OH SNICKERS! I FORGOT TO TELL YOU THAT I FINALLY GOT INTERNET AT HOOOOME. AFTER MONTHS BECAUSE OF THE HURRICANE! *jeon jungkook voice* FINALLYYYY ~0w0 Anon (I swear this is the last ask. Sorry for the spam, I’m just so happy to talk to you. 😭💜)

ooooh u have some sort of telepathic magical ability!! please tell me the lottery numbers next >:)

oh yikes :( good luck for those tests though! but i feel you i haven’t been watching burn the stage either yet tbh lmaoo. the run ep with the role-playing kinda took way too much effort to understand tbh lgkdf but it was hilarious. i guess if you’re short on time you can skip the latest one? it was really just a recap(ish) on the funniest moments on the show

being soft is… my nemesis… soft? idk her

ldgkjdfk good youre a marvel fan i’ve suddenly become a fan in like.. a month lmaoo but I’m SO hyped for infinity war too! ngl thanos as a villain seems kinda lame to me, especially after the amazingness by michael b(ae) jordan in black panther but glkdf it’s a movie of a lifetime i guess. who do u think will die??? my moneys on either iron man or cap dklfgjdfkg but some set pictures of avengers 4 have been leaked suggesting the outcome may not matter..yike it better be good or ill hulk out

nooooo ljgddkl i hope you feel better! oHH what fic is this?? but yay congrats on the fic writing!! writing seems incredibly hard to me.. welp. tbh the reason why im suddenly a fan of marvel is because ive been binge reading so many fics and some of them are so great??? they make the characters so… layered and beautiful and i just /clenches fists/ love fics so much sometimes flkgjfd. ohhhh ure being soft….im going to run away now slgkjdfkljkdljhkglf STOP BEING NICE

it got sent!! dlgjdf also wow I’m honoured bahaha also snickers… i hated that chocolate bar :| but oh thats great!! i hope you werent badly affected?? also noo i like these asks!! they’re always so entertaining and i look forward to getting them even if i..take..forever to reply f;hljgfk